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

On the flat ground in the middle of the fortress, a group of children of the Wild Lion Clan threw punches after punches very seriously under the shouts of the masters.

The children range from two to three years old, and the oldest ones are in their twenties.

"Cultivation is a very arduous process. The big man who taught the cultivation of the Mad Lion Clan walked through the crowd, and made a sound like a bell as he walked, "Only by constantly working hard and not being afraid of sweating can we shed less blood in the future." We are the Wild Lion Clan to survive in this wilderness. ”

"Stop!" shouted the middle-aged man of the Wild Lion Clan, "Now, let's line up for the test!"

The boys stepped forward and threw a punch at a cyan stone that lay out in the clearing.

"Jialuo, the first order of martial spirits!"

"Li Jia, Martial Master Third Order!"

These took over, and many children were surprised and showed envy.

The middle-aged man of the Wild Lion Clan kept reporting his name and cultivation, so that the children competed with each other.

In this cruel world, everyone has to compete, people have to compete with each other, and tribes have to compete with each other.

"Look, the emperor has gone up. In the crowd, countless people talked about it, and then they all looked at Di Chuan with mocking eyes.

This was originally a genius of the Wild Lion Clan, with a golden mane that was particularly bright in the sun.

But three years ago, he suddenly changed from a genius to a mediocre talent, fell into the mortal dust with clouds, and became a waste, from being looked up to by everyone before, to being ridiculed by everyone now.

Di Chuan lowered his head, and a sneer of disdain gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then slowly walked to the side of Qingshi.

Then, Di Chuan closed his eyes and said in a low voice: "What you owe me must be paid back! Today is my moment!"

Black light surged wildly on Di Chuan's arm, and the friends who saw this scene changed color one after another, revealing incredible expressions.

"How could it be, his strength ......" countless people exclaimed, and then saw Di Chuan's fist sweep through the sky and smash the bluestone.

"Di Chuan, the peak of martial spirits!" the voice of the middle-aged mad lion clan man sounded slowly.

"He's only eleven years old. ”

"No, maybe, he's obviously a waste, and three months ago he was only a martial artist at the first rank!"

All kinds of discussions filled Di Chuan's ears, and Di Chuan looked back at this scene, with a very satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, as if three years of bitterness had finally been exchanged for today's reward.

Then he said loudly: "I, Dichuan, am the strongest." I'm still a genius. My goal is to become the first master of our tribe......"

Countless people want to refute, but there is no way to refute it, Di Chuan's talent is too strong, he is only eleven years old, and he has reached the realm that many adults can achieve, such a talent is enough to say such a thing.

It's amazing.

The mediocre will be a rare genius, and the talent is far beyond the before, today's tribe is destined to be shocked by the entire news today, and Di Chuan wants to become the man of the hour for the entire tribe and even the surrounding tribes.

"What's going on?"

Suddenly, the middle-aged man of the Wild Lion Clan shouted in a low voice.

Many teenagers saw that the earth cracked, and then one hand after another stretched out from the dirt, and then skeletons crawled out of the dirt.

"What a monster!" a burly young man of the mad lion clan slammed his fist at a skeleton beside him.

"Don't!" shouted the middle-aged lion man.

However, it was too late.

The skeleton deftly dodged the fist and then stabbed out of his arm, through the boy's stomach and through the back.

More and more skeletons crawl out of the ground.

A loud shout exploded between heaven and earth: "Protect the children and the elderly." ”

When the people heard this, their hearts were reassured.

This is the voice of the patriarch.

However, the skeletons have become more and more numerous, and the dead creatures are everywhere, attacking the entire tribe.

"Look for death!" The middle-aged man of the Mad Lion Clan slashed out with a sword, and the black sword aura filled the air, smashing a large number of skeletons.

A figure rose from the middle tribe into the sky, soaring into the sky with a strong dark force.

It was the figure of the patriarch of the Mad Lion Clan.

The patriarch stood in the sky and roared loudly, "Necromancer of the underworld, why did you attack my tribe. ”

In the distance of the sky, a black figure walked slowly, and behind him, followed by a small group of dead creatures, the bodies of these dead creatures exuded a monstrous aura, each of which was no weaker than the patriarch.

The strength of the Heavenly Realm masters is so strong, the fluctuations emanating from their bodies are enough to alarm thousands of miles, not to mention, the aura on the body of the current Yechen servant corpse is in full bloom, and there is no fear, this power that is incompatible with the power of darkness is more likely to alarm others.

This scene not only alarmed the entire Madly Lion tribe, but even several surrounding tribes were also alarmed.

Countless masters flew into the sky and set their sights in the direction of the Wild Lion Clan.

"The mad lion clan, you have offended a great person. ”

"How can this be reasonable, the corpse clan of the underworld dares to kill the people of my dark world. ”

"This corpse kid is crazy. ”

"Hehe, the Wild Lion Clan is also an arrogant race, and now it's finally kicking the high-speed rail board. ”

All kinds of chattering voices rang out in the sky, some sympathetic, some cold, some gloating, and some dissatisfied.

However, no one dared to help the Wild Lion Clan.

The battle of extermination is too common in the dark world, and once anyone does not provoke a master who cannot be provoked, it is easy to invite annihilation.

In this cruel world of the jungle, self-preservation is the most common rule, even if it is an alliance, it depends on what kind of enemy it is.

Yechen's strength was so strong that even the alliance of the Wild Lion Clan chose to forget very wisely at this moment.

Yechen walked step by step, his voice slowly emanated, and he said slowly: "The mad lion clan is arrogant and boundless, dare to sneak attack this seat for no reason when this seat is resting, and now, this seat will give you the punishment of extermination." ”

"This strong man of the corpse clan, you have evidence!" the patriarch of the Wild Lion Clan roared angrily, but such a question was obviously very unconfident.

Isn't it common for the people of the Madly Lion Clan to do this when it comes to innocent sneak attacks on others? Every master who watched the battle knew it, guessed the general situation of the matter, and believed Yechen's words.

"Evidence, what this seat says is evidence!" Yechen said loudly, obviously domineering, the more so, the more convincing Yechen's words became.

The next moment, the patriarch of the Mad Lion Clan actually made a move that Yechen expected, knelt down in midair, appeared very respectful, and said loudly to Yechen: "Honorable lord, please forgive us for our sins, we are willing to compensate you for your losses. ”

"Compensation?" the corners of Yechen's mouth hooked up a faint sneer, "How to compensate!"

The patriarch of the Mad Lion Clan said respectfully, "We are willing to take out half of the wealth of the tribe to appease your anger." I only ask that you can forgive us mad lions. "At this moment, there is no evidence, the patriarch of the Madly Lion Clan no longer dares to mention it.

Forgiveness?Half of the wealth?Yechen held his head, and looked at the patriarch of the Wild Lion Clan with interest, and his smile became more and more weird.

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