Violent Martial Soul System

"thump!"

"The old ancestor is happy, and his life is boundless!"

"The unworthy descendant Yin Qi has become too disrespectful, please punish the ancestor..."

Yin Qi finally knelt down. Although this was in the void, and the bodies of the Yin Demons were not real, there would be no sound when kneeling like this, but in order to show the effect, he knelt down and deliberately A marijuana stone was transformed under the knee, with pits and hollows.

And even the legs were turned into flesh and blood just before kneeling down, and when he licked down hard, his knees hit the uneven big bluestone, making a heavy plopping sound, Zhao Feng couldn't help but The scalp tightened.

This old guy is really not an ordinary idiot, it's so easy to fool!

Thinking like this in his heart, Zhao Feng didn't show it on the surface, his figure flickered, and he regained the form of a white-faced human youth before, waved his hand and said slowly: "Well, this is not the same, this is the original Good grandson of the ancestor!"

"Looking back, my ancestor wants to pass on the ghost claw of the battle body magic, and he must pick the one who looks the most pleasing to the eye and the person who is most favored by the ancestor. Now it seems that it is probably you...Pingshen!"

"thump!"

"thump!"

...

It’s okay not to say this sentence, but after saying it, the more than one hundred members of the Yin Demon Clan behind Yin Qi all knelt down, and they all followed Yin Qi’s example, materializing the flesh and blood of their legs, and changing their knees. There was a large bluestone with pits and pits, and there was such a plop when kneeling down like this, even Zhao Feng was taken aback by being caught off guard.

There are even a few ruthless guys who are no longer there. The big bluestones under the feet are not just potholes, but densely packed with sharp vertical thorns. Kneeling down, the brittle heads are stuck in the thorns , blood flowing.

After all, their legs are now flesh and blood, and what should bleed will still bleed.

It seems that what Pingshen said earlier had an effect. If you want to pass on the Nether Claw, the battle body magic technique of the Nether tribe, you must choose the most pleasing and lovable guy to pass it on for the first time!

That is to say, everyone is equal, and everyone has a chance!

These guys are all jealous, it's a performance of hard work.

For this,

Clan Lao Yin Qi also knew it well, and immediately glared at those fellows bleeding from their knees. He was secretly murderous, and scolded the neighbor next door for daring to steal fortune from his master. Alive!

"You guys, what are you talking about? Are you brain-dead?"

Zhao Feng's complexion sank, and he began to scold on the spot: "Kneeling and saluting are intentional, what's the point of doing such vain things? You are already bastards, if you do this again, it won't make people laugh at my ancestor if it spreads." Not only are the offspring of the Yin Demon Clan bastards, but they are all stupid pigs? Wow, I killed my patriarch with anger..."

Zhao Feng also got into the show, he used to call himself the Young Master, but now Yin Qi knelt down on the ground with all the members of the Yin Demon Clan, and he immediately became the Patriarch one by one, what a thief!

However, none of the guys kneeling on the ground found it harsh, but the bastards, they felt very comfortable listening to it, at least it shows that the ancestor in front of them has recognized their blood descendants. identity...

"Damn it, you dare to provoke Patriarch, what if you destroy Patriarch's body?"

Yin Qi stood up immediately, raised her hands and clapped out angrily: "You guys who have ulterior motives, you will not be allowed to stay!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The sound of the energy explosion of the two canopies came out, and the two guys exploded into a cloud of cold mist on the spot, their consciousness dissipated, and they disappeared.

As my confidant, but I can't resist in the face of huge temptation, and dare to compete with myself for good fortune, this is clearly a white-eyed wolf, I can't keep him!

Although Yin Qi didn't say these words, the more than a hundred confidants of the Yin Demon Race who were kneeling on the ground behind him knew it well, each of them was trembling, and they didn't dare to breathe.

"Okay, what did my ancestor say just now? Is it possible for me to treat you three times?"

Zhao Feng sneered in his heart, but on the surface his face darkened, and he showed displeasure when he waved his hands.

These guys didn't dare to delay any longer, and they all got up in a panic.

Yin Qi bowed slightly, and greeted Zhao Feng like a eunuch, pointed at the entrance of the Yin Nest and said: "Old Ancestor, it's windy outside, it will be bad if you catch a cold, please go home with me!" .”

"Okay, after all, they are the descendants of my ancestors. Although they are bastards with impure combat bodies, they can be regarded as my own family. Let's go in and have a look."

Zhao Feng seized the opportunity and didn't let it go. He took the opportunity to take advantage of a few verbal words. His heart was already bubbling with joy, but he didn't intend to stop there. The mound went out, thinking about the treasures of the Yin Demon Clan: "It happens that my ancestor was just born, and I don't know much about this world, and it's boring. Just look at the families of your unworthy descendants. Interesting objects can be played with, so as to pass the boring time..."

"Yes, yes, too much, please hurry up."

Upon hearing Zhao Feng's words, Yin Qi panickedly responded, bowed to ask, and led the way: "Don't worry, old ancestor, there are many interesting things, and I will send them to you in a while. Don't be disgusted. You also know that we are just a bunch of useless bastards, and we can't come up with anything that catches your eyes..."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, as long as you have a heart!"

Zhao Feng waved his hands sharply, but sighed inwardly: "This son of a bitch is so filial!"

...

Yin nest, deep in the ancestral land.

In the cave of the other two powerful clans, Lao Yin Ba and Yin Jiu.

Yinba and Yinjiu didn't pay much attention to the situation outside the Yin Nest.

It's just a young man from the human race who came to the door to clamor for life and death. If Yin Qi made a move, he would definitely die. They didn't have the heart to pay too much attention to this kind of thing.

Therefore, they didn't know everything that happened outside at the beginning, until the inner circle of the family below reported the situation, Yin Ba and Yin Jiu suddenly stood up, regretting it!

"What? The young master of the Nether tribe? He actually used the legendary Nether Claw of the tribe's combat body in public? He split a small meteor thousands of miles away in half in an instant?"

"Wakaka, it's really a big loss this time, the living ancestor came to the door, and even said that he should pick someone who is pleasing to the eye, and the most pleasing one is to teach the ghost claw of the battle body magic... Lao Qi is really lucky this time Already!"

"No, you can't let him take all the advantages by himself!"

"Zuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Shouting incoherently, Yin Ba and Yin Jiu immediately put some treasures in the cave into a small space box and carried them with them. They hurried out of the cave at the first time and rushed towards Yin Qi's cave. run away...

When leading Zhao Feng into the passageway of the Yin Nest, Yin Qi had secretly winked at his confidant, and the latter understood, so he walked a few steps quickly and rushed to the front.

Yin Qi could tell that this old ancestor of the Nether clan young master was just born, and he didn't have any city, so he was easy to coax. The first one was passed on to myself.

Although he didn't say that the other ones would not be passed on, what if after one was passed on, the latter would be delayed? No one can afford to wait a hundred and eighty years.

Therefore, the current Yin Qi only wants to make his ancestor happy. Although he has the cultivation base of the twelfth great void realm, and this ancestor has just been born, it is clear that the cultivation base is not high, only the tenth. It looks like the first level of the realm cave.

But Yin Qi never thought of using force!

On the one hand, this little ancestor doesn't have much city mansion, so it's easy to coax anyway, so there's no need for that.

On the other hand, their Yin Demon Race is the mixed-blood descendant of the Nether Race after all. If we really want to use force to face a pure Nether Race, they may be able to kill them because their cultivation level is higher than the opponent, but It is completely impossible to search for the soul to obtain the secret of the opponent's combat body magic.

Zhao Feng also knew this well, that's why he was so old, and he threw out the great temptation of the Nether clan's battle body divine technique, the Nether Claw. He was sure that these guys couldn't resist, Strong, I can only hold my breath and pretend to be my grandson in front of him!

Soon, Zhao Feng, led by Yin Qi's flattering smile all the way, walked through the Yin Nest passage and came to the inside of the Yin Nest.

What catches the eye is a gloomy and cold world, although there are voids and stars, but the main color is gray and dark, without any source of masculinity, and there is a cold atmosphere everywhere.

"Congratulations to the ancestors, I wish the ancestors of Huanjian enjoy immortal blessings forever, and live as long as the heavens!"

In the dark and cold void in front of him, there were three or four thousand members of the Yin Demon clan kneeling on the ground.

There are more than 10,000 people in the entire Yin Demon Clan, currently under the control of three clan elders, and there are exactly three or four thousand people in the Yin Qi lineage, and basically all of them have arrived at present, and they are all kneeling here.

Not to mention, Yin Qi, an old guy, really knows how to do things. It seems that Zhao Feng likes this kind of ostentation, and the arrangement is indeed quite to his liking.

If you let him know that the reason why Zhao Feng likes this kind of ostentation is because he is so willing to see these turtle grandsons being taken advantage of by him, crying and shouting like looking for death and life, so his heart is happy and his whole body is refreshed... I'm afraid it's a sinister... Qi had to blow his hair on the spot, he had to spray old blood!

"Hey, what is this for? It's a big black film, is it interesting to make such a scene? My ancestor has always kept a low profile, and I don't like this kind of thing..."

Seeing the Yinmo clansman kneeling on the ground in front of him, Zhao Feng was so happy that he almost floated up. He said he likes to keep a low profile, but he got up and came to the place where these guys were kneeling. Ahead, enjoy their kneeling.

He was not in a hurry to make people get up, first he turned his head to sweep the group of guys with a smile, and finally waved his hand lightly: "Okay, that's enough, bastards, get up!"

"Thank you, Patriarch!"

"I wish my ancestors eternal blessings and longevity!"

A group of guys called bastards all smiled happily. The ancestor's eyes scanned them carefully just now. Everyone felt that they had fallen into the eyes of the ancestor, and they might still be remembered by the ancestor. Alright, this is the rhythm of prosperity just around the corner.

Overjoyed, this group of guys all got up one after another, and didn't dare to block the way ahead, and took the initiative to retreat to the side, looking up at them with hot eyes.

"Old Ancestor, this way please..."

Yin Qi could see that this young master of the Nether clan was clearly very happy, didn't you see that now Le's mouth was grinning behind his ears?

It's normal to think about it, he was a powerful Young Master of the Nether Race in ancient times, and now he is born in this era, but he finds that the Nether Race has long since fallen. How strong is the sense of loss in his heart.

Under such circumstances, it is rare to enjoy the honorable treatment of the past in the old lair of this brood of hybrid descendants, so I am naturally happy.

The patriarch was happy, and Yin Qi was naturally happy too. He vaguely felt that he had already touched the patriarch's preferences. It seemed that the magic of the Nether Claw could not escape, and it must belong to him.

Thinking like this, Yin Qi felt a little floating...

Here, the three or four thousand descendants under Yin Qi's command had just receded far away, and immediately two groups of people floated like dark clouds in front of them, one left and one right, each with three or four thousand people, covering a large area in darkness. Kneeling on the ground in front of Zhao Feng, the two leaders were Yin Ba and Yin Jiu!

After the two knelt down, their heads were hanging down, but they each held a small space box in their hands, and raised it high, shouting loudly.

"Old Ancestor, I'm here to do my best, please forgive me, I have prepared some gadgets here as a gift for my Ancestor!"

"Zuu is playing yes, and Lao Jiu is the same. It's not a good thing, but it represents Lao Jiu's heart. I hope that the ancestors don't dislike it, just accept it..."

Old eight? Nine?

Zhao Feng was startled, and subconsciously glanced at Yin Qi beside him, seeing that his face immediately became gloomy, so he suddenly understood.

It seems that these two guys are old from the Yin Demon clan like Yin Qi, and they are only ranked behind. They must have received the news and rushed to flatter them. To put it bluntly, the ultimate goal is to win their own favor , so as to receive the inheritance passed on to the Nether Claw.

Thinking in this way, Zhao Feng immediately calmed down. As long as the other party has such intentions, he will be taken to death by him, not to mention that there is Yin Qi who has been deeply poisoned beside him, even if the two people in front of him do not know each other. They don't want to do anything to themselves if there is Yin Qi.

Thinking in this way, Zhao Feng's complexion sank, he raised his hand and patted his chest, and said, "Who are these two bastards? They rushed out suddenly, brought a group of people to accept their heads and bowed down, and this old ancestor was so scared that his heart jumped. Out……"

This was originally Zhao Feng's words to take advantage of the opportunity again. It was just a casual remark. Unexpectedly, it was passed into the ears of Yin Ba and Yin Jiu, but it was no different from the sound of nature. The two old guys grinned on the spot , very excited like a chicken blood, scrambling to show his identity and show his loyalty.

"Yes, yes, the old ancestor is very discerning. Aren't we two bastards? Your old man's hybrid descendants, your old breed, is called bastard for short. Is that what you mean, old ancestor?"

"Zou is playing, right? The one next to you is the bastard seventh, this one is the bastard eighth, and the little one is my bastard ninth, all of them are your offspring..."

This bastard was originally what Zhao Feng called out to make him feel at ease, but now he hears it a lot, especially when these two guys bite one bastard, and then they say they are all of their own kind. To Zhao Feng's ears, gradually it is not so true It's a smell.

Isn't this scolding yourself?

These guys are bastards, and I am their ancestor, so what's the matter?