Morrowind could have such a mind, which no one would have imagined.

However, such thoughts, everyone is likely to have zài.

After all, not everyone is willing to be subservient.

If it weren't for Iron Desolation's absolute strength, if it weren't for the fact that Morrowind had been loyal to Tiehuang for a long time, if it weren't for the limitations of the situation, Morrowind wouldn't have thought about killing Tiehuang together.

Every Qiē of the Iron Wilderness will make him.

Iron Waste's perception will be his, Iron Waste's physical strength, in the future, can make him a peerless powerhouse, and the person who will lead the demon race in the future will not be Iron Waste, but the ambitious Morning Wind.

Although Morrowind has blazing ambitions, he doesn't have the ability or guts.

Since they were summoned to the lower realm by the Iron Desolation, let them fight each other and choose, and the day they stood out, they have been branded as the Iron Desolation.

In their hearts, Tie Huang is the undefeated god of war, their sky, and their dependence.

When Chenfeng was dissatisfied in his heart, Tie Huang continued: "You have also experienced some of the bloodshed and cruelty I experienced during the low period of my realm, and you must understand how bitter and helpless those things are. ”

"That's exactly what your lord said!"

Xiaoyao bowed his head slightly, and said: "The cruelty experienced by adults was also experienced when I was weak, and my subordinates can understand the feelings of adults!"

"Exactly!" Morrowind came back to his senses and said, "I believe that no one wants to go through that kind of thing a second time, and I am no exception!"

They have also experienced such a cruel reality, which is very unforgettable.

Their words are absolutely true.

That kind of horror and cruelty, even if it is an iron famine. I don't want to go through it a second time.

"At first, my dream was to become a glorious warrior, expand the territory for my clan, and achieve the supreme prestige of my clan!"

"Yet. As time went on, I found that reality was getting farther and farther away from my dreams, and that's when I started to reflect on what exactly I wanted!"

Tie Huang soothed his mood, as if he was recalling something. After a long time, he said: "Many years have passed, and that year, I have just entered the True God Realm. When we go out to carry out the tasks assigned by the clan, we are a few True God Realm powerhouses to destroy a small force, just because that small force has a sixth-grade mortal-level secret treasure!"

Speaking of this, Tie Huang smiled self-deprecatingly, and continued: "The leader of that small force is just a demon cultivator who has just entered the sixth order of the demon clan. That mortal-level secret treasure is gone, it's really gone!"

And so. Let's go back and restore our lives!" Tie Huang said lightly: "The reason why we killed that force is that our leader covets the mortal-level secret treasure of that demon cultivator, so he let us carry out this mission! But what makes people angry is that it became our fault not to bring back the mortal-level secret treasure. That boss of ours is going to kill us!"

"Huh!"

Tie Huang laughed self-deprecatingly again, and a trace of white mist suddenly appeared in his eyes.

This scene fell into the eyes of Morrowind and Xiaoyao, and they were shocked.

They understood that the wisp of white mist was the tears of the iron wilderness.

It's as strong as Iron Waste, how can you cry?

Why does a tough guy like him want to cry and shed tears when he mentions those past events? Who can understand the bitterness in the middle?

A man who stands up to the sky, in the past countless years, has experienced a lot of blood and killing, cruelty and misery, and his heart has long been honed like iron and stone.

However, this is the case, the past events can actually evoke the bitter memories in his heart, so how heart-wrenching and helpless should the scene of that year be?

Listen with your eyes shining like a faithful listener.

Although Chenfeng thought about it, he still treated Tie Huang with great respect, and he also pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the past of Tie Famine.

They all know that Tie Huang and them must not be nonsense, and there must be his intentions.

Now they don't know what the Iron Wilderness means when they say this, but they know to listen carefully and remember with their hearts.

"Hehe, do you know? For a mere mortal-level secret treasure, my boss is going to kill a few of us, a few of our brothers, and he has been born and died for decades, and there is always hard work without merit, right?"

Tie Huang said self-deprecatingly: "That guy sent someone to kill us, several brothers, in order to keep others alive, they were unfortunately hunted and killed, I was protected by several brothers, and escaped from the siege, but I also suffered a lot of injuries, my body was almost shattered, and the spiritual platform was almost shattered, which was extremely miserable!"

"From then on, I lived a life of outlaw, thinking day and night, is this the demon clan I am desperately loyal to?

Speaking of this, Tie Huang's face finally regained his calmness, and he squinted his eyes and said: "In the days that followed, I fled for my life and lived a life without security! After a long time, I gradually understood that the essence of this world is that the law of the jungle is to follow the law of the jungle, and everyone fights for their own interests!"

Oh, yes!

Xiaoyao is a person who understands.

The law of the jungle, where there are people, there will be gaps, there will be classes, there will be greed and ambition, there will be infinite chaos and fighting.

For example, in mortals, the rich face the poor, I have money, you don't have money, I have food, you have, then I won't help you, the rich will still exploit and oppress the poor.

Such is called being rich and unkind.

I'm a bandit, I can rob you when I see anyone who has money, you can't beat me, you deserve to be unlucky, your money, in my hands, is mine.

Such is robbery.

Another example is the government's suppression of bandits, and the seized material money, I can not report it, every qiē is mine, and it has nothing to do with the country.

This is a thousand miles for officials and only for money.

If a country is strong and its neighbors are weak, then the king of a strong country will inevitably have the idea of destroying the weak country and use it to strengthen the territory of his own country.

Such is called the war of Chiguoguo.

Xiaoyao took a deep breath and asked, "So, how did the adults have a strong cultivation?"

"That's a question I'll naturally say!"

Tie Huang glanced back at Chenfeng, and saw that Chenfeng was also puzzled, and said, "Chenfeng, you also want to know this question, right?"

"Yes!" Morrowind nodded respectfully.

Although Chenfeng was very respectful, because he was still thinking about something else in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a little weak, and he didn't even dare to look directly into Tie Huang's eyes, so he could only quietly lower his head.

He didn't dare to look at Tie Huang, he was afraid that Tie Huang would perceive what was in his heart.

"During that time, while I was on the run, I was thinking about it, and gradually understood the nature of the world, so I began to bloody and killing, bullying the weak, meeting the weak, robbing other people's things, if you meet someone who can't be provoked, then protect yourself, how far away to hide!"

"Thousands of years have passed, and my cultivation is getting higher and higher, but I am getting farther and farther away from my original dream!" Tie Huang calmed down and said, "A thousand years have passed, and I have become a powerful general of the Demon Clan, nominally fighting for my clan in all directions, sweeping up injustices. But in fact, he is accumulating capital, winning over his subordinates, and working hard to become stronger!"

"Another thousand years have passed, and the last Demon Lord of the Black Demon Clan died in battle, and I naturally sat on the throne of the Demon Lord, but my ambition is not limited to this?"

"My goal is to become the patriarch of the demon race, and then lead the demon race to unify the continent of the gods, conquer other races, and make them crawl and tremble under the power of my race!"

Tie Huang did not hesitate to say his ambitions, and he never concealed anything, just expressed his inner red fruit in this way, and there was no taboo at all.

He has been asleep for 10,000 years, and all the words that have been held in his heart are said endlessly today, like the Yellow River bursting its banks.

Xiaoyao and Morrowind are the listeners, and he Tie Huang is the protagonist, and he begins to recall his bitter past, wanting to vomit as soon as possible, and don't want to hold it in his heart anymore.

"After I ascended to the throne of the Demon Lord of the Black Demon Clan, my suppressed heart erupted like a river bursting its banks and a torrent, and began to change the secret fight to the open battle, and I have the strength to guarantee it, just ask the entire Demon Clan, how many people are my opponents?"

"At that time, when an order went down, millions of corpses were ambushed, rivers of blood flowed, dozens of millions of living beings perished at every turn, countless large and small forces, and many amazing young powerhouses, under my order, either became my command or perished!"

At this moment, Tie Huang's face was infinitely crazy, and a monstrous coercion suddenly erupted, sweeping for dozens of miles.

At this moment, the black devil within a radius of dozens of miles, no matter what he was doing, would stop the task in hand and bow in the direction of the demon lord.

The power of a thought is as strong as this!

Xiaoyao and Chenfeng, who were closest to the Iron Wilderness, only felt that a monstrous force suddenly swept over, and their bodies seemed to be carrying the peaks of 10,000 catties, and they felt that their knees were about to break.

The demonic qi in his body was about to move, and his body was about to be crushed.

At the moment when they could not bear it, Tie Huang retracted his momentum, and the coercion in the air naturally disappeared, and he regained his calm.

"It's so strong!"

Xiaoyao has only one thought in his heart, and the rest is all fiery madness, as well as infinite admiration, and the yearning of the heart, and that's it.

"Is this the True God Realm? It's really strong, I don't know if there will be such a powerful power after I advance to the True God? Will I be able to surpass the Demon Lord in the future?"

Chenfeng muttered to himself in his heart, but his face showed a deep sense of shock, which made people look at it, and they couldn't find fault at all.

It's just that this kind of heart and this ability to forbear can make many people out of reach, and it is difficult to catch up with the horse.

After all, this is the calmness and calmness that Morrowind has experienced for a hundred years, and it is something that no one can learn in a short period of time.

How can the character of the mind cultivated in a hundred years be learned by others in a short period of time?

Take this point as an example, even Xiaoyao is more than inferior to Morrowind, and this forbearance and heart are something he does not have.