Start with 3,000 Demon Gods and Become Invincible

  Chapter 41 Friendly attitude! are very smart

  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 grease, 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 a child like me. After being arrested for so long, they 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 was calm and unwilling to submit to this ethnic group, he could only use cruel means to deter him.

   However, violence should not be required.

  From the boy's memory, it can be seen that this group is eager to leave the small world they are in.

  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 entire group wants to leave the small world we live in. For us, the world we live in is like a cage, and the small one can reach the edge of the world in an instant."

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

  The Desolate King believed 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 a group that loves peaceful life, it will never have the idea of ​​leaving.

  Lin Mugeer thought for a while, and replied: "If the request made by the elder 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 tent, I will be there soon!" Desolate King replied.

   "Obey!"

  The knights who came outside to report left immediately.

   "Little guy, eat slowly, I will 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 has not come."

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

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

  It was Lin Shuiyao and Lin Xue who invited the powerful forces from the three parties to the general tent.

  Baidi Dragon Knight only knows about fighting and killing, and will not 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 tent of the general camp, there are only six chairs on both sides. Even if there are extra chairs, except for the three ancestors of the Nine Tribulation Emperors, no one dares to sit down. They all stand behind their respective ancestors.

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

  A profound art suitable for oneself is very important for every monk.

  The Xuan Gong bestowed on Lin Shuiyao and Lin Xue by the Desolate King was not top-ranked in the hands of the Desolate King, but it was higher than the inherited Xuan Gong of the three parties, and even surpassed the inherited Xuan Gong of many overseas clans.

  After the two girls switched to Xuangong practice, it is not an exaggeration to say that they have been sublimated at the level of life.

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

  Fengzu Lie, the patriarch 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 patriarchs narrowed their eyes slightly at the tent gate, a little shocked in their hearts. Can 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 stronger and which one is weaker. It doesn't mean that one cannot defeat someone who can give oneself a sense of oppression.

  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 skirt were faintly visible, which was really sultry.

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

  The two women stood on both sides.

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

   "Your Majesty deserves to be the master of the Baidi Dragonrider, and you have the overlord's attitude all over your body!"

   "The majesty of the desolate king is the only one I have ever seen in my life!"

  Ancestors Xianwu, Fengzu, Yaoguang took the initiative to clasped their fists to the Desolate King seated there, and laughed without any intention.

  The three of them are 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 beyond their imagination.

  In this world, it's not that whoever is old is the master, but whoever is strong enough and has a big background is the master.

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

  Conscientiously holding on to one's own identity, wrestling with this kind of person without the brain, is tantamount to taking death. This kind of person has seen too much in their life, and even has people around them.

Since they have given enough face, Huang Wang will naturally not show his face, and said with a light smile: "You three 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 when I go out, can I remember this account first?! I will definitely deliver it to Your Majesty personally afterwards."

  Yaoguang Patriarch Shenyue Ji sat down and stood up, bowed to the Desolate King in apology, which can be said to be full of sincerity.

   "Okay! Then remember it first."

   "By the way, have the emperor-level 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 was not easy to get angry, so he raised his hand to signal her to take a seat.

   I am very puzzled, why are these people 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.

  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!

  (end of this chapter)