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Longhan camp, inside the car.

Beside the dining table, an eleven-year-old boy from the Primordial Remnant Clan was eating with the Desolate King.

"Want to go home?!"

Looking at the little boy who was eating so much and his mouth was full of oil, the Desolate King asked in their clan's language.

After studying the latter's memory overnight, he has probably deciphered the meaning of their words.

"I think! My father and mother are only my child. After being arrested for so long, I must be very anxious."

Hearing Huang Wang's question, the boy immediately stopped talking, and looked at him with firm eyes.

"Then rest assured, I will send you back after a while!"

The Desolate King didn't say much to a child, if he calmly negotiates with this group and refuses to surrender, he can only use cruel means to subdue him.

However, violence should not be required.

It can be seen from the boy's memory that this group is eager to leave the small world in which they live.

Thinking of this, the Desolate King tentatively asked: "What's your name, have you ever thought about leaving the world you're in?!"

"Big brother, my name is Lin Mugeer. Our whole group wants to leave the small world we live in. For us, the world we live in is like a cage, and the small ones can reach the edge of the world at once."

"If your patriarch agrees to serve this king, I will definitely take your clan away. Do you think he will agree?!"

The Desolate King thought that since they really wanted to leave the small world they were in, it meant that the nature of this tribe was warlike.

If it is an ethnic group that likes to live a peaceful life, it will never have the idea of ​​leaving.

Lin Mugeer thought for a while, and replied: "If the request made by the eldest brother is not too excessive, I think the patriarch will definitely agree."

"Your Majesty! A large group of people came from the mighty forces of Emperor Xianwu Dynasty, Fengzu, and Yaoguang Holy Land, and they want to discuss with you about exploring the burial place of the evil emperor."

At this moment, a voice came from outside.

"Come here specifically to discuss with this king?! Interesting, please wait in the main camp, I will be there soon!" Desolate King replied.

"Obey!"

The knights who came outside to report left immediately.

"Little guy, take your time, I'm going to deal with some things!"

Lin Mugeer nodded heavily: "Okay big brother, go get busy!"

The Desolate King pushed the door out, just in time to see a group of people coming in mightily from below.

"The three Nine Tribulation Emperors, it seems that the real immortal behind them hasn't come yet."

The Desolate King whispered, fell lightly to the ground, and then went straight to the main tent.

"Everyone, please sit down, Your Majesty will be here soon!"

It was Lin Shuiyao and Lin Xue who invited the powers from the three parties into the general tent.

Baidi Dragonrider only knows about fighting and killing, and doesn't know how to receive guests.

Lin Shuiyao and Lin Xue are two stunning beauties who are impeccable in temperament, appearance, and figure, but the eyes of the emperor and holy son who are here from the three forces can't help but fall on them frequently.

In the general tent, there were only six chairs on both sides. Even if there were extra chairs, except for the three Nine Tribulation Emperor Realm ancestors, no one dared to sit down. They all stood behind their respective ancestors.

"Are the people around the Desolate King so outstanding?! These two little girls are not easy!" The old woman Shen Yueji, the ancestor of Yaoguang Holy Land, narrowed her eyes and looked at Lin Shuiyao and Lin Xue.

A suitable profound art is very important for every monk.

The profound arts rewarded by the Desolate King to Lin Shuiyao and Lin Xue were not top-ranked in the hands of the Desolate King, but they were also higher than the inherited profound arts of the three forces, and even surpassed the inherited profound arts of many overseas clans.

It is no exaggeration to say that after the two girls changed their Xuangong practice, they got a sublimation on the level of life.

"The Desolate King... is indeed an extremely mysterious man, I really want to see if he has three heads and six arms."

Fengzu Lie, the ancestor of the Feng Clan, said in a low voice: "I dare not imagine what kind of storms will be caused when the Hundred Emperor Dragonriders under the King of Desolation enter the Emperor Realm in the future."

"coming!"

Suddenly, the three ancestors spoke in unison.

At this moment, I can clearly feel that there is a strong sense of oppression coming out of the account.

The three ancestors narrowed their eyes slightly at the tent gate, feeling a little shocked in their hearts. Could this desolate king bring them a sense of oppression? !

It should be noted that whether others are stronger than you can actually be distinguished by the sense of oppression.

An existence that can bring a sense of oppression to oneself, unless he is using some kind of rare treasure, the opponent's strength is definitely stronger than you.

However, one needs to fight to know which one is strong and which one is weak, and it doesn't mean that one cannot defeat someone who can bring a sense of oppression to oneself.

Accompanied by the sound of light footsteps outside, the desolate king, who was dressed in a black dragon pattern battle suit and covered his body, walked in from the outside with lazy steps.

"Your Majesty!"

Seeing this, Lin Shuiyao and Lin Xue quickly walked towards the desolate king. The two slender and round legs under the hem of the skirt were faintly visible, which was really sultry.

The Desolate King nodded slightly to them, went straight to the first seat and took a seat.

The two women stood on either side.

"It's better to be famous than to meet, the demeanor of His Excellency the Desolate King is only seen in this old man's life!"

"Your Majesty deserves to be the master of the Hundred Emperor Dragonriders, and you have the overlord's air all over your body!"

"The majestic appearance of the desolate king is something I have only seen in my life!"

Ancestor Xianwu, Ancestor Fengzu, Ancestor Yaoguang took the initiative to cup their fists to the Desolate King seated there and laughed without any will.

All three of them are old immortals who have lived for a long time, and they will never make mistakes in judging people. They know that the desolate king in front of them must never be offended, and their future achievements are definitely beyond their imagination.

In this world, the old man is not the one who is old enough, but the one who is strong enough and has a big background.

Therefore, it is not a shame to take the initiative to say hello.

Holding on to one's own identity and brainlessly wrestling with such a person is tantamount to taking death. They have seen too many such people in their lives, and even have people around them.

Since they have given enough face, Huang Wang will naturally not show his face, and said with a light smile: "You are welcome! Speaking of Yaoguang Holy Land, didn't this king ask you to take three trillion spirit stones to make amends last night? Do you think the words are falling into your ears?!"

Luo Yuexuan's face froze, she didn't know how to answer, and felt a little uneasy.

"Your Majesty, I'm really sorry, how can I bring so many spirit crystals with me when I go out, can I remember this account first?! I will definitely deliver it to Your Majesty personally afterwards."

The ancestor of Yaoguang, Shenyue Ji, sat down and got up, and bowed to the desolate king to apologize, which can be said to be full of sincerity.

"Okay! Then remember it first."

"By the way, have the emperor-rank magic circle master been invited?! If there is no emperor-level magic circle master, don't try to get involved in the burial place of the evil emperor."

Seeing the sincerity of the latter, Huang Wang didn't want to get angry, so he raised his hand to signal her to take a seat.

I am very puzzled, why these people are different from the novels they read in the previous life, shouldn't they rely on the old to bury themselves? !

Why are everyone so polite? !

Sure enough, people who can cultivate to this level and are still alive are absolutely impossible to be brainless.

The Desolate King would like to see if these people can maintain this mentality when encountering something that makes them jealous in the burial ground.

PS: Please recommend tickets at midnight!