"Then let's go out together!"

Not only was Qin Yichen not scared away, but he was as powerful as a rainbow. Looking at those starry eyes that looked like wild beasts, Xi Chen shuddered. He felt that at this moment, he had fallen into the prey of a knife! "Boom!!!"

With one slash of the sword, the Dharma body was completely shattered! The White Tiger's blade slashed hard on Xi Chen's shoulder, directly cutting off his entire arm! Not only that, the sharpness in the sword's blade crazily poured into Xi Chen's body, strangulating it.

In his internal organs, even if the latter desperately used his immortal power to suppress it, he still felt extremely painful, let alone recovering from his broken arm! After all, Xi Chen did not have the courage to die with Qin Yichen, so at the last moment, he did not choose to destroy his body, but

Choose to avoid the critical point.

After all, he is still young, and he is the future leader of the Corpse Dragon Clan. An old guy from the Lilong Clan wants to trade with him and ruin this huge opportunity. No matter what, it is his fault! Corpse Chen holds a severed arm in his hand,

His face was extremely ugly, and he still couldn't accept the fact that he was defeated! "Impossible, impossible... Who are you? Even if you are the reincarnation of the leader of the Lilong Clan, I am the future leader of my Zombie Clan.

!How can our Corpse Demon Clan lose to the Lilong Clan!"

Xi Chen looked at the slender figure in front of him. Even though he had been refining corpse puppets for many years and was kept at a distance by all the Eastern Barbarian tribes, he felt inexplicable fear in this young man! But Li Wushuang and the others stood stunned on the spot, full of emotions.

His face was horrified, the ancestor actually won!?

They knew that their ancestors had monstrous means and tyrannical strength, but they never expected that their ancestors had such strength! Every one of the methods shown in this battle was enough to move them! Not only the methods, but also the magical objects, there were so many, I am afraid that only

Only with the strength of his ancestors could he search freely in the battlefield of Eastern Xinjiang! Li Wushuang came back to his senses, suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, and shouted loudly: "Xi Chen, listen carefully! The ancestor of our clan has a god named Li Taotian!

You lose!"

"Li Taotian!?"

Xi Chen was startled, why had he never heard of it?

Not to mention him, Shi Ning and all the strong men from the Corpse Demon Clan also looked at a loss.

But Xi Chen was unwilling to shout: "Li Taotian?

Why don’t I know, senior, where did your methods of transforming dragons and dragons come from?”

When Qin Yichen heard this, he snorted coldly: "When I was fighting in Zhongzhou and fighting the real dragon to the death, your ancestors still didn't know where they were!"

Corpse Chen trembled all over, this, this is... a powerful person in the divine realm from the True Dragon Era?

! Then it seems not surprising to have such means! Suddenly, Li Wushuang laughed loudly: "Zi Chen, you are the winner and the loser, you said it yourself! Remember, the ancestor of Tao Tian is the deputy chief of our clan.

, and you claim to be the future leader of the Corpse Demon Clan!"

"Today, you, the future clan leader of the Zombie clan, lost to the deputy clan leader of our clan. You and I will witness this together. You will never forget it in your life!"

Following Li Wushuang's aggressiveness, Xi Chen staggered for a while, his face turned pale, and he seemed to be unable to hold back, spitting out a mouthful of smelly black blood.

What Li Wushuang said was not only a slap in the face, but more importantly, it affected Zhizhao's state of mind! In the future, when Zhizhao attacks the divine realm, and when he takes over as clan leader, he will think of the fact that today, he lost to the Lilong Clan's leader.

Deputy Clan Chief! He lost to an existence that was more than a hundred places away from him in the Zhilong Clan’s background! Xi Ning saw this, his eyes were filled with hatred, and he stood in front of Zhi Chen: “Li Wushuang, today you Lilong Clan have lost their temper.

Luck! It’s just to live one more life and bully the small with the big!”

"When my senior brother becomes a god, I will see what else your Lilong Clan can do to be arrogant!"

"Let's go!"

Xi Ning gritted his teeth and waved his hands. A group of strong men from the Zhi Chen tribe helped Xi Chen and prepared to leave. However, just as he turned around, he heard a playful laugh.

"Walk?

Did I let you go?"

Xi Ning turned around, looked at the young man with slightly raised lips, and said coldly: "Senior, your current condition is not much better, right?

You're just at the end of your battle, do you still want to show off your power in front of us?"

Qin Yichen's sneer didn't stop: "If you win, you will step on me and become famous. If you lose, you will bully the small ones with your big one. You, the Corpse Demon Clan, really have a good plan!"

"Where in the world can such good things happen!?"

Even if he is not the ancestor of the Lilong clan, if others want to step on him to become famous, and if they lose, they will pat their butt and leave. Do they really think that he is easy to bully?

Xi Ning's eyes flickered, and he said: "Then what do you want, senior?"

This opportunity belongs to you, the Lilong Clan, and I, the Corpse Demon Clan, will no longer fight for it, isn’t it enough?”

Qin Yichen sneered: "Sharp-tongued, this opportunity belongs to my Lilong clan, not to me from your Corpse Demon clan!"

"I heard that during these years of my silence, your Corpse Demon Clan took away the divine corpses of my descendants and refined them into Corpse Puppet Divine Weapons. Is this true?"

Xi Ning's body trembled. Of course he knew this. It was this incident that made the relationship between his Zhixia Clan and Lilong Clan even worse! However, Xi Ning didn't take it to heart at first, because there was more than a hundred differences between the two clans.

With such a big gap, even if the ancestral tomb volcano erupts, the Lilong clan cannot catch up.

It’s not like there weren’t strong men from the Lilong Clan coming to settle accounts in the past. Even the previous leader of the Lilong Clan came with magic weapons, but the result was nothing. Until now, the Corpse Puppet is still in the hands of his Corpse Demon Clan.

But looking at the current situation, this old guy from the Lilong Clan wants to settle a score! Xi Ning’s face changed slightly, but he was not too panicked: “That’s true, but the strong man from the Lilong Clan has fallen. God

If the corpse falls into the hands of our Corpse Demon Clan, it can be turned into a divine weapon, which is not a good thing for the Eastern Barbarians."

"Good thing?"

Qin Yichen smiled. Although he was just making excuses, the reply from the Corpse Demon Clan really annoyed him: "Since it's a good thing, why don't you send your Corpse Demon Clan's divine corpse to my Lilong Clan and let me refine it as well?"

Ichiban!?"

Xi Ning's face turned cold and he suddenly laughed: "Since senior is unwilling to give in, it can be said that the divine corpse is in our Zhixia clan. If senior wants it, he can come to our clan to ask for it after leaving the secret realm."

Li Wushuang's expression changed. This was the reason why he, the Lilong Clan, was repeatedly defeated. He came to ask for help. How could the Digital God Realm of the Zombie Clan be afraid of them?

However, when Qin Yichen heard this, he laughed angrily: "Press me with an old guy from the Zombie clan?

It's okay to scare these brats, but you want to scare me?

They deserve it!"

Qin Yichen's voice was cold: "I am the deputy chief of my Lilong Clan, and the descendant you captured is also the deputy chief. Why, are my bones still there and will they be refined by you?"

Xi Ning's expression suddenly changed. Doesn't this old guy know the difference between the Lilong Clan and the Zhixia Clan?
Chapter completed!