The burly cyan man ignored Chief Batu's words, and instead slowly walked towards the crowd in front of him, slowly raising his blood-stained palm.

Today, it is going to use these hands to turn into a butcher's knife and kill this Fubo tribe that once dared to oppose Wanyoumen!!

In the face of this terrible demon, Chief Batu has understood that the tribe has reached the last moment of life and death.

With a bleak smile, he said to the most powerful tribal warriors beside him:

"Stop him with your life...... The rest of you, come with me to summon the Beast Spirit Ancestor. ”

"Chieftain......

All the high-ranking members of the Fubo tribe showed a resolute look on their faces at this moment.

That beast spirit ancestor is the last resort that requires the blood of countless strong men to activate the summoning, and it is the ultimate self-preservation move that cannot be used unless the tribe is alive and dead.

But today...... But it was given to life by the other party ((forced bī)bī) out.

After this battle, even if someone survives, it will definitely be a big loss......

"Send someone to inform High Priest Mo Chaoran of everything that happened here, the demon has been born, and the world is going to be in chaos......"

Batu's last words spread far and wide.

Half an hour later, an earth-shattering roar sounded throughout the Bibo Island, and two incomparably powerful (body shēn) shadows launched an earth-shattering battle......

......

In the western wilderness, the most prosperous city is naturally not Ilanhot in the Mengjili Kingdom.

The ancient city of Dubai, the capital of the Tenzo Kingdom, is known as a paradise made of gold, like a pearl that will never fade, standing on the land of the Western Wilderness.

Now.

At the gate of the city gate of Dubai, two guards of the Heavenly Hidden Kingdom held out their arms to a young man dressed in black with a strange appearance:

"You need to be checked to get into town. ”

"Huh?"

The strange man raised his head with a faint smile on his face, and only a pair of eyes were incomparably deep and dark, like two black holes, which could sink into the soul of a person.

"Hehe, I don't know if I should say that you two are lucky, or if this Dubai City is lucky?"

The strange man seemed to have given up his plan to enter the city, and he glanced at the two guards evilly, making the two of them suddenly fall into an ice cave, and they were terrified to the extreme.

"The kingdom of Luo, the city of Hui (日rì)...... Let's go there first......"

The demonic man muttered a sentence in his mouth, and then the whole person flew up out of thin air, turned into a streamer of light in the sky, and disappeared above the nine heavens in an instant.

The remaining two guards and the people of Dubai looked at the sky like ghosts.

"Flying...... The ...... of the strong man who breaks the sea"

......

"What? What did you say?"

Lin Yang et al

Not long after the person sat down in the palace of the Mengji Kingdom, Mo Chaoran stood up in shock.

At his feet, kneeling was a warrior of the Hun (body shēn) Fubo tribe with blood flowers, and the shocking news of the tribe was transmitted.

Everyone was shocked by the news and was speechless for a long time.

The power of one person crushes the entire tribe.

The great chieftain of the tribe made sacrifices (身shēn) and summoned the ancestors of the beast spirits to be able to repel the strong enemy.

However, nearly half of the high-ranking personnel of the entire Fubo tribe were killed or wounded, and the losses were much more tragic than those of the Mengjili Kingdom.

Mo Chaoran, a middle-aged priest who has always been calm and calm, did not speak for a whole minute at this moment, only saw his upper and lower lips constantly opening and closing, and an unspeakable grief and anger were about to burst this man's heart.

"Brother Mo......"

Huang Sheng next to him couldn't help but call.

Mo Chaoran didn't respond.

And at this moment, Lin Yang next to him suddenly stood up (body shēn), and his brows furrowed tightly:

"The other party's next target...... It should be the Tianzang Kingdom, the Tianxia Business Alliance, and the Falling (Ri) Kingdom!"

That's right!

Everyone reacted at once.

This action of the Ten Thousand Pyloric Gate is obviously aimed at all the horses who participated in the operation of Lei Yunze that day, Meng Jili and the Fubo tribe have already suffered, and the remaining goals are very clear.

"Go and inquire about Dubai City. Prince Baker immediately couldn't sit still.

And Huang Shang slapped his head and shouted: "It's a disaster!" Today, in the blue sea, Ruyi, the king of the sunset, and the father of Gongzi Lin all gathered in the city...... Today is the (日rì) sub of the Ten Great Martial Arts of the Kingdom of Luo. ”

Before the words fell, Lin Yang's (身shēn) form had already rushed towards the gate of the palace (殿diàn).

But halfway through, he passed by Mo Chaoran, whose face (yin yīn) was gloomy.

This man, who has always pursued naturalism, seems to understand the cruelty of the law of the jungle at this moment:

Blind kindness in this world will only make oneself a blood food to be bullied, and only oneself is fierce and strong enough to be able to protect one's own heart (love) from harm.

Lin Yang snapped out a Qiankun bag and threw it to Mo Chaoran:

"Inside are ten pieces of silver king armor, and the specific usage method is also inside, gather your core masters, and go to Izumo Kingdom Cloud City to take refuge first...... Wait for me to come back. ”

"Lin Yang ......"

Mo Chaoran didn't expect Lin Yang to lend a helping hand at this time, and before he had time to say a word of gratitude, Lin Yang's (body shēn) shadow had already rushed out of the gate and went straight to the teleportation hall (hall diàn).

His heart was very uneasy.

Hui (日rì) City, may be about to usher in a huge crisis!!

......

Today's Hui (Rirì) City can be described as a banner exhibition, a sea of people, gongs and drums, and firecrackers.

Triennial

The Ten Young Martial Arts Tournament has always been the most important event in the Kingdom of Luo, and young martial artists from all over the country will gather in Hui (Rirì) City to present a wonderful martial arts drama for everyone.

Moreover, this year's martial arts meeting was particularly grand, not only all the high-level leaders of the Luo (Ri) Kingdom were present, but also fortunate to invite the two five-star treasurers of the World Business Alliance, Lin Haoyuan, the king of the neighboring Izumo Kingdom, and the heads of the three nearby kingdoms to watch the ceremony collectively to celebrate the prosperity of the Luo (Ri) Kingdom in the past three years.

The Qingjie Martial Arts Association is divided into three days, the first two days are the long preliminary stage, nearly 1,000 players from all over the country have competed fiercely, and a total of 16 finalists have been produced, and the final fierce battle will be held today.

In the morning, before dawn, the largest competitive square in Hui City, the Xu (Rirì) stage, was already filled with nearly 100,000 spectators.

The heads of people all over the mountains and the voices of people like a tsunami rendered this ring into the most magnificent stage in heaven and earth.

Everyone was looking forward to the sixteen young powerhouses who appeared today, who were the future warrior light of the Setting (Ri) Kingdom and even the entire southwest region.

And on the high rostrum, several kings sat side by side, exuding endless honor and majesty.

The most unusual thing is that on today's rostrum, the person sitting in the middle is not the kings of the kingdoms next to him, but the monarch of a small county, Lin Haoyuan.

In the past, Lin Haoyuan was almost not qualified to participate in this level of grand event, but now, because of Lin Yang's relationship and the marriage contract between the country of Luo (日rì) and the Izumo country that has been made public (the old king of the country of Luo (日rì) refuses to dissolve it), Lin Haoyuan's status can be said to have skyrocketed, and he is the highest status monarch in the entire southwest region.

The old king of the sunset, the father of Princess Xiaoxiang, was named Xiaoran.

He is almost sixty years old this year, but he is extremely well maintained, and he looks no more than in his early forties, and he still looks heroic.

This is a male lord in the southwest region second only to Prince Baker, Pua Man and others, he sits on the stage, his expression is sometimes friendly, sometimes majestic, sometimes waving to the people below, sometimes smiling and talking with the king of the big country next to him, with a great country demeanor.

After all the entertainment was over, this Xiao Ran sat back on his throne steadily, his eyes were solemn, his eyes were not squinting, but his lips were gently opening and closing, and he talked to Lin Haoyuan next to him in a very subtle voice:

"Brother Lin, do you see if the Silver King Armor will find a way to allocate ten pieces to my Falling (Ri) Country...... The number is too small, not enough points......"

Next to him, Lin Haoyuan was greeting a monarch of the kingdom with a smile.

"Long time no see, long time no see......," suddenly this one made a soft reply:

"Lao Xiao, you can't be too greedy, the Falling (Sun) Kingdom has already taken the first step to have the Silver King Armor, and you still want to ask my son to ......?"

"Brother Lin, we are not a brotherly federation, what we said is good to share honor and disgrace?"

"Brother, settle accounts...... I don't think I have settled the accounts yet...... Yo, nine thousand years old, hello hello! I don't see many (日rì), (身shēn) Zi Gu is still so tough!"

Xiao Ran rolled his eyes for a while.

(End of chapter)