113: C113 King of Giant Demons

C113 King of Giant Demons

Dead?

Zhao Xin murmured when he heard the mocking voices around him.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a mocking sneer.

He slowly opened his mouth and said, "Do you want the Clan Spirit?"

Boom!

A hurricane suddenly appeared. Everyone was shocked as they looked at the scene in front of them.

The tree was only a few millimeters away from Zhao Xin's head. If he was a second slower, his head would have exploded by the tree.

Everyone's heart was in their throats.

The Peony stopped and looked at this scene in shock.

Why did the Trolls stop?

Zhao Xin was indeed at the end of his rope, but it did not mean that he did not have the strength to fight.

"Are my eyes blind? What did I see?"

"The cruel and bloodthirsty Trolls actually stopped?"

"Who can tell me what happened? Could it be that this Trolls took the wrong medicine?"

Everyone's jaws dropped as they were at a loss. There was even a person whose snot came out and was blown by the wind messily.

The Trolls looked at the human under the big tree with deep shock in his eyes.

This human actually knew about the Clan Spirit!

Ever since the ancient war, almost 90% of the race's Clan Spirit had disappeared. Without the Clan Spirit, it was equivalent to having no luck. Without luck, this race would only deteriorate by the day, leaving the great stage where hundreds of races stood tall.

Without the Clan Spirit, some powerful races became weaker and weaker, and only humans who didn't need the Clan Spirit could quickly rise up.

As one of the fifteen ancient royal families, the Trolls race had lost their Clan Spirit. Their numbers decreased, and their strength became weaker and weaker.

If he didn't lose the Clan Spirit, how could he possibly survive in a place like the Ghost Prison Mountain Range?

The great battle had already gone on for over ten thousand years. Besides some super old monsters that had lived for over ten thousand years, no one knew about the Clan Spirit.

Zhao Xin's voice was very soft, and only he could hear it.

The Trolls took a deep breath. Looking at Zhao Xin's determined and cold eyes, it raised its head and roared furiously.

An invisible pressure spread out, causing the surrounding people to feel their hearts sink. Some of the weaker ones even spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"Not good! The Trolls has gone berserk! Run!"

"Run!"

"Brother, that man?"

"Are you f * cking stupid? Can you beat the Trolls?! This man will always die. Let him live for one day today. We still have a month's time."

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. Within a few breaths, all the people who were hiding in the dark, preparing to take advantage of the situation, all left the place.

It was not a good thing for the Trolls to get angry.

"Human, say it. What do you know?" The Trolls put down the big tree in its hand and spoke in human language.

The Peony looked at the Trolls in surprise. It was so shocked that it could not say anything.

It had never heard of a demonic beast being able to speak in human language. A ninth grade Demonic Beast could only communicate with one's mind, and could not speak in human language.

And this Trolls in front of her was clearly only at the sixth step, yet it could speak human language. How could she not be shocked?

This Trolls was also famous in the Ghost Prison Mountain Range. Everyone knew about it, but they had never heard of it being able to speak human language.

With a thought from Zhao Xin, the scarlet Devouring Immortal Blade turned into a stream of light and entered his body.

"Is this how the imperial family treats their guests?" Zhao Xin said with a faint smile.

Although he had a smile on his face, he was still scared. He was gambling just now.

If he lost, his brain would splash on the spot.

His back felt slightly cold, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Trolls looked at Zhao Xin and Peony and said in a deep voice, "How much do you know?"

"How much do you want me to know?"

"Come with me!"

The Trolls was furious at first, but then it calmed down.

Zhao Xin nodded and gave the Peony a Supreme Healing Pill, indicating that he should follow him.

The Peony took the ___ and consumed it. She adjusted her breathing and followed Zhao Xin's footsteps.

They followed the Trolls and turned left and right. After wandering around in the forest, they arrived at the entrance of a hidden cave.

"Come in!"

The Trolls pushed open the cover of the cave entrance, revealing a medium-sized cave entrance.

Zhao Xin and Peony entered the hole. The hole was very shallow. They walked a few steps over, but just as they walked out of the hole, a strong white light pierced towards them.

The white light flashed. Zhao Xin opened his eyes, but was stunned by the scene in front of him.

There were a few tall and scattered houses. On the ridge of the paddy field, there were a few Trolls children playing around. There were also some Trolls planting crops. It looked like a paradise.

Moreover, the environment here was completely different from the Ghost Prison Mountain Range. The sky of the Ghost Domain Mountain Range was always light red, as if it had been washed by a bloodbath.

The sky here was blue, and the environment was full of vitality. It was a completely different world.

As he followed behind the Trolls, there were Trolls that kept greeting the Trolls in front of him. They were very respectful.

There were also Trolls that noticed the two humans, but they ignored them with just a glance.

There were even a few little Trolls children following behind them, as if they were very curious about the foreign races.

Trolls brought the two of them into a wooden house.

"Tell me, how do you know about the Clan Spirit? What do you mean by that?"

The Trolls sat down and went straight to the point.1

"Clan Spirit?"

When Peony heard him, she looked at Zhao Xin doubtfully.

Zhao Xin shrugged. "My name is Zhao Xin, your future master."

As soon as he said that, the Trolls's expression changed drastically. It said angrily, "Lowly human, if it wasn't for you, you would have died here long ago."

"Oh? Who gave you the courage to say that you want me to die here?"

Zhao Xin asked in a strange tone. Before he finished his words, he moved and disappeared from where he stood.

However, in the next moment, the Trolls's expression changed slightly. The Devouring Immortal Blade was placed on his neck, and Zhao Xin had suddenly appeared above his head.

"Just now, I was just trying to confuse those people who were watching the show. Do you really think that I'm not your match?"

Zhao Xin said with a playful smile.

A voice full of ridicule lingered in Trolls's ears.

Trolls was startled, but then he smiled faintly and said, "My Trolls clan will not submit just because someone puts a weapon on their neck."

After saying that, he picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

"If you can kill me and get out of this place, you might as well give it a try."

"Haha, it will definitely be my greatest honor to have you as my subordinate. The Trolls King, the only survivor of the ancient war, the Imperial Family Patriarch."

Zhao Xin lightly stepped forward, put away the Devouring Immortal Blade, and returned to his original position.

"How much do you know?"

The Trolls's expression changed slightly. He could roughly guess the limits of this human's knowledge, but he didn't expect that he would even know about this.

A hint of vigilance flashed across his eyes. The atmosphere in the room seemed to be giving birth to an extremely suffocating feeling.

Zhao Xin picked up the teacup that was even bigger than a washbasin, drank a mouthful and said with a smile, "Surrender or die!"

"You don't have a long life, do you? After being seriously injured, you used the cultivation level to suppress your injuries. Your strength was getting lower and lower. Now, you have already slid to Tier 6. If I'm not wrong, you have at most a hundred and eighty years to live!"

After saying that, the Trolls could no longer maintain its calm expression. Instead, it was replaced by fear and shock.

What did this young man who was only twenty years old know? Could it be that he was also a powerful being who had survived the ancient war?

But it didn't seem like it at all. There was no smell of possession, and there was no problem with his soul perception.

"If you die, then where will the thousands of clansmen of yours go? Once you die, I'm afraid that they will be discovered in less than ten years. In other words, it will be the day of the extinction of your Trolls clan in over a hundred years."

Zhao Xin continued.

Peony, who was standing at the side, had already heard what ___ said. Although she didn't know many of them, it didn't mean that she had never heard of them. The illustrious reputation of the fifteen ancient royal families was known by everyone.

The most important thing was to listen to the conversation between the two of them. The one in front of her was actually the king of the Trolls family, one of the fifteen ancient royal families!

[Zhengwen]

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