"ˉ▽ ̄~)Tch~~" Xiao Huang pursed his lips, what? This kind of answer is not masculine at all, nor is it fun at all.
"Xiao Huang, what are you doing?" Xiao Yan's pointed beak pinched the back of Xiao Huang's fateful neck.
"The Kingdom of the Dead, the Nine-headed Pluto." Gao Peng repeated the name. He had remembered the name in his heart and could inquire about it later.
"Of course it would be best if you could defeat it." The old man smiled kindly and moved his eyes to Ah-Dai, who was standing diagonally behind Gao Peng. "You, the undead beast, may be restrained by the Nine-Headed Pluto. The First Pluto can control lower-level undead, so if you fight it, be sure not to use an undead-type beast, otherwise your undead-type beast is likely to turn against you."
Gao Peng didn't quite believe it in his heart. Ah-Dai also had the ability to control the undead. If Ah-Dai was also promoted to the level of a god, who could control the undead better, the Skeleton Lord or the Nine-Headed Hades... Gao Peng was also looking forward to it.
"The pale resentment has one hand left. It just turned these people and beasts into puppets, but it didn't deprive them of their souls. It just sealed their souls in their bodies." Pang Dahai said to Gao Peng in his mind. said.
"I didn't expect that pale resentment to not devour their souls." The old man sighed with emotion.
"Then why didn't you tell me earlier..." Gao Peng replied to Pang Dahai in the sea of consciousness, again as an afterthought.
"Because I didn't know it before." Pang Dahai replied honestly: "I only learned about the process after seeing the results."
Gao Peng nodded. Fortunately, he didn't clean up these puppets in the Li tribe during the battle. Otherwise, his conscience would be very uncomfortable after learning the truth.
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"What are you going to do next?" the old man asked Gao Peng.
Gao Peng scratched his scalp, it's none of my business.
"These are all members of your old tribe. If nothing happens, then of course it's a good thing."
"I'll forget it. It has something to do with myself. I left the tribe back then and didn't stay to fight to the death at the last moment. They forgive me, but I won't forgive myself." The old man turned his back and looked at Yun behind him. Dream Swamp.
The swamp was filled with clouds and mist. The purple star standing behind the old man squatted down, and his thick skeletal arms pressed over him like two walls and gently hugged the old man.
The movements were cautious, just like the scene when the old man first met it thousands of years ago.
"But some things need to be faced after all, and blindly avoiding them is not the right decision."
"I will continue to protect them, but never in a public capacity." The old man said blankly.
But no regrets, no regrets.
"You will be the king of the Li tribe." The old man turned his head and looked directly into Gao Peng's eyes.
"Me?" Gao Peng was a little surprised. This responsibility was too heavy. He was afraid that he would die of exhaustion. "I'll forget it. My personality is not suitable for being a king. I am only suitable for being a..."
"Salted fish." Da Zi said smoothly.
"Pure man!" Xiao Huang broke free from the clamped back of his neck at some point and jumped out and shouted loudly.
"Lone traveler." Gao Peng said with a smile.
"I can feel the difference between you and other young people. You are full of courage and wisdom. This is your unique advantage and your potential to become the new king. You can lead the tribe... them to greater glory. "
"Have you always said this to every new king of the tribe?" Gao Peng laughed dumbly.
The old man's expression remained unchanged, "Well, it's actually because you are the strongest."
"In the previous battle, the only remaining quasi-god beasts in the tribe were killed, leaving only the old, weak, sick and disabled like them."
The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled
Gao Peng sensed the auras of dozens of holy beasts in the tribe.
Maybe the total number of all the holy beasts in White Dragon is not as large as the number here.
If these are the old, weak, sick and disabled, then what is the White Dragon Tribe? They are about to enter the soil team
The old man seemed to think that Gao Peng disliked their weak strength.
"But they are all good men with good blood. If it were not like this, they would not be killed and only a few of them would be left." The old man laughed at himself.
"Just give them time and they will surprise you."
"Let me think about it." Gao Peng did not agree immediately.
Two hours later, someone finally woke up. The first ones to wake up were the ones with the strongest physical fitness and the ones with the highest level of beast control.
"I'm leaving first." The old man waved his hand, turned around and hid in Yunmeng Swamp.
There were footsteps behind me.
"Thank you brother for saving your life."
"Thank you for saving us."
The faces of these people who had just woken up were still a little pale, so Gao Peng asked them to rest quickly.
These people shook their heads and kept crowding around Gao Peng, saying words of thanks in a sincere tone. Gao Peng checked the data frame and found that 70% of the people were grateful to him from the bottom of their hearts.
The remaining 30% have no bad feelings towards themselves.
... ...
Deep in the swamp, the old man had merged with the purple star. The two were walking in the Yunmeng Swamp. Some monsters along the way smelled its scent and trembled in fear, hiding in the mud and not daring to come out.
"Master, why did you tell him the location of the ruins battlefield, and also gave him a piece of your treasured artifact fragment?" Purple Star was a little confused.
The old man shook his head and smiled, "You, if you could know, then you wouldn't become my beast master."
"Hehe." Purple Star giggled.
"How could he defeat the Pale Resentment without telling him about the ruins battlefield? But this young man's opportunities are really good. He was able to break through this step in such a short time, which really exceeded my expectations. . But it’s okay, if such a person becomes the king of our Li tribe, it doesn’t mean they have been buried.” The old man said with emotion.
"Ten years here is long enough. Let's go, let's go our own way."
"good!"
... ...
"Sir, please become the king of our tribe."
"Please sir, become the king of our tribe!"
In the white stone house stood all the holy envoys of the Li tribe, and everyone looked at Gao Peng eagerly.
"We once swore before the fall that if anyone can save us, as long as he is our compatriot, our tribe will regard him as king!"
"Please don't refuse, sir. This is the voice of our entire tribe." Someone said excitedly.
Gao Peng sat on a chair and observed the expressions of these people.
With just a nod from him, he can directly obtain a super tribe that is not weaker than the three top tribes.
Although it is not comparable to the big foreign countries, the potential of this tribe is very strong. According to what I just heard, at its peak, they had more than five quasi-god envoys and more than a hundred holy-level envoys.
Coupled with the previous purple stars as a foundation, a complete explosion can threaten ordinary small countries.
Because of the remote geographical location and the constant fighting among the alien tribes, they were able to survive and continue in this southern wilderness.
"Five quasi-god envoys were actually defeated by a pale resentment?" Gao Peng felt a little incredible.
"No, this was a premeditated siege. Ten years ago, eight quasi-gods suddenly attacked us. The five adults killed the seven quasi-gods with all their might. In the end, the Pale Resentment was left. We saints were invincible. .. ..." A holy envoy lowered his head in shame.
"Master Purple Star escaped. If it took action, it would never be like this." Another holy envoy said excitedly.
"My lord, he is not that kind of person. Maybe he has something to hide." Someone spoke for him.
"What more can be said about such a traitor!"
"Shut up!" shouted angrily.
Standing at the front, he had been mainly responsible for communicating with Gao Peng. The person with the vaguest status among these people turned his head and growled in a low voice.
"No matter what he has done, sir, you cannot deny that he has been protecting our Li tribe for thousands of years! We are not qualified to judge him!"
The voice fell and the room fell into dead silence.