The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 2192 The Holy Son of the Troll Clan!
Chapter 2192 The Holy Son of the Troll Clan!

You Mei'er's face changed, she really had some selfish thoughts in her heart.

But as she said, Ling Hantian's future is more promising than hers.

Following a stronger person is not so uncommon in the Demon Realm.

Even, it is rumored that the strongest demon gods in the demon world follow other people.

"Brothers and sisters of the Yuxiang tribe, uncles, if you want to obey my command, kneel down and swear allegiance to Young Master Ling!"

You Meier has made up her mind, seeing the members of the Yuxiang tribe remain indifferent, her voice has a bit of an order.

Under You Mei'er's order, many strong men from the Yuxiang Tribe reluctantly knelt down and swore allegiance to Ling Hantian.

Seeing this, You Meier breathed a sigh of relief.

But then she looked at Ling Hantian nervously.

Although she decided to follow Ling Hantian, it seemed that Ling Hantian didn't want to accept her.

Rumble!
At this time, the battleship shook suddenly, and a majestic sense poured in like a tide, and the sense swept over everyone.

"Such a strong perception, is the King Xian the ultimate strong?"

Ming Luo's expression suddenly changed. From his powerful perception, he felt that he had been seen through.

"No, it's just the strong late King Xian!"

The scale demon shook his head, and his perception followed the opponent's perception. After finding the root cause, his face became serious.

"Master, it belongs to the troll clan, and the leader is a young man. If I guessed correctly, it should be Mo Luo, the third son of the troll clan."

"Moro? It is rumored that Moro has a trace of demon blood in his body?"

Youmei'er's expression changed. The troll tribe where Moro belonged was the gold-level tribe closest to the Yuxiang tribe.

Mo Luo's prestige is very famous in the surrounding area.

"Integrate with a trace of demon blood?"

Ling Hantian's perception also spread out, and he found that twenty miles away, on the scale armored warships, a young man of the troll tribe in a white robe had his hands behind his back, and his gaze was looking in Ling Hantian's direction.

Even if the young man shrunk his divine body, it was still more than three feet tall, and the devil energy flowed all over his body, mixed with a thick death energy.

And behind the young man, a pair of jet-black wings lay quietly on their backs, and a strong demonic smell came from above.

"They're here."

The scale demon's face turned serious. This team of trolls brought more than 100 scale battleships.

The most important thing is that there is a virtuous emperor among them.

Although the strong man did not show his body and hid his aura perfectly, the scale demon was keenly aware of it.

"Master, there is a virtuous emperor hidden among them."

"Well, I feel it too."

Ling Hantian nodded, his face was very calm, the opponent's Xianhuang strongman, the scaled demon was enough to deal with it.

Ling Hantian believed that under his command, the opponent's battleship team could be easily wiped out.

As for Mo Luo, the third holy son of the troll clan, Ling Hantian didn't take it seriously at all.

Soon, the troll army came, and the distance between the two sides was only a thousand feet away.

"Hello, my name is Moro."

As soon as Ling Hantian and others got out of the battleship, Mo Luo's light laughter suddenly sounded.

Ling Hantian looked at Mo Luo, but the other party's gaze fell on You Mei'er all of a sudden.

"Are you the Nether woman who received the inheritance of Luoshen?"

The story of the Yuxiang tribe has now been spread by all tribes. When Mo Luo saw the strong men of the Yuxiang tribe, he naturally noticed Youmei'er immediately.

"So what!"

You Meier raised her eyebrows, she had already guessed that the vision she triggered would cause a lot of trouble, but she didn't expect it to come so soon.

"It's fine if it's you."

The corners of Moro's mouth curled up into a nice curve, and there was a hint of greed in his eyes. He grinned and said, "I'll give you a chance, follow me."

"You? You are not qualified!"

You Meier heard Mo Luo's words, and there was a hint of sarcasm on her face.

Not to mention the hostile relationship between the trolls and the netherworld, she is not ashamed of the trolls for taking refuge in demons and harming the demon world.

Let's talk about Mo Luo, it is rumored that he practiced an extremely domineering double rest technique, and many girls from the Nether tribe were caught by him, and they all became his cauldron.

"I'm afraid I can't help you!"

A cold look flashed in Mo Luo's eyes, and the devil's hand was stretched out, and the infinite devil energy was condensed, and there were ferocious female faces surging in it.

The next moment, a huge demonic hand cut through the sky and grabbed You Mei'er.

"Really? Then let you lay your corpse here today, and comfort the many compatriots of the Nether Race who were killed by you!"

Seeing this, You Mei'er's eyes suddenly filled with cold killing intent, and when she moved her jade hand, infinite devil energy also condensed and turned into agile monsters that flew out.

Ling Hantian didn't make a move, and watched You Meier and Mo Luo fight with his hands behind his back.

You Mei'er broke through Mo Luo's attack, and the two-hand seal suddenly changed.

At this moment, the chants began to sound, and strange notes fluttered out one by one, forming a phantom in the air. The appearance of this phantom was the same as that of Mo Luo.

"Resentful Killing Curse!"

The cold voice sounded, Ling Hantian and the others all frowned, Ming Luo's footsteps moved slightly, and couldn't help but back away from You Mei'er.

Obviously, he still remembers what happened to the Yuxiang tribe.

"Cursed supernatural powers of Luoshen?"

Mo Luo's eyelids twitched, and a sense of danger emerged from his heart, and then he discovered that there was a huge backlash in his inner world.

For a while, his inner breath became chaotic because of this.

Mo Luo couldn't help but his expression changed drastically. The other party's curse actually aroused the long-standing resentment in his body.

"Destroy this seat!"

Mo Luo's face quickly darkened, and he gave a stern drink to dispel the resentment in his body.

But what made him feel heavy was that the resentment in this resentment was so tenacious that it was indelible.

Unless he abolishes his own cultivation, otherwise the resentment and the power in his body are fundamentally one, no matter how great his supernatural power is, it cannot be wiped out.

"Destroy!"

At this moment, a stronger man taller than him flashed beside Moro.

As soon as the troll appeared, the pair of demonic hands immediately hit Moro on the shoulder.

The next moment, majestic demon energy poured into Moro's divine body, and it took a few minutes to suppress the problems on Moro's body.

"The Goddess of Luo's cursing supernatural powers are indeed well-deserved!"

The powerful troll looked at You Mei'er, his eyes filled with murderous intent, because most of the trolls practiced double rest exercises, and they had accumulated a lot of resentment for hundreds of thousands of years.

And Luoshen's curse supernatural power seems to be the nemesis of the trolls.

After the words fell, a dark soul force gushed out, and the infinite soul carried a cold murderous intent, wanting to kill You Meier.

"Hmph, when I don't exist?"

The scale demon snorted coldly, stepped out and stood in front of everyone.

The magic power unique to the virtuous emperor realm gushed out, instantly dispelling the opponent's soul attack.

"Xianhuang strong!"

At this moment, the strong man of the troll tribe looked at the scale demon, his face became serious.

He hadn't discovered before that there was a Xianhuang class in this team.

(End of this chapter)