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Outside the tent, two trolls held a chain and waited impatiently. Seeing Lin Ming's unhurried appearance, one troll suddenly became angry, "You f*ck, hurry up!"
Behind these two trolls, there are several human warriors whose cultivation ranges from the pulse-condensing stage to the post-acquired stage, but without exception, their true essence is vain, their meridians in their bodies are chaotic, and their foundations look unstable.
They all wear chains and shackles on their bodies. Under normal circumstances, because of the tracking marks, the trolls will not put chains and shackles on slaves, which will limit the labor ability of slaves, but if you go to the ancient blood crystal mine, you will often At the same time, hundreds of thousands of warrior slaves are called. At this time, if the slaves riot in unison, it will be very troublesome, so all the warriors will be locked up with the sealing chain.
When Lin Ming came out, these few people didn't even look at them. Their eyes were dull and listless, as if they had already despaired of life.
Seeing their state of mind, Lin Ming shook his head slightly in his heart. If a warrior loses the will to fight, then it will be difficult for him to make any progress in his life. However, with these people's conditions, it is really impossible to resist the troll tribe. get up.
"Wow!"
A troll pulled the seal chain in his hand, the links of the chain tightened immediately, and there was a crisp metal sound, the troll said coldly: "Go with the back of your hand."
Lin Ming glanced at the chain. The chain was engraved with runes of various troll races. This kind of Yuan Feng chain could only lock warriors below the innate stage at most.
"Hurry up!" Seeing that Lin Ming was still indifferent, the troll shouted angrily, "You're fucking deaf!"
"Fuck, you're looking for death!" The troll couldn't help saying, using the chain as a weapon, it drew towards Lin Ming!
The troll warrior's hand strength is very strong, and if it is pulled down, ordinary warriors will be directly smashed.
Seeing the chain being pulled over, Lin Ming let out a cold snort, stretched out his hand, and with a crisp sound of "click", Lin Ming firmly grasped the Fengyuan chain in his hand.
"You!" The two trolls were stunned when they saw this scene, and then furious. Both of them are one-star magic generals. The acquired warriors of human beings are in the eyes.
How could this human being dare to openly resist them
The troll holding the chain pulled the chain violently, wanting to pull Lin Ming over, but he never expected that this pull not only failed to pull Lin Ming over, but he staggered instead. Lin Ming's feet were like It was nailed to the ground like cast iron, and it didn't move at all.
"Bastard..." Before that troll could react, the other troll pulled out the ax on its back, an ax as thick as an arm, and slashed at Lin Ming with one axe! "Go to hell!"
Facing the cold lighted axe, Lin Ming expressionlessly kicked it out, right at the troll's wrist. He heard a crackling sound, the ax was kicked away, and the troll screamed while clutching his wrist. , his wrist was twisted at a strange angle, and on the side of the wrist, a white blood-stained broken bone pierced the skin.
"Ahh—rebellion!!" the troll shouted, but his voice stopped abruptly here. Lin Ming pinched his neck with one hand, and there was a crisp cracking sound, and the troll's head was completely It softened, and Lin Ming's throat was pinched off with one hand!
The troll vomited blood, his eyes protruded, and he died instantly.
"You...you..." The other troll looked at the dead companion in Lin Ming's hand in disbelief, his mind went blank, how could this be possible, isn't he a martial artist at the acquired stage... According to the data, Lin Ming was only at the early acquired stage Warrior, but at this time, he had no chance to investigate. A faint purple light penetrated into the center of the troll's forehead. His body shook, and the sea of spirit exploded instantly. His eyes turned white, and his body fell limply .
Behind the two trolls, the few warriors who were locked by the seal chain were stunned. They never expected that Lin Ming would strike and kill the two demon generals. He was crazy, he wanted to rebel!
At this time, no one cared to pay attention to Lin Ming's cultivation. They only had one thought in their minds. It's over. Once this matter is suppressed, they will be killed by their accomplices as rebels!
"Brother Lin Ming!" Behind Lin Ming, Xiao Qinghe covered her small mouth, her big eyes were full of fright, and the old lady was trembling slightly. Over the years, she had seen too many people running away and rebelling. Warriors, without exception, were skinned and turned into fur men.
Lin Ming was so young, how could he possibly be able to resist the colossal monster of the Mo Cang Tribe? There are so many Mo Cang elders, masters like clouds, how could a child be able to resist
Even ten years ago, there was a super-large-scale military slave riot involving seven or eight hundred warriors, but it failed as well! All participants died tragically, including their servants, who were implicated and skinned.
This old woman is already sixty years old, she is not afraid of being punished repeatedly, but she does not want her granddaughter Qing He to die tragically at such a young age.
"Son, you... you..." The old woman's filthy eyes were full of tears, and she didn't care about calling Lin Ming an adult, "Son, you are too reckless, run away! I beg you, take this child Qing He away!" superior… "
Lin Ming turned around and glanced at the old woman, and then popped out two purple lightning bolts, which landed on the old woman and Qing He. These two lightning bolts were formed by the light of disillusioned dreams. With the next tracking mark, you can find this grandparent in the chaos.
Lin Ming's lips moved slightly, and his true essence said via sound transmission: "I left two bags of bloodstones in the room, take them, find a safe place to hide, and wait for my news!"
Lin Ming didn't explain it at all, and he couldn't explain it clearly. He looked at the warriors who were handcuffed by Feng Yuan's chains. Most of them showed expressions of panic and hesitation. Only two people looked at him with expressions of excitement. and the color of hope.
Lin Ming's heart moved, and he asked, "What are your two names?"
"My name is Huo Yuan, and he is my younger brother Huo Zhen. We are scouts from the Tianqing Tribe. We were captured and turned into slaves. We thought we had no hope of fleeing, but we met a strong man. I begged the strong man to break the chains of Feng Yuan for the two of us." , the three of us joined hands to escape from the Mocang tribe, as long as we can escape back to our Tianqing tribe, my two brothers will repay the hero for saving his life!"
The Tianqing Tribe they mentioned is a human tribe near the Mo Cang Tribe. The Tianqing tribe is inevitably timid, so they often suffer.
Hearing the words of the two brothers who proposed to flee to the Tianqing tribe, several warriors raised the hope of fleeing. If they could escape, who would be willing to be slaves? It's just that the tracking marks on them made them unable to escape to the Tianqing tribe. Only at this time did someone notice Lin Ming's cultivation, he was clearly a congenital martial artist, so maybe there is really a slim hope of escaping and ascending to heaven!
Immediately, several warriors regained some of their spirits, stepped forward one after another, and said, "Please take us with you, we've had enough of this damn place!"
"Escape?" Lin Ming glanced at these warriors, and said calmly: "I'm going to kill people, not run away. If you have the guts, follow me. I'll take you to the headquarters of Mo Cang. If you don't have the guts, stay. Help me take care of their grandparents and grandchildren... "
Lin Ming pointed at Xiao Qinghe and her grandma, but when these words fell on the ears of other warriors, it was like a bolt from the blue.
They were all stunned for a moment, and no one could believe their ears.
What
Is this young man trying to enter the Mocang tribe alone? He's crazy!
Lin Ming unhurriedly took out a low-grade low-grade treasure knife from the Sumeru Ring, and with a flash of light, he directly chopped off the seal chains in these people's hands, just like cutting dead branches with ease.
You must know that the Fengyuan chain is forged by special techniques and engraved with the special runes of the troll race. It is extremely hard, and it is difficult for ordinary innate warriors to cut it off in a short time, but in Lin Ming's hands, it is as good as broken copper. Rotten iron in general.
After cutting off the chain, Lin Ming casually threw the low-grade treasured sword to Huo Yuan, and drew the Zixuan Spear from the Sumeru Ring.
Lin Ming hadn't used Zixuan Spear for a long time. When he was in the South China Sea battlefield, he used the Great Desolation Blood Halberd to hide his identity. When he was in the Demon God's Palace, because of the suppression of laws, thunder and fire were useless, so he had to use the Great Desolation Blood Halberd.
But in fact, only Lin Ming who held the Zixuan gun and exerted the power of thunder and fire to the extreme could display the strongest combat power.
"Brave man, you..." Huo Yuan took the low-grade treasure knife of the ground rank blankly, a little dumbfounded, even many warriors in the early innate stage are not qualified to equip it with the treasure knife of the ground rank, so why just give it away like this? Gave it to him
"Help me take good care of their grandparents." Lin Ming put down these words, unfolded the movement technique and flew out. After reaching the innate stage, Lin Ming had never run at full speed. Combined with the artistic conception of wind and the flying ability of a congenital warrior, Lin Ming's speed climbed to the extreme in an instant!
In the blink of an eye, Lin Ming left in the dust, while the other warriors were still in a daze. The direction Lin Ming was heading towards was the headquarters of the Mocang Tribe!
He really went!
With the power of one person, to contend against the Mocang tribe
Lin Ming's cultivation was only at the congenital stage, and his age seemed to be only about twenty years old, younger than them all.
In the Mocang tribe, there are as many as four or five six-star generals alone, and more than ten five-star generals. The combined strength of these people is an extremely terrifying force!
Huo Yuan saw Lin Ming rushing towards the headquarters of the Mo Cang Tribe, his eyes flashed alternately with fear and excitement, and finally, he threw the earth-level treasure in his hand to his younger brother and said, "Take good care of their grandparents and grandchildren!" , I want to go with that hero!"
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