Chapter 1501: The Second Son of God Huai Liang

Zhao Yin was slightly distracted. Obtaining a god-level weapon that was superior to a dagger was a huge surprise for any human.

But before he could be surprised, someone was already keeping an eye on him.

Only then did Zhao Yin realize that the most suitable person for Yinlong in the entire team was Qinglang.

If he had this silver spear, his combat power would be enough to crush most human kings!

Qinglang was not a greedy person, but he was thirsty for power... Zhao Yin had always known that his greatest obsession in this life was to kill the angels of the tenth domain...

The fact that Qinglang could beg like this showed that he did not regard himself as an outsider, and his desire for Silver Dragon was unprecedented.

What's more, now that Qinglang is serving him, the magic spear should be given to a human hero like Qinglang!

In ancient times, Cao Mengde gave Guan Gong the Red Hare!

Today, Zhao Yin presents the Blue Wolf and Silver Dragon Spear to you!

"Qinglang, you are my brother, you have been with me through thick and thin. It's just a weapon, why do you cherish it?"

Zhao Yin took out the silver spear directly, suppressed the desire to try it out, and with blood dripping in his heart, he tremblingly put it into Qinglang's hand.

"Boss, I'm just having fun. Three days later..."

Qinglang was immediately surprised...

Zhao Yin said in a trembling voice: "What's yours is yours. From today on, it will be your silver dragon!"

"Only the Blue Wolf can match my Blue Wolf General!"

At this moment, Zhao Yin's eyes revealed Cao Mengde's appreciation for Guan Gong's talent when he gave him the Red Hare.

But Qinglang is not Guan Gong, and he does not have an elder brother like Liu Xuande. His boss is Zhao Yin in front of him.

"Boss...!"

He was choking and couldn't utter a word.

Zhao Yin wanted to say a few more words, imitating Liu Xuande's temperament back then...

At this moment, a terrifying pressure swept in from the direction of the City of God.

It was actually a quasi-god-level creature!

He came quickly with overwhelming rage...

"You who dare to rebel against the Wood Clan will stay here and die!" The hoarse voice turned into thunder. Before the quasi-god-level Wood Clan arrived, the voice echoed in the sky.

At this time, the lower body of the blue wolf was surrounded by a bright red light, and it would take some time to recover.

This time, Zhao Yin didn't dare to be careless at all.

A top-level quasi-god took out a god-level weapon. Would the quasi-god be able to do the same?

"Ye Zang, this quasi-god-level battle is not something you can participate in, take good care of Qing Lang!"

"All contracted beasts, get ready to attack with me!"

"A tiger needs to use all its strength to fight a rabbit. You all should remember this. Next time you encounter an enemy...!"

"Even if the opponent is just an SSS-level Wood Clan, we must treat it as a god!"

"Not only must you fight with all your strength, but you must also be ready to escape at any time!"

Every failure makes one wiser. This incident sounded a wake-up call for Zhao Yin.

"For a long time, we have been too successful and have never thought that weak lives could also possess terrifying combat power!"

After Zhao Yin gave the order, one voice after another responded in Zhao Yin's heart.

Soon, the figure of quasi-god Yang Kun appeared in Zhao Yin's sight.

It still didn't know that the fifth son of God, Huai Wu, had just died at the hands of Zhao Yin.

If he had known, he would have probably turned and fled long ago.

……

At this moment, in the center of the divine city, at the feet of the second-level god Huai Tu, outside a magnificent temple.

Here, there is a special wooden house, which is formed by the rhizomes of locust trees, and inside it are placed life tablets.

From the junior demigods to the several sons of gods and Huai Tu himself...

At this moment...

A mid-level demigod from the wood clan, his face pale as dirt, his eyeballs about to fall out of their sockets.

Its mind was buzzing, and it could no longer think about its own mission, which was to monitor the life cards here. Once a life card was broken, it needed to report it immediately to the Second Son of God!

A few hours ago, the aura of the quasi-god Apomu suddenly disappeared in the city, and the Second Son of God has sent people to investigate the cause.

I didn't expect that only a few hours had passed...

"The fifth son of God has died!"

"One hundred and forty-two demigods lost their breath at the same time today!"

It took a long while for the intermediate demigod to come back to his senses, and he turned around and ran away with his toes.

He ran desperately towards the Second Son of God's residence...

"What happened?"

The second son of God, Huailiang, who was already overwhelmed by Apomu's disappearance, exuded a violent aura.

It was born eight thousand years earlier than the fifth son of God Huaiwu.

The second son of God, Huailiang, had been trained in the Ninth Battlefield when he was young and experienced the baptism of blood and fire.

Five thousand years ago, it had already evolved into a quasi-god-level existence!

The intermediate demigod knelt on the ground, trembling, and quickly reported the matter...

Upon hearing this, Huai Liang's face turned even darker.

I immediately realized that this was an event that had never happened in billions of years.

"I'm afraid an alien race has intruded into the Wood Clan's world!"

Previously, after Apomu disappeared, Huailiang had always thought that it was an internal fight within the tribe, and that a quasi-god took advantage of Apomu's injury and imprisoned him...

Then it dawned on me.

"All quasi-gods are under my surveillance. Except for Yang Kun who has to leave the city for some business, all other quasi-gods are safe and sound."

"It must be an alien race... In the Ninth Realm, the only races that have the courage to sneak into the Wood Clan are the Angels and the Lizards!"

"Angel tribe, there is no need to tear our faces apart. Could it be the lizard tribe?"

Just as Huai Liang was puzzled, another demigod of the Wood Clan came to the outside of the Second Son of God's Hall.

"Reporting to the Lord Son of God, the life card of Quasi-God Yang Kun has been broken...!"

Huailiang's pupils shrank when he heard this.

That good-for-nothing Fifth Son of God probably accidentally or too late took out the silver dragon gifted by his father.

His death at the hands of aliens was reasonable and logical in Huailiang's opinion!

If Apomu was captured secretly by the aliens because of his serious injuries, it would not prove how strong the aliens were...

But Yang Kun’s death is enough to explain everything!

Although Yang Kun’s strength was not considered strong in the quasi-god circle and he liked to flatter the powerful and bully the weak, he died too quickly!

He died just after leaving the city, so...

"The alien race's strength is at least that of an intermediate quasi-god, or even a high-level quasi-god!"

What Huai Liang feared the most was the Silver Dragon, which even he coveted, but his father gave to Huai Wu...

Fall into the hands of foreigners.

"If this matter is not handled well, my father will definitely be disappointed in me!"

“But if handled properly, it would be a great achievement that is rare in a million years!”

"And... that silver dragon!"

Greed flashed in Huai Liang's eyes: "If you succeed in killing the aliens, they will be my trophies, and my father will have no reason to take them back!"

Just then, a top demigod in the hall spoke.

"Sir Son of God, this matter is of great importance. Should we wake up the Lord God immediately?"

"Didn't you hear me? I want that silver dragon... I want to kill the aliens by myself and become the one with the greatest power of faith besides my father!"

"I want the First Son of God to kneel at Huailiang's feet!"

A mad look appeared on Huailiang's face. "Send an order to invite Liu Yin, Tao Hou, Yu Qing, and Tan Jin, the four quasi-gods, to come here and fight against the aliens immediately!"