Chapter 171: The Dog's Tail Grass That Smells Like Immortals

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As the strongest of the werewolf clan, the werewolf leader has not gone through a few rounds in the hands of this demonic figure after going berserk, and the rabbit is sad to die.

The corpse lying quietly on the ground seemed to interpret the strength of the purple figure, and the scene seemed silent and silent for a while, adding a bit of gloom to the oppressive atmosphere.

Yang Lingtian also stood quietly in place, and did not make any more movements, but if he looked closely, he would find that his face had changed, and instead of smiling or ridiculing, he had completely turned into indifference.

"One, two, three......"

Yang Lingtian silently counted in his heart, his patience was limited, the words of the strong were precious and full of words, he felt that he had said enough and done a lot, and he didn't want to talk nonsense next.

Three minutes, just three minutes, the bottom line in his heart is three minutes, if the werewolf clan does not say anything after three minutes, what awaits it will be the thunderous wrath of the "Dragon King", and then the other party will have no chance to kneel down and sing about conquest.

"Tick ......"

Time passed silently in silence.

Ten seconds......

Twenty seconds......

One minute......

The scene was as deadlocked as ever, and the many silent werewolves did not know that they were getting closer and closer to death, and in a matter of seconds, time walked towards three minutes without any waves.

The oppressive atmosphere is permeating, the murderous machine seems to have condensed into substance, and the air is solidifying.

"One hundred and seventy-eight, one hundred and seventy-nine......"

Just when it was about to reach its peak in the next second, there was a change in the field.

"Pop ......"

A figure with two forelimbs lying on the ground, its high head buried deep in the ground, looking like it was going to fall.

Yang Lingtian turned his gaze and looked sideways, indicating that the surrendered figure was a "lonely werewolf", and nodded slightly in his heart, very good.

"Where did the demon come from, so terrifying!"

"Don't kill me!"

The lonely werewolf who crawled down roared wildly in his heart, and he had never really touched it, and he would never feel the power of this purple figure.

In addition, as the former leader of the werewolf clan, he deeply knows that madness is a fighting skill that can only be opened after their clan's body size reaches two meters, and even the leaders of the past generations can only succeed by chatting about a few terms, which represents the strongest combat power of the werewolf clan.

It's a pity that the strongest combat power of the werewolf clan seems to have become a joke at this moment, the situation is stronger than people, and the lonely werewolf chose to surrender, and can only pray that the other party can raise his noble hand and not condemn the werewolf clan.

"Whoa......

The lonely werewolf who was crawling on the ground was not idle, his eyes kept rolling, and he glanced at the surrounding people, signaling that the clansmen knew that the current affairs were handsome.

In fact, there is no need for him to signal, the combat power representing the peak of the werewolf clan has been easily solved, and many werewolves are not professional death-seeking, and now the "former leader" who is the strongest in the clan has surrendered, and there is no reason for him and others not to surrender anymore.

Intelligent beings have an idea called "herd psychology", which refers to the fact that individuals are affected by the behavior of external groups, and their perception, judgment, and cognition show that they conform to public opinion or the behavior of the majority, and experiments show that only a few people maintain their independence and are not conformed to the herd, so herd psychology is a psychological phenomenon that is common to some individuals.

When the lone werewolf surrendered, the first and second werewolves followed......

"Boom la la ......"

"Pop ......"

"Pop ......"

There was a noise in the field, and it took less than two seconds for many werewolves to crawl on the ground neatly, indicating their submission.

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One person takes one family.

Small purple figures stood in the middle, and many huge black figures lowered their ferocious, high heads, worshipping the "demon".

"Lord Demon, I don't know what my clan can do for you, but I do what I command."

The lonely werewolf cautiously raised his head slightly, and said softly, looking like he was going up the knife mountain and going down to the sea of fire.

"Is the demon the honorific title of the powerhouse of the werewolf clan?"

Yang Lingtian listened to the other party's "demon" title, which was quite interesting, and he didn't delve into it.

The so-called title is just the definition of intelligent creatures and races, and if human beings had reversed the meaning of demons and gods, then it would have been "demons" that were admired and worshiped by thousands of people.

"But what am I here for?"

Yang Lingtian tilted his head and thought for a while, only to realize that he was mainly here to pretend to be forced, but the other party was very uncooperative, so that he almost wiped out the other party.

This is the majesty of the strong, if it is replaced by the words of the mysterious and mysterious, heaven and earth are unkind to all things as dogs, and the words and deeds of the strong can determine the fate of countless living beings.

The main purpose is to pretend to be achieved, and in addition to this, he has two secondary purposes.

One is to study and study this blackened dog's tail grass bush, just now the performance of the lonely werewolf and later the werewolf clan he saw it all, and the dog's tail grass that can produce "fairy energy" has attracted his attention.

And then there are these werewolves, who are not low in intelligence, strong individuals, and can work in teams, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a new intelligent civilization.

Therefore, he is very curious about the werewolf clan, and is ready to observe this group for a while, to see its social development level, the survival mode of the group, etc., and it is even better to find some interesting things or secrets.

After thinking about it, Yang Lingtian had a plan for the future.

"The werewolf clan is now up to you, and I want to know everything big and small."

"Can you take it?"

Yang Lingtian pointed to the lonely werewolf, and a faint voice sounded, recovering his identity as the leader, and the second half of the sentence was said to the werewolves around him.

"Yes, yes, thank you, Lord Demon."

The lonely werewolf, no, it should be the "werewolf leader" said quite excitedly that returning to the clan and getting back everything he had was something he had always dreamed of, and now it has finally come true.

Although there is still an "Demon Lord" above his head, he doesn't care, he is very convinced, and even a little happy.

If it was the original werewolf leader, he would not be convinced, the other party was only slightly superior, not enough to make him willing, but Yang Lingtian's strength made him unable to have any resistance.

In addition, although the werewolf clan is the strongest in this jungle, there are various other strange species that are not good at stubble, not to mention this ironwood forest, and countless powerful races and creatures.

If the werewolf clan has a "demon lord" sitting in the array, naturally everything is safe.

The new werewolf leader's thoughts are not expressed for the time being, and the surrounding werewolves heard Yang Lingtian's words, their thoughts and expressions were different, but whether they were sincere or false, they all had to accept the reality that the lone werewolf returned to the clan to take over the position of leader again.

"Yes, Demon Lord......"

"Yes, Demon Lord......"

"Yes, Demon Lord......"

Many werewolves spoke one after another, and they should have promised, and each one answered faster and smoother than the other, as if they were afraid of falling behind.

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(End of chapter)