World Destroying Demonic Emperor

Chapter 483 485: The blood-sucking royal family of Lanling!

The third leader of the foreign army, Dina, who is in a hot body, came in and turned to Suo Modao: "Father, is he really your lost son?"

Suo Modao: "I don't have a son, but he will be my son from now on."

Dina looked at Lan Ling for a while, and the two words of her brother still couldn’t be called out.

Or Lan Ling took the initiative to open the door: "Dina sister, hello."

"Hello." Dina was a little unnatural, and she felt a little sudden about this sudden affection.

Suo Modao: "We would have done a good meal to welcome you, but you have seen it. We don't have overnight food."

Lan Ling said: "Why did you lead more than a thousand foreign troops, how could you be so embarrassed?"

Dina said: "Our foreign army is at the bottom of the tribe. Every time we fight, it is us in the forefront. Every time we hunt, the most tasks are us. The food we hunted, which accounts for five points of the entire tribe. One, but we have less than one percent of the food we have. The vast majority of our foreign army are hungry all the time. The food is made every day, and the tribes are the worst foods, almost The broken meat is sent to us. In this way, there are only three or two foods per day, four or two meats, and only when they go hunting, they will distribute enough food and meat."

Every day, three or two grains, four or two meats, are barely enough for ordinary humans. For barbarians, this food can only be hungry.

Lanling Road: "Uncle is the leader of the foreign army. Is it only this food?"

Suo Modao: "Children, you remember, in the foreign army, the position may be high or low, but the status is the same. If I don't lead by example, if you don't lead by example, the foreign army will be scattered. The foreign army is the home we live on. Without this foreign army, we can't live."

Lan Ling dared to understand that when the materials are absolutely lacking, they are not suffering from unequalness.

The average distribution of food is absolutely fair and just, and the leader and everyone share the same pains. Everyone in this foreign army will be full of recognition for this team, and will be united and full of morale.

This is also the case. When Lan Ling followed Dina into the military camp, although every foreign army was not very good, it was hunger-ridden, but the spirit was very high.

Once the fair and just order is destroyed, the foreign army will immediately collapse.

Like the father Sauron, the soro is a true commander, the perfect commander.

This kind of person can get the love of every soldier and can get the respect of every enemy.

Lanling Road: "Uncle, I saved a three-year-old **** the road. I regard her as a daughter. She is a demon descendant, and she is a demon descendant who can fly. But it falls into the little monster shaman. In the hands of the teacher, in order to take her away, the shaman swears to push me down the volcano and burn me to death."

As soon as this was said, the face of the sorcerer changed: "The descendants of the devil who will fly? This is the purest and most talented race in the entire Mozu. It falls into the hands of Golu, and the consequences are unimaginable."

It turns out that the name of this little monster shaman is called Golu.

Then, he looked up and said: "Is this little girl a day-to-day trial?"

"Yes." Lanling Road.

Suo Modao: "In this case, she is the person of my foreign army. No one can take it away. You can rest assured that I will take you with you tomorrow to get the little girl back. The reason why I can't go tonight is Because after the dark, our foreign army can't leave the military camp, otherwise it will be regarded as an intruder."

When I heard this, Lan Ling’s face twitched.

The status of the foreign army in the Chimera tribe is not so low, it is a pig and a dog.

Can not housing, can only live in the cave.

Hunting one-third of the food is less than one percent in the hands.

Usually fight, can only be cannon fodder.

Can't go out after dark, otherwise it will be shot.

Lanling Road: "Uncle, our foreign army has been so abused, can you bear it?"

The Sorcerer sighed: "Children, you still don't know the wild world. It's already a paradise compared to the days of wandering. You can't imagine that when I was wandering, people around me died one after another, that kind of despair and horror. ""

Lan Ling now knows why there are very few people who pass the trial every day.

There is no law at all in the so-called Heavenly Eyes Trial. It is entirely based on the shaman’s own will. He wants to let anyone survive and who will survive.

And the ones left behind are the relatively weak barbarians.

Because the Chimera tribe needs such a cannon fodder and a hunting team.

However, it is absolutely impossible to make the foreign army strong, which will be difficult to control.

Not only that, but also to starve their stomachs every day, so even if you want to rebel, there is no strength.

But even if it is so abused, the foreign army can bear it.

After all, even if you have to be stigmatized again, it is much better than the days of exile. After all, there is a shelter in the wall, and there is food every day.

The Sorcerer took a shot of Lanling’s shoulder and said nothing, but said: “Let’s go outside the training field and try your martial arts.”

Lanling followed Sommer and Dina out of the cave and went outside to this incomparably simple training ground.

"Lan Ling, what is your level of martial arts?" asked the Soul.

Lanling Road: "It used to be a high-ranking warrior of humanity, but it was later resurrected and completely changed into a body, everything is new, so I don't know."

When she heard the death and resurrected, Dina could not help but look at Lanling.

Somo nodded and said: "We test your strength first."

He took Lan Ling to the corner of the martial arts field. There are a bunch of black stone strips, different lengths, and there are regular scales on the stone strips.

"These are blackstones, and the density is very high." Suo Modao: "Do you see the scale of these stones? One scale is a hundred pounds. Let's look at your strength first."

Lanling picked a ten-scale black stone strip, holding it in his right hand and yanking it up.

It turned out that it was like rooting, and it could not be lifted.

Then, he took a sigh of relief and felt the blood of the whole body boil and violently lifted the kilogram of stone.

Suo Modao: "The physical strength of the body is less than a thousand pounds. But with the power of the blood, it can reach a thousand pounds."

Lan Ling regrets that after she sucked the blood of a werewolf, she felt that the strength of her body was very strong. However, after falling into the magma, it was burned for one or two hours. In order to protect his body and life, the blood energy continuously recovered and consumed enormous energy.

Otherwise, your strength will definitely not stop there.

Suo Modao: "Next test your speed, Dina you stand 100 meters away."

"Yes!" Dina's hot body suddenly flashed and rushed out of the 100 meters.

This speed made Lan Ling scared a big jump, at most three seconds at most, three times the record of the human world, and this is only Dina's physical strength, and has not used blood magic.

"Dina is now a hundred meters away from you." Suo Modao: "You rushed past the fastest speed, see how many seconds you need, remember not to use blood magic, simply use the power of the flesh."

Lan Ling took a deep breath and violently erupted, rushing toward Dina.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds, five seconds, six seconds, seven seconds, eight seconds...

The speed of eight seconds exceeds the world record of humans, but it is very different from Dina.

It seems that there is only more than twice the gap in time, but it is probably ten times more than the strength.

Suo Mo nodded, and then handed Lan Ling a knife: "You use the fastest time to wave this knife, I can see how many times a wave can be swiped, remember not to use the blood magic, with the power of the flesh. ”

Lan Ling took over the knife and should have about 130 pounds.

Take a deep breath and slash with the fastest time.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hehe..."

Five times, a hundred and thirty pounds of knife, five times a second.

Suo Mo nodded: "I know almost."

From Dina’s eyes, Lan Ling can see that his level of force is very low and low.

"Child, you are my loved one." Suo Modao: "I know that you once ruled a city, maybe tens of thousands, even 100,000 people!"

When this was said, Dina was somewhat impressed.

However, Lanling once ruled more than a city, but a country.

Not tens of thousands, but a full 70 million!

Suo Mo continued: "I know, you must have some other extraordinary skills, such as wisdom! But here is a wild world, and the force is respected! In this difficult and vulnerable group of our foreign army, it is even more demanding. Fair and just. Wisdom is something that cannot be measured. Only force can measure it, so in the foreign army, and even in the entire tribe, what kind of force do you have in order to hold a position?"

This is true, wisdom is not measurable, and force can be!

Suo Mo pointed to Dina: "The reason why she sat on the third leader of the foreign army is not because she is my righteous woman, but because her force is ranked third among the foreign army."

Until now, Lan Ling has only seen the first and third leaders, who do not know who the second leader is.

Suo Mo continued: "Your level of force is about three warriors in the wild world, about 200 of the entire foreign army, so you can serve five people."

Dina said: "The righteous father, Lan Ling's mental level is very high, when the prison was in the cave, he once killed a powerful werewolf."

Suo Mo was surprised: "Oh, you are fine."

Lan Ling used how to use his mental power to attack the wolf's brain, let his body lose control, and then bite its neck to **** blood.

Halfway through, the werewolf once tore his flesh and blood, and was terrible, but because of the blood of the demon, he constantly recovered and recovered.

Sodom said: "Spiritual talent is not used in the middle and lower classes of the wild world. Because many barbarian brain structures are very different from humans, their bodies have fighting memory and muscle memory, even if you destroy them. In the brain area, the body can still fight according to the battle memory. Can you understand the meaning inside?"

Lan Ling nodded: "I can understand."

This is like a locust. Even if it is dead, the body will still move, pinching its thigh, and its feet can be kicked out.

This is battle memory, muscle memory.

However, this battle memory of many barbarians is much stronger. Even if the brain is attacked, the whole body can still attack wildly.

Therefore, barbarians are born with **** races and fighting races.

Suo Modao: "I will test your mental strength, Dina you leave a hundred meters."

Dina stepped back a hundred meters.

Suo Modao: "Lan Ling, you close your eyes."

Lan Ling closed her eyes.

Suo Modao: "Can you feel Dina?"

Lan Lingdao: "Yes, she also scratched her back."

A hundred meters away, Lan Ling's mental power can no longer be sensed, but internal vision.

Suddenly, Suo Mo completely stunned: "Dina, you go back two hundred meters, do a small movement, and hold your breath, hold your strength, don't let it leak."

"Yes!" Dina said.

Dina stepped back two hundred meters, held her breath, held her breath, and then extended two fingers.

"Dina stretched out two fingers, the **** and the thumb, and the tail was tilted about 12 degrees." Lanling Road.

When the words came out, Dina suddenly reddened her eyes and took a look at Lanling.

The sorcerer stunned and then laughed, which made Lanling somewhat inexplicable.

In many Mozu, the tail involuntarily lifts up, representing the mating impulse.

Then, Suo Modao: "Dina, come back!"

When Dina came back, her eyes had instinctively avoided Lanling.

Suo Mozheng said: "Lan Ling, have you specialized in spiritual strength?"

"I have had it before, but after the body is born again, there is no such thing." Lanling Road.

Suo Modao: "The strength of your spiritual power is extremely high. Your mental strength is very amazing. But... force can be measured, but mental strength is not. In the eyes of barbarians, spiritual power is a bad symbol. Do you understand?"

"I understand, just like a little monster shaman." Lanling Road.

"Yes." Suo Modao: "In the middle and low-level barbarians, many of the high spiritual strengths are freaks. The barbarians advocate strength and speed. They think this is the real force. Your mental strength is so high. In the Magical Empire, you can reach the high position, but in the wild tribe, the only criterion for measuring the level of force is strength and speed. So you can only be five people, are you willing?"

The five-person long, also known as the Wuren, is the chief of five people as the name suggests.

Lan Ling nodded: "I am willing."

Suo Modao: "Of course, if you want to be promoted, you can challenge ten people, fifty people, and even centurions. However, the challenge in the barbarian army must be respected by the strength and speed to defeat the opponent. And identity, if you use your mental strength to defeat your opponent, you will be excluded and treated as a heresy."

Dina couldn't help herself at this time: "In fact, spiritual power is a very noble and powerful talent, but the world is falling behind in ignorance."

Suo Modao: "So my child, even though you are my loved one, and have a strong mental strength, but you can only stand for five people, can't help it. Because fairness and justice, it is the soul of the foreign army."

"I understand, I am willing." Lan Lingdao: "I am willing to use my strength, my speed, to conquer everyone. I know that in the wild world, force is respectful!"

Then, Lan Lingdao: "Uncle, there is one thing I should tell you, I have a strong desire for blood-sucking, and every time I **** blood, it can bring me powerful power!"

When this was said, not only was the stunned, but Dina was completely shocked and looked at Lanling unbelievably.

"What's wrong? Is this evil?" Lan Lingdao.

The sorcerer’s eyes wide open and he trembled: “The highest rulers of the Motuo Empire are all vampires, and the Emperor is the blood-sucking king! In the wild world, the vampire is the most powerful and evil race. ""

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