After the voice sounded, something wonderful happened.

The oppression in the air suddenly vanished.

The young officer Tongwen only felt that the blood in his body seemed to be flowing smoothly again.

The generals who were silent all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

On the seat on one side, a lazy figure holding his chin in one hand sat crookedly, as if watching the excitement, a round-faced young man who was not good-looking, who looked to be in his twenties, with a strange smile on his chubby face, as if he didn't care about anything.

It was the first prince of the Demon Spider Clan that Ye Qingyu met when he first entered the Tianguan trial of the Qing Jiang Realm-Mo Jin.

"I forgot to tell you, I ordered me not to swallow the sky and slaughter the city. The round-faced prince Mo Jin gently picked up the brocade silk on the bookcase that was half stained by the sudden dripping thick ink, squinted slightly, and a trace of sharp essence slipped under his eyes.

When the violent Prince Mo Feng heard this, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and his gaze immediately turned to the round-faced Prince Mo Jin.

"What? Is it your order? Why? If you directly order the slaughter of the city and kill these cheap races cleanly, it won't be as troublesome as it is today! Now that Streamer City has fallen into the hands of the human race again, swallowing the sky and dying in battle, and the Twin Holy Sons of the Spider have also turned into ashes, chickens and eggs have been beaten, and it has become such a mess, who will pay for this?"

The violent prince Mo Feng said in an aggressive tone.

As soon as these words came out, the generals of the Demon Spider Clan behind the violent Prince Mo Feng seemed to be told their hearts, and their eyes also showed doubts and forbearance.

The round-faced prince Mo Jin raised his eyes lightly and looked at Mo Feng.

His lips twitched slightly, as if to say something.

But when he looked around and saw the looks of the generals around him, all of a sudden, he lost the desire to continue.

A faint smile with a hint of pity in his helplessness was fleeting on the face of the round-faced prince Mo Jin, and he said lazily: "Well, your question, you asked it well, listen well, I will give you the answer seriously - then I will bear it, what's the big deal...... Hahaha, are you satisfied with this answer?"

After finishing speaking, the round-faced prince Mo Jin closed his eyes comfortably, cocked Erlang's legs, and no longer paid attention to the violent prince Mo Feng and the others.

"You" The violent prince Mo Feng looked at the round-faced prince Mo Jin with a cynical look, and he was furious in his heart, and he was about to make a big deal right now.

But in the next moment, a trace of reason made him hold back.

Although they are both princes of the Demon Spider Clan, not all princes have the same status.

Although he Mo Feng is older and has been famous for a longer time in the Demon Spider Clan, in terms of status, he is inferior to this young Mo Feng, just because of one reason-

Blood.

Although the round-faced prince Mo Jin is young, the blood flowing in his body is more pure and pure, closer to the ancient ancestors of the Demon Spider Clan, with seventy percent of the original bloodline, while the blood in the body of the violent prince Mo Feng is less than thirty percent of the original blood.

The concentration of primordial blood determines the height that the Demon Spider Clan can reach.

A young demon spider like the round-faced prince Mo Jin, although his qualifications are very shallow, his bloodline is destined to have huge capital and status as soon as he is born.

In the early years, the violent prince Mo Feng could also use his seniority, youth and strength to slightly suppress the round-faced prince Mo Jin, but in the past few years, with the rapid growth of Mo Jin's strength, the Yuan is bloodline has continued to exert its power, and its status has risen sharply in the entire Demon Spider Clan.

Especially after Mo Jin's brother, who is known as the brother with the purest blood in history, was defeated in a battle with Blood Vine in the Tianguan trial, and was finally killed by the disciples of Taiyi Sect, Mo Jin's status was even more crazy.

Now, the violent prince has no way to take the round-faced prince Mojin.

His face changed rapidly, and in the end, the violent prince could only grit his teeth, suppress the anger in his heart, and said stupidly: "Hmph, let's see." When this is done, return to the clan and see how you explain to the patriarch and the council of elders!"

The round-faced prince shrugged and did not speak.

The anger in the heart of the violent prince Mo Feng was about to explode.

He turned around suddenly, set his eyes on the Streamer City in the distance, and sneered: "The lives of the Heaven-Swallowing and Xuanzhu Twin Holy Sons will not be wasted, I must let these damn Terran lowly seeds repay ten million times over!"

After speaking, he looked at the general of the Demon Spider Clan who was kneeling on the ground, and shouted categorically: "Follow me on the expedition!

When the powerhouses of the Demon Spider Clan heard this, they all had eager expressions, and there was a cruel and fierce light in their eyes.

The violent prince Mo Feng looked at everyone's expressions with satisfaction, nodded with satisfaction, and glanced demonstratively at the round-faced prince Mo Jin, who was as steady as Mount Tai, snorted lightly, flicked his cloak, and walked out of the camp majestically.

The other powerhouses followed suit and left the tent.

There was a sudden silence in the tent.

Except for the round-faced prince Mojin, only the young officer Wentong was left in the tent.

The atmosphere was a bit quiet and silent.

Wen Tong had a sad look on his face, and his brows were furrowed: "My lord"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, the round-faced prince Mo Jin waved his hand lightly and said with a smile: "I know what you want to say, don't worry, let them go...... By the way, in the battle of Streamer City the day before yesterday, you did a good job, and you have retained the strength of the Sky Swallowing Camp to the greatest extent. ”

Wentong showed a look of gratitude on his face, and then sighed and said: "The adults are hard, but they don't understand, and they still question the adults so much."

He knew in his heart that the reason why Mojin ordered not to slaughter the city was because he had a more far-reaching plan.

Anyone with a little bit of brains will understand that if you want to change the status quo of the Demon Spider Clan, it is impossible to rely on brutal suppression and slaughter alone.

Although the innate strength of the demon race is unmatched, and the physical strength is strong, it is much easier to cultivate than the human race, but although the total number of demon races is quite a lot, and most of them are low-level monsters, the number of high-level demons who really have spiritual intelligence is very small, and the fecundity of high-level demons is very low, on the other hand, the human race, although congenitally weak, but the spiritual intelligence of the human race is innate side by side with the high-level demons, not to mention the terrible fecundity of the human race!

If you want to develop the entire clan of the Demon Spider Clan and get the entire clan out of the primitive state of drinking blood, it is difficult to rely on the strength of the few high-level demons of the Demon Spider Clan!

But if the Terrans can be used, such a large group will be a big help!

Although Wentong is a demon, sometimes he has to admire the wisdom of the human race, and ordinary human beings can make exquisite organs, instruments, and tools, if they can popularize these wisdom crystals of the human race to the demon spider race, they will be of great help.

Among the entire Demon Spider Clan, this round-faced prince can be regarded as the first person in hundreds of years to truly realize this and have the ability to change.

But even with his princely dignity, it is still very difficult to completely change the Demon Spider Clan.

Over the years, His Royal Highness Prince Mojin does not know how many obstacles he has encountered.

He looked at His Royal Highness the Prince who seemed to be cynical in front of him, and his heart was full of thoughts, and many words were unspeakable for a while.

The round-faced prince Mo Jin chuckled: "It's okay, if my clan wants to get rid of this status quo, it can't be achieved overnight, the meal must be eaten one bite at a time, and things must be done step by step, there is no step to the sky in this world." ”

After Mo Jin finished speaking, he squinted his eyes and rubbed his temples with his left hand, as if he remembered something, and then asked, "The talisman is still in your hand, right?"

Wentong immediately said: "Yes, the talisman is still in the hands of his subordinates. ”

As he spoke, the brilliance in Wentong's hand flashed, and a palm-sized black spider-shaped sigil appeared in his hand, and a faint ink-colored brilliance flowed on several Xuanao marks with a primordial aura on the runes.

It is such a palm-sized rune, but it represents the supreme will of the Demon Spider Clan.

With the talisman in hand, the entire Heaven-Swallowing Battalion Legion listens to the order!

Wen Tong respectfully held up the talisman with both hands and presented it to the round-faced prince Mojin.

The round-faced prince Mo Jin opened his eyes and glanced at the talisman in Wentong's hand, this talisman that represented supreme power in the eyes of others, but in his eyes it seemed to be worthless.

He shook his head lightly: "You take it, go out and pass on my orders, the army must not move rashly, stand by in the camp, and do not follow Mo Feng to conquer Streamer City, if there is a disobedience to the order, military law will deal with it!"

Wen Tong said with a solemn expression: "Subordinates obey orders!"

Mo Jin paused for a moment and continued: "Oh, by the way, also, the herald refining the cang, stay prepared, and don't act rashly! As for Mo Feng and his men, let them go." ”

"Yes!" Wentong saluted respectfully, then turned and walked out of the tent.

The round-faced prince Mojin looked at Wentong's firm steps thoughtfully

Streamer City.

Ye Qingyu, Hu Bugui, and innkeeper Ling Xiaoran, Chen Zhengliang and other Terran powerhouses stood on the city wall, watching the Demon Spider Clan's camp in the distance and the Demon Spider Clan's battleship in the sky landing in the Demon Spider Clan's camp.

The innkeeper Ling Xiaoran's face was heavy, and he lowered his head and pondered for a long time, before he said slowly: "If we can hold on for a few more days, the reinforcements of our Immortal God Emperor Sect will be able to arrive, which can increase our help." It's just that now the army of the Demon Spider Clan is coming to the city, eyeing the tiger, I'm afraid it will ......"

He originally wanted to say something to boost his morale, but in the end, even he realized that there was no point in saying those words.

Chen Zhengliang's eyebrows were tightly twisted together, his fists were clenched, and he said resolutely: "No matter whether the reinforcements can come in time or not, we must hold on to the death, and we must not let Streamer City fall into the hands of the Demon Spider Clan again!"

Old man Zheng frowned, and said in a deep voice: "First divide the manpower to lay a defensive barrier outside the city, and the rest of the manpower"

Suddenly.

There was a deafening roar in the sky, which was terrifying.

Everyone raised their eyes and looked into the air, and the direction of the Demon Spider Clan's camp had changed, and a thick black demonic qi suddenly surged, as if it was a pillar of wolf smoke, and it burst up, and the rolling demonic qi surged like waves in the direction of Streamer City.

The sky was like a clean silk silk that suddenly poured a basin of ink, and the stars and moon were gone.

In the blink of an eye, black magic clouds covered half of the sky.

On the black oppressive demon cloud, hundreds of fierce and vicious demon powerhouses appeared.

The huge coercion came from the body of the demon powerhouse, wrapped in the demon cloud, tumbling over, and a murderous aura forced towards the Streamer City from the sky!

The second more.

I was locked in a small black room for a long time in the morning, so I came out late and continued to code.

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