After Fishing For 10 Years, I Became A Saint Without Knowing How To Raise Beasts

  Chapter 160 He is more ruthless than the murlocs

   "It's already 2:07!"

  Inside a huge building of 10,000 meters!

   This old thing of the murlocs pointed to the exquisite wall clock on the wall not far away.

  He, like other powerful Wanzu, now very much wants to get a lot of rewards from Xiaozu.

   For them, isn't this what a strong man should get?

They have also grown step by step from the small clan to today's pretty good level. In the last competition, there was no strong existence in their clan that reached the first rank of Daoyun, and they didn't dare to come to participate in this competition at that time. kind of competition.

   But this time it was different.

  Even if they are attached to an orthodox big clan participating in the competition, their own strength is quite powerful!

  In this case, they can just kill these ordinary small clans by surprise.

   for them.

  They were also bullied by these big races. After finally getting up now, if they don’t bully these small races well, wouldn’t it be a waste of their own strength? This feeling of bullying the small by the big is the true meaning of this world!

a ha ha ha!

  The two laughed wildly.

  They are more vicious than the original big clans, and they are more savage than the original powerful clans.

  The villain gains power.

   Abnormal horror.

  The old man of the Tool Spirit Race is already deeply saddened in his heart.

  He lived like a year in this short 4 minutes.

   And on the eve of the final choice, he finally made his own decision.

  He is still ready to agree to the unreasonable request made by the other party, or to accept this completely unfair treaty.

  He didn't want Jianxin to die in the hunting ground at all under such circumstances. You must know that this kind of death is not the same as being killed by others in a normal battle.

  In the eyes of his old man...

  If Jianxin was jointly attacked by two people and died in the end, it would be completely abandoned by their Qiling clan.

   It is completely because the Qiling clan abandoned their clansmen for things like money!

  This kind of thing is absolutely not allowed to happen to the current Qiling clan!

  They would rather spend another thousand or even ten thousand years, and they must not let their people fall into this level of demoralization!

  Once they choose to abandon their own clansmen, once they choose to live by idling, then this race cannot escape the fate of being trampled all day long, and there is no way to turn around!

   One throw away.

  Discarded for life.

  Dogs are worse.

   A plate of loose sand.

  Smelly garbage in the complete sense, a humble thing that maggots have never even looked at!

  Once the so-called future of the entire race is exchanged for sacrificing the fate of the people in the clan, then this race will definitely not go far. A single abandonment will be accompanied by endless atrocities, and the stench of reincarnation is the fundamental reason why it is difficult for some ten thousand races to get up.

   So what if you sacrifice money now!

   Think of it as spending money to buy a lesson!

   Treat it as spending money to buy this **** lesson!

  But at this moment, when the other ten thousand races also cast sympathetic but helpless eyes on the old man.

  The two jade plaques not far away shattered.

  The old man couldn't help but glanced at the two jade cards. He obviously thought that there was a sword heart in the jade cards.

   But after he finished reading, he was confused.

   Dazedly, his eyes fell on the murlocs and dwarves who were a few steps away.

Yes.

  The two jade cards represent death, and the two people who represent death are none other than members of the murloc and dwarf race!

   So, so this is what happened?

  What happened in the hunting ground?

  Why were the murlocs and the dwarves killed?

   It doesn't make sense.

  The murlocs and dwarves participated in the hunting competition this time. A total of 22 people came. Although the strength of the 22 people varies, there is a clan member of the first rank Daoyun who takes the lead.

Then when other races see the murlocs and dwarves, they will not act rashly. After all, killing other weak tribesmen is meaningless in itself, and it will also have a head-on conflict with the murlocs and dwarves. This is not worth the candle.

  Everyone knows that the murlocs and dwarves have special hobbies, and these two races are often indescribably linked together.

   And at this time, let alone the old man, let alone other inexplicable ten thousand races, even the two old things, the murlocs and the dwarves, they don't know what happened at all.

  After a short period of doubt, they immediately tried to contact the two clansmen with a first-grade Taoism through the square box in their hands!

  They want to ask what happened in the hunting ground.

   Then a rather terrifying truth was placed in front of them.

  These two tribesmen, whose strength is at least the first grade of Daoyun, have lost contact!

  The first attempt was like a thunderbolt.

  The second attempt was confusing.

  The third attempt was drenched in sweat.

4th.

5th.

   10th time.

  By the time the box in his hand was smashed to the ground, the faces of the two old men were completely unable to keep calm!

  They already know one of the most basic things.

  They are proud, and they are ready to use to threaten other small races' first-grade Daoyun clansmen...

   All were killed!

   The two of them didn't even have a trace of spirit left, and they were instantly wiped out!

  When this happens...

  The two old men have no way to maintain the arrogance just now, and there is no way to continue to say such arrogant words to the old man of the Qi Spirit Race!

   They only have the simplest problems on their minds.

what happened?

  What happened in the hunting ground?

  Why are our two clansmen who are fully capable of a first-grade Daoyun being killed under such circumstances...

   Not even a sliver of information can come out of the hunting ground...

Why?

  Why is my mind full?

  My head is full of unknowns.

  Full of confusion and fear.

   After finally regaining their senses, when the eyes of other races fell on them one by one, they suddenly understood the most basic thing.

   It's over.

   It's all over.

  After the two people with a first-grade Dao Yun died, their race instantly dropped from a ten thousand race that could barely get on the stage to a fairly ordinary ten thousand race!

  And they are already threatening many races, and they already have IOUs from many races in their hands...

   Backlash!

   This is backlash!

  Other tribes who have been bullied by murlocs and dwarves...

  Even if they don't know who is so supernatural, they instantly killed two people who are strong enough to have a first-grade Taoism!

   But for them!

   This really solved their hatred!

   While making them extremely happy, they came to these two old things brightly, and then went to see the expressions on their faces.

  Have sharp teeth and sharp mouth.

  It looks exactly the same as that of the murlocs and dwarves.

   And in the sight of the old man, the old man didn't know what kind of words to use to describe his heart.

  He looked at the oppressive eyes in front of him.

  He felt that after the murlocs and dwarves fell, more murlocs and dwarves would stand up.

  He even understood a basic truth.

  In the battle between ten thousand races, there is no absolute right or wrong.

  Just like the introduction of the rules at the beginning of this hunting competition, this is just a simple hunting field competition, and has nothing to do with the grievances between all races.

   This reasoning is correct.

  This principle is **** again.

   Has nothing to do with the grievances between races?

Ha ha ha ha!

   What kind of magnanimity, what kind of aloofness, what kind of **** words can only be uttered by a weird dog!

  Under this situation, do you tell me that there is no racial grievance yet?

   "I'll kill the ancestral graves of your race!"

  The old man jumped up directly, his face was full of ferocity!

   Don't know what's going on in the hunting grounds? It doesn't matter!

  He rode on the murloc's neck, and hit the murloc's eyeball with a fist!

  As the murloc's eyeball was blown up in the air, he grabbed the murloc's fish eye and pulled it out with its meridians!

   Put it in your mouth!

   Chew big mouthfuls.

   Mouth full of the stench and fishy smell of bursting fish eyes!

  After fear, helplessness, tragedy, and pain, the old man is more ruthless than this murloc! And this is the wonderful world of all races, so dreamy, so real!

  (end of this chapter)