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With the sharp reduction of the tribe's people, the situation of the Dalibuki Demon clan is not much better than that of the human race. It's just that because of its natural divine power, it is either taken as a fighter or becomes a coolie, and it will not become a bloody food.

However, when Ji Wufeng heard about the powerful Bull Demon clan, he immediately thought of the Bull Demon clan in the cultivation world.

Like the Great Bull Demon Clan, he has a strong body and is born with divine power. He is simply a natural warrior!

The only difference is that the Dali Bull Demons really have a bull head.

Ji Wufeng looked at the powerful bull demon clan and found that the iron chain completely bound his skills. Just now, he used his physical strength to use an iron chain to pull a mine to collapse. It was indeed very powerful.

The powerful bull demon clan stretched out his hand and slapped on the ground, pulled it up, patted his shoulder, and grinned and said, "Is it okay? I said that being my little brother Niu Wanjun, you will definitely guarantee your safety in people and animals!"

"court death!"

With a cold shout, a large number of Tengu warriors surrounded him and said with a grim voice: "A slave dares to attack the Tengu tribe, he really doesn't know how to live or die."

Niu Wanjun's big copper bell eyes rolled, and he said with disdain: "You, Mr. Niu, didn't know how much dog meat hotpot you stewed with your Tiangou clan back then, but now you dare to come and provoke Mr. Niu. Are you really tired of living, right?"

"Kill him, kill him for me!"

The powerful Tiangou tribe who was thrown away by Niu Wanjun crawled out of the pile of gravels and roared sharply.

A large number of Tengu warriors suddenly rose up and purged Niu Wanjun.

"Hahaha... I haven't eaten dog meat hotpot for a long time. Today I'll use you guys to have a tooth-beating ceremony!"

Niu Wanjun laughed wildly at the sky, stomped on the ground with one foot, and the iron chain in his hand waved up like a long dragon rolling up in the sky.

The chain tore the void, making a harsh sound of breaking through the air, entangling seven or eight Tengu warriors together, pulling them hard!

In an instant, seven or eight Tengu warriors were pulled from the sky and smashed hard to the ground.

boom!

The ground was shaken violently, and seven or eight Tengu warriors smashed a huge deep pit on the ground with their bodies, shattering their bones and spraying blood in large mouths, not far from death.

Wei Feng's eyes were full of brilliance and he said, "So strong!"

Niu Wanjun's skills were sealed. It was indeed outrageous that he could still achieve such a record with his physical strength.

The old man's eyes were green and said, "I'm so kind, I'm actually a berserker. This is a congenital constitution, and his blood is a great replenishment!"

Not only is everyone in the Dalibuki Demon Clan a natural warrior, but also has its own innate bloodline and berserk bloodline!

The Power Bull Demon Clan, which has the bloodline of berserks, is even more powerful. Even if it is not a saint, a royal-level berserk can blow up a star with bare hands, which is extremely terrifying!

A group of Tiangou warriors were not Niu Wanjun's opponents at all. However, with the emergence of a large number of Tiangou royal powerhouses, Ji Wufeng knew that he was in danger and said to Qing Hao beside him: "Save his life for me."

Not only because of Niu Wanjun's brutal bloodline, but also because he just took action to save the human race, this person is worthy of his merit.

Qing Hao immediately stepped forward and shouted, "Stop!"

A young strong man from the Tengu tribe stepped forward and said coldly: "Your Highness Qinghao, he took action to injure my Tengu tribe. Don't you plan to give me an explanation?"

This person's name is Gou Ming, who is also a royal family of the Tiangou tribe, and he wants to be a Qinghao identity.

Qing Hao said indifferently: "Your Highness Gou Ming, he is going to visit the tomb. And with his physique, you admit that he is the best candidate for tomb exploration? If you kill him at this time, it is better to let him go in to explore the tomb, what do you think?"

Gou Ming looked at Niu Wanjun with murderous intent on his face and said coldly: "You'd better die in the tomb, otherwise, I will definitely tell you to know what life is worse than death!"

If you let someone go in to explore the tomb, of course it is best to survive and then send the message back. If you go in, you will die, and there is no meaning at all.

The Dalibu Demon Clan has a tough body and strong vitality, so it is an excellent candidate for tomb exploration.

Niu Wanjun was brought over by Qing Hao, and Ji Wufeng stepped forward and said, "Hey, Brother Niu is really a divine power, I admire you."

Niu Wanjun's face was full of surprise. The person who could command Qing Hao must have had a bad identity, either rich or noble, and he actually admired him so much, and he was not reluctant to praise him, and he did not mind his slave status at all.

Niu Wanjun laughed heartily, reached out and patted Ji Wufeng on the shoulder, and said, "Hehe, you are also very good. When you enter the tomb later, I will protect you, Brother Niu!"

The strength of the Great Bull Demon clan is indeed amazing. It almost made Ji Wufeng fall apart after a few strokes. After a moment of grinning, he couldn't help but think of Niu Er, the Bull Demon clan in the cultivation world.

The two of them live and die together, and have a brotherly relationship. I don’t know how it is now.

It was dawn, and all the people sent by all ethnic groups to visit the tombs were already arrived, and there were tens of thousands of people on the Eighth Route Army.

After thinking for a while, Ji Wufeng walked towards Mingxuan and said respectfully: "Prince, I have a reluctant request."

Ming Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Say."

Ji Wufeng pointed behind him and walked up to the Netherworld Fox Clan guard and said, "I think it's completely meaningless for so many people to enter the tomb, why bother to die?"

The guards who came out with him were all trained by him in his territory. Whether in terms of strength or loyalty, Ji Wufeng was reluctant to let them die in vain.

Ming Xuan's eyes suddenly opened, and the terrifying cold light was like two sharp swords shooting directly at Ji Wufeng.

Ji Wufeng groaned, his body shook, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out.

The emperor-level strong man was injured by just a look. He was so strong that he was so strong.

Ming Xuan said indifferently: "Do you know if you didn't want you to visit the tomb, you would be a dead person at this moment?"

Ji Wufeng gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, I dare not disobey. I just hope that I will visit the tomb and let these people stay. I think since the prince knows me, he should know that if I cannot survive in the tomb, these people will only be fearless sacrifices. If you don't say that, they are all your people. You don't want them to die in vain, right?"

A little surprise appeared in Ming Xuan's eyes and said, "Others make requests to fight for their own life, but you only care about others, which makes me unable to see through."

Ji Wufeng smiled and said, "Even if the prince can't see through, I can't escape from your palm."

Ming Xuan said expressionlessly: "Take ten people. If you die inside, the rest of the people will come in again. If you escape halfway, none of them will survive!"

Ji Wufeng was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, the prince, you are indeed kind-hearted!"
Chapter completed!