Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The ground trembled, like ten thousand beasts galloping.

The huge figure, only 18 meters high, galloped from a distance.

Far away, you can see the figure's powerful muscles and the bronzed skin under the sun.

The two legs are like the branches of two big trees.

It is the highest leader of the barbarian tribe, Di Bao.

Above the seats, many monks watched the arrival of Di Bao, their faces all showing arrogance.

Such a powerful body!

Isn't it the same, you want to succumb to the feet of yourself and others?

Sora has such a body, but does not have the kind of power to match it. He is really just a savage, a beast.

"Tsk tsk, it's a body that is really forced."

"Sister, don't look at it, I'm afraid you can't bear this kind of body, hehe..."

"Sister, don't talk nonsense, I don't have any thoughts about this savage animal."

"Many people are here for the first time. Maybe they don't know. Although these savages do not have much strength, they are still shocking when they collide with each other."

"This time, let you feel it!"

Many people talked about it.

"boom!"

At this moment, Di Bao arrived, stood in the middle of the arena, and knelt toward the seat.

Suddenly, the vanity of many monks felt great satisfaction.

In the world of monks, there are too many strong people, and they often nod and bow.

But in this barbarian tribe, they are god!

"Master, this time the battle is all ready!" Di Bao said in a loud voice.

"Speak down, what should I do if I scare the lady?"

On one of the seats, someone spoke violently.

Di Bao quickly lowered his head, looking extremely frightened.

"Forget it."

Beside the person who spoke, there was a woman.

He waved his hand and said: "It's just a group of beasts. I can't tell them to enter. It's better to start the battle as soon as possible. Who can stand to the end, I will reward him with a hundred fairy crystals."

Hearing this, Di Bo suddenly showed great joy.

The monks saw clearly, and the contempt on their faces suddenly became heavier.

This is the barbarian tribe, they are extremely poor.

Only a hundred immortal crystals, as the supreme leader, Di Bao was happy to be like this.

What an uncivilized race!

"Miss has already said that, why don't you start the magic war quickly?!" The man with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks shouted again.

"Yes!"

Di Bao answered and stood up.

When he turned his head, Yu Guang swept to a middle-aged man sitting on the right side of the woman before.

This middle-aged man is Hua Fan, an elder in the slave market.

Half of the credit for the arena of the barbarians belongs to him.

And that woman is Hua Fan's daughter, Hua Yunyan.

Di Bo's IQ had been thoroughly civilized, and it was no different from a monk.

Even in these years of fighting, many barbarians have developed an amazing sense of sensitivity.

Di Bao easily noticed the group of people sitting above Hua Fan.

There are about dozens of people, but they are divided into three parties.

The leaders are all three young men.

They looked at Di Bao and the entire barbarian gaze was full of disgust.

It seems that for people like them, such an uncivilized race of savages, really does not deserve to be in the same world as them.

"The identity of these three parties must be higher than Hua Fan!" Di Bao secretly said in his heart.

However, this has nothing to do with Di Bo.

The only person he cares about is Hua Fan.

Or in other words, it was Hua Fan's lifeblood.

"I hope he really took it..." Di Bao gritted his teeth.

...

"God war, start!"

Without too much hesitation, Di Bo shouted: "All gladiators, all get out!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Silhouettes came out from all directions, causing the ground to tremble constantly.

There are tall and short, the tall ones are naturally barbarians, and the short ones are slaves.

"Silver face out!" Di Bao shouted again.

Immediately there was a relatively small figure, walking out of the crowd.

Di Bao gave him a deep look.

Wearing a silver-white mask, this person killed many barbarians since entering the arena.

The name has been completely forgotten.

Throughout the arena, he was called ‘silver face’.

In fact, he is Su Qing.

To live until now, Su Qing relied on the Kunpeng Eucharist that Su Han gave him.

Of course, if he is not practicing physical training, he will not necessarily be sent here.

It has been more than 10,000 years since Su Qing came to the middle star field.

Can be sent here, only eight thousand five hundred years ago.

For the other 1,500 years, Su Qing was in the monk world.

With the elemental spar given by Su Han, he exchanged some at will and bought a lot of resources.

Therefore, his physical cultivation reached the first-order fairy spirit realm.

However, it ends here.

In a battle, the slave market discovered his physical power and dispatched the strong to defeat him.

After that, he was marked as a slave ~www.ltnovel.com~ and he took his life gold and sent him here.

What makes Su Qing feel fortunate is not that he is still alive, but that the elemental spar that Su Han gave him is hidden.

Su Qing is well aware of the reason that everyone is not guilty.

Therefore, even if he became a slave, the slave market did not take away those elemental spars.

Fortunately, in order for Su Qing to come here to fight, the slave market did not search for his soul.

...

"He is the silver noodle?"

"I have long heard that Yinmian is a slave, but he has been able to fight for so long in the barbarian tribe and survived, which is a bit admirable."

"I really want to see what he looks like under his mask!"

"What's there to see? I heard that in a fight, a barbarian tore his face apart. Even if he recovers at this moment, he must have a huge scar."

"Forget it, it's just a slave, there's really nothing to see."

Many people showed joy when Su Qing went out.

This is known as the strongest person in the arena. When he fights, he will be very happy, right?

Imagine that a slave tore apart a barbarian who was a few meters in height. It is really impatient!

"What is your goal in this battle?" Di Bao asked.

Su Qing's eyes swept across Hua Fan without a trace.

Then he said lightly: "It's just a bunch of rubbish, everyone, I will tear it apart!"

"Wow!"

The audience was in an uproar, inexplicably excited.

Na Hua Fan's eyes flashed even more. When a smile appeared, a drop of natal golden blood appeared in his hand.

At the moment when this drop of natal golden blood appeared, Su Qing's heart twitched fiercely.

He can clearly sense that this golden blood belongs to him!