Later, Qin Yichen was taken to the Chili clan's residence for hosting various clans. There were many courtyards, but it was not shabby at all.

But along the way, Qin Yichen found that the atmosphere in the Chili clan was depressing, and there were even white cloths hanging on many streets, each looking like their dead parents.

In fact, several strong men from the Chili clan and Li Huazun had a good conversation at first, but suddenly they suddenly felt a burst of sadness and anger, and they muttered words, as if they were mourning the god of war Chizhan.

What confused Qin Yichen the most was that Li Huazun and the three elders were also in tears. Then he suddenly remembered that they all had disciples and relatives who died on the battlefield in Eastern Xinjiang.

After a long time, Li Huazun and the old man of the Chili tribe comforted each other: "This time, more sons and daughters from each tribe can enter the secret realm of the God Emperor. This is all the result of the immortal contribution of the God King Chi Zhan."

"My sons, you must remember that it was King Chi War God and countless heroes of our Eastern Barbarians who paved the way for you and carved out a future for you. You must cherish it!"

Several gods were calming down, but Ziyun looked at it and curled his lips. Isn't it because too many people died and they were afraid that the next generation would not be able to take over, so they increased the number of places? Why are you talking so sensationally?

He wanted to say something sarcastic, but found that even Li Xun looked gloomy. Qin Yichen later found out that all the friends who went to Eastern Xinjiang with this talkative man were dead.

Ziyun pursed his lips, it was true that he was a king and defeated a bandit, but he didn't deserve to stand on someone's grave and laugh at him: "Who makes you think about Zhongzhou all day long? Are we going to give up our hometown?"

"But it has nothing to do with us. Anyway, they are fighting with the demons now. But having said that, the most painful thing is probably Senior Lion King..."

Qin Yichen also sighed. It is impossible for Dongman to forget such a feud. With his current strength, it is difficult to change anything...

There are a total of nineteen entrances to the Divine Emperor's Secret Realm this time. On average, there are about twenty tribes at each entrance, which is about two to three thousand people.

The Lilong clan is just one of them. Even the Chili clan, there will be twenty-seven clans gathered here!

Just after he moved into the courtyard, Qin Yichen felt a lifeless aura approaching. The deathly aura was very gloomy and depressing, as if it made people feel sad and inexplicably frightened.

Qin Yichen and the other two walked out of the courtyard and saw that Li Wushuang had also walked out, followed by a group of his compatriots, and the many figures walking towards the opposite side seemed to have condensed into a dark cloud.

I saw those figures wrapped in black cloth, which was quite tight. Many of them only showed a pair of sinister eyes. The skin exposed to the air was also livid or black and purple, which was very disgusting.

Moreover, these figures exuded a deathly aura, as if they were crawling out of a mountain of corpses, which made people's first reaction be to avoid them and to be horrified.

"This is……"

Qin Yichen just frowned, but saw Li Xun's face darken, and he clenched his fist and said, "Zombie clan!"

Qin Yichen nodded slightly. They seemed to be from the Eastern Barbarian clan, but Qin Yichen was very puzzled. There seemed to be a lot of anger between the two clans.

I saw Li Wushuang standing at the top of the Lilong Clan, and a young man from the Corpse Demon Clan. His eyes were obviously smiling, but they made people feel rather vicious and cold, and he felt uncomfortable being stared at by them.

Moreover, the young man's sneer was obviously sinister and sharp, and Qin Yichen could still vaguely judge the gender through his tight black figure.

"Brother Wushuang, you're welcome."

Li Wushuang's attitude was cold: "You're fine, of course, I can't see what you look like now."

The young man from the corpse clan smiled sinisterly: "Looks don't matter, I do remember the way Brother Wushuang looked when he lost to me last time, but he was quite embarrassed."

As soon as these words came out, Li Wushuang's eyes immediately flashed with a cold light, and Li Qingqing even shouted coldly on the spot: "What did you say!"

However, right next to the young man, another woman walked out. Seeing this, Ziyun curled her lips and said: "It's not afraid of affecting the growth if it is so tight."

I saw that woman's body was like an iceberg. This feeling was not cold and glamorous, but as cold as a corpse, cold-blooded and cruel.

As soon as the woman's voice came out, Ziyun immediately stopped caring about her development: "Did my senior brother make a mistake? Back then, when you asked who would win and who lost in the battle between the Zujinxian, you Lilong Clan will never forget it.

Bar?"

Li Qingqing gritted his silver teeth: "So what if a bunch of guys who deal with corpses all day long rely on disgusting methods to win? They made themselves look like this, and those who don't know think that someone is driving corpses!"

There is a saying that Li Qingqing's words reflected the thoughts of Qin Yichen and the others. It was the first time for them to see such a weird race. It was so lifeless and disgusting.

However, the woman smiled sinisterly and even more jokingly: "Sister Wu Qing is still the same as before, only making excuses with these innocuous words."

The corpse clan members laughed sinisterly, as if a group of corpses were rising up, making Li Xun feel as if his eardrums were about to be pierced, and his face turned pale.

When Li Wushuang saw this, his face changed for a moment, his black and red pupils suddenly flashed, and his ferocious aura erupted: "It's better to save the trouble."

Seeing this, the young man from the corpse clan smiled coldly: "It seems that brother Wushuang is much better than before. I guess he won't lose as badly as last time."

As he spoke, the young man changed the topic: "By the way, I heard that your Lilong Clan only has a hundred quotas this time, right? My Corpse Demon Clan has a quota of one hundred and fifty. It seems that your Lilong Clan is still mediocre.

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Li Wushuang's face darkened: "So what if there are one hundred places? We may not lose to your Corpse Demon Clan!"

The young man from the Corpse Demon Clan sneered: "My Corpse Demon Clan's quota is half as many as your Lilong Clan's. Li Wushuang, you are the leader of the Lilong Clan, right? Don't tell me you don't know what the fifty-digit gap means."

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"By the way, I came to see you today firstly to see your progress over the years, and by the way, let me tell you that after entering the God Emperor's Secret Realm, you, the Lilong Clan, have taken a fancy to the opportunity, otherwise you'd better not be tempted by it.

, it’s not good to turn your people into corpse puppets..."

As soon as these words came out, the Lilong clan immediately went into a rage, with everyone's faces full of anger: "What did you say!"

"What a weird thing! Why don't you take off the black veil and walk around the street to see if the Chili clan will treat you like a monster and beat you to death!"

"Take us into corpse puppets? Guys like you who are full of corpse stench will only feel nauseated if you swallow it in one gulp!"

However, the corpse clan members laughed sinisterly and did not reply. However, just the harsh sound, which was like mourning, made Li Xun and others inexplicably tremble with fear.

Only Qin Yichen stood in the crowd, looking at this group of zombies. Not to mention his aesthetics, even the Lilong tribe in the Eastern Barbarians regarded these guys as neither humans nor ghosts!
Chapter completed!