The ancient forces have a profound historical and cultural heritage, but the prehistoric times are not bad either. The prehistoric culture has flourished for more than ten billion years, but the civilization dimensions of the two sides were not at the same level before.

Therefore, the war potential of the Prehistoric Alliance is very amazing, because the people are accustomed to a war-torn world, how to survive in such a world, how to develop the economy, and how to catch up with the times.

What's more, the prehistoric culture has ushered in the most prosperous and prosperous era of the prehistoric alliance. It is a rare era in which people are not fighting within themselves, but uniting to develop and cooperate with the outside world.

The Prehistoric Alliance built monuments and memorial halls to the heroes and martyrs in the five major war zones and the chaotic areas of the war, recording this tragic confrontation with the ancient forces of Hongmeng and the bravery of the more than 20 million soldiers of the Prehistoric Alliance who sacrificed their lives.

Inside Mu Feng's palace.

Dragon Saint Yazhen was in a sealed state, and he was tied up. He looked at Mu Feng with cold eyes and said, "Boy, I advise you to put me back quickly, otherwise when my father's cultivation reaches its peak, you will be dead."

day!"

Mu Feng smiled faintly, "You mean that old guy from Hongmeng Dragon Ancestor, right? What's the name of his gun? Ten Thousand Dragon Tribulation, it's pretty good."

Dragon Saint Yazhen had a look of surprise in his eyes, "How do you know?"

Mu Feng sneered, "Because I just fought with that old guy, and the result was that he retreated!"

Dragon Saint Yaizhen said angrily, "This is impossible! How could my father be defeated by a young man like you?"

Mu Feng said indifferently, "Believe it or not, I don't want you to believe it."

Dragon Saint Yaizhen snorted coldly, "I understand, my father and you are fighting external incarnations. There is a huge difference between the strength of his external incarnations and his true self."

Mu Feng sneered, "It seems that your status in your father's heart is not very good. Even if I come to save you, I won't even come in person."

Dragon Saint Yaizhen said angrily, "What do you know? My father is in charge of Longdu, so naturally he cannot leave at will."

Mu Feng waved his hand and said, "I'm not in the mood to know that. Yaizhen Dragon Saint, be my mount!"

Dragon Saint Yazhen laughed angrily, "You want to eat shit when you step on a horse! Little bastard, you are almost like my mount!"

Mu Feng said, "Then let's make a bet. If you win, I will let you go. If you lose, you will be my mount for my use!"

Dragon Saint Yazhen said coldly, "What are you betting on?"

Mu Feng said, "Real man, it is of course a bet on strength and each other's military capabilities. You and I will fight ten games. After ten games, whether it is fighting alone or a military strategy confrontation, whoever defeats the other party more times will win."

, the loser, either I let you go, or you become my mount!"

Dragon Saint Yaizhen laughed loudly, "You are really confident. You don't think that my defeat to you this time is because we are not strong enough, right? That's because I fell into your ambush!"

Mu Feng said angrily, "Stop talking nonsense, do you dare? If you don't dare, I will train you directly."
Chapter completed!