What does it feel like if you slapped ten thousand times a day in the face? Thinking about it, the man with his hair was chilling and he couldn't even imagine it anymore.

The pain is second, mainly because it is too insulting.

Especially after this news was released, his old rivals would definitely laugh crazy, and he would also be crazy.

"Don't be so arrogant and humiliating my clone. When my true body comes, you can give me a quota of followers to protect your human race, the chosen son, to survive to the late stage of this tribe war."

Yin Dong looked at the man with a strange look on his face and asked, "Are you too confident? Why, just like a mouse in the gutter, you have survived to this day?"

Give him a follower quota?

Also, protect him, the chosen son of the human race, to survive until the late stage of the tribe battle?!!

Haha, my face is so big!

The man with his hair glanced at him, facing the face that was beaten by Yin Dong, he still looked down on his face.

He said arrogantly: "Without my protection, you will soon be surrounded by the chosen sons of all races. These chosen sons are not the weakest ones of this generation, but are the elites who survived among the chosen sons of the previous generation."

Yin Dong stumbled on his words and suddenly had a whim: "In other words, the entire tribe battlefield space is a huge pot of raising Gu. The chosen son of the God-selected Son is the material for raising Gu insects that is put into it. The final winner is the Gu King?"

The man with his hair was dull and speechless. He stared at Yin Dong, and his heart felt like storm.

Tsk, the Gujiao is really an image!

In the later stages of each tribe war, whether it is the son of the current election or the son of the previous election, they will go crazy. The strongest group can survive, and the final winner is the Gu King.

However, it is not easy to become a Gu King, and strength and luck are indispensable. His generation was also a dark horse that emerged from nowhere. Unfortunately, he didn't even touch a single four battle flags.

Just very depressed!

At this time, when Yin Dong heard something about it, the man with his hair was in a state of confusion and wanted to vomit blood. The clone sealed by Yin Dong also became hazy. His true body, who was standing in an unknown place, was even more breathing and almost lost control.

At the same time, his true body sensed an invisible mental fluctuation, extending along his mental connection with his clone, which made him suddenly feel a blurred feeling of being peeped out.

In an instant, the man with his hair felt that Yin Dong had crossed the void and came to a place close to him, observing him at close range, giving him the illusion of being able to see everything.

He felt palpitations and his hair stood up all over his body.

Hum? The man with his hair was staring at the area that made him feel strange, as if he had captured a ray of soul light flashing, and he felt a chill in the dark.

On the original site of Wuzhishan, Yin Dong looked at him with a happy look, pressing his hand on the sealed man with disheveled hair on the forehead and directly exerting the complete version of the Dragon Control Technique.

This was a wild idea flashing through his mind, and he planned to make a new attempt.

Just now, he captured the mental connection between the clone of the man with his hair and his true body, and his mental power actually extended infinitely, reaching the other person's true body.

He just wanted to try it, use a more powerful dragon-control technique on his clone, and directly contract the other clone along the connection between the clone and the true body.

This idea is that Yin Dong dares to think about it, and he has enough mental power to dare to try it.

If it weren't the other party's mental power, it would not only be impossible to contract, but would be subject to mental power. At the very least, it would be seriously injured and at the worst, it would be dead!

However, Yin Dong felt that in this tribe battlefield, there were no people with stronger mental power than the lord of the world, but there were not many.

Judging from the strength of the mental clone of the man with a hair, it is very strong, but it is not enough to backlash against the Lord of the World!

Besides, there is a shadow lake in his Woe Ruins world. Commander Ye and his team also brought a large amount of shadow power energy blocks from Blue Star. Yin Dong felt that he could afford it.

If this attempt succeeds, he will be in vain for a powerful thug and a shield.

Didn’t the man with his hair say he wanted to give him a quota for followers?

After Yin Dong took his contract, he took the Yanhuang camp to pretend to be a man with his hair and cleaned up a group of sons of the previous election in the name of the man with his hair.

Among the previous sons of the God-Choice, the vast majority of those who were hostile to the human race accounted for. Before the tribe battle, in the middle, they killed all those who could be killed, saving them from the later stages.

With the shield of a man with a hair disheveled hair, the previous elites of the Selected Sons will not focus on the Selected Sons of the Human Race.

When Yin Dong used the Dragon Control Technique, he was still saying: "If we don't fight, we won't know each other. We will meet each other through this fight. It's a kind of fate. I like the title of follower. From now on, I will be your follower."

These words came into the ears of the man with his hair and were also passed to his true body at the same time, which made him a little confused: "Are you serious about this?"

Why did he always feel that he was even more dangerous when he saw this human boy? He couldn't help but feel a little angry, as if something bad was happening.

Why can't he believe what this human boy said?

Yin Dong smiled: "You don't believe me, right? Actually, it's right if you don't believe me."

The man with hair was covered: "..." I want to squirt your face with blood, do you believe it?

Yin Dong continued: "This tribe fortune battle is divided into the Galaxy camp and the Yanhuang camp. I can lead the entire Yanhuang camp to become your follower and fight for you. Wherever you point, we will fight."

Anyway, they are all mortal enemies of the human race, who is not going to hit?

Yin Dong said this sincerely and could also be sensed by the man with hair, but because of this, he became even more frightened and could not believe it: "Why are you willing to fight for me?"

When Yin Dong heard this, he smiled even deeper.

To be honest, of course he wouldn't say it.

Yin Dong said, "Didn't you say that you can protect me to the late stage of the clan war, except for the friendly forces, you must have killed all the rest!"

The man with hair was still feeling something was wrong and dared not praise himself anymore. He gave Yin Dong a briefing: "Among the chosen sons in the past, I belonged to the top group, but I am not the strongest one. Sometimes we have to avoid the edge."

"You're scared before the war started?" Yin Dong looked at his clone and had the urge to suck his face again.

"I am called a master of the times! If I become my follower, I have to listen...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, the man with his hair screamed and looked at Yin Dong in disbelief. What did this human boy do? He actually branded his true body through his clone and contracted him from afar?

From now on, this human boy has become his master?
Chapter completed!