I didn't ask anymore.

This guy wants to say, naturally.

If you want to force it to say.

Even if it is said, it may be false news.

Lin Yan had also planned to ask what the fairy king's picture was.

But the dog emperor was so vague that he had just asked the question.

Not to mention the others.

“The rest, tell me later, what do you think?”

Lin Yan suddenly said.

The dog nodded, then nodded.

Neither refused.

I don't want to say it now.

Because the forest strength is too weak.

Speak out.

It is just to increase the psychological burden of forest inflammation.

And more.

The king himself had his own plans.

“The ancient witch... the two worlds?”

Lin Yan took a deep breath.

From now on it seems.

This old family may be in a vulnerable situation.

Even their best soldiers were sealed.

But the old wizard didn’t seem to win either.

Otherwise.

Would it be so difficult to even enter the ancient continent?

And.

If the ancient witch really defeated the ancient fairy.

This world has long since ceased to exist.

“I need more power!”

The linguists gradually tightened their hands.

Don't say what is in front of the whole ancient witch family.

Right in front of that in the face of that double.

His strength is nothing.

Now he.

I know part of the past.

But there is still a part that is unclear.

Take, for example, the picture of the king behind him.

The water ape fought with him.

But when it saw the fairy king behind Lin Yan.

The evil one all converged.

The dog will follow him.

This is also because of this King’s chart.

More importantly.

It is the one-in-law.

Lin Yan has not forgotten.

When this guy first saw this fairy king's picture, it was extremely shocked and scared!

Take a deep breath.

Lin Yan is going to go out for a walk.

It was three years since the Moro family.

He had not yet seen the style of the Moro tribe.

I don’t know what’s the difference between this monster and the landscape of their people.

Get out of the room.

Lin Yan, accompanied by Moro Tian, walked around this continent.

The Moro family.

Under the royal family, the leading tribe in the second ladder.

They live on a very large continent.

This is more than a few times larger than the ancient continent.

The area they are in now is in the middle.

The magic in the middle is the most intense.

In the periphery, however, it is much worse.

Look at it.

All four are full of mountains.

And the hidden formed a big battle.

Under the questioning.

Lin Yan learned that these mountains were detained by the great means of Namorro.

This makes the former uncomforcing.

Surely it is Satan.

This means...

After a huge valley.

Lin Yan stopped his steps.

There was a sound inside.

It should be similar to a place like a martial arts field.

“What’s the situation here?”

Lin Yan began to ask.

The Moro Heaven hastily said:

"Some of my magicians."

The inside maid.

Specially responsible for protecting some of the important people of the demon family, or to do something that can not see the light.

To be an insider.

The power must be strong.

And be very loyal.

Even the inner servant of the devil's strength.

There are also in this Moro tribe.

However, this kind of in-house service has a high status.

And well hidden.

Even the Moro strongman, who is also a demon king, may not know the existence of this demon king's inner servant.

"Come in and see, I haven't seen you wizards yet."

Lin Yan smiled and walked in.

Moro was also behind him.

After that comes in.

A hot air flow came.

It was like a hot stove.

This is because the warriors in the valley are gathered.

Each of them is like a dragon.

Blood is sufficient.

Breath is strong.

"This is your inner servant of the devil, and it's good."

Lin Yan nodded his head.

There are a total of seventy or eighty people in this valley, each of which is in the seven weights of the sun.

Some of them have reached the peak of the 9th!

This is in some small tribes.

The strongest is just this kind of repair.

And here.

There are as many as eight or nine.

And this valley may be just one of the inner servants.

The entire Moro people are estimated to be more than seventy or eighty inner servants.

The arrival of Lin Yan.

It also caught the attention of the demonic cultivators who were cultivating in this valley.

After all.

In their eyes.

It was as if a small sheep had suddenly arrived among the wolves.

They haven’t waited for them to move.

Moroaven came in.

These servants see.

The pupil suddenly shrunk.

Stop the work at hand.

Half kneeling on the ground.

shouted:

“I’ve seen the grown-up!”

“I’ve seen the grown-up!”

This voice of the old man, but very neatly called.

"Well, my name is Mr. Lin."

Moro nodded his head.

Then he pointed to Lin Yan.

Many of these demons listened to Moro Heaven.

The face immediately changed.

It became incomparably conspicuous.

They heard right.

This Morotian, who is the devil, asked them to call a man a man?

In the demons.

The name of the man has this special meaning.

Not everyone can afford it.

This is the recognition of the strength of the demon warriors for the strength of the foreign warriors!

But this human boy is just a five-year-old!

for that power.

Do they call it Mr.?

One time.

The valley was quiet.

Everyone is holding their breath.

Moro’s eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.

These guys.

It's tough enough.

The inner servant was the most powerful force in his hand.

I did a lot of things for him in the past.

He is also very familiar with these guys.

In addition to the strength of one is good, the temper is also very similar.

It's all one word.

Ny!

Lin Yan does not matter.

These guys don’t call, he doesn’t have an opinion.

He came here just to see the cult of this demon warrior.

But Moro Tian misunderstands the forest.

See the linguish face.

I don’t think the latter is happy.

Then the face is heavy.

The Wrath:

“Call it Mr. Lin!Quickly!”

This Moro was born afraid that Lin Yan would anger the entire Moro people.

After all, your own soul blood is still on this twilight.

Just.

The insiders were all down.

Look at that.

I’d rather die than scream.

The magicians of the people.

It is more simple than the human race.

The strong are honorable.

Those four words are not just words.

Even if you are a powerful person, you still can't meet the respect of these demonic servants without enough strength.

Even if the Lord of Moro Heaven speaks.

The insiders still showed no signs of beginning.

These guys would rather die than scream.

A five-strong, three-strong mid-servant of the Moro people, said with a deep opening:

"Gross-old man, although you are a demon king and powerful, you cannot force us to call a weak man!"