The Evil Emperor is So Sultry

He went to find the offspring of the wild ancient emperor alone. Although his cultivation was suppressed in the purple sky, no one could stop him in the distant land, but before he came, his father specially told him not to reveal his identity.

If you can make this barbarian move, it should be simpler? At least don't worry about being exposed.

Having made up his mind, Huang Tang turns around and advances towards the barbarians.

In the most barren and unnoticed place on the ocean island, there are barren mountains and rivers, not even birds and animals. They are the headquarters of the barbarians. They are naturally adapted to this environment. Only in this environment can they hide the ancient atmosphere that they are weak but still unable to fit in with the ordinary people, so that they will not be found and hanged.

Huangtang accurately fell at the entrance of the barbarian, slightly astringent eyes, the whole body of the ancient atmosphere slowly spread out.

You barbarians are only a side branch of the wild people in the early days. Naturally, there is no way to compare with the wild people in terms of physical fitness or the purity of the ancient atmosphere.

In theory, a real barbarian, even a child, is an insurmountable power in front of you barbarians.

It turns out that after so many years, you barbarians have not improved, and Huang Tang has not been waiting for a long time. Suddenly, the array is opened.

"You... Are the adults of the barbarians?" A strong man came out of the array and bowed carefully.

Huang Tang glanced at him obliquely and didn't care much. The ghost clan, a side branch of the barbarian clan, was a mixture of human blood, which was no different from ordinary lower human beings in his eyes.

If he had not been familiar with the ocean continent, he would not have condescended to come to this little barbarian.

"My Lord, what can I do for you?" After all, as a barbarian, he is also very sensitive to the breath of antiquity. They can't catch up with the pure breath of antiquity in their whole life. In addition, they can't see through the cultivation, which makes him dare not be slighted.

Huang Tang frowned slightly and raised his chin: "is this the barbarian in the ocean continent? I'm the son of the great elder of the wasteland in the wasteland. I came down this time because there are big things in the wasteland, which need to be dealt with in the ocean continent. "

As soon as he heard the name, the strong man knelt down and bowed to him. "I don't know the wasteland..." he hesitated: "Your Highness, please forgive me for not preparing in advance."

"I don't have to prepare anything." Huang Tang was very satisfied with his Highness's address, and his tone slowed down a little: "who are you?"

"The little one is the head of the youman tribe. It's called Youwen. I feel the breath of your highness and come out to meet him. " You wen didn't dare to look up all the time. He was so respectful that he was impeccable.

You barbarians, because of their strange cultivation and low strength, had no place to escape in the ocean continent and could only survive on the ocean island. Only with the strong vitality of the tribe, they survived. More than a dozen of them hid in the cave and did not dare to probe. After a hundred years of cultivation, they finally recovered their vitality.

They are so miserable,