"What the hell, kidnapping people from Blue Star and throwing them into the abandoned land to work as gangsters, earn divine crystals for your tribes, and help you raise those old and immortal losers, this is such a good idea!"

"Can't the Abandoned Land be connected to other canyons? After I slaughtered all the canyons, I went to the Abandoned Land. Do you believe that I can kill all the old trash in the Abandoned Land? Then I went to other canyons and wiped out all your races one by one.

Team?"

"You'd better pray that I can't do it! Otherwise, I won't let all your tribes get even a single divine crystal in the arena. What a bunch of retarded people, even I, the Blue Star human race, would dare to catch you!"

…

Yin Dong swung the second-generation demon, beat it on the ground wildly, and complained crazily.

The teams from the powerful clans all had gloomy faces, while the teams from the weaker clans had relaxed expressions.

After all, those who can kidnap people from Blue Star and throw them into the abandoned land as undercover must be powerful and top-ranking powerful tribes. And those small tribes have no ability to kidnap people from Blue Star. Therefore, even if Yin Dong finds

Trouble will not come to them.

But soon, not only the faces of the team members from the major powerful clans changed drastically, but even the teams from the small clans became uncomfortable.

Yin Dong threw the demon second generation, who was about to turn into a mummy, into the weeds.

"Bah!" he spat, and Yin Dong cursed again: "Hurry up and send all the Blue Star people from the abandoned land to me, and give them the tokens they deserve. Otherwise, I will directly destroy this competition.

I'm going to let you guys fight in vain! I don't necessarily want the divine crystal anyway."

The last sentence is very hypocritical, but no one dares to bet!

Teams from all clans quickly sent people to leave to inform the senior leaders of their respective clans and seek countermeasures.

What happened in the arena was soon known to the outside world.

In the funeral clan hall.

Fatty Night King laughed "Hey" and couldn't hide his gloating, "There aren't many of the Burial Clan's team anyway, so I don't feel bad if they are slaughtered by that madman Yin Dong."

The Nightmare King couldn't help but look at him with a hint of condemnation.

The Tomb King was heartbroken: "Can you please stop gloating so obviously? You know that this batch of Tomb Clan teams entering the arena will not have your direct descendants, so you really don't need to feel bad."

"That's not true. Even if there are direct descendants of Fatty, if my brother-in-law wants to kill him, then he will be killed. Old monsters like us who have lived for countless years, who is missing a few direct descendants?"

The Night King smiled and told a cold joke, causing the entire Burial Clan Hall to fall into silence.

"Yin Dong's younger brother is currently dead, but his body activity has not been lost. He is soaked in the blood of Yin spirits... Tsk, the entire ice coffin is filled with the blood of Yin spirits!"

Out of the blue, the Night King brought up a seemingly unrelated topic.

"Fuck!"

"really?"

"Isn't it possible?"

…

Several exclamations rang out in succession, and the expressions of each of them, like sleepy old monsters, became vivid.

"When I and King Nightmare went to Blue Star Manor to visit sister Qiu Ying, they saw with their own eyes the Yin spirit's blood filled with the mysterious ice coffin, as well as Yin Dong's younger brother."

The Night King said quietly.

The Nightmare King did not say a word, but nodded slightly.

"The little guy in the ice coffin is younger than Yin Dong..."

After saying this, the Night King himself felt a little uncomfortable. What the hell, Yin Dongcai had survived for less than a fraction of his life, but he was already so terrifying. Didn't he spend countless years living like a dog?

The Night King's depression was contagious, and all the kings of the Burial Clan looked a little embarrassed and depressed.

"Ahem..."

After coughing a few times, the Night King simply ignored the topic.

Then, he said: "I discovered that the little guy in the ice coffin was once refined into an insect puppet, and it was planned to be refined into a top-grade insect puppet with autonomous consciousness. It was perfect. However, it was interrupted midway. Now

There may still be a trace of his consciousness left, and the soaking in Yin Spirit's blood has also changed his physique."

If Yin Dong heard these words, he would definitely be shocked. This kind of old monster that has been alive for a long time is really powerful. Just by glancing out of the ice coffin, you can see the secrets in Yin Ming's body. It's simply

Even more powerful than X-rays!

"So, that little guy is of the perfect Burial Clan bloodline?" Even the Tomb King's city couldn't control their excitement and rushed to say.

The Night King shook his head and said with stern eyes: "It may not only be the perfect level, but if his consciousness can be revived, he may be able to reach the mythical level."

The Tomb King frowned: "Then if he still maintains his consciousness during his lifetime, he will only recognize his identity as a human race and will not have a sense of belonging to the Tomb Clan."

As soon as he said this, the Night King laughed.

The Tomb King was very dissatisfied. This fat man disrespected his senior more and more. How dare he laugh at him?

The Night King ignored the unhappy look in the Tomb King's eyes and said quietly: "Qiu Ying is still one of the eight kings of the Burial Clan. She is still a living human race, she just activated the Burial Clan bloodline!"

Well, with Qiu Ying's precedent, Yin Ming's problem is no longer a problem... No, there is still a problem!

Will Yin Dong be willing to let Yin Ming join the Burial Clan?

The tomb king said: "Then we use the inheritance beads to exchange for Yin Dong's younger brother to join the tomb clan?"

After hearing this, all the kings expressed their agreement.

The Night King sighed: "Hey, you ruthless old guys, have you forgotten King You?"

The kings of the Burial Clan: "..."

It seems that I really forgot about that one!

"King You was captured by Yin Dong, and he hasn't shown up yet. He must be dead. Maybe he left the inheritance beads... right?" The Night King said uncertainly.

The faces of the kings changed greatly.

Not only because of King You's death, but because King You died and was killed by Yin Dong, does it mean that this Blue Star human race has the strength to kill them?

Ridiculous!

But, this is probably true!

Killing intent filled and surged through the hall, converging into a terrifying scene, causing the situation outside the hall to change, causing the nearest demons and the strong men of the Immortal Cluster to feel it and manifest their figures one after another.

Look this way.

"Who angered all the kings of the Burial Clan?"

"It can't be because of what happened in the arena. Yin Dong and the Burial Clan are now in the same league. The Burial Clan only sees jokes, right?"

"Did anything else happen?"

…

The strong men of all races were talking about it, but they were all confused.

The next second, the terrifying momentum coming from the Burial Clan's hall disappeared, because the Night King's words seemed to open another window, allowing them to view the murder of King You from another angle.

"If Yin Dong uses King You's inheritance beads for his younger brother, it will just make King You return in another way, and Yin Dong still has to recognize this younger brother!"

This statement made the kings feel that it would be more cost-effective to change to King You who has a bloodline beyond the perfect level?

Although I still felt that something was wrong, the kings still cared about Yin Ming.
Chapter completed!