Chapter 1889 Royal Court of Sanluo
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Ke Ning
In the dense southern wilderness forest, a large river several miles wide shuttled through the forest. The yellow river water roared like a yellow ribbon on the earth.
The river was roaring and rushing against the shore.
On the shore, there are tributaries extending along the forest, stretching into the forest like claws.
Walking along the tributary into the deep forest, gradually, houses appeared next to the tributary.
A Sanlo man with blond and brown hair and blue and gold eyes appeared.
The further you go into the forest, the more people there are in Sanluo.
Deep in the forest, a city appeared.
Countless Sanluo people live in it.
The Sanluo people here live in houses that are either wooden houses or thatched houses.
Only in the middle is there a palace built of bricks and stones, a gray-white palace.
From a distance, it looks like a round plate buckled on the ground.
This is the royal court of the Sangluo people.
The palace is the hub of the royal court.
Yu Ling and Min Fan came to the main hall.
The decoration inside is similar to the outside, not as delicate and exquisite as that of humans.
Everywhere here is rugged, and the stones are as if they were made with mud, and there is no beauty at all.
Yu Ling looked at the gray walls around him and felt the oppression coming from around him.
The spiritual power in the body is like a pool of stagnant water, without any ripples.
A body's strength will be weakened by at least [-]% here.
Despite this, Yu Ling was not afraid, but had some strange expressions.
Looking at the gray Xun Demon Stones around her, a blue figure appeared in her mind.
That guy is here, I'm afraid he's not going to faint from joy.
Min Fan next to Yu Ling also had a similar expression.
"You two are so brave!"
The Sangluo people on both sides of the hall were sitting or standing, their eyes full of anger, staring at Yu Ling and Min Fan.
Especially Min Fan, the people of Sanluo wanted to eat him alive.
Min Fan was used to this kind of gaze.
To him, he has become a traitor in the eyes of his tribe.
His face was expressionless, and he calmly accepted the gazes of his tribesmen who wanted to eat him alive.
Everything is for his own people.
The Sanluo people are also divided into hierarchies. They are not from the same tribe. If they are annexed by others, they will be inferior or even become slaves.
As for the royal family, they have always been aloof and never cared about the lives of those below them.
Relying on their status as royals, they constantly demand the following to pay, pay, and pay again.
After Min Fan arrived, he bowed his hands to a tall man above.
"King Luo!"
Anza is now the king of the Sanluo people.
Sitting on it, the several high steps allowed him to look down from a high position, full of coercion.
"Min Fan, you are so brave!!"
Suddenly someone shouted angrily next to him.
Everyone's eyes widened and they stared at Min Fan angrily, "Min Fan, have you forgotten your identity?"
"Your Majesty!"
In the eyes of the Sanluo people, bowing their hands in salute is an ugly behavior for humans claiming to be saints. The real Sanluo people must kneel down and salute.
Faced with his responsibilities, Min Fan was calm and unfazed. He had already stood on the opposite side of the royal court, and the two sides were almost at loggerheads.
I came here just for a once and for all solution.
Min Fan's attitude was very tough and he knelt down without even thinking about it.
Yu Ling said coldly, "You group of defeated generals dare to shout, kneel down, are you worthy?"
The cold words deeply hurt the self-esteem of many Sanluo people.
Someone roared, "Arrogant, do you think this is still your place?"
"This is the Royal Court, a place that you Saints can never conquer."
Sang Luo showed his murderous intent nakedly, as if he was going to rush up and kill them at any time.
Someone stood up and issued a challenge, "Come on, let me learn how powerful you are."
"Min Fan, if you are a man, fight me!"
"Talk to me about the battle the way the Sanluo people do, not the way the Saints do."
The Sanluo people are not stupid either. If they really try to use spiritual magic, they have little chance of winning.
Without spiritual power, even the saints might not be their opponents.
Seeing that the situation was getting more and more tense, King Luo, who had been silent for a long time, slowly spoke.
With a cold snort, powerful majesty spread.
His eyes fell on Yu Ling and Min Fan, and the strong pressure fell.
Many Sangluo people in the main hall were trembling, but at the same time they were also excited.
Anza's strength is at its peak, exuding power from the inside out.
Yu Ling also felt the pressure, and at the same time secretly confirmed Anza's strength, at least in the Void Refining stage.
Anza spoke slowly, "I didn't expect that you, with impure blood, would be able to reach this point today."
"Many people in the clan are not as good as you."
What Anza said is true. According to the way the Sanluo people improve their strength, it would be difficult for Min Fan to reach the Nascent Soul stage of the human race in this life.
Now Min Fan's strength has reached the stage of becoming a god, and there are even faint signs of a breakthrough.
Regarding Luo Wang Anza's words, Min Fan was filled with emotion.
He was able to reach this point thanks to the skills given by Lu Shaoqing.
Lu Shaoqing taught him the skills of the Tiangongmen. Coupled with the great changes in the world, it was easy to cultivate and brighten. He also gained the ultimate level of an expert, and his strength increased by leaps and bounds.
His strong strength made him more confident. He didn't have to run around. He defeated countless tribes and annexed them. He was already strong enough to arm-wrestle with the royal court.
In the past, I didn't even dare to think about it.
Wang Ting also felt great pressure, so he tried to solve the problem through negotiation.
Facing King Luo, Min Fan suppressed his nervousness and stated his conditions.
The royal court recognized his current territory and his rule over the tribe, and Min Fan recognized the royal court's authority.
After all, Min Fan didn't want to completely break up with Wang Ting.
This war was not started by his tribe at the beginning, but by someone else, and his tribe had to fight back.
In the end, the situation got out of control and developed into the current situation.
Min Fan's eyes were steady and his voice was low, "King Luo, what do you think..."
The river was roaring and rushing against the shore.
On the shore, there are tributaries extending along the forest, stretching into the forest like claws.
Walking along the tributary into the deep forest, gradually, houses appeared next to the tributary.
A Sanlo man with blond and brown hair and blue and gold eyes appeared.
The further you go into the forest, the more people there are in Sanluo.
Deep in the forest, a city appeared.
Countless Sanluo people live in it.
The Sanluo people here live in houses that are either wooden houses or thatched houses.
Only in the middle is there a palace built of bricks and stones, a gray-white palace.
From a distance, it looks like a round plate buckled on the ground.
This is the royal court of the Sangluo people.
The palace is the hub of the royal court.
Yu Ling and Min Fan came to the main hall.
The decoration inside is similar to the outside, not as delicate and exquisite as that of humans.
Everywhere here is rugged, and the stones are as if they were made with mud, and there is no beauty at all.
Yu Ling looked at the gray walls around him and felt the oppression coming from around him.
The spiritual power in the body is like a pool of stagnant water, without any ripples.
A body's strength will be weakened by at least [-]% here.
Despite this, Yu Ling was not afraid, but had some strange expressions.
Looking at the gray Xun Demon Stones around her, a blue figure appeared in her mind.
That guy is here, I'm afraid he's not going to faint from joy.
Min Fan next to Yu Ling also had a similar expression.
"You two are so brave!"
The Sangluo people on both sides of the hall were sitting or standing, their eyes full of anger, staring at Yu Ling and Min Fan.
Especially Min Fan, the people of Sanluo wanted to eat him alive.
Min Fan was used to this kind of gaze.
To him, he has become a traitor in the eyes of his tribe.
His face was expressionless, and he calmly accepted the gazes of his tribesmen who wanted to eat him alive.
Everything is for his own people.
The Sanluo people are also divided into hierarchies. They are not from the same tribe. If they are annexed by others, they will be inferior or even become slaves.
As for the royal family, they have always been aloof and never cared about the lives of those below them.
Relying on their status as royals, they constantly demand the following to pay, pay, and pay again.
After Min Fan arrived, he bowed his hands to a tall man above.
"King Luo!"
Anza is now the king of the Sanluo people.
Sitting on it, the several high steps allowed him to look down from a high position, full of coercion.
"Min Fan, you are so brave!!"
Suddenly someone shouted angrily next to him.
Everyone's eyes widened and they stared at Min Fan angrily, "Min Fan, have you forgotten your identity?"
"Your Majesty!"
In the eyes of the Sanluo people, bowing their hands in salute is an ugly behavior for humans claiming to be saints. The real Sanluo people must kneel down and salute.
Faced with his responsibilities, Min Fan was calm and unfazed. He had already stood on the opposite side of the royal court, and the two sides were almost at loggerheads.
I came here just for a once and for all solution.
Min Fan's attitude was very tough and he knelt down without even thinking about it.
Yu Ling said coldly, "You group of defeated generals dare to shout, kneel down, are you worthy?"
The cold words deeply hurt the self-esteem of many Sanluo people.
Someone roared, "Arrogant, do you think this is still your place?"
"This is the Royal Court, a place that you Saints can never conquer."
Sang Luo showed his murderous intent nakedly, as if he was going to rush up and kill them at any time.
Someone stood up and issued a challenge, "Come on, let me learn how powerful you are."
"Min Fan, if you are a man, fight me!"
"Talk to me about the battle the way the Sanluo people do, not the way the Saints do."
The Sanluo people are not stupid either. If they really try to use spiritual magic, they have little chance of winning.
Without spiritual power, even the saints might not be their opponents.
Seeing that the situation was getting more and more tense, King Luo, who had been silent for a long time, slowly spoke.
With a cold snort, powerful majesty spread.
His eyes fell on Yu Ling and Min Fan, and the strong pressure fell.
Many Sangluo people in the main hall were trembling, but at the same time they were also excited.
Anza's strength is at its peak, exuding power from the inside out.
Yu Ling also felt the pressure, and at the same time secretly confirmed Anza's strength, at least in the Void Refining stage.
Anza spoke slowly, "I didn't expect that you, with impure blood, would be able to reach this point today."
"Many people in the clan are not as good as you."
What Anza said is true. According to the way the Sanluo people improve their strength, it would be difficult for Min Fan to reach the Nascent Soul stage of the human race in this life.
Now Min Fan's strength has reached the stage of becoming a god, and there are even faint signs of a breakthrough.
Regarding Luo Wang Anza's words, Min Fan was filled with emotion.
He was able to reach this point thanks to the skills given by Lu Shaoqing.
Lu Shaoqing taught him the skills of the Tiangongmen. Coupled with the great changes in the world, it was easy to cultivate and brighten. He also gained the ultimate level of an expert, and his strength increased by leaps and bounds.
His strong strength made him more confident. He didn't have to run around. He defeated countless tribes and annexed them. He was already strong enough to arm-wrestle with the royal court.
In the past, I didn't even dare to think about it.
Wang Ting also felt great pressure, so he tried to solve the problem through negotiation.
Facing King Luo, Min Fan suppressed his nervousness and stated his conditions.
The royal court recognized his current territory and his rule over the tribe, and Min Fan recognized the royal court's authority.
After all, Min Fan didn't want to completely break up with Wang Ting.
This war was not started by his tribe at the beginning, but by someone else, and his tribe had to fight back.
In the end, the situation got out of control and developed into the current situation.
Min Fan's eyes were steady and his voice was low, "King Luo, what do you think..."
