Eternal Emperor

"Ancestral Lion Blood Essence!"

Jin Shuxuan's breathing swiftly rose, the full peak undulated violently, and the color of desire was uncontrollably revealed in her eyes.

For the half-lion people, there is nothing more precious than Blood Essence of the Ancestral Lion.

In the past, the ancestral lion was the spiritual symbol of the entire tribe, and it was impossible for anyone to hit him on it, but Li Ye did not have so much scruples.

"Are you really willing to give me a drop of Ancestral Lion Blood Essence?" Jin Shuxuan did not realize that her voice was trembling.

Li Ye put the Ancestral Lion Blood Essence away and smiled: "It depends on your next performance. If I am satisfied, it is not impossible to give you one drop, two drops or more."

After speaking, he walked outside with his hands on his back, and his voice continued to float in Jin Shuxuan’s ears: “Don’t think about rebelling against me or doing anything unfavorable to me. To tell you the truth, my trump cards are definitely more than those in front of me. ."

The expression on Jin Shuxuan's face changed, and she couldn't refute Li Ye's words at all.

The mysterious woman alone possesses a strength dozens of times stronger than her mother, and her own combat power is so powerful that countless people of her age are desperate. What can she do to fight against her?

Thinking of this, the once proud girl of heaven, with a mouth full of bitterness, took a deep breath, and she quickly chased it out.

After coming out of the ancestral land, he stood outside. Not long after, Jin Shuxuan also walked out, looking at him with a complicated expression.

"By the way, has the quota for entering the Zu Lion secret realm been determined?" Li Ye asked without looking back.

The ancestral lion secret realm is a secret realm developed by the ancestral lion at a huge cost.

There are all kinds of opportunities, all kinds of Heavenly and Mortal Treasures, of course, the danger is also great, it is a place specially used for the experience of younger generations.

The Ancestral Lion secret realm opened once in ten years, but this time it was a year ahead of schedule. All this is because the entire Orc race held a grand event, to select a supreme leader to end the chaotic forces of all parties. , So that all the tribes can be twisted into a rope so that they can invade the human race.

All tribes with a little ambition and a little strength hope that their descendants can become the masters of the entire Orc race, so at this moment, they will spare no effort to come up with various resources.

Jin Shuxuan replied: "I have received the news before I came. There are five people in total, you, me, Jin Ming, Jin Aofeng and Jin Ziyi. They will open in three days."

Li Ye nodded slightly and said: "Okay, you go back, remember, don't do something that shouldn't be done, say something that shouldn't be said."

He warned again, with a murderous tone in his tone.

After speaking, he walked to the yard.

After a while, he stopped and turned to look at Jin Shuxuan, who was following along: "What are you doing with me."

Jin Shuxuan bit her lip and lowered her head slightly: "I will go home with you, and I will wash and cook for you."

Li Ye was stunned, staring at her carefully for a while, unable to figure out what she was thinking, so she said, "Whatever you want." It's not a bad thing that she doesn't want to leave, which avoids the possibility of Gaomi.

Halfway through, Li Ye found that the atmosphere in the tribe seemed to be something wrong, so he grabbed someone at random and asked.

When the man saw Li Ye, he immediately showed awe, stuttering: "They are the messengers of the Orc Alliance. They are here, and the patriarch is receiving him in the council hall."

"Alliance messenger?" Li Ye whispered to himself. In order not to show his feet, he naturally couldn't ask what organization it was, so Curve asked: "What are they here for?"

"It is said that we have received definite news that the iron wall city that is blocking the half-orcs and the human race claims that Xuanji is dead, and is now preparing to mobilize the forces of all parties to attack this city first!"

With a heartbeat, Li Ye immediately changed his position and walked towards the parliament hall.

Jin Shuxuan's eyes flashed behind him and followed.

At this moment, in the parliament hall, two groups of people sat face to face, but the atmosphere was a little stalemate.

On one side, Jin Hongyuan was headed, there were twelve Divine Bridge Realms, and three and a half Nirvana Realms accompanied.

The other side is headed by an evil young man who seems to be only about 30 years old. There is a purple snake scale on his forehead, shining with a coquettish light, and the aura around his body is extremely cold.

Behind them there are a full 25 senior Divine Bridge Realm, six half-step Nirvana Realm, and a dozen young girls with a little childish face standing on both sides.

The evil young man was named Wan Zilong, and he was an envoy of the Half Orcs Alliance. Whether it was strength or status, he was of great importance. From another perspective, he was more noble than Jin Hongyuan.

"Emissary, forgive me for your request. It's hard to meet your request." In the end, it was Jin Hongyuan who broke the deadlock first, shaking his head with a wry smile.

"Hmph, this is not something you can refuse." Wan Zilong's tone was very cold, and even the patriarch Jin Hongyuan didn't give much Face. He said unceremoniously: "The Golden Lion Tribe is the closest big tribe to the Iron Wall City. Naturally, you Do your best."

Jin Hongyuan and the others showed anger on their faces, and the other party clearly wanted them to set off their cannon fodder by doing so.

Although Zhang Xuanji was dead, how could the Iron Wall City be so easy to attack after operating for so long?

Wan Zilong continued: "This messenger didn't let your entire tribe participate in the war, but just let you send out 100,000 elite fighters. Why is it so stingy that everyone is unhappy."

"Fart!" A golden lion tribe's divine bridge realm roared angrily, screaming: "The entire tribe only has more than 200,000 elite fighters. You are about to leave halfway at once. Are you planning to let my tribe decline and perish!"

"Um!"

Wan Zilong's eyes were filled with cold light, intertwined into a weird pattern, looking at the god bridge realm.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the body of the Divine Bridge Realm was hit hard, his face was pale, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, his body kept receding, and his eyes were full of shock.

Just a look in the eyes made a senior Divine Bridge Realm suffer a serious injury, and the strength of Wan Zilong made the people of the Golden Lion tribe look discolored.

Wan Zilong seemed to have done a trivial thing, gently rotating the ring in his hand, his tone as usual: "Don't say I won't give you a chance, as long as you send a junior under the age of 20, you can resist me. An offensive with ten breaths can reduce 20,000 people."

As soon as these words came out, the people of the Golden Lion tribe were all moved. Jin Hongyuan's eyes flashed, and he asked in a deep voice, "Is this the truth?"

"Naturally." Wan Zilong smiled leisurely: "However, if you lose, you have to add another 20,000."

"Okay!" Jin Hongyuan nodded directly: "Then follow the instructions of the envoy!"

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