History’s Strongest Shopkeeper - Chapter 1195

[1195. Chapter 1183 He must have done it on purpose (first update!)]

The people who besieged Zhou Yang and Shi Hao, except for a few ethnic groups of the Yu tribe who were human races, the others were all kinds of relics of the ancient times. Therefore, the remaining people in front of the Baiduan Mountains were all the remnants of the ancient times who were so scared that they lost the ability to move. species, and the rest are all humans.

At this time, they heard Shi Hao’s slightly excited inquiry, and their bodies trembled subconsciously. Isn’t the food in the sky not enough for you?

The Baiduan Mountains are a rare opportunity in the entire wilderness. Almost all the forces send their most outstanding disciples to the Baiduan Mountains.

There are countless children of princes and tens of thousands of relics from the ancient times, and there are many pure-blooded creatures among them. It can be imagined that the number of older generations who escorted so many geniuses into the Baiduan Mountains is absolutely staggering.

Although they didn’t count them in detail, the rain of wings and thighs that formed all over the sky must add up to tens of thousands.

Now the young man who is stronger than the pure-blooded ferocious beast is not satisfied yet and wants to wait for the stronger ones from the prehistoric race to come and take revenge.

Whether it was the genius who was paralyzed by fear or the leaders of the major forces in the human race, they did not doubt the authenticity of Shi Hao’s words.

The small golden bowl was as bright as the sun, and the silver light blade that filled the sky was like a heavenly sword harvesting the cultivated food. The remnants of the older generation had no ability to resist at all under the attack of the silver light blade. .

The older generation who sent young geniuses to the Baiduan Mountains for trials included not only elders from various races, but also some kings. Such many strong men were enough to attack an ancient country.

However, under the power of the golden bowl, some special parts of the body, whether it was an ordinary servant or a king from the prehistoric race, seemed to fall off automatically and flew into the golden bowl.

The power of the golden little bowl was indeed frightening, but the young man who controlled the golden bowl was even more frightening.

Is it His Holiness? Is it a god? Or a higher realm.

Some powerful human beings who had seen the Venerable take action shook their heads. The Venerable in their tribe did not have such power.

Those venerables may be able to crush a prince-level powerhouse, but they cannot crush thousands of prince-level powerhouses.

“Is there a god in front of me?”

Everyone couldn’t help but tremble in their hearts. The Venerable is an invincible existence in the wilderness. If the person in front of them is a god, then who can compete with him in the wilderness?

As for higher realms, they no longer dare to think about it.

A god is enough to make any force in the wilderness tremble, not to mention the golden bowl-like magic weapon. Its power is even more frightening, and it is terrifying from the depths of the soul.

Especially those remnants of birds and beasts, the golden bowl left a nightmare-like shadow in their hearts.

The small golden bowl is like the tableware used by the gods to eat. They are the food for the gods. They will never forget the feeling of a special part of their body suddenly falling off.

Although their wings and legs can still be grown using energy, the fear brought to them by the golden bowl can no longer be eliminated.

That kind of weakness and fear of becoming a meal is deeply imprinted in the depths of their souls, and may continue to be passed down and imprinted in their blood.

“Ling’er, do you know that young man?”

In the sky, a huge palace was suspended, bright and majestic. Huo Ling’er was in the palace, staring blankly at Zhou Yang and Shi Hao, and her ears rang. There was a gentle divine voice.

Huo Ling’er nodded subconsciously. She never thought that that naughty kid was so powerful. Zhou Yang who was with him was even more terrifying.

Harvesting the remnants of ancient times is just like harvesting straw in the fields, natural and… beautiful.

She, the nine-headed lions and others were separated from Zhou Yang and Shi Hao at the exit.

Shi Hao cut up all the relics of the prehistoric times that were hostile to him in the entire Baiduan Mountains. Even some rampant and violent relics of the prehistoric times were put into his huge black universe bag by Shi Hao.

“It seems that the wilderness is going to be in chaos.”

The Fire King said leisurely, with a slight sigh in his voice.

Although he came here only as a ray of incarnation, he could still feel that Zhou Yang’s strength far exceeded that of the Venerable. Perhaps only the strongest among the gods could have such transcendent strength.

Every move of a god walking in the wilderness will bring about earth-shaking changes to the entire wilderness, and many peak ethnic groups and ancient countries may be destroyed as a result.

“How do you…know their identities?”

A glowing old man stood tremblingly on the spot. If the nine lions hadn’t pulled him, he would have been pulled along by a friend. Besieged Zhou Yang and Shi Hao.

The people who besieged Zhou Yang and Shi Hao were not all dismembered by Shi Hao because of the genius of their tribe, but because they knew that Zhou Yang and Shi Hao had packed up the entire Baiduan Mountains.

These powerful men of the older generation are also coveting the huge opportunities in the Baiduan Mountains, but due to the rules of the small world, they cannot enter.

Now, a young man and a boy who looked to be about twenty years old had looted all the treasures in the Baiduan Mountains. How could they not be moved?

The Baiduan Mountains is the place where saints and sages fell, because there are magical weapons of ancient saints and treasures of pure-blooded creatures, which are enough to make any prince crazy.

“I…”

The nine-headed lion hesitated, unable to speak.

He wanted to accept Shi Hao as his servant, but in the end, Shi Hao caught him with a slap. The difference in strength was too big, and the nine-headed lion agreed to be Shi Hao’s younger brother.

He would never admit that Shi Hao used him as a mount.

“Okay, okay…”

The old man of the nine-headed lion clan said in surprise.

He saw complicated expressions in the eyes of the nine lions. It was obvious that the nine lions had also been suppressed by Shi Hao, and now they came out intact.

Maybe the nine-headed lions were taken as mounts by those two terrifying demon kings, so what does it matter.

The Great Wilderness is a world where the weak eat the strong. The nine-headed lion clan has its own arrogance. If ordinary people want to accept members of their clan, they will definitely be bloodbathed.

However, if a powerful god really wants to accept them as mounts, they will not refuse.

Their ancestors were once the mounts of ancient saints, who were powerful in the heavens. In front of the truly strong, there is no arrogance at all, only strength and weakness.

Moreover, judging from the expressions of the nine-headed lions, it is not as simple as taking them as mounts. Otherwise, the two big devils would definitely come out riding the nine-headed lions.

This old man from the Nine-Headed Lion Clan would not be arrogant enough to think that the two great demon kings were afraid of the strong men of the Nine-Headed Lion Clan, so they showed mercy to the Nine-Headed Lion.

Among the many remnants of the prehistoric times that had just been harvested by the golden little bowl, many forces were much stronger than the Nine-Headed Lion Clan, and among those forces, there were venerables who were in charge.

“Let’s go.”

Zhou Yang shook his head and rejected Shi Hao’s proposal.

If a few true immortals could come to take revenge on them, Zhou Yang wouldn’t mind waiting. In the current situation, at most a few princes and nobles would peek around, and few would dare to take action.

The True Immortal of the Perfect World is at the eighth level in the Ten Thousand Realms Tower, while the noble prince is only at the fourth or fifth level in the Ten Thousand Realms Tower. He, a strong man at the ninth level, is here to ambush the relics of the fourth and fifth levels. A complete waste of time.

“Little fat man, little brother, we will go to Kunpeng’s nest in Beihai later to inherit Kunpeng’s legacy. There are ten evil treasures there. Will you go together?”

Shi Hao’s big black gem-like eyes suddenly shined brightly, and he shouted loudly road.

Zhou Yang, “······”.

Huo Ling’er, Nine-Headed Lion and others, “…”

He must have done it on purpose!