Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The ground trembled, as if all beasts were galloping.

A huge figure, only eighteen meters tall, rushed from a distance.

From far away, you can see the figure's strong muscles and bronze skin exposed to the sun.

The two legs are like the branches of two big trees.

It was Di Bao, the supreme commander of the barbarian tribe.

On the seats, many monks looked at Di Bao's arrival with a look of arrogance on their faces.

What a powerful body!

Isn't it still the same, surrendering at the feet of yourself and others?

Sora has such a body but does not have the power to match it. He is really just a savage and a beast.

"Tsk, tsk, you really put on a strong body."

"Sister, don't look at it. I'm afraid you can't bear this kind of body, haha..."

"Sister, don't talk nonsense, I have no idea about such a savage beast."

"Many people are here for the first time. They may not know that although these savages do not have much strength, it is still shocking when they collide with each other."

"This time, I will let you have a good experience!"

Many people started talking about it.

"boom!"

At this moment, Di Bao arrived, stood in the middle of the arena, and knelt down on one knee toward the seat.

Suddenly, the vanity of many monks felt huge satisfaction.

In the world of monks, there are too many strong people, and they often have to nod and bow.

But in this barbarian tribe, they are like gods!

"Sir, everything is ready for this divine battle!" Di Bao said with a loud voice.

"Keep your voice down, what if you scare the lady?"

At a certain seat, someone started to drink violently.

Di Bao quickly lowered his head, looking extremely frightened.

"never mind."

Next to the person who spoke, there was a woman.

He waved his hands and said: "They are just a bunch of beasts. I can't talk to them. Let's start the divine battle as soon as possible. Whoever can stand at the end, I will reward him with a hundred fairy crystals."

After hearing this, Di Bao suddenly showed a look of great joy.

The monks could see it clearly, and the look of disdain on their faces suddenly became heavier.

This is the barbarian tribe, extremely poor.

It was just a hundred fairy crystals, and as the supreme commander, Di Bao was so happy.

What an uncivilized race!

"Young lady has already said it, why don't you start the divine battle quickly?!" The man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks shouted again.

"yes!"

Di Bao responded and stood up.

When he turned his head, his peripheral vision caught sight of a middle-aged man sitting on the right side of the previous woman.

This middle-aged man is Hua Fan, an elder in the slave market.

Half of the credit for the barbarian clan's arena belongs to him.

And that woman is Hua Fan's daughter, Hua Yunyan.

Di Bao's IQ has been completely enlightened, and he is no different from a monk.

In fact, during these years of fighting, many barbarians have developed an astonishing sense of sensitivity.

Di Bao easily noticed the group of people sitting above Hua Fan.

There were about dozens of people in total, but they were divided into three parties.

The leaders were three young men.

They looked at Di Bao and the entire barbarian clan with eyes full of disgust.

It seems that for people like them, such an uncivilized savage race is really not worthy of being in the same world as them.

"The identities of these three parties must be higher than Hua Fan!" Di Bao thought to himself.

However, this has nothing to do with Di Bao.

The only person he cares about is Hua Fan.

In other words, it is the natal golden blood in Hua Fan's hand.

"I hope he really brings it with him..." Di Bao gritted his teeth.

…

"The battle of gods begins!"

Without much hesitation, Di Bao shouted loudly: "All gladiators, come out!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Figures walked out from all directions, causing the ground to tremble.

There are tall and short. The tall ones are naturally barbarians, and the short ones are slaves.

"Yin Nian comes out!" Di Bao shouted again.

Immediately, a relatively short figure walked out from the crowd.

Di Bao looked at him deeply.

This man wore a silver-white mask and killed many barbarians since he entered the arena.

The name has been completely forgotten.

The entire arena called him 'Silver Face'.

In fact, he is Su Qing.

To be able to survive until now, Su Qing relies on the Kunpeng Holy Body given to him by Su Han.

Of course, if he was not a physical practitioner, he would not necessarily be sent here.

It has been more than 10,000 years since Su Qing came to the Middle Star Region.

But it has only been 8,500 years since I was sent here.

For the other fifteen hundred years, Su Qing was in the world of monks.

With the elemental crystals given by Su Han, he exchanged some at will and purchased a lot of resources.

Therefore, his physical cultivation reached the first-level fairy realm.

However, it ends here.

During a battle, the slave market discovered his physical power and sent out strong men to defeat him.

Then, he was marked as a slave, extracted his golden blood, and sent him here.

What makes Su Qing feel lucky is not that he is still alive, but that he has hidden all the elemental crystals that Su Han gave him.

Su Qing is well aware of the principle that a man is innocent and possessing a jade is a crime.

Therefore, even if he became a slave, the slave market did not take away those elemental crystals.

What's even more fortunate is that in order for Su Qing to come here to fight, the slave market did not search for his soul.

…

"Is he Silver Face?"

"I have long heard that Yin Mian is a slave, but he can survive among the barbarians for so long, which is quite admirable."

"I really want to see what he looks like under the mask!"

"What's there to see? I heard that during a fight, a barbarian tore his face open. Even if he recovers now, there must be huge scars."

"Forget it, it's just a slave, there's really nothing to see."

When Su Qing came out, many people looked happy.

This is the person who is said to be the strongest in the arena. He must be very happy when he fights, right?

Just imagine, a slave tore apart a barbarian who was several meters tall, it was really unbearable!

"What is your goal in this divine battle?" Di Bao asked.

Su Qing's eyes swept over Hua Fan without leaving any trace.

Then he said calmly: "They are just a bunch of garbage. I will tear them all into pieces!"

"Wow!"

The whole place was in an uproar and was inexplicably excited.

Hua Fan's eyes flashed, and when a smile appeared, a drop of golden blood appeared in his hand.

The moment this drop of natal golden blood appeared, Su Qing's heart twitched violently.

He could clearly feel that this natal golden blood belonged to him!