Emperor of Death

Chapter 1714 Extermination of the Clan ([-])

"one two Three……"

On the flat ground in the middle of the fortress, a group of Wild Lion children were loudly shouted by the master, punching punch after punch very seriously.

The children are big and small, the young ones are only two or three years old, and the big ones are in their twenties.

"Cultivation is a very arduous process." The wild lion tribe taught the big man who practiced to walk in the crowd, making a sound like a bell, "Only by working hard and not afraid of sweating, can we bleed less in the future. We Only the Wild Lion Clan can continue to survive in this wilderness."

"Stop!" The middle-aged man of the Wild Lion Clan shouted, "Now, everyone, line up for the test!"

The teenagers stepped forward and punched a blue stone placed in the open space.

"Jia Luo, the first level of martial arts!"

"Li Jia, rank three martial artist!"

After receiving these, many children were surprised and showed envious eyes.

The middle-aged man of the Wild Lion tribe kept reporting his name and cultivation level, making the children compete 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, Di Chuan is going up." In the crowd, countless people discussed, and then looked at Di Chuan with mocking eyes.

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

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

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

Afterwards, Di Chuan closed his eyes, and said in a low voice, "What you owe me, you have to pay back! Today is my moment!"

Black light frantically surged on Di Chuan's arm, and the friends who saw this scene changed their colors one after another, showing incredulous expressions.

"How could it be, his power..." Countless people exclaimed, and then saw Di Chuan's fist flying across the sky, and smashed hard on the bluestone.

"Di Chuan, the pinnacle of martial arts!" The voice of the middle-aged man from the Lion tribe slowly sounded.

"He's only 11 years old."

"No, maybe, he is obviously a waste, three months ago he was only a first-rank martial artist!"

Various discussions filled Di Chuan's ears. Di Chuan looked back at this scene with a very satisfied smile on his lips, as if three years of bitterness had finally paid off today.

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

Countless people want to refute it, but there is no way to refute it. Di Chuan's talent is too strong. He is only 11 years old, and he has reached a level that only many adults can achieve. Such a talent is enough to say such a thing.

Amazing.

The mediocrity has met the rare genius again, and the talent is far more than before. Today's tribe is destined to be shocked by the whole news today, and Di Chuan will become a man of influence in the whole tribe and even the surrounding tribes.

"what happened?"

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

Many teenagers saw that the ground split open one after another, and then one hand after another stretched out from the mud, and then a skeleton crawled out of the mud.

"What monster!" A burly young man of the Lion Clan punched a skeleton next to him fiercely.

"No!" The middle-aged Wild Lion clansman shouted loudly.

However, it was too late.

The skeleton avoided the fist very deftly, then thrust his arm out, through the teenager's stomach, and out the back.

More and more skeletons crawled out of the ground.

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

When everyone heard the words, they were determined.

This is the voice of the patriarch.

However, the number of skeletons has become more and more, and dead creatures are everywhere, attacking the entire tribe.

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

A figure rose into the sky from the tribe in the middle, and rushed straight into the sky with a strong force of darkness.

It was the figure of the head of the Wild Lion Clan.

The patriarch stood in the sky and shouted loudly: "Necromancer in the underworld, why did you attack my tribe?"

In the distance of the sky, a black figure came slowly, behind him, followed by a small group of dead creatures. These dead creatures exuded a monstrous aura, and none of them were weaker than the patriarch.

How powerful is the power of the masters of the heavenly realm, and the fluctuations emitted by them are enough to shock thousands of miles around, not to mention, the aura of the Yechen servant body is fully blooming, without fear, this is incompatible with the power of darkness , it is easier to alarm other people.

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

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

"The Wild Lion Clan has offended such a big shot."

"It's unreasonable, the corpse clan in the underworld dare to kill people from my dark world."

"This corpse kid is too crazy."

"Hehe, the Wild Lion Clan is also an arrogant race, and now they are finally kicking the iron plate."

All kinds of comments sounded in the sky, some were sympathetic, some were sarcastic, some were gloating, and some were dissatisfied.

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

Genocide wars are so common in the dark world. Once someone who is not good at provoking a master who cannot be provoked can easily lead to disaster.

In this cruel world where the jungle preys on the weak, it is the most common rule to do things wisely and protect oneself. Even if it is an alliance, it depends on what kind of enemy it is.

The strength shown by Yechen is so strong that even the alliance of the Wild Lion Clan wisely chose to forget at this moment.

Yechen walked step by step, his voice slowly spread, and he said slowly: "The wild lion clan is arrogant, dare to attack me for no reason when I am resting, now, I will give you the punishment of extermination .”

"This strong man of the Corpse Clan, you have evidence!" the head of the Wild Lion Clan roared, but such a question was obviously very unfounded.

Don't the Wild Lions often do things like attacking innocent people?All the masters who watched the battle knew it well, guessed the outline of the matter, and believed Yechen's words.

"Evidence, what I say is evidence!" Ye Chen said loudly, showing extremely domineering, the more so, the more convincing Ye Chen's words were.

The next moment, the patriarch of the Wild Lion Clan did what Yechen expected. He knelt down in mid-air, showing great respect, and said loudly to Yechen: "My lord, please forgive our sins. We are willing to compensate you." your loss."

"Compensation?" The corner of Yechen's mouth twitched into a faint sneer, "How to compensate!"

The patriarch of the Wild Lion Clan said respectfully: "We are willing to spend half of the tribe's wealth to appease your anger. I just ask you to forgive us the Wild Lion Clan." At this moment, what evidence is there? I dare not mention it any more.

forgive?half the wealth?Yechen held his head and looked at the patriarch of the Wild Lion Clan with great interest, his smile became more and more strange.

(End of this chapter)