Chapter 160 He Is More Ruthless than the Murlocs
"It's already 2:07!"
In a huge building of 10,000 meters!
This old thing of the murlocs pointed to the exquisite wall clock on the wall not far away.
Like other powerful Wanzu, he now very much wants to get a lot of rewards from Xiaozu.
For them, isn't this what a strong man should get?
They have also grown step by step from the small clan to today's pretty good level. In the last competition, there was no strong existence in their clan that reached the first rank of Daoyun, and they didn't dare to come to participate in this competition at that time. kind of competition.
But this time it was different.
Even though they are attached to an orthodox big clan participating in the competition, their own strength is quite powerful!
In this case, they can just kill these ordinary small clans by surprise.
for them.
They have also been bullied by these big races. After finally getting up now, if they don't bully these small races well, wouldn't it be a complete waste of their own strength? This feeling of bullying the small by the big is the true meaning of this world! ! !
a ha ha ha!
The two laughed wildly.
They are more vicious than the original big clans, and they are more savage than the original powerful clans.
The villain gains power.
Very scary.
The old man of the Tool Spirit Clan is already feeling extremely sad in his heart.
It can be said that he lived like a year in this short 4 minutes.
And on the eve of the final choice, he finally made his own decision.
He is still ready to agree to the unreasonable request made by the other party, or to accept this completely unfair treaty.
He didn't want Jianxin to die in the hunting ground under such circumstances at all, and he had to know that this kind of death was not the same as being killed by others in a normal battle.
In the eyes of his old man...
If Jianxin was jointly attacked by two people, so that he died in the end, it would be completely abandoned by their Qiling clan.
It's completely because the Qiling clan abandoned their clansmen for things like money!
This kind of thing is absolutely not allowed to happen to the current Qiling clan!
They would rather spend another thousand years or even ten thousand years, and they must not let their people fall into such a state of demoralization!
Once one chooses to abandon one's own clansman, once one chooses to drag out one's life, then this race cannot escape the fate of being trampled all day long, and there is no place to turn over!
throw away once.
Abandoned for life.
Dogs are worse.
A plate of loose sand.
Smelly garbage in the complete sense, a humble thing that maggots have never even looked at! ! !
Once the so-called future of the entire race is exchanged for sacrificing the fate of the people in the clan, then this race will definitely not go far. A single abandonment will be accompanied by endless atrocities, and the stench of reincarnation is the fundamental reason why it is difficult for some ten thousand races to get up.
So what if you sacrifice money now!
Think of it as spending money to buy a lesson!
Think of it as spending money to buy this bloody lesson!
But at this moment, when other ten thousand races also looked at the old man with sympathy but helplessness.
The two jade plaques not far away suddenly shattered.
The old man couldn't help but glanced at the two jade cards. He obviously thought that there was a sword heart in the jade cards.
But after he finished reading it, he was confused.
In a daze, he set his eyes on the murlocs and dwarves who were a few steps away.
Yes.
The two jade cards represent death, and the two people representing death are none other than members of the murloc and dwarf race!
So, so this is what happened?
What happened in the hunting grounds?
How could the murlocs and the dwarves be killed?
It doesn't make sense.
The murlocs and dwarves participated in the hunting competition this time, a total of 22 people came. Although the strength of the 22 people varies, there is a clan member of the first rank Daoyun who takes the lead.
Then when other races see the murlocs and dwarves, they will not act rashly. After all, killing other weak tribesmen is meaningless in itself, and it will also have a head-on conflict with the murlocs and dwarves. This is not worth the candle.
Everyone knows that the murlocs and dwarves have special hobbies, and these two races are often indescribably linked together.
And at this time, let alone the old man, let alone other inexplicable ten thousand races, even the two old things, the murlocs and the dwarves, they don't know what happened at all.
After a short period of doubt, they immediately tried to contact the two clansmen with first-grade Dao Yun through the square box in their hands!
They want to ask to see what happened in the hunting ground.
Then a rather terrifying truth was placed in front of them.
These two clansmen whose strength is at least the first grade of Daoyun have lost contact! ! !
The first attempt was like a thunderbolt.
The 2nd attempt was confusing.
The 3rd attempt was sweating.
4th.
5th.
10th time.
When the box in his hand was finally smashed to the ground, the expressions of the two old men were completely unable to keep calm!
They already know one of the most basic things.
They are proud of it, and they are ready to use it to threaten other small races' first-grade Daoyun clansmen...
All were killed!
The two of them didn't even have a trace of spirit left behind, and they were wiped out in an instant! ! !
After this happens...
There is no way for the two old things to maintain the arrogance just now, and there is no way for them to continue to say such arrogant words to the old man of the Qi Spirit Race!
Their minds are filled with the simplest questions.
what happened?
What happened in the hunting ground?
Why are our two clansmen who are fully capable of a first-grade Daoyun being killed under such circumstances...
Not even a sliver of information can come out of the hunting ground...
Why?
Why?
My head is full of unknowns.
Head full of confusion and fear.
When they finally came back to their senses and the eyes of the other ten thousand races fell on them one by one, they suddenly understood the most basic thing.
It's over.
It's all over.
After the death of two people with a first-grade Dao Yun, their race has instantly dropped from a ten thousand race that can barely get on the stage to a fairly ordinary ten thousand race!
And they are already threatening many races, and they already have many IOUs from thousands of races in their hands...
Backlash!
This is backlash!
The other ten thousand races who have been bullied by the murlocs and dwarves...
Even if they don't know who is so supernatural, they instantly killed two people who are strong enough to have a first-grade Taoism!
But for them!
This really solved their hatred!
While making them extremely happy, they came to these two old things brightly, and then went to see the expressions on their faces.
What a sharp mouth.
What a look exactly like the murlocs and dwarves.
But in the sight of the old man, the old man didn't know what words to use to describe his heart.
He looked at the oppressive eyes in front of him.
He felt that after the murlocs and dwarves fell, more murlocs and dwarves would stand up.
He also understood a basic truth.
In the battle between ten thousand races, there is no absolute right or wrong.
Just like the introduction of the rules at the beginning of this hunting competition, this is just a simple hunting field competition, and it has nothing to do with the grievances between the ten thousand races.
This reasoning is correct.
This reasoning is bullshit again.
Nothing to do with the grievances between races?
Ha ha ha ha!
What kind of magnanimity, what kind of condescension, what kind of nonsense words can only be uttered by a weird dog!
Under such circumstances, do you tell me that there is no racial grievance yet?
"I'll kill the ancestral graves of your race!"
The old man jumped up directly, his face was full of ferocity!
Wonder what's going on in the hunting grounds? It doesn't matter!
He was riding on the murloc's neck, and a fist hit the murloc's eyeball directly!
As the murloc's eyeball was blown up in the air, he grabbed the murloc's fish eye and pulled it out with its meridians alive!
Put it in your mouth!
Chew.
Mouth full of the stench and fishy smell of bursting fish eyes!
After fear, helplessness, tragedy, and pain, the old man is more ruthless than this murloc! And this is the wonderful world of all races, so dreamy, so real!