Martial World

Is the world where trolls live or Tianyan Continent?

Lin Ming was extremely shocked in his heart. He wanted to call the magic light, but the magic light seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep due to the overdraft of his mental power. No matter how much he called, there was no response.

Lin Ming had no choice but to give up. When he thought about it, since the Devil Emperor was originally a tribe of trolls in ancient times, it is not surprising that the giant teleportation formation of the Devil God Emperor Palace leads to the world where the trolls live!

Could it be that the Great Nether Emperor who was born three thousand years ago also came from the world of trolls? The scene that I saw when I swallowed the broken heart of the devil was actually the scene of the Nether Emperor fighting in the world of trolls?

Just as Lin Ming was thinking, his face suddenly changed, and his eyes flashed fiercely. He saw that the troll riding a tall camel took out a thick chain from the camel's pocket and threw it at him!

what to do! ?

Looking at the playful look in Lin Ming's heart, Lin Ming was furious. His body was seriously injured, and he couldn't use his true essence and essence-quenching power. After several days of recuperation, he only recovered a little of his physical strength. Can catch up with the general acquired martial artist.

As soon as he dodged and avoided the chain, he stood up and glared angrily at the troll riding a camel. He subconsciously wanted to take out his weapon, but whether the Great Wilderness Blood Halberd or the Zixuan Spear were all in the Qiankun Sun Melting Furnace. He couldn't take it out at all. Even if he could take it, Lin Ming wouldn't dare to take it. With his current strength, if he took out this kind of treasure, he was waiting to be murdered.

"Moda, what's wrong?" Another rough voice came from behind the camel-riding troll.

Lin Ming's expression froze slightly. What these people said was the troll language. Lin Ming inherited the memories of the Devil Emperor.

"Hehe, I'm lucky today. I found a slave. It seems to be an acquired martial artist. It can be worth a lot of money, but it's a pity... the foundation is not very good."

A troll man called Moda jumped off the camel.

Lin Ming's situation at this time, his meridians were blocked in many places, his dantian essence was scarce and cluttered, and it was bleak. No matter how you looked at it, this was all an acquired martial artist. If a congenital martial artist, his dantian essence condensed into a cyclone, it would not be like this. At this time, Lin Ming's internal meridians were blocked in many places, which was undoubtedly a sign of an unstable foundation. That's why the troll man named Moda said this.

"It's just a human. You expect them to have some foundation, and they can reach the acquired stage, which is not bad!" Another troll man pouted and said disdainfully, "This guy is worth a low-level blood evil crystal."

When the two trolls were talking, they completely treated Lin Ming as a beast, which made Lin Ming feel no anger in his heart. However, his current situation was extremely bad, and it was unwise to rashly clash.

It turned out to be treating me as a slave! No wonder he threw out the chains in the first place, trying to lock me up like a slave.

Lin Ming knew that in some wild and backward places, such as the southern border, if a savage was caught, then the savage would be his slave. But now in this world of trolls, as a human being, he found himself being directly attacked in the wild. Being a slave is not surprising.

Taking a look at the cultivation of the two of them, Lin Ming realized that the other person's dantian was empty. It could even be said that there was no dantian at all.

Um? Not even an acquired martial artist?

Looking at the body meridians of these two trolls, they have not been opened up either. If it is a human, as long as the meridians are condensed, the meridians can be connected.

Nor is it a Pulse Condensation Stage martial artist...

Lin Ming's heart froze when he saw this,

Suddenly realized that the other party is not walking the innate and Xuan Dan's gathering system at all, and it is very likely that he is walking the body refining and marrow refining line like himself!

"So it is!" Lin Ming finally understood why in the shattered world of the Demon God Emperor Palace, there were such strange laws as suppressing true essence.

Most of the disciples of the Demon God Emperor Palace mainly practice body techniques. In this way, once the Demon God Emperor Palace is invaded by a gathering martial artist, and the combat effectiveness is suppressed by the law, the Demon God Palace will naturally take advantage of it.

Thinking of this, Lin Ming laughed at himself. He thought that he had some great luck to take advantage of the world where the Devil God Emperor Palace was located. It turned out to be the reason...

"Boy, I urge you to be acquainted, don't resist, lest you suffer from flesh and blood!" Moda sneered, looking as if he had settled for Lin Ming.

A cold light flashed in Lin Ming's eyes, but in the end he did nothing. At this time of conflict, there was a possibility of being killed.

He turned his head and glanced at the caravan behind Moda, only to realize that in a huge caravan with dozens of people, only three people including Moda were from the troll family, while the others were all from the troll family. is human.

There are dozens of human beings, both male and female, most of them are young and middle-aged, and there are also a few old people.

Most of these people are mortals, and a small number of warriors are very low in cultivation, and no one has surpassed the tendon-transforming stage.

These humans, either driving cars or carrying luggage, were uniformly dressed in shabby sackcloth shoes and gray clothes, some of which were patched.

Seeing this scene, Lin Ming understood, these people are all slaves!

In a world that belongs to trolls, trolls are respected, so it is normal to treat aliens as slaves...

Behind the troll man, an old man driving a carriage looked at Lin Ming and sighed, obviously feeling that Lin Ming was young and an acquired martial artist, yet he was caught and made a slave.

"Give you three breaths of time to consider, obedience or death?" Moda said impatiently.

Lin Ming suppressed the anger in his heart. The next moment, he had calmed down. Although he didn't know the cultivation level of these three trolls, he could roughly judge that their strength was above innate.

With Lin Ming's bad situation now, he would definitely not be their opponent. He could only endure this period of time before recovering his strength.

Seeing that Lin Ming gave up his resistance, Moda was very satisfied, "Assuming you are acquainted, go to the next team and arrange work for you when you arrive at the mine. If you work harder, you may not be able to get rid of slavery!"

Lin Ming didn't say a word, and silently walked into the team.

Moda was in a good mood, shouted to the caravan, and began to continue on the road.

And Lin Ming silently entered the team. Beside him was an old man who was driving a car. This old man was from the Yijin period. He was alone driving a large carriage that was 30 feet wide. In front of the carriage, there were six They were drawn by horses. These horses were more than three times bigger than the horses that Lin Ming usually saw. Each horse was extremely strong, with legs as thick as elephant legs. A horn that ordinary horses do not have.

"Young man, are you from outside?" The old man driving the car was very skilled, smoking a cigarette while driving.

Lin Ming raised his eyebrows, "Huh? Listen to what the old man said, are there often outsiders here?" (To be continued) [] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for the recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is me. maximum power. )