"Oh? Then you are Xuehen? Then who are you?" Liu Lang looked at Xuehen who had been betrayed by two fellow clansmen, then turned to look at Snow God again.

Someone in the fifth Fang Zhouyu could recognize himself as a wandering tribe when he saw him. It is not easy to think about his identity, and this seemingly weak Snow tribe is actually the strongest existence. His cultivation has already touched the threshold of Emperor Zhun!

Liu Lang knew that people of this level of strength were almost all the ancestors of various races. Under normal circumstances, they would bury themselves underground and enter the fetal breath state to prolong their lifespan. Break through another realm and achieve a higher level of cultivation.

"The thirteenth Snow God of the Old Snow Clan, I have seen the Wandering Master!" The Snow God bowed slightly to show his respect for Liu Lang.

Master? !

The five elders and Xuehen were shocked!

The Snow God is the existence with the highest cultivation base in the history of their Snow Clan! As far as cultivation base alone is concerned, an extremely perfect cultivation base is enough to make the Snow Clan the absolute master of the fifth Fang Zhouyu!

Snow God's life is running out, so recently the entire Snow Clan, in order to allow Snow God to break through the shackles of the extreme position and become the first quasi-emperor to appear in the fifth universe, one billion people who have already stationed in Xinfan Continent voluntarily Give all the spirit stones you harvested to the ancestors.

However, just such a strong man who is about to break through to the quasi-emperor at any time actually calls this smiling homeless man a master. Doesn't it mean that the strength of the visitor in front of him has reached the level of the quasi-emperor?

Quasi-emperor!

Hearing the voice of the ancestor, Xuehen couldn't help but feel his heart tighten, and then he was filled with bitterness.

Among all the living beings in the entire Ten Directions Heaven and Earth, which one doesn't know that the Zhouyu Wandering Clan in the second Fang is the most powerful subordinate of the Muwu Clan? It's just that I didn't expect that such a small person like myself would let a quasi-emperor come in person.

"The thirteenth Snow God? Then what do you Snow Clan mean now?" Liu Lang looked at the Snow God, his eyes were no longer so happy, but a little more indifferent. As for the thousands of people around them Wan's main god, he didn't even look at it.

"My Snow Clan is willing to surrender, but I beg the master to let Xuehen go, after all, he is still young and ignorant." Snow God said, a Sumeru ring quietly floated in front of Liu Lang, the meaning is self-evident.

"What do you have to say?" The development track of this matter was somewhat unexpected.

But if you think about it, the Snow Clan star field is either snow or ice, and there are no crops at all. Although monks can not eat or drink for many years, but they have been sealed for half a year, no matter how many spirit stones the Snow Clan gets in the game for what?

After all, all strength also needs to consume energy.

"No, if you want to kill or cut, it's up to you!" Xuehen didn't look at Liu Lang, but stared at Bing Bai closely.

He didn't expect that this Great Elder usually doesn't show his dew, and sometimes even gives people a good impression of a good man. He didn't expect that those are all illusions.

Judging from his words and deeds at this time, this guy may have been in contact with the Futian Empire long ago.

"Great Elder, I really want to know, if we vote for the Futian Empire, tell me, what will happen to the contract signed when we entered Xinfan Continent? Compensation will be 100 times?! Can my entire Snow Clan afford it?"

Xuehen stared at him, gnashing his teeth.

A year ago, one billion members of the Snow Clan settled in Xinfan Continent. Because of 10% more income than others, Ye Yun also made their contract requirements more clear. The most important requirement is not to stand on the opposite side of Ye Yun!

"Compensation? Compensation for what? That's because you stationed in Xinfan Continent, and we didn't!" Bing Bai looked at the snow marks and sneered.

The billions of people from the Snow Clan moved in, and the obtained resources were handed over to the elders on the eighth floor, and the elders made unified arrangements. That is to say, the elders like Bingbai can have the greatest utilization rate of resources without being stationed in Xinfan Continent, but now that something happened, this guy intends to kill the donkey and directly abandon these one billion tribesmen!

"That is, the population of our Snow Clan is tens of billions, just a billion. As long as we follow in the footsteps of Emperor Futian, our Snow Clan can at least enjoy peace for tens of millions of years. Let alone the billion, it will increase even more." Ten times a hundred times possible!"

One person brings back 12,000 spirit stones from Xinfan Continent a year, and the spirit stones brought back by one billion people are twelve trillion! If the compensation was paid at a hundred times, the entire Snow Clan would not be able to afford it if they sold it.

So rationally speaking, the absolute elder seems so reasonable.

"You will definitely regret today's decision! Definitely!" Xuehen's energy suddenly became violent, endless wind and snow rolled up, and the snowflakes drifting in the air gathered into balls, and then exploded suddenly.

Boom...

The sound of the explosion was extremely dull, but it could spread throughout the entire planet.

escape! Or run away and hide!

This was the last thing he could do for those billion people. Now that they have been abandoned, the Futian Empire definitely has no reason to let them live!

And this, when Bingyi proposed peace talks with the Futian Empire, Xuehen had thought about the consequences again, so this was also a secret signal between him and those people who were brought into Xinfan Continent by him.

"Snow marks! You are struggling to the death, it's useless, all your actions are under our control." Bing Yi shook his head, with a taunt in the corner of his mouth.

At this time, neither the Snow God, the patriarch of the Snow Clan, nor Xueshuang, who had the same surname as Xue, spoke again, as if they had acquiesced in something.

Involving their own interests, involving the life and death of the whole family, they had no choice but to acquiesce to Bing Bai's words. It is better to kill one billion elite clansmen than to wipe out the whole army. At least the Snow Clan inheritance is still there.

"Hehe, I didn't expect the master to send me here, but a misunderstanding made me watch such a good show." Liu Lang looked at the seven highest authorities of the Snow Clan in front of him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

And on the snowfield, nearly 30 million Monarch Realms were densely packed at this time, the wind and snow howled, and the gate of space had disappeared.

They were like stone sculptures, standing there quietly, letting the wind and snow cover their bodies into snowmen.

Come down late! Please punish the snow master! ...

The subordinates came to support Snow Lord! Lord Xue please go first...

Bingyi's smile hadn't stopped yet, and soldiers suddenly surrounded them from all directions. Judging from the aura that erupted from them, they were all the existence of the Great Sage and even some of the main gods...

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