Chapter 1818 Choice

The young Supreme, this is how they describe Feng Hao, a newly rising human race rookie. With the third level of the Holy Order, he defeated someone with ancient blood and a realm of The person in charge of the Mang Yan clan who is at the ninth level of the Holy Order. This ability is enough to make him stand proudly in the world!

Compared with the cheers from the human race, the camp of the Mangyan clan was lifeless, filled with an atmosphere of tension and sadness.

Looking at the comatose and dying leader, they all fell into silence.

Defeated!

This was something that no one expected. Five powerful men with ancient bloodlines and the ninth level of the pinnacle of the Holy Order were dispatched, but they still ended in a disastrous defeat. This made them all Unable to accept this fact. In front of them was darkness with no light in sight.

This may be an announcement that their Mangyan clan is about to be defeated, because there is no strong person in their race who can resist Feng Hao!

Except for the human camp, the heads of other races were all lost in thought.

Those who have not offended the human race are naturally very happy in their hearts, but those who have old grudges with the human race are extremely distressed, thinking about how to resolve this grudge.

Because the human race owns the Nuwa Stone, no matter how severe a blow it endures, it can still retain its roots. As long as Feng Hao does not die, sooner or later he will one day become the only powerful person in the world. At that time, he must be invincible and unstoppable!

At this point, the top leaders of almost all races present know these secrets. It can be said that most of the races that have grievances with the human race are because they peek at the Nuwa Stone of the human race, or they want to enslave the human race!

With such a purpose in mind, who can still pray for understanding from the human race?

Especially the faces of the higher-ups of the Wuling Tribe, as if they had eaten flies, extremely ugly.

If anyone in the world today has the deepest grudge against the human race, then it must be the Wuling Clan!

Over the years, I don’t know how many young geniuses of the human race have been harmed, and the suppression of the human race has never stopped.

If the human race really wanted to take revenge, they would definitely be the first to take action!

They know this, so they are depressed.

When the person in charge of the Wuling Clan turned his attention to the Mangyan Clan camp, he discovered that the originally powerful friendly forces were now in low morale, even worse than their own camp.

　“Alas...”

With a low sigh, the person in charge of the Wuling Tribe called a confidant beside him and whispered a few words in his ear. The latter left quietly and left directly without even passing by the Mangyan Clan. camp.

　……

“Who else in the Mangyan clan dares to fight me?!”

Feng Hao’s indifferent voice, It resounded throughout the entire space, without any emotion at all. It was so cold and frightening that it made people feel like they were trapped in a cold cave. Their hearts and minds were trembling, and they couldn't bear to contend with it.

Everyone knows that he is angry at this time. The things the leader of the Mangyan clan had done in order to force him out made him almost want to destroy the Mangyan clan at all costs!

Absolutely unforgivable!

The voice echoed for a long time, but no one dared to respond. The camp of the Mangyan clan fell into a lifeless silence. They did not even dare to look directly into Feng Hao's cold eyes, just like mortals, The same attitude toward superior gods.

That is inviolable!

Three times in a row, there was still no response from the Mangyan clan. The senior officials were all gritting their teeth and wanted to rush forward, but they were stopped by the young man with the body of a god from the Mangyan clan. Come down.

He knew very well that at this time, no one in his camp could still be Feng Hao's opponent. If he went up, it would only increase casualties and lead to death.

These are the elites of the Mangyan clan, and he cannot afford to lose them. If the two tribes went to war, there would be no available troops.

However, at this time, because of Feng Hao’s constant shouting in the ring, everyone in the Mangyan clan felt as if there was a mountain above their heads. It was difficult to breathe heavily and they could only Cast your hopeful gaze towards the body of the God Lord standing in the middle of the camp.

This feeling of being noticed made him want to dig a hole in the ground and get into it, feeling a little embarrassed to see others.

That’s right, he couldn’t rush into the ring desperately like Feng Hao, and then break through again and reverse the situation.

This is a fantasy, not to mention that he cannot break through, even if he can break through, then how can he, who is in the seventh-level and eighth-level realm of the holy level, have the strength to reverse the situation?

“Asshole!”

Looking at Feng Hao, who was showing off his power in the ring, his teeth were almost broken. It can be said that he hated him so much that he wanted to kill him. Feng Hao would not give up until his body was broken into thousands of pieces!

However, he didn’t want to die yet, so he could only endure this humiliation. He stood there and glanced at a figure on the high platform from the corner of his eye.

That’s from the Mangyan clanOne of the elders, and also the person in charge of the previous generation. He was so powerful that he had already reached the peak of the Holy Order thousands of years ago. After thousands of years of precipitation, although he has not yet taken the step That last half step was definitely at the extreme limit of the holy level.

Under his gaze, the elder standing on the high platform was struggling with his eyes flashing. After thinking for a long time, he decided something.

"Tower Master!"

The elder of the Mangyan clan called to the white-haired old man in front of him in a rather respectful tone.

"Have you thought it through?"

The white-haired old man seemed to have guessed what he wanted to do, and his starry eyes were full of wisdom. light.

“I have thought it through!”

Glancing at the pair of extremely expectant eyes in the distance, the veteran of the Mangyan clan nodded seriously.

“That’s good!”

The white-haired old man did not stop him, but declared loudly, “From this moment on, you are no longer my friend. The elder of the clan tower!"

"I obey, Lord of the tower."

He reached out and took out the jade pendant representing the elder figure, and put it aside respectfully. After being in the hands of a guard, he retreated.

No one was surprised by his announcement. If he didn't take action, the Mangyan clan might be defeated.

"I will fight!"

After getting off the high platform, he declared loudly. At the same time, everyone understood in their hearts that he had lost hundreds of tribes. The identity of the tower elder.

Everyone in the Baizu Tower must choose neutrality. You cannot lean towards any party, otherwise you will lose credibility.

This is the rule!

"Hmph!"

Feng Hao snorted, and after his eyes fell on him, he became slightly more solemn, and his aura was even more like that of a saint. the trend of.