In a desolate Canyon, on the dark brown rock ground, five huge black Warcraft, pulling five prison cars, slowly moving forward.
In every prison car, hundreds of low-level demons are imprisoned. These low-level demons are all sheep horn black hair, from the appearance of the same demons; they are haggard, look withered, locked in the prison car by the iron chain, unable to break free from the shackles.
There are also more than a dozen high-level practitioners, riding on Hei she's back, waving a long whip from time to time, beating Hei she and ordering her to speed up. And all of them are yellow antlers, sharp ears, obviously from another demon family.
One of them sighed: "the surface is weak, dry and hot, which is far worse than the environment in the magic abyss! Only you, my brother and other children from other countries will be assigned to the hard work of escorting slave cars! "
But his companion didn't like it and said with a smile, "what about the children from other countries! At least it's a shangzu! It's better than the lower class. If you are born in the lower tribe, the lucky ones can live in remote places. If you are not lucky, you are like the Jero in a prison car. At any time, the whole clan may be sold as slaves! "
"That's true!" "I heard that I was a common lower clan for Yunnan people more than a thousand years ago. Thanks to a genius in the family, cultivation became a big figure, and led the family to join zhurong, so that our family had the status of upper race!"
"Thanks to the genius ancestor, we can ride on the black horse today, not in the prison car."
"Indeed! Every year, we have to pay homage to our ancestors first, and thank them for helping the whole family, so that our descendants can have a better living space! "
"What's more important is to inspire future generations!" Another elder of Yin Dian nationality also joined the discussion. He said with profound meaning: "in addition to thanking the ancestors for their protection, we hope that future generations can imitate their ancestors and practice hard, not only to cultivate themselves well, but also to protect their descendants! Do you think that if you become a shangzu, you will have no worries? If the strength is too weak, sooner or later, it will be exterminated and annexed by other upper clans, or even removed from the upper clans and reduced to the lower clans again! At that time, our descendants will blame our ancestors for being worthless, weak and incompetent, and for not keeping the family property! "
"No matter in or out of home, they are all people of the same race, sharing weal and woe! Although we are from other families, we should try our best to practice diligently for the prosperity of our own family. How can we pursue comfort! It's hard work to escort a slave car, but it's better than being imprisoned in a slave car one day! "
"What's more, once you become a lower race from the upper race, it will be more difficult to climb up again! Nowadays, the vast majority of cultivation resources are controlled by the major royal families. Our upper families, who are attached to the royal family, can get some leftovers from them. We have good cultivation conditions, which can make the excellent children of the family cultivate to a higher level. Once we become the lower family, we have very few cultivation resources, so we can only fight with Warcraft all day long and get some from the mouth of Warcraft Treasure, keep practicing
"Unless there are really one or two talents who are against heaven and can rely on a small amount of resources to cultivate to a very high level, otherwise, the stronger the strong race will be, the weaker the weak race will be, and thousands of races will coexist in one world. If you don't advance, you will retreat! How can you slack off
"Yes Other young Yindian people dare not complain any more.
Hei Yao continued to drive slowly in the canyon with the slave car. Suddenly, one of the Hei Yao stopped and roared up to the sky. The other Hei Yao also stopped one after another and made a similar roar.
"Beast, why don't you go!" Because a young man of Dian nationality whipped Hei she hard, but Hei she still didn't step forward, instead, she retreated, and the roar was full of fear.
"Be careful!" Yindian old man said: "Warcraft is sensitive, they may be aware of the danger!"
They were shocked and looked around. There was nothing strange around them. But they felt the shaking of the rest of the rock ground.
Because the old man of Dian nationality immediately jumped down from Hei, lying on the rock ground, listening.
A moment later, the old man stood up with a dignified look and said, "it's the sound of footsteps. There's a high-level Warcraft running here!"
People are suspicious, suddenly see, in front of the hillside, appeared a light green shadow, so far away, can see the body, it is a giant!
Because the old man of Dian nationality immediately took out a prism like magic weapon and looked at the green shadow through it.
"Red, green, gold, black! It turned out to be a level 13 green girl Exclaimed the old man.
"Qingyi!" They were so frightened that they immediately turned around and fled to the rear, regardless of the black dog and the slave car!
And that green is in a burst of roaring Pentium sound, soon rushed here.
Qinghe didn't attack the black ones, nor the slave car and the low-level demons, but stopped in front of the slave car.
"Could you tell me the location of tianlongyuan, but in this direction?" The language of the demons came from the place of Qingxi. Before he could escape, the demons of the Dian people turned around in surprise.
They just saw that on his huge body, there was a demon family standing. Although the body of the demon clan is more than ten feet high, it is easy to be ignored compared with the huge Qinghe, especially when it is far away."This guy is riding on a green horse!" Because the demons of the Dian people were shocked, they were riding in the black slave car, but the other side was riding on the green one, which was totally different from three levels!
It's Jiang Cen on the green hill. Jiang Cen saw that these low-level demons were imprisoned in the slave car, and no one answered his question, so he flicked to smash the chain that blocked the slave car, so that those demons could regain their freedom.
These low-level demons were dead and hopeless. When they saw the master's hand, they immediately knelt down as if they had been rescued!
"Tianlongyuan, but which direction?" Jiang Cen asked again.
An old man with ragged clothes and scarred face nodded: "exactly, exactly! Walk another three hundred miles and you'll be there! "
"Thank you for your directions!" Jiang Cen said with a smile: "the magic moon has changed in recent rounds, but it's not easy to identify the location!"
When Jiang Cen left Luoyun grottoes, he had already asked the location of tianlongyuan. However, he had been training in the devil's cave, and he was not familiar with the celestial position of the devil's world. In addition, the location of the devil's moon was changeable. After several hundred miles, he was not sure whether he had gone in the wrong direction.
Jiang Cen used his divine sense to find out that there were a lot of demons here, and then he came here to confirm the location by riding Qinghe.
The old man of the Yindian nationality, who had fled, saw the master of Qingxi talking to the slaves in the slave car from a distance and said, "I'll go back! If the self-cultivation of those who have been here is really bad for us, they will come to chase us long ago, and we can't escape! "
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