Chapter 4945: sad stone mountain

At this moment.

Whether it is Shen Yuzhu, Huang Xiaodan, or Dao Fang, they have a profound understanding of the gap in innate talents among ethnic groups.

Let’s not talk about the human race.

His own innate talent is the lowest level among the many ethnic groups in the world.

It is only a little stronger than some small ethnic groups.

Of course, the overall strength of the human race is still one of the most powerful ethnic groups in the world.

The Demon Sword Clan where Dao Mang belongs is much stronger than the human race.

However, compared to this so-called dragon clan, it is far behind!

Even if you get the Sky Crystal Stone, you may not be able to practice so fast.

Due to the obstacles of talent, it may not be possible to improve one's cultivation even if one has sufficient resources.

"Sir, are you going out now?"

There was still a move, and there was no sound of breaking the wind from behind.

With Shi Hao's level of strength, plus Shen Yuzhu, and Huang Dadan, how many weaklings in the Tiancan Clan can stop us?

"Have a bad time!"

Now that Shen Yuzhu's cultivation has skyrocketed to such an extent, his strength should have reached an unimaginable level.

A loud rumbling sound.

A figure staggered behind the group of people. It was covered in blood and had an extra arm. It looked extremely miserable.

Even Huang Sansheng next to him looked bitter at this time, because it would be difficult for him to achieve such a cultivation speed.

"You go and see what's going on first!"

The island stairs that were originally suspended in mid-air were now visible.

At most, facing the so-called Tiancan tribe, Shen Yuzhu alone is enough to make us jump like dogs!

And the battle is under that island.

He has a lot of cultivation resources, but he may not be able to achieve cultivation like Mo Xiaomo's.

Lin Tian heard a shrill scream from inside the sarcophagus.

At the same time, I was secretly glad.

Bai Shan flew out of the center of the island with Mo Xiaomo and others. When they stood under a mountain ridge, everyone was stunned.

Lin Tian let out a small cry, begging to stop his wailing.

Huang Ba Sheng looked at Bai Shan and asked.

At most, I will be the unlucky one!

With such a huge noise, no one might have started fighting inside.

The eighteenth-level dragon belongs to the elder level within the tribe.

There are many weak people at the fourteenth and seventieth levels!

"Luckily, fortunately, you resisted and are willing to be my slave! And that girl is Bailong, the top group of the dragon clan. You are willing to become Baishan's slave. Is there anything you can accept?"

Shi Hao shook his head and stepped out of the space on the ground.

"The Eight Saint Sons want to kill you, give you a chance!"

Mo Xiaomo and others quickly followed.

Bai Shan smiled calmly and said, "How do you feel about your current strength?"

Generally speaking, the departed Heavenly Punishment Clan is like a stone hanging above their heads, and there may be danger at any time that they cannot deal with.

All the way out of the island's passage and outside the forest on the ground, the whole island was still shaking.

Shi Hao smiled slightly, feeling a little bad.

The stone steps at the front exploded and were scattered in mid-air.

But thinking that he would become Shi Hao's enemy, Huang Ba Sheng could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Of course you will kill him!"

It's still coming from close by.

"The suspended stone steps that came down have been broken!"

Shi Hao will become an anomaly in Luoyue Ruins!

Even if he is the genius saint son with the highest level of talent in the Tianzan clan, he dare not say that he will not be killed by the explosion!

And behind you, Shen Yuzhu is young?

Huang Ba Sheng's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said with a warm smile: "He can just stay out there!"

"No one's coming!"

Eleventh level, these are all clan leader level existences!

As he drank in a deep voice, Huang Ba Sheng's men shot out several white sharp lights, and then a white box appeared in the palm of his hand. It became smaller in an instant, trapping Lin Tian in it, and the front coffin was thrown by Huang Ba Sheng to the ancient Where the tree of life is.

From the sounds, it should be a peaceful battle where no one is retreating.

Only a few ancestors have reached the fourteenth level!

Shi Hao and others deep in the island could feel his emotions.

There are many divine dragons who have reached level 17 or below. ,

"Eight Saint Son, let you go, let you go, let me kill you directly..."

In front of everyone, Lin Tian's shrill scream was the only one left.

Huang Ba Sheng's face changed slightly, and he said in shock: "Under the low sky of Luoyue Ruins, there are magic circles hiding his love everywhere. Once touched, it will not affect the whole body! The place where the stone steps of the island are covered later is , that’s why there will be no magic formation trap!”

When I came up, I could imagine that there would be a heated conflict between my tribe and Bai Shan.

"Boom..."

That would be less terrifying than killing me!

The arm is broken, it seems to be seriously injured, and they have only been separated for a short time, and they are so miserable? Bai Shan was crying, terrified, and begged for mercy again.

He is only a few thousand years old at most. Compared to the long lifespan of the Dragon Clan, that is still just a young age!

The figure looked merciless. Before he got closer, Shi Hao was shocked to find that this was the Stone Mountain of the orc tribe?

Shi Hao frowned and felt that it was getting tricky.

There must be a way out, I will always be suffering with such joy!

Without that weak help, Shi Hao finally felt that he had no more confidence!

In the dragon world, there are as many low hands as there are clouds.

Inside the white sarcophagus, countless sharp lights surged, wrapping Lin Tian.

Dao Fang, Mo Xiaomo and others all exclaimed, their expressions changing slightly.

"Now that I think about it, I made a mistake when I followed you!"

Not to mention whether his talent is sufficient or not, how many resources he has, but with this sky crystal, how dare he practice so violently?

Now I would rather die than be trapped in that sarcophagus and endure the endless torment of happiness!

"Hehe... you feel like you can knock down a huge mountain with one punch now!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise inside, and the entire island shook slightly.

Mo Xiaomo was also extremely excited at this time, feeling like he was in a dream, and whispered to himself: "I am now considered a peak fifteenth-level black dragon! If placed in the dragon world, I can also be regarded as one of the top low-level players. One!"

"Ahhhh..."

But Bai Shanxing, who was in his childhood, had not yet reached the seventeenth level of cultivation. He was definitely a super heaven-defying existence!

I felt less urgent after that.

"Haha... so bad!"

"My cultivation has reached the late stage of the Fantasy Heaven Realm! This is really not an illusion!"

The many weak people who retreated into the ruins of Luoyue that time were very likely to suffer a loss!

Shi Hao glanced at Lin Tian underground and said, "Deal with me first!"

"White coffin!"

Bai Shanxing laughed and jumped under Bai Shan's shoulders and said: "When you meet these guys from the Tiancan clan again, let you take action, and he will watch the show all the way!"

Maybe they are all concentrated on the Seven-clawed Golden Dragon Clan!

Wow…

Seeing Shen Yuzhu's cultivation level, which is not yet terrifying, Huang Ba Sheng could not help but feel comforted by you.