C530 The Imperial Power Is Strong
1"Imperial power!"
Ling Jian's eyes narrowed slightly as he watched on indifferently.
From Huang Wuchang's memories, he had the impression that this person was an elder of the Huang Clan Tribe. He had the same cultivation as the two people he had killed. He was at the peak of the Human Spirit Dao and had changed Qi Province three times.
Huang Li brought the members of the Huang Clan here and immediately saw the members of the Huang Clan who had been suppressed. Immediately, his expression changed and his eyes became extremely cold. These were all members of his clan. But now, they had lost so many people for no reason.
His gaze then followed the members of the Huang Clan on the ground to look at Ling Jian and the Six Demons. Then, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.
For some reason, Ling Jian's body was enveloped by a mysterious aura. He couldn't see through this young man's true cultivation, but the Six Devil Heart Python beneath him allowed him to tell the difference with a single glance.
Thus, he took a deep breath and said, "Middle Stage super fierce beast!"
With such an existence, he was confident that he was absolutely not his match. He could not help but look at Ling Jian with an exceptionally fearful gaze.
"I wonder who you are and why you are here?" Compared to the first time, Huang Liqiang's words were much gentler.
A young man who possessed a middle-tier deadly beast had to be treated seriously.
Ling Jian pointed at Mu Qiurou, who was beside him, and said indifferently, "You should ask her."
Huang Liqiang followed Ling Jian's finger and looked at Mu Qiurou. He could not help but frown and his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Mu Qiurou."
Huang Liqiang suddenly laughed coldly. His voice was as sharp as an eagle's cry as he slowly said, "I didn't expect that it would be you, this little girl. Why? Did you come back to accompany your parents?"
Mu Qiurou's pretty face was covered with frost as she coldly said, "Huang Liqiang, you killing devil, you actually massacred my Mu tribe."
She looked at Huang Li Qiang's position, her eyes filled with hatred. Just the night before yesterday, she had personally witnessed her own clansmen dying one by one in Huang Li Qiang's hands. She had seen her father being mercilessly killed by Huang Li Qiang.
"Haha, in the Desolate Land, what you said is ridiculous."
"The strong prey on the weak. It's not like this is the first time you've heard of the law of the jungle. What do you think?"
Huang Liqiang was so angry that he laughed instead. His laughter did not change because of the massacre of a Mu tribe. There were many tribes that were destroyed by the Huang tribe, and the Mu tribe was only one of them.
Immediately, he looked at Ling Jian, and the fury on his face instantly disappeared. In its place was a kind of gentleness and flattery. "This time, it's really all thanks to little friend's help that we managed to catch Mu Qiurou, who slipped through the net."
"Little brother, do you have anything you want? If you don't mind, you can come with me to the tribe. My Huang tribe will definitely not treat you unfairly."
Huang Li said honestly, but he was able to become an elder of the Huang Tribe. There was still some scheming in his mind. Ling Jian had an intermediate level super vicious beast. If this super fierce beast was obtained by the Huang Clan... To the Huang Clan... ... It would be like adding wings to a tiger, and at that time, he would be a great contributor. In the future, his faction's status would also rise.
Even the Huang Tribe did not have such a powerful vicious beast. They only had one elementary level super vicious beast.
Ling Jian looked at Huang Liqiang indifferently. Although Huang Liqiang hid it well, he could not hide it from the powerful divine sense.
"I will naturally return to the Huang Clan."
Ling Jian said indifferently, "However, you don't need to lead the way, and you don't need to go back."
Huang Liqiang's expression immediately stiffened. Ling Jian's words made him feel an inexplicable sense of unease. He, who had been walking on the tip of a blade all year round, was extremely vigilant. But even so, he still slowed down by a few steps.
Boom!
Without any warning, the mountain that was suppressing the Huang Tribe once again shook. In the blink of an eye, it appeared above Huang Liqiang's head. At the bottom of the mountain, a transparent pillar of light shone toward Huang Liqiang.
Under the glow, Huang Liqiang's body did not move at all, as if it had been sealed.
Only now did Huang Liqiang see the towering mountain clearly. His pupils couldn't help but shrink, and he was terrified to the point his soul almost left his body. He'd never imagined that... This seemingly unremarkable youth was actually an expert of the Earth Spirit Dao.
At this moment, Ling Jian pressed down with his finger, and that enormous mountain suddenly sank down. A heavy pressure pierced through the pillar of light, and then it pressed down on Huang Liqiang's body until it turned into a bloody mist.
A person at the peak of the Earth Spirit Dao did not even have the strength to resist and was suppressed by Ling Jian just like that.
Following that, Ling Jian flicked his sleeve and the huge mountain crashed down like a rhinoceros. Wherever it passed, the ground seemed to be swept by a huge axe light, revealing a deep ravine.
These clansmen who had followed the Imperial Power here had the highest cultivation base that had just broken through to the Spiritual Dao. The rest were all at the Quasi-Spiritual Dao, so in a single exchange, they were like chives that had been cut off, their lives scattering.
Mu Qiurou stood by the side and watched.
When the last person was also killed, she finally could not suppress the excitement in her heart and burst into tears.
At this moment, she no longer cared about her image. Although so many people from the Huang Clan had been killed, the dead father and clansmen would never be able to return.
Because she cried out loudly, at this moment, her pair of beautiful eyes became incomparably red, giving people the illusion that it was raining tears.
One tear after another fell from her face. Originally, her face was covered in dust, but now, under the cleansing of her tears, her originally charming face was completely exposed to the air.
In the next moment, Mu Qiurou's knees went soft. She knelt on the ground and said, "Thank you, benefactor, for avenging me. From now on, I, Mu Qiurou, am yours. From now on, I am willing to serve you for a lifetime."
Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly felt a mysterious force lifting her body up, making her unable to continue kneeling.
Mu Qiurou raised her head to look at Ling Jian, a trace of doubt appearing in her eyes.
"Young Master, what is the meaning of this? Don't tell me you don't want me to serve you?"
Ling Jian said indifferently, "You just need to follow me. You don't need to serve me, I don't need slaves."
In the Desolate Land, serving others was equivalent to becoming someone else's slave. To Ling Jian, saving Mu Qiurou was only her compassion. More information might be of more help to him in the future.
"Get up."
With a wave of her hand, Mu Qiurou landed beside the Six Demons and stood beside Ling Jian.
Ling Jian sized up Mu Qiurou and thought for a moment. Then, he took out another piece of clothing from his Cosmos Sack. "Put it on. Otherwise, you might bring me unnecessary trouble."
There was no teasing in his tone, but it was true. Although Mu Qiurou's cultivation talent was not high, her appearance was at the top. He did not doubt her attractiveness to males in the Desolate Land.
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