Xuanhuan: Me! Begin to Cultivate a Great Emperor

three months later.

Due to the large losses of the Celestial Clam Clan that was attacked by Ye Mo's Skyfire, they were attacked by the Phantom Demon Clan next door.

In Ye Mo's opinion.

Tian Clam is almost a loser.

Whether it is the number of masters or the will to fight, it is not as good as another ethnic group.

Since Xuanyuan Wuji's ethnic group was defeated, his focus shifted to a child from the Tianjia tribe.

War broke out.

The outcome of this war took Ye Mo by surprise.

These toad monsters actually won.

Their way of dealing with the Phantom Demon was very rogue, with their eyes closed, they used their tongues as weapons, and they attacked indiscriminately.

As the saying goes, chaotic fists beat the old master to death.

Although the Phantom Devil is a good at creating illusions.

But in dealing with this kind of lawless rules, it is obviously a bit miserable.

In this situation.

The Phantom Demon clan who took the initiative to attack and war had to pay compensation to the Celestial Clam tribe.

The content of the compensation is naturally the captive human race.

The wind was blowing this day.

The Phantom Demon clan drove hundreds of clansmen to the Tianjia tribe, some of them old and young, and some of them young and strong.

The existence of young and strong, for the demon, the taste is the best, and the taste is the most perfect, so (afbi) is a first-class hard currency.

This time, I took out so much hard currency at once.

The Phantom Demon Clan is really reluctant.

But no way.

Who lost this war.

If you lose, you lose.

Compensate some two-legged sheep.

After you win, you will come back, double to come back

This will restore the loss.

The phantom demon with this attitude doesn't care about the number of people at all.

Naturally, he did not find that the weak child accidentally stepped on the air and fell into a deep pit.

Because the bottom of the pit is a little stiff.

So that the child fell dizzy after falling.

No sound was made.

The rest of the Terran don't care about everything like the walking dead.

Naturally, it is impossible to discover all of this, and even if they do discover this day, they will not say anything about it, and they will not open their mouths to remind them.

one more person.

There is one more chance to grab more of the glory that you may get.

One less person.

Your chances will become more.

In this situation.

Why even remind.

So in this case.

Wait until the kid wakes up.

It's already late at night.

He looked up at the starry sky above the deep pit, although there was only one corner.

But looking at the bright stars, constantly falling between the heavens and the earth.

He suddenly realized that all this was beautiful and beautiful.

Even the injuries on his body seem to have become less painful in front of this beautiful scenery.

pity.

No matter how beautiful the scenery is.

It doesn't change the fact that he is still in a deep pit.

Being separated from the crowd, alone in the wild, and not in the sphere of influence of the demon master, this made the child a little flustered.

He wanted to get up immediately, and immediately returned to the demon master.

But he tried to climb the deep pit with his bare hands, but he couldn't do it anyway.

"What should I do, if the demon master forgets me, then how can I complete my mission, don't I have that glorious life?"

Just when the child feels a little hopeless.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

This is a person!

The child made his own judgment for the first time.

This is a very special person!.