Eternal Sacred King Chapter 1590: I have no sense of measure

The creatures of the ten thousand races all frowned slightly, and did not see the origin of these creatures, but the six fierce races present recognized it at a glance!

"Kun tribe?"

The ancestor of Shenyu frowned slightly.

Kun people, these two words fell in the crowd, causing a tumult and restlessness in an instant!

You must know that in recent years, although the major fierce races have frequently walked out of the forbidden land, grabbed land on the desolate continent, and carried out mass killings, there have been three fierce races, and there has been no movement.

One of them is the Kun clan!

In this ten-thousand race meeting, although Xuanji Palace also sent an invitation to the Kun tribe, it was like a stone sinking into the sea and received no reply.

Unexpectedly, today the Kun clan will come to the Xuanji Palace!

The most important thing is the attitude of the Kun clan!

As one of the nine fierce races, the Kun tribe will have a lot more opportunities for negotiation if they can stand on the side of the human race.

Although, even Xuanji Palace understands that the Kun Clan has any reason to stand on the Human Clan's side.

Shenyu and others stopped their hands and looked towards the Kun Clan.

The Wuhua ancestors and the others were already sweating profusely, swallowing the pill, frantically adjusting their breath, and restoring their strength as much as possible.

"Who said that just now?"

The ancestor Jin Yan looked fiercely, patrolling the Kun tribe, and asked coldly.

"I said!"

The black-clothed young man among the Kun clan pushed everyone away, walked out, and raised his head.

Even in the face of the question of the ancestor, the boy in black looked fearless.

The boy in black is just Xiaoyao.

Old Ancestor Jin Yan glanced at him coldly, his expression disdainful, and he didn't even plan to pay any attention.

Two people are not on the same level at all!

The ancestor Jin Yan looked at the other strong people of the Kun tribe, nodded slightly, and said: "Welcome the Kun tribe back and join forces with my six evil tribes."

"Golden Bird, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Xiaoyao spit out his tongue at the ancestor Jin Yan, and said: "The Kun clan won't join hands with you, and you can't hurt him!"

Xiaoyao pointed to the green lotus that was still advancing not far away, with a firm tone.

Ancestor Jin Yan's face sank.

The creatures of all races were also taken aback.

They haven't seen it yet, who would dare to call the ancestor of the Golden Crow clan the Golden Bird!

"Haha."

The tenth prince of the Jinwu clan couldn't bear it, he sneered and said: "A stinky hairy boy, how can you speak!"

"Presumptuous!"

"Bold!"

Xiaoyao didn't reply yet, the expressions of the Kun tribe behind him were furious, and they let out a stern shout.

"This is the young master of my Kun clan, please pay attention when you speak!"

A half ancestor of the Kun clan looked bad, staring at the tenth prince, and said coldly.

"Oh?"

The tenth prince looked up and down Xiaoyao, a strange color flashed across his eyes.

Don't say it is the tenth prince, even the creatures of all races are surprised.

Before this, all races were in peace. Most of the young masters of the nine fierce races were in the realm of Dharma, and some were even in the realm of returning to the void.

However, the troubled times have come, and the powerful evil spirits of the major fierce races have awakened from the retreat.

Anyone who can sit on the position of the Young Master of the Fierce Race is at least in a fit state.

After all, the evil clan young people mainly brought their clan people to fight on the Heavenly Desolate Continent, and the cultivation level is too poor, and it is difficult for them to do anything.

The young master is the facade of the major fierce races. In today's troubled times, like the Kun clan, the young master is only in the realm of law, which is a bit strange.

Xiaoyao looked at the tenth prince, curled his lips, and said: "Looking at your age, you're just a hairy boy, so where is the confidence to teach me!"

Although the tenth prince looks like a child, his years of cultivation are much longer than Xiaoyao.

The tenth prince said coldly: "I am a half ancestor, and you are only the realm of Dharma! At this ten thousand race meeting, the strong is respected, even if you are the young master of the Kun tribe, you do not have the qualifications to speak. !"

"Listen to my words, go back and have milk!"

"Hahahaha!"

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd of six fierce races.

"You..."

Everyone in the Kun tribe was furious, and some powerful Kun tribe even couldn't bear it. They wanted to stand up, but Xiaoyao waved their hands and stopped them back.

"I don't want to eat milk."

Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly, looking at the tenth prince, and said seriously: "I want to eat you! Your meat, set a fire and roast it, it should taste good."

The tenth prince's face sank, and he said coldly: "At a young age, he has sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"

Yeling's eyes turned, falling on Xiaoyao's body, and paused a little.

Not only the tenth prince, but all the creatures present thought that Xiaoyao was just talking casually and deliberately angering the tenth prince.

But only Ye Ling knew that Xiaoyao really wanted to eat the tenth prince!

Because, in Xiaoyao's body, he felt a similar kind of breath.

Not the same family, but the same taboo!

"This child should be the disciple of the older brother."

Yeling thought secretly in his heart.

The tenth prince rolled his eyes and thought, and suddenly said with a smile: "Little brother, since you want to eat me so much, how about giving you a chance, brother?"

"What opportunity?"

Xiaoyao couldn't help asking.

"My brother will accompany you to compare it with you. If you win, my brother will let you eat a piece of my flesh, how about it?"

The tenth prince's voice was soft, tempting Xiaoyao, but a trace of brutality passed through the depths of his eyes.

He was hit hard by Su Zimo just now, and his third leg was smashed. Dao Xing was mostly useless!

Although he is still in the semi-ancestral realm, his combat power has fallen to a combined realm.

After the Ten Thousand Clan Conference is over, the position of his tenth prince will inevitably be replaced by other tribesmen!

So, there is always a wave of anger and resentment in his heart, and there is nowhere to vent!

Now, Xiaoyao's repeated provocations have caused his murderous intent!

Of course, as the young master of the Kun clan, Xiaoyao would not be a killer.

But if you have the opportunity, you can teach this Kun clan kid a lesson, and you can also relieve your disgust in your heart!

"But what if I lose?"

Xiaoyao seems a little hesitant and a little scared.

"If you lose, brother will not embarrass you, don't worry."

The smile in the eyes of the tenth prince was even greater.

After all, this little **** is too young to experience anything in the world!

Xiaoyao pondered a little, and then said: "But if you can't stop it..."

"Don't worry!"

The tenth prince said quickly: "Brother will definitely control this measure!"

"I am worried, I have no measure."

Xiaoyao blinked.

"Haha!"

The tenth prince laughed and said: "It's okay! Brother, you can do whatever you want, don't pay attention to any measure!"

The tenth prince can tell~IndoMTL.com~This little kid of the Kun clan is already tempted!

"Well then, I will try."

Xiaoyao hesitated a little further, seemed to make up his mind and nodded vigorously.

"Young Master, your status is honorable, and you can't commit personal risks."

"Yes, young master, the cultivation bases of the two of you are a big difference, not on the same level at all..."

The Kun clan behind Xiaoyao quickly stood up and spoke to stop them.

"Don't worry, everyone!"

For fear of going back, the tenth prince said quickly: "I promise that I will not use the power above the Integral Realm. I will use the power of the Dhamma Realm to play casually with this younger brother."

"Uncles and uncles, don't worry."

Xiaoyao blinked at the extremely strong Kun clan behind him, and a trace of cunning passed in his eyes.