"Nonsense! Fang Xusheng entered Shihan Ancient Land for the first time, and he rashly understood the holy way, but he was counterattacked!" Yan Ningxiao thought of an excuse almost in an instant.
Bingtong smiled, and his huge eggplant-shaped nose trembled slightly like a sarcoid, and said: "As long as you are happy. Don't worry, I am just like you, one of the people in the world who is least willing to let him be in danger. , because I am very interested in the inheritance of the Ice Clan. Everyone in the world knows that Fang Xusheng is related to the ancient demon clan, and he seems to have inherited a little bit of the ancient demon power. However, we don’t know the details of it. , seems to be an ancient demon as well.”
After Bingtong finished speaking, he stood motionless a hundred feet away with his hands behind his back, without any intention of taking action.
The five of them all had rich combat experience, and they all felt that this person was not hostile, so their expressions softened.
Yan Ningxiao snorted coldly and said, "It would be better if you retreated another hundred feet."
"No problem!" Bingtong smiled and stretched out his hand, walking backwards while keeping his eyes on Fang Yun.
Not only did the five of them not feel relieved, but their whole bodies became tense and even more alert.
The five people stared at Bingtong's right hand. The hand looked like a human hand with some white hair, but it was larger and rougher. Except for a black "X" symbol on it, it was playing with a grain. A black pearl the size of an orange, nothing special about it.
However, in Yan Ningxiao's perception, that hand seemed to contain a continuous cemetery, where countless ghosts and ghosts were buried, full of desperate and harsh cries.
There once was a great saint in the demon world. When he was a semi-sage, he used some method to transform an ancient demon graveyard into a divine object and integrated it into his right hand. Once he made a move, it turned into a city with thousands of tombs, full of ghosts and evil intentions. The fierce power is overwhelming. After completing the training, the demon saint slaughtered hundreds of millions of enemy demons, threw all the corpses into the grave pit, and collected them in his right hand.
From then on, the demon saint collected all the enemies he killed into the cemetery on his right hand.
That hand and this set of sorcery were called the Hand of the Evil Tomb, and that demon saint was the famous Great Saint of the Evil Tomb.
All the tribes in the Shihan Ancient Land knew that Bingtong had obtained the incomplete cultivation method from the tribe of the Fierce Tomb Monarch, and had developed this kind of power that could be called a sorcery in the demon world.
Although Bingtong's Fierce Tomb Hand is very different from that of the Great Saint Fierce Tomb, it incorporates his own insights into power, making his Fierce Tomb Hand known as the invincible among demon kings. Even some great demon kings are unwilling to fight with him. Fighting, for fear of being severely injured by his vicious hands.
Everyone in the Shihan Ancient Land knows a saying, don't let the black pearl fall from Bingtong's hand.
After retreating a full hundred feet, Bingtong raised his right palm, shook it slightly, and said with a smile: "I still have the sealing talisman in my hand. I'm not here to fight. I'm just attacking Binggongshan and Fang. Lucky this guy is interested.”
Whenever he spoke, his huge nose would twitch slightly.
Yan Ningxiao said calmly: "The person who said such things is basically dead."
"After all, I am the only candidate to be the next First Lord Han. Even if I die, it will be more than two hundred years later." Bingtong said with a smile.
Suddenly, Yan Ningxiao and Bing Tong looked towards the direction of the Ice Emperor Palace.
They saw the two big demon kings and the nine-headed demon king flying in quickly, followed by the human race's great scholars and bachelors, the star demon barbarians also followed, and finally many kings of the ice tribe.
The atmosphere at the foot of Ice Palace Mountain instantly became solemn.
Yan Ningxiao led the other bachelors forward, blocking Fang Yun behind him.
Bingtong looked at the blood demon barbarian kings flying over with an impatient expression, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.
The leader of the blood demon barbarian was a great demon king of the wolf clan. Before it could speak, Bingtong asked rudely: "King Langshan, why are you here?"
King Langshan was stunned and stared into Bingtong's eyes, but he couldn't get any response, so he had to answer truthfully: "I almost watched the Lion King being killed by Fang Yun, a scheming traitor, and I'm here to take revenge! "
"I very much support your revenge, but first kill all the humans and star monsters behind you! Don't get close to me before killing them all!" Bing Tong said.
A flash of anger flashed in King Langshan's eyes. Even though Bingtong had a very high status in the Ice Tribe, he should not treat a great demon king like this.
While the two were talking, the kings of the human race and the star demon barbarians had already arrived, intending to overtake King Langshan.
Bingtong continued to play with the black pearl with his right hand and said calmly: "Everyone, please stop together. Whoever dares to surpass King Langshan will join forces with King Langshan to kill all invading enemies!"
The kings of the human race and the star demon barbarians looked at it, and then several human races listened attentively, quickly agreed, and did not move forward. Yan Ningxiao, who had just transmitted the message, breathed a sigh of relief.
The same goes for the kings behind, all stopping not far from Bingtong.
Soon, the kings in front of Bing were divided into three different camps. The human race and the star demon barbarians were together, the kings of the blood demon barbarians were together, and the rest were the ice clan, but the kings of the ice clan seemed to be divided as well. Although the two factions talked to each other, they were not cordial.
King Langshan suppressed his anger, his eyes turned red, and said: "Bing Tong, this matter has nothing to do with you! We Blood Demon Barbarians have formed an alliance with the Ice Tribe, and the Human Race is now the enemy. Your current behavior is tantamount to betraying the Ice Tribe."
"It's not like I haven't been betrayed before." Bingtong looked indifferent.
Some of the Ice Tribe kings rolled their eyes, some couldn't laugh or cry, some shook their heads, and some had a fierce look in their eyes.
King Langshan was speechless, because Bingtong had really done too many unbelievable things, including killing the son of the First Lord Han, and betraying the Ice Clan by cooperating with the demon world in order to study the murderous tomb hand, but what really made him be What everyone in Shihan Ancient Land remembers is that in order to study the Hand of the Fierce Tomb and his own bloodline, he first killed all his brothers and sisters, then killed all his parents' brothers and sisters, and finally killed himself and his brothers and sisters. all children of.
He personally killed three members of his family.
However, because he is too talented and the Ice Tribe needs him too much, and the First Han Lord protects him, he is still at large.
Several great demon kings of the Ice Clan even publicly declared that once King Bing Tong wins the first Han Lord, he will be driven away and ignored.
Unexpectedly, Bingtong was not interested in the position of the First Han Lord in the first place, and said that he would be rewarded when the matter was accomplished, but the benefits promised to him by the Ice Tribe must not be less, otherwise he would kill all the Ice Tribe people.
Faced with such a ferocious evil, King Langshan was like a toothless old dog with nowhere to bite when it encounters a bone.
Although the blood demon barbarians are ferocious, they attach great importance to the concepts of family and tribe. This is one of the main reasons why the blood demon barbarians defeated the ancient demons. If any demon barbarian does such a thing like Bing Tong, a demon saint will definitely take action to kill him. .
In the ancient land of Shihan, competing for Lord Han is more important than anything else.
"Wait." After Bingtong finished speaking, he stood leaning against Binggong Mountain, his right hand still playing with the black pearl. The little black pearl was turned into a flower by him, constantly dodging and moving between his fingers, like a living thing.
The Wolf Cedar King looked at the Ice Tribe and cast his eyes for help.
Several big demon kings of the Ice Tribe shook their heads slightly, even showing the appearance of having a headache. In the Ice Tribe, no one except the First Han Lord could convince Bingtong, but don't talk about this situation, even if Bingtong rushed into the blood demon beast The killing spree in the camp was worthy of the First Han Lord's persuasion.
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