You have a good chance, I accept it.

A middle-aged man suddenly appeared in front of him. He looked dignified without anger and spoke.

Xiaohong braked suddenly and floated quietly in the air, staring at the middle-aged man in front of him.

The middle-aged man in front of him was the True Lord of the Hedao Period of the demon race.

No matter what race it is, once they transform, they like to transform into the appearance of the human race, because the appearance of the human race is extremely convenient, there is only such a simple reason.

It is not that the human race is the innate body of Tao, the closest existence to Tao, there is no such a ridiculous reason.

If the human race is born close to the Tao, then they will not be so cowardly.

"It turns out to be His Majesty the Divine Beast. Where is His Majesty the Divine Beast going?"

The middle-aged man's face eased slightly after seeing Xiaohong.

"I don't need the True Lord to control where I go. Please get out of the way."

Xiaohong said calmly. If the man in front of him was not a True Lord, he would have cursed him long ago, but the man in front of him was a True Lord of the Hedao Period. He still didn't dare to insult a True Lord of the Hedao Period.

After all, no matter how powerful your power is, you still have to be polite in front of the powerful, otherwise even if the powerful kills you, it will be in vain.

A True Lord in the Hedao period has to treat even a race with caution, let alone a force.

"Your Highness the Divine Beast can go, but leave the three humans on your back. I suspect they are related to the Dark Forest riot, so I will take them back for investigation."

"If there is no connection, I will let them go."

After the True Lord finished speaking, Xiaohong's eyes flickered.

"Mad Python, do you think you believe what you said? You are a True Lord, I dare not disrespect you, but if you don't get out of the way now, the tribe behind you may suffer because of you."

"Do you believe it?"

"Are you threatening me?"

The eyes of the Mad Python flickered, and its own momentum bloomed, even the space was slightly distorted.

This is the power of the True Lord in the Hedao period, and even the space of this world cannot bear it.

"Mad Python, get out of the way and let me pass. I will be the future young master of the Ten Thousand Demons Hall. If you make friends with me, the tribe behind you will also benefit from it."

"You captured these human races and brought them back. I believe they were just killed. It's your choice."

After Xiao Hong finished speaking, the face of the Mad Python was slightly gloomy.

There is no doubt that Xiao Hong's words moved him.

After all, in front of him was a real divine beast with 100% divine beast blood, the leader of the demon race, plus the full support of the Snow Wolf Clan. As long as he wanted, the young master of the Ten Thousand Demons Hall would be his sooner or later.

And his own tribe, the Mad Python Clan, had a very low status in the Ten Thousand Demons Hall, and it was all supported by himself.

And now if he made friends with the future young master of the Ten Thousand Demons Hall, the power of the tribe behind him would easily rise.

The demon race is a general term for a tribe, among which there are many small branches. These small branches are all kinds of demon beasts, and each branch forms a top tribe.

And these top tribes have established a top strength, the Ten Thousand Demons Hall.

Only the demon clan branches with Hedao-stage True Lords in the clan can enter the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, and the Crazy Python clan behind him is extremely weak in the Ten Thousand Demons Palace.

He relies on himself to support it, and since he became the foundation of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, he has aroused the envy of many clans.

After all, the Crazy Python clan was just food for other demon clan branches in ancient times. In the past few million years, a Crazy Python was born, which made this clan rise.