I am cultivating immortality in the chaotic world

"Prince Wei's Mansion?"

The woman's voice fell, and there was a burst of exclamation from the crowd. It was not that this force was very big. In fact, this force was just a small force that was not very popular in the fifth-level immortal world.

When the old palace master was still alive, he was still ranked high.

But the old master of the palace has died, leaving only a junior. Under this situation, the Palace of Wei has become much weaker, especially since I heard that during this period, the Palace of Wei was still fighting with a certain force. In a state of incompatibility between water and fire.

At this time, the Prince of Wei actually dared to stand up.

this.

It's completely emotional. If anything goes wrong, the forces at war with the Wei Palace will be able to take over the Wei Palace without the demon clan having to fight back.

But...it's not over yet!

Soon, a hoarse voice sounded again from the crowd.

"I am a casual cultivator, so I can't contribute much, but I am willing to lend a helping hand to Badan."

In the crowd, an old man stepped out of the crowd, looked at Badain who was lying on the ground, and said with a smile: "Old friend Badain, do you still remember me?"

"Remember to remember."

Badain, who fell to the ground, his eyes slightly red, grinned and said: "You said back then that you would be a non-commercial cultivator for the rest of your life. I haven't seen you for so many years. I didn't expect you to actually be a non-commercial cultivator for the rest of your life."

"And me!"

At some point in the horizon, hundreds of flying cranes are spreading their wings, and standing on the leading white crane is a middle-aged man wearing a bamboo flute around his waist. He looks elegant and has a poise and charm that a young man does not have. .

"How can such a lively event be without me, the White Crane Valley?" "

"The demon clan has been domineering for thousands of years. After all, today, things must have changed."

More and more people are coming forward.

Endless flying boats and various mounts from the horizon also arrived in batches. Most of them were old friends of Badain. For a time, the balance of victory began to tilt infinitely towards Badain.

Among them, some people began to call their friends the moment the Bataan battle began, ready to come to Bataan's aid and lend a helping hand.

Some of them also stood up after Badan showed his strength and lost both sides with the leader of the demon clan, and had a slight chance of winning. After seeing that many people stood up, they also stood up.

There were also people who originally wanted to stand up and help their old friends, but had been worried about being liquidated by the demon clan afterwards. Seeing that there were many people coming forward, and the balance of victory seemed to be tilting towards Badain, they took advantage of the situation and stood up. .

The common point is that everyone here has feelings for Bataan.

The difference is that the price everyone is willing to pay for this relationship is different.

but.

This is enough.

If a friend can do this, what more can he expect? Everyone has his own life. It is impossible for everyone to abandon everything and their family to help their friends. friend.

He was able to stand up when he saw a chance of winning, and never added insult to injury when Bataan was in decline.

If such existence cannot be called a friend, then what is a friend?

As more and more people came forward, the head of the "Kang family" standing on the deck of a flying boat, this old man who had lived for an unknown length of time and experienced countless worldly affairs, looked at Ba below with red eyes. Dan broke in a hoarse voice.

"Bataan, everyone is here!"

"Next, let's counterattack!"

He was the first one to stand up. After he accepted the Yin Emperor's luck from the unknown strong man in Badain, he rushed back to the Kang family to gather all the Kang family members to come to help. Even for the sake of momentum, he We even brought some flying boats for loading.

The first person to stand up needs greater courage and a greater price. If the demon clan leader cannot be completely killed today, what will happen to him in the future will be the endless revenge of the demon clan.

but.

Someone had to be the first to stand up. His thoughts in his heart were simple. He had tried his best to stay rational, but he couldn't help but watch his former eldest brother die in such embarrassment in front of him. arrive.

When he was weak in the past, Badan always stood in front of him and protected him.

Now that he has become the clan leader, he already has his own small power. Although it is not as good as the demon clan or the barbarian clan, and cannot be compared with such a big clan, he also has his own strength. If he continues to look coldly at this time, Look at each other.

This incident will become his inner demon and torture him all the time.

He remembered that Badan once told him that if you can't do whatever you want in cultivating immortals, then you should become an egg immortal.

The words were rough, but he felt they made sense, at least at this moment.

So when he came, he brought all the Kang family members with him.

"Do you want to rebel?!"

The barbarian leader who was hanging high in the sky looked at the tens of thousands of barbarian giants with an extremely ugly expression. Each of these giants was at least a hundred feet tall, and together they looked extremely intimidating. He said gloomily: "All barbarians." The tribesmen will retreat immediately, and I will not take any issue with this matter."

"Otherwise, all the barbarian tribesmen and their descendants involved in this incident will be reduced to slaves."

"Hey."

The barbarian giant at the head of the barbarian tribe met the gaze of the barbarian patriarch without fear when he heard this. He lifted off his armor a little, revealing the mark embedded in the stone. He said with a ferocious smile: "It seems that the patriarch is really a noble man. Forget about things, I am a slave."

"Name is Brazil!"

"Slave, so what? King Badan was also born a slave, and he still stepped up to the position of Immortal King. Moreover, King Badan said long ago that the barbarians should not have slaves. Why can a surname determine that a newly born barbarian is a slave?!"

"You, the chief, have always said that the barbarians need to change and change the inherent impression of the outside world on the barbarians. Why don't you change the slave issue?"

"Do the barbarians need slaves?"

"Or do you need slaves?"

"Let me tell you, most of those standing here are slaves, the kind of barbarian leftovers who enjoy the least cultivation resources on weekdays. Only when King Badan was still there, did anyone care about us. Our strength is not strong among the barbarians."

"But we are not afraid of death. We are willing to die for Badan. Can you scare us?"

When the two talked.

At the end of the horizon, there are still a steady stream of barbarians carrying their immortal weapons and gathering towards the demon forest. Some of the barbarians here are slaves, and some are not.

But everyone has only one goal, that is to make Badan the king.

Chief.

It is never self-proclaimed, but chosen by the tribesmen. All the barbarian tribesmen want Badan to be the king. This is the will of the people. Only some of the barbarian chief’s confidants are standing aside with vigilant faces.

"Qicheng!"

The barbarian chief looked at the small group of barbarian giants who had just arrived with an uncertain face. There were about a few hundred people, but these few hundred people were the elite of the barbarian tribe. In terms of threat, they were not much less than the threat of tens of thousands of barbarian slaves.

"You are the second elder of the Barbarians, are you going to rebel against me?"

"Yes."

The leading Barbarian giant said softly: "Your concept is wrong. How can the Barbarians and the Demons make peace? I have told you about this many times. Countless tribesmen are also against this matter, but you, as the tribe leader, insist on your own way. This matter has caused dissatisfaction among many tribesmen. Everyone wants you to step down."

"Dissatisfied? Dissatisfied!"

At this time, the Barbarian tribe leader has gradually become hysterical and crazy: "Do you understand strategy? Do you have brains!!!"

"Do you know what other races think of the Barbarians? They are all stupid and brainless. It was only after I came to power that the outside world's evaluation of the Barbarians decreased. They are about to face the disaster. If we don't make peace at this time, will we perish together?"

"Short The peace talks are for a better future. Do you understand? "

"I don't understand."

The leading barbarian giant shook his head: "But I think what Badan said makes sense. The barbarians and the demons will never make peace at any time unless the beasts come on stage."

"I didn't say that."

Badan, who was sitting on the ground, shook his head and looked at the barbarian chief who was almost crazy and said with a smile: "But it doesn't matter. Did you see that? Don't think that you can bully the few with a large number of people when you go out with a few people."

"I have a lot of people on my side."

"Then what's next"

Badan staggered to his feet from the ground, called back the scarlet giant hammer and held it in his hand. He aimed at the demon chief who fell to the ground not far away and was on the verge of death. After taking a deep breath, he grinned.

"Everyone listen to my orders and launch a counterattack!"

"Today, I will slaughter the demons with Badan!"

"Everyone who stands in our way must die!"

The moment the voice fell.

"Kill!!!"

The head of the Kang family, who had been unable to hold back, led thousands of his clansmen and jumped off the flying boat, rushing towards the demon forest below.

A group of barbarian slaves also joined the battlefield, roaring and swinging their weapons.

Countless white cranes flapped their wings in the air, and the pink light sprinkled down made everyone feel that their spiritual energy became richer, the power of spells became stronger, and even the recovery speed of injuries was much faster.

The leisurely flute sound resounding between heaven and earth also made everyone's heart full of fighting spirit.

In an instant, the war began!

This time, it was no longer a one-on-one battle between Badan and the demon clan leader, but a war with the demon clan that Badan had accumulated over the years. The scale of this war will be huge.

Until now.

There are more and more forces coming from afar to join the battlefield. Among them, it is not just Badan’s friends. Some of them have been oppressed by the demons. At this time, they took advantage of the chaos to vent their anger. Even if they lose, the demons will not be able to find them in the future.

There are also forces that simply want to take advantage of the fire. The demon forest is full of old herbs, and the central area of ​​the demon forest is full of treasures. After killing these monsters, they are also covered with treasures.

The scene is so chaotic. At this time, the demon forest, which was heavily guarded in the past, can be entered and exited at will. Even if you take away a herb, it is a free pick-up.

There are also those who are itching to watch the excitement and want to try it.

In short.

The scene is becoming more and more chaotic, but almost everyone tacitly joins Badan’s side, which makes the balance of victory tilt more towards Badan’s side.

"Kill!!!"

Badan staggered in place, looking at the big monsters rushing towards them not far away and roaring, and then he staggered to the huge lion lying on the ground dying.

"Hey."

Countless people passed through and met the big demon, making it impossible for these big demons to save their clan leader.

Badan, on the other hand, took out a bag of fine wine from his arms, took a swig, and then threw the empty wine bag aside. He looked at the leader of the demon clan lying on the ground with eyes full of fear, and slowly raised the bottle in his hand. The Scarlet Hammer grinned.

"After fighting for so many years, it's time to come to an end. Do you have any last words?"

"It's best to express your unwillingness, such as kneeling in front of me and begging for my life. This will make me feel better."

"Don't pretend to be content with death just to make me unhappy. After fighting you for so many years, I know your character too well. You are not this kind of person at all."

"Quickly, start kneeling in front of me and begging me like I kneeled in front of you and begged you. Maybe I can spare your life?"

"hehe."

The leader of the Demon Clan, who had no strength to get up, lay on the ground. After coughing out a ball of blood, he looked at Badain sitting next to him in a daze: "When we reach the realm of you and me, we are no longer so concerned about death. I’m afraid, after all, who can survive forever, everyone will die.”

"But there's something I need to tell you."

"When you knelt in front of me, I really planned to give you that ray of Yin Emperor's luck. After all, rather than watching you die, I would rather watch you, my enemy for many years, because of my pity. So I have to live in humiliation.”

"only."

"It's just that the leader of the barbarian clan found me and made an offer that the demon clan couldn't refuse. He won't let me give you this ray of Yin Emperor's luck."

"Otherwise, I had already sworn an oath to the demon clan's sacred object, the Immortal Water Well, so how could I break my promise so easily. "

"As for you."

The leader of the demon clan suddenly laughed, and looked at Badan with a flash of contempt in his eyes: "I used to be very afraid of you. You have always been a nearly invincible existence in my heart. As the leader of the demon clan, every time I have to use all my means to be able to fight you, and you are only the leader among the barbarians."

"But since the last time you knelt in front of me and begged me, I suddenly wasn't afraid anymore."

"It turns out that you are not completely invincible."

"As for me—"

"No one in this world can judge me, not even you!"

Say it.

A trace of cruelty flashed in the eyes of the leader of the demon clan. He used up the last bit of strength in his body to raise his lion claw and hit his head violently. This was the last trace of dignity he left for himself.

However.

The next moment——

Badan raised his foot and firmly stepped on the lion's claw, and slowly straightened up, holding up the scarlet hammer in his hand: "You are wrong. The purpose of my birth is to judge you. You don't need to provoke me to understand. I have no intention of letting the old patriarch leave here alive today."

"boom!!!"

Accompanied by a huge impact, the entire body of the once-famous Demon Clan leader turned into blood mist and exploded in the center of the battlefield.

Immediately following was an edict from heaven.

-

"Heaven's Edict": In response to Heaven's influence, Li Ming, the leader of the demon clan, the villain of Heaven, the Immortal King, and the peerless genius, should be remembered throughout the ages. However, God was jealous of the talented man, and his body and soul completely disappeared in the time of Xu, and he returned to Heaven.

When these talented people pass away, all living beings will be sad, and the world will be buried.

-

A heavenly edict dedicated to the leader of the Monster Clan, and then he saw fairy music full of sadness ringing from the end of the world, and white snowflakes fell throughout the world.

Heaven and earth are buried together.

And this scene also told everyone that the leader of the demon clan was dead, completely dead, and could not be dead anymore.

The battlefield also came to a brief pause.

Those big monsters who were trying their best to rush to the leader of the monster clan for rescue suddenly lost all fighting spirit in an instant. With a loud roar, they led their monster soldiers and quickly headed towards the center of the monster forest. Remove.

The clan leader is dead, and he was beaten.

The Monster Clan has been defeated. What we have to do at this time is to retain as much strength as possible, and then re-select the leader of the Monster Clan after this crisis is over.

Badain stood in the middle of the blood mist, looking at the horizon in a daze, while the scarlet hammer in his hand greedily absorbed the blood mist in the air.

The ending was a little different from what he thought.

The plot seems to have gone astray.

Looking back again, his purpose in bringing Zhao Yishi up in the first place was to wash away his humiliation with death. He originally thought that after experiencing that incident, his friends would be ashamed of him and would all be ashamed of hearing his name. And feel ashamed.

only

But his friends didn't seem to feel embarrassed or look down on him because of it.

He originally just wanted to come to die, to wash away the humiliation, and at the same time stimulate the warlike spirit in Zhao I's heart, but how did it develop into a long-standing feud that killed him with his own hands, and looking at this, he was also preparing to take up the post of leader of the barbarian tribe.

He looked at the group of people besieging the barbarian clan leader not far away, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

And at this moment——

The barbarian slave who was the leader just now appeared beside Badain at some unknown time. He took out a huge cloak from his arms and put it on Badain. He said respectfully: "King Badain, the weather is getting colder. Please keep warm."

"this"

Badan lowered his head and looked at the cloak on his body. This has been a cloak that has symbolized the patriarch of the barbarians since ancient times. Why is it now attached to him? Isn't this bad?

"Okay, okay!"

With two fists unable to defeat four hands, the barbarian leader who was fighting hard looked at Badain, who had already put on his cloak, and an indescribable anger rushed into his heart: "Badain, I knew you were going to rebel, now do you admit it? ?”

"I don't want to either."

Badan spread his hands and said helplessly: "The people below put the cloak on me."

"Look, look!"

Some frustrated barbarian chiefs took the time to look at Badain between battles, and said angrily: "I've told you before, you just like this kind of people pushing you to the throne, and then you look helpless and feel happy in the end. Sit in this position."

"You haven't admitted it yet, will you admit it now?"

"Badan, Badain, you have been pretending to be that face for thousands of years. You are so ruthless. You have deceived everyone except me. I have seen through your true face a long time ago. !”

"well."

Badain sighed lightly and weighed the giant hammer in his hand: "Although I don't admit what you said, there is one thing you are right about. It feels really good to be like this now."

"So."

After Badain took a deep breath, he pointed his giant hammer at the barbarian leader and shouted: "All barbarian people obey the order. After killing the old leader, all barbarian slaves will be free!"

"Barbarians and monsters will never make peace!"

"Today is the day to kill all the demon clan!"

"roar!!"

The moment the words fell, countless barbarian slaves rushed forward with red eyes.

"King Badan."

At this time, the second elder of the barbarians who had just led hundreds of barbarian giants to come to support him came to Badan's side at some point and said softly with a calm face: "First of all, I highly recommend you to become the leader of the barbarian tribe. You have the strength. And reputation, but this barbarian slave, I need to explain a little."

"The leader of the barbarian clan is extremely powerful, but he also consumes a lot of resources."

"Since ancient times, the resources of the barbarians have only been enough to provide training for a few people, so most of the barbarians can only be made into slaves and the training resources are provided to a few people. If all the training resources are divided equally, the final result will be that the barbarians will no longer have The strong ones are all mediocre people.”

"The old patriarch may have made many wrong decisions, but it is helpless to continue the matter of barbarian slaves."

"I know."

Badan looked at the second elder of the barbarian tribe next to him, and said calmly: "I have lived among the barbarians for many years, and I know this very well, but have you ever thought about it, these barbarian slaves actually don't care what they can get from us. How many resources.”

"They just wanted to remove the slave status."

"In this way, when I go out, I can proudly say that I am a barbarian, instead of trying to find ways to cover up my barbarian brand."

"So what if there are not enough resources? Did I rely on the resources given to me by my race when I rose up? I didn't just go out and punch them!"

"All training resources are divided equally!"

"If you want more resources, just be like me and go outside to grab them."

"."

The second elder of the barbarian tribe was silent for a long time before he said softly: "The mortality rate will be very high."

"The barbarians have grown up in the flames of war since ancient times. The human race's retreat cultivation method is not suitable for us. The barbarians need a steady stream of battles to grow up and make many friends."

Badan looked at the people fighting in front and said with a smile: "Don't lock up the barbarians, let them all go out."

"Let them fight in the secret realm of heaven."

"Let them make their own friends."

"If every barbarian can make so many friends like me, who can mess with the barbarians in the future?"

"this"

The second elder of the barbarian tribe said helplessly: "King Badan, not everyone is as popular as you, and..."

"No."

Badain shook his head and said seriously: "There is nothing special about me, I am just sincere. Sincerity is the biggest weapon. The outside world has always had a dull impression of the barbarians. The old patriarch has always wanted to change this thing."

"I don't think there is a need to change. That's not stupidity, it's sincerity."

"Barbarians are inherently simple-minded. This is natural. Why do we have to do so many superfluous things to change this thing? We just need to maintain this."

"My idea is simple."

"You can't use insufficient resources as an excuse to do something that hurts the people. I want all barbarians to be proud of being barbarians instead of labeling them as barbarian slaves. Do you know how many barbarian slaves cover themselves outside? Are you still proud of being a barbarian?"

"You treat them like slaves."

"But they are proud to be barbarians."

"Is this fair to them?"

"Not fair."

"The sky will fall and the earth will sink, but only fairness will last forever. Now that I, Badain, am here, I want all the barbarians to find the word fairness!"

"Let every barbarian tribesman be proud to be a barbarian!"

"."

The second elder of the barbarian tribe was silent for a long time before whispering: "King Badan, I admit that this is very tempting, but it is a bit too idealistic."

"Slogans, as long as they are shouted out, they will come true one day."

“But if you don’t dare to shout out, the day will never come true.”

Badan tilted his head and looked far to the east in a trance: "Just like I only met Master Chen once, but he was willing to lend me the Yin Emperor's Luck. I think. Sometimes, maybe only by believing in miracles can miracles really come."

"That's right-"

Badan reacted suddenly, and with an anxious look on his face, he staggered towards the center of the demon forest with a hammer: "Hurry, hurry, don't let these big monsters run away with the demon treasures!"

He took a lot of healing medicine. Although he was still seriously injured at this time, he could still walk reluctantly.

The Yin Emperor's Luck for Master Chen has not been returned yet.

See if he can find the Yin Emperor's Luck of the demon clan and return it to Master Chen. He has put away the storage ring of the demon clan leader, but has not cracked it yet, so he doesn't know whether the Yin Emperor's Luck is in this storage ring or in the treasure house of the demon clan.

This is a big deal!

If he could repay this ray of Yin Emperor's luck, he would have less psychological burden when he saw Master Chen again. Otherwise, he really didn't know how to repay this great favor.

"."

The second elder of the Barbarian Tribe looked at Badan's departing back, with a complicated expression and silence. He had to say that he was a little moved by Badan. Who doesn't want to make their race more cohesive?

But

What kind of person is Master Chen, who can lend such a treasure to Badan when they only met once.

Could he be someone from the sixth-grade fairy world?

It's unlikely.

But in the fifth-grade fairy world, no one should lend a treasure like Yin Emperor's luck to someone who only met once. It's no different from lending it.

This should be a big shot. If the Barbarian Tribe can rely on Badan's friendship with this big shot, the next disaster will be much easier to overcome.