In the middle of the night, there was a roar in my ears!

Luo Yang woke up and was staying in a hotel that specialized in receiving merchants from the north and south.

The inn is very small, because the Yuntian clan is a strong clan, high in the sky, and it is already extraordinarily generous to be able to take out a piece of territory in the city to accept people from other clans.

On the territory of the Yuntian Clan, even other strong clans have to live according to their rules, and there are a series of control regulations.

"What's going on outside?" Luo Yang yawned and asked the Mo Qing merchant in the lower bunk. Wan Miao Inspiration did not give advance warning, indicating that the roar did not pose a threat to him for the time being.

This merchant is also surnamed Mo, and he is from the Mo Qing clan, but he and Mo Lingtian are like two creatures, with similar limbs to humans, with a pair of garlic eyes, blue skin, and four slender ears to listen to the sound, and his complexion suddenly changed drastically.

"Oh, I'm going to go, I'm unlucky, listening to the sound is a bloody wave that has not been encountered in a hundred years. Lao Mo's ears instantly drooped, and his complexion became worse and worse.

"What is the bloody wave?" Don't look at Luo Yang's new arrival, but he is very familiar with Lao Mo, because both of them love to drink, and they are heroes in the wine country, and they have a feeling of sympathy for each other.

You can't deny the entire Mo Qing clan just because you met Mo Lingtian, the real Mo Qing clan people are very kind, and the Yuntian clan is mostly arrogant and domineering. So after a few days of work, Luo Yang not only followed Lao Mo's small caravan to the Yunmo clan, but also slept in the upper and lower bunks with Lao Mo.

"Brother, we're unlucky, this time my brother has suffered a heavy loss!" Lao Mo took out a long pipe from the side of the bed, lit the pipe and took a few puffs, when the tobacco turned red and reflected his face, he said after a long time: "The blood wave is very terrifying, it is the blood and evil qi formed by the bones of the ten thousand clans suppressed by the four hundred and eighty-eight Dragon Eagle Cities here.

Of course, it may not be as exaggerated as the bones of ten thousand races, but it is definitely more than five thousand races.

Don't look at the masters of the Yuntian Clan, who pursue the ethereal way, boast of peace, and spread good words, but in fact they hide their iron blood and violence in the dark side.

The sea of blood pressed by more than 400 dragon eagle towns is a testimony, the masters of the Yuntian clan want to kill the promoted venerable, and the promoted emperor wants to kill, often go out to kill the entire clan, and then bring back a large number of corpses and bones, and send them underground to cultivate xenomorph blood beasts.

In fact, the Yuntian Clan only becomes introverted when they are promoted to the Sage, and the people who tell the truth over the years have been wiped out by them, so the outside world still thinks that this clan is so peaceful!

Seeing Lao Mo spitting out the fog, Luo Yang smiled and said: "Brother Mo, your ability to control the smoke is really amazing, and you will definitely not hear our brothers talking outside." That's too careful, though. ”

"Hey, I'm just a fart, if I have real skills, I won't lower my head and drill into the Yuntian Clan? Also, the surging tide of blood proves that the evil qi in the ground has overflowed, and it will last for at least a month, and my batch of goods will not be able to catch up with the delivery time, and I will have to lose two years of hard work. ”

Old Mo is good, he really treats Luo Yang as a little brother. It was also important that he didn't think that a sect level with a dark career mark could hurt him.

In Luo Yang's current state, after entering the territory of the Yuntian Clan, he is not a threat in the eyes of anyone, I am afraid that he is not even as good as a beggar on the street.

The beggars are still at the division level! They are much stronger than the almost crippled sect level.

When he first saw the world, Luo Yang realized how strong the strong clan really was! Many young people of the Yuntian Clan who had not yet reached adulthood had already entered the sect level, and the number of honorable ranks was higher than that of human sects, and it was much higher.

The imperial level is called "imperial master" here, and the word "great power" is rejected, because in the eyes of most Yuntian clan masters, only those who enter the holy level can be called great power.

In addition, Luo Yang learned about the rules of race strength and weakness, and the definition of the Yuntian clan was completely different from the definition of human beings!

Those who occupy less than 500 provinces are classified as Han tribes. Between 500 and 3,000 provinces, they are counted as weak clans. Starting from the 3,000 provinces, it is divided into lower strong, medium strong, and upper strong, and each level needs to rise by 2,000 provinces.

Among the strong races, it is necessary to pay attention to the concept of "ancient strong races", because many ancient races have unfathomable heritage, so there will be various bonuses when estimating the comprehensive strength of the race.

When the number of provinces reaches 10,000, they are eligible to be called clansmen.

However, if any race wants to rise to the ranks of the great clans, there are strict quantitative regulations for emperor-level masters, saint-level masters, and even god-level storage zài, and it is impossible for a little worse to dominate ten thousand provinces.

In this way, human beings are only the rising stars of the Han race, although it is very fast to break through from the Han race to the weak race, but the background is much worse than those old races, and even the Colin race can't compare.

All night, there was a rumbling and explosion outside the city, and the heavens and the earth were full of red blood, and even when the sun rose in the morning, it did not recede.

Lao Mo frowned, and asked Luo Yang to accompany him to drink wine all night, and he didn't fall asleep until morning.

In the next month, no matter which way of business, there is no way to leave Dragon Eagle City, so they can only stay in the inn honestly, and they are restricted to freedom, and they can only operate in the foreign trade zone.

Luo Yang was energetic and couldn't sleep during the day, so he went downstairs with his hands behind his back, said hello to the innkeeper, and walked outside.

As soon as he walked out of the hotel, he saw that the sky was dimly red, and when he looked at the sun, it was like a dozen layers of red glass, and there was a feeling of emptiness.

Without taking a few steps, there was a loud "rumbling" sound in the sky above the city, Luo Yang's eyes widened in disbelief, and he saw one after another overlord blood dragons appear, frantically hitting the force field protective layer above the city with their bodies.

"That's not wrong, it's the Overlord Blood Canglong, but it's not transformed by Ying Long, it's a relatively ordinary quadrant monster that has been transformed and gradually transformed, although it's not as good as a baby, but this number is ......" Luo Yang was shocked, it was difficult to find a Tyrant Blood Canglong in the human territory, but it was infested in groups here, and frantically attacked the city.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

There was a roar in the sky above the city, and hundreds of tall figures appeared, all of them were high-level masters, and many of them had already touched the edge of the imperial level.

The first one crossed his arms and snorted coldly: "Evil beasts, they come out to make trouble every once in a while, this time is different from the past, you dare to destroy the blood-patterned beast ranch, you can't be spared!"

Soon, the sky set off gorgeous fluctuations, and Luo Yang hurriedly lowered his head. Because the light was so strong, it hurt to stab my eyes, and I made up my mind to find an opportunity to explore the bloody wave, but not now.

Five or six minutes later, Luo Yang came to the Foreign Affairs Trade Zone, where many merchants had already gathered, especially the merchants who transported "fresh goods" put out the goods and were in a hurry.

Suddenly, someone shouted: "Little brother, come here, you are Lao Mo's subordinate, right? I just received a batch of slaves here, and I am of the same race as you, do you want to?"