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Chapter 4 Demon General

"Megatron!"

The elders of Black Mountain all had a hint of doubt flashed on their wrinkled old faces. But as the elder in charge of the three thousand tribes, his more than a hundred years of experience still quickly suppressed his doubts.

No matter where this Megatron came from or whether it was a warrior or not, it was not something that their Black Mountain tribe could provoke. The three Black Arrows were warriors in the tribe, but they were yelled to death by Gao Huan. The Black Mountain Elder had never heard of such divine power...

More importantly, behind Gao Huan's majestic and gorgeous armor, his eyes were as deep as an abyss. When he looked at them, he looked like a god looking down at an ant, condescendingly and indifferent. The elder of Heishan felt infinite awe in his heart, and he didn't dare to look at it anymore. He hurriedly lowered his eyes and saluted again. "Master Wei Tian, ​​welcome you to the Heishan Tribe..."

The name "Megatron" is the memory of Gao Huan's past life. This guy who is determined to become the overlord of the universe has a will and is indomitable. This is the basis for success.

Wei Zhentian regarded himself as unique, treating people as ants, and only seeking purpose in doing things, and being decisive and ruthless. Gao Huan's arrival in the demon world was quite similar to the situation when Wei Zhentian broke into the earth.

Gao Huan was also reminding himself that he is an alien in the demon world. Although he is powerful, he may not be able to sweep the demon world. And the big things he wants to do will not be what the demon race likes to see.

Finally, the name of Megatron is very majestic and conforms to the habit of the demon clan's name. It's just that this cold joke is only Feixue can understand within the nine heavens and six paths. When he became famous, he also increased his chances of finding Feixue.

These thoughts flashed through my heart, Gao Huan nodded and said politely: "I'll disturb you for a while, please take care of the elders."

"Don't dare, don't be polite if you have any needs..."

The elder of Heishan was relieved when he heard Gao Huan's politeness. The elder of Heishan was afraid that Gao Huan would take his anger out of them because of the black arrows.

After complimenting Gao Huan for a few more words, the Elder of Heishan blew the bone whistle and called more than a dozen tribe members who were following behind. He arranged a few people to handle the funeral. The Elder of Heishan personally led Gao Huan back to the Heishan tribe.

He threw away the slow Thick Tu barbarian calf. He arrived at the Black Mountain Tribe before dark.

The Black Mountain Tribe is surrounded by mountains, and at the entrance is a narrow gap, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack. The valley is very spacious, and the houses are built according to the mountain, layer by layer. The houses built with black rocks also make the original simple, but very sturdy.

As the most honorable guest, Gao Huan was placed in the center of the valley.

The temperature difference between day and night in the demon world is very large, and there is no fire in the house to keep warm. [w.w.cm

|I&|】 Also faces all kinds of monsters. The most central house is both safe and relatively comfortable.

Although it is the best house, there is only a stone bed, wooden tables and stools, and simple coarse pottery. The only luxurious thing is the monster skin covered on the stone bed. The whole monster skin is bright red and the fur is clean and soft. When you touch it with your hands, it is even a little warm.

I don’t know what kind of monster it is, but the fur after death can spontaneously gather vitality and emit heat. On the cold night, there is such a fur covering the body. It is a great enjoyment for the demon clan.

Staying alone in the room, let Gao Huan lie on the bed relaxed and rest. Gao Huan kept looking for the white lotus day and night, and his mind was always at its clearest state, not missing a trace of suspiciousness. These days, Gao Huan has also become a little tired.

Once you close your eyes, you will enter a deep state of concentration and ignore the outside world.

While Gao Huan was resting, all the elders of the tribe and more than ten strong men gathered in the room of the Black Mountain Elder. They were discussing together.

"The armor on that man is so gorgeous. I have never seen it in my life. Tsk tsk..." Elder Hei Shui praised and envied, with the old eyes full of greed light.

Elder Black Wood echoed, "Yes, I'm willing to exchange for that armor with all my wealth."

Black Armor said sternly: "If you have this armor, you will be more confident in fighting for the demon generals this year!"

Many demon races couldn't help but talk about it, and they were both envious and jealous of Gao Huan's armor. For a moment, the room suddenly became lively.

Hei Tie snorted coldly. "He must be a demon general. Don't think about his armor."

After hearing what Black Iron has done, many demon races suddenly became quiet. Thousands of years ago, a peerless powerful man named Long Chi conquered most of the demon world, established the Biyang Empire, and became the first demon emperor.

Over the past few thousand years, the Biyang Empire has gradually declined, but it is still the nominal demon emperor of all demon races. Every thirty years, the demon emperor will select ten strongest people and be named demon generals.

For the demon race, demon generals have the highest honor and the goal of all brave men to fight for their whole life. If they are named demon generals, they will join the top ten demon kings.

The top ten demon kings are also the strongest ten forces in the demon world. Each demon king has at least one million demon races. The powerful strength of the demon king is above the demon king.

But for thousands of years, the Demon King has been known as the recognized lord of all demon races. Although the demon kings have strong strength, they restrict each other and no one dares to establish themselves as the Demon King. Even so, wars often occur between the top ten demon kings.

The Heishan tribe is nominally under the jurisdiction of the Great Demon King Xiong Zheng. However, the Heishan tribe is too remote and has no property, so the demon king is too lazy to pay attention to it. However, when fighting, he will come to the Heishan tribe to recruit soldiers as usual.

Being able to reach this point alone, the armor is so gorgeous and the cultivation is so strong, it can only be the identity of a demon general. The elders of the Black Mountain Tribe think that there are many people and are not afraid of Gao Huan alone. However, they are extremely awe of the top ten demon kings and dare not have any other thoughts.

The Black Mountain Elder held the black iron crutch and pondered: "This one may not be a demon general... I have been to the Bear King City twice. There are only seven demon generals of the Demon King. Although I have never seen them, I know their names. Other demon generals under the Demon King have also heard of some, but I have never heard of the name Wei Shi Tian."

Many demon races felt aroused in their hearts when they heard it. Someone said at the moment: "If you are not a demon general, then let's have sex with him..."

This year is the year of fighting for demon generals again. If there is that pair of armor, the tribe will really have hope to participate in the competition for demon generals. The demon generals are not only honored, but also have generous benefits. The tribes are desperately trying to compete for demon generals. Although Gao Huan is strong, they can't help but want to try it.

"Dangdang..." The Black Mountain Elder's crutch hit the rock slabs on the ground, and the harsh sound made everyone stop. The Black Mountain Elder looked around and finally fell on Heihuo who was about to "work for a family", and said coldly: "Heihuo, why are you always so reckless? That person can kill seven Thick Earth Barbarian Bulls with one hand and kill three Black Arrows with a shout. Do you know how powerful he is?"

Heihuo shook his big head and said with some dissatisfaction: "We have thousands of elite soldiers. No matter how powerful that guy is, he will always kill him!"

The Black Mountain elder snorted disdainfully, "Will he not run away? Besides, I think he is at least a level seven strong man. We have a good relationship with you and don't have to be enemies with him."

An elder said unconvincedly: "He killed three Black Arrows, can he just let it go?"

The old man in Heishan sank, staring at the man fiercely and said, "What do you want? If you are not afraid of death, just go to the duel with him, but don't implicate the tribe."

The man immediately lost his voice. No one in the tribe could kill the Houtu Manniu with one move. He was so yelling that he couldn't help but beat the Houtu Manniu.

Elder Black Mountain is a great elder of the tribe. He opposed it so firmly that although other demons were jealous of Gao Huan's armor, they did not dare to go against his wishes.

In the room in the distance, Gao Huan turned over and showed a smile on his face. When many demon clans mentioned his name, they were so malicious, they woke Gao Huan up from the meditation. Although the distance was far, it was not a problem for Gao Huan. He could hear all the demon clans clearly.

Today I deliberately released my momentum just to intimidate these demon clans. The elder of Black Mountain finally knew the depth.

Gao Huan is not afraid of fighting, but he doesn't like trouble. Killing this group of demons will not solve any problem. Making them respectful and fearful is the easiest way to save effort.

However, what happened to the "demon general" they mentioned? These distracting thoughts flashed through their minds, and Gao Huan entered a state of entering into a state of meditation.

When Gao Huan woke up from the meditation, it was noon on the third day.

It was drizzling outside, and the rain dripping down the roof, and the dripping sounds made the space particularly quiet.

Gao Huan leaned against the head of the bed and listened quietly to the sound of water droplets. This made Gao Huan find a trace of the human world. He came to the demon world without any preparation. Although Gao Huan was not afraid, he was inevitably lonely. The desolate and barren demon world deepened the loneliness in his heart.

The door was gently pushed open, and Heiyan popped in. Seeing Gao Huan open her eyes, Heiyan happily entered the room. "Sir, you are awake..."

Hei Yan is still the same as a normal woman in terms of appearance, and there is a hint of charm in her happy smile. Although Hei Yan is a couple with Hei Shi, the relationship between men and women between the tribes is casual. When he meets a strong man like Gao Huan, Hei Yan wants to sacrifice himself immediately.

The power of the demon clan comes from bloodline, and the conditions for women to choose men are to be strong. Only the strong are qualified to leave offspring. If they can leave offspring with powerful people like Gao Huan, it will be of great significance to Heiyan and the tribe.

Unfortunately, Gao Huan looked at her with a very indifferent look, without any emotional fluctuations. Hei Yan restrained her smile and bowed respectfully, "Sir, the elder, please come over,"

Before he finished speaking, the Black Mountain Elder had already pushed the door in and said with a smile: "I dare not bother sir..."

Gao Huan sat upright on the bed, nodded slightly and said, "What's wrong with Elder Heishan looking for me?"

"It's just about those tycoons who have thick soil. I have to discuss with the adults how to deal with it." Heishan said respectfully.

Although Gao Huan didn't care about these things, he couldn't express them too casually. According to convention, he distributed one percent to Heiyan and Heishi, and 80% of the others were converted into precious sand gold from the tribe.

"I want to learn some knowledge of divine patterns, is that okay?" Gao Huan gently transferred the sand gold he had just obtained, "It's better to be tuition."

"Ah!" Hei Yan whispered, staring at the bag of sand gold and couldn't turn it away.


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