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There was a growl in his low voice, obviously with a considerable degree of anger.

Kames is the top expert among the aliens, and the strength of the top-rank evil spirit is definitely not something that only the top-rank wounded spirit can kill in front of him.

Saying that, the figure stepped forward.

But as soon as he stepped into the tent, the two skeletons standing behind Ding Xiaoyi started to move.

The body wrapped in metal armor lay horizontally in front of this foreign man, his pupils were dancing with phosphorus fire.

Although there was no sound, the strong sense of oppression still made people feel suffocated.

Wang Jialiang glanced at Ding Xiaoyi, and found that Ding Xiaoyi didn't care about these aliens at all, so he immediately understood and shouted: "I killed him, and I chopped off his head and stripped his clothes. Throw his body into the stinking ditch!"

This burst of provocation made the aliens outside the tent even more annoyed, each of them wished to tear Wang Jialiang's body to pieces.

Barus, who was walking in front, let out a somewhat muffled growl from his throat, frantically suppressing his anger. If he was in other places, he believed that the surrounding trees and rocks would become the targets of his anger.

But in front of this tent, Barus didn't dare to be presumptuous. He knew very well who the subordinates of these two skeleton warriors were, and they were the real strong men.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a god among mortals.

In front of the disaster spirit, everything is not worth mentioning.

The only way for Barus to vent was to squeeze his fists tighter.

"I killed it!"

At this time, Ding Xiaoyi, who hadn't spoken for a long time, opened his eyes and took the initiative to take over the hatred from Wang Jialiang.

He rested his pillow on the thigh of the foreign maid, and glanced at Barus's face with provocative eyes.

"If you don't accept it, I'll give you a chance to take revenge. I'm lying here right now. Come if you want!"

As he said that, he deliberately touched the thigh of the maid of the foreign race. His obscene and arrogant expression made people want to tear him to pieces.

After finishing speaking, Ding Xiaoyi's expression turned cold when he saw that Barus didn't move: "If you don't have anything to do, get out quickly, don't be an eyesore here!"

Barus stared, and his eyes were filled with thick bloodshot eyes.

Forcibly restraining the anger in his chest.

But despite the "crackling" sound of his fists, he finally turned around with a dark face and led the people out.

The moment he walked out of the tent, he could faintly hear Ding Xiaoyi's disdainful curse: "You bastard, bah!"

heard here.

A cruel light shone in Barus' eyes, and the anger imprinted on his chest completely burst out.

Turning around, he pushed down the several foreign fighters who were in the way in front of him, and walked to the entrance of the tent angrily.

"I! Baruslulu, I swear by the heroic spirit of my ancestors, I will fight to the death with you, and I will never die!"

After hearing what Barus said, everyone's expressions became serious for a moment. This is a sacred duel, which is about the glory of a warrior.

If he refuses, he will be looked down upon by all the aliens and will continue to cast aside him.

"You, dare to fight!"

Barus pointed at Ding Xiaoyi angrily, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ding Xiaoyi just squeezed a grape, put it in his mouth, and cast a glance at Barus.

"Don't dare!"

After speaking, he spit out the grape seeds casually.

Everyone was stunned and looked at Ding Xiaoyi. They had never seen such a brazen person.

He even said he was so confident that he didn't dare to fight.

Completely forgot just now, who was provoking.

"cowardly!"

Barus spat coldly, turned around and left.

"Let's go, cut, boring!"

Ding Xiaoyi continued to mock, but it was a pity that Barus left very simply this time, resolutely refusing to stay here, not even for a second longer.

"pity!"

Ding Xiaoyi looked at Barus' back and couldn't help shaking his head secretly.

I underestimated this alien warrior. It seems that their brains are not so obvious, and they are full of muscles.

Just then.

Outside the tent, Sardar came in and cast a glance at Ding Xiaoyi: "I thought you would fight!"

It turned out that the old guy had come back a long time ago, and he was hiding outside and watching.

"Challenge? Am I crazy? He is a mid-level evil spirit, I can't beat him!"

Ding Xiaoyi's head is like a rattle.

His words were not entirely lying, at least in terms of spiritual energy reserves, he was not much different from that alien warrior.

At least if you don't look at the quality, it does.

But Sardar obviously didn't believe this sentence, and pointed to his face: "Do you think I will believe your nonsense?"

It was because I underestimated this kid last time that I seriously injured my ghost ship.

Of course, he didn't trust Ding Xiaoyi very much this time.

"You'd better be obedient, otherwise, I will make you into a puppet, take your soul out and torture you day and night, you know, I am very good at this!" Sardar said in an emotionless voice road.

Ding Xiaoyi's heart sank, and he stared at Sardar without any hesitation: "I advise you not to do this, otherwise someone will take an ax and tear your ghost ship into pieces!"

The two looked at each other, facing Ding Xiaoyi's serious eyes, Sardar actually felt touched in his heart, but he immediately felt annoyed.

I am the spokesperson of the god of death in the sea, and the ruler of the kingdom of the dead.

He was actually frightened by a small human being.

His complexion became even worse, and he snorted coldly: "Come with me, let me see if you really have some real talents!"

Chapter 293: Magic and Alchemy

Throwing the grapes on the plate into his mouth casually, Ding Xiaoyi stood up and followed Sardar out.

Seeing this, Wang Jialiang wanted to follow.

"You stay!"

Sardar paused, and a skeleton immediately stood in front of Wang Jialiang.

Ding Xiaoyi frowned slightly, knowing that Sardar wanted to take Wang Jialiang as a hostage, so he waved his hand, signaling that Wang Jialiang would be safe when he came.

Outside the camp, the passing aliens showed awe on their faces when they saw Sardar.

For them, the Sardar in front of them is not just a disaster-level powerhouse.

He is the spokesperson of the god of death and the guide to the kingdom of the dead.

In addition to reverence, there is more fear of death.

"By the way, how did you get entangled with these aliens? What can they give you?"

Ding Xiaoyi put his hands on his head and followed Sardar in a casual manner.

Sardar did not respond, but continued to move forward. After the two walked out of the camp, Sardar said: "I need a special enchanting experiment, you can help me!"

There is no room for negotiation in these words, or in other words, it is Sardar's order to him.

However, his words aroused Ding Xiaoyi's interest: "What kind of magic?"

"just in front!"

I saw Sardar pointing his finger forward, and there was an open space prepared early in front of him, which was already filled with exquisite utensils.

All kinds of spiritual energy materials were neatly placed on the table.

What surprised me was that the elders of various ethnic groups who were in the tent before were also there, and Kayina was among them. In addition, there was a young man who claimed to be a Yi, waiting not far away.

I have to say, this guy is really handsome.

The straight bridge of the nose, the deep eyes, glowing with a light red light.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, but even though he is dressed casually, he still flaunts his innate nobility and elegance.

Standing there seemed to make the elders of other races behind him look very rude, as if they were incompatible with his identity.

"Mid-grade Evil Spirit!"

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes flickered with aura, and he looked at the other party without the slightest concealment.

If I want to assassinate him now

Leaving aside the factor of Sardar behind him, Ding Xiaoyi estimated that he had at least a [-]% chance of winning.

This is already an astonishing chance of winning. After all, all the foreign fighters behind this young man are staring at him.

Among them was Barus who had just left.

His eyes were as wide as copper bells, wishing to cramp himself.

"He's called Gath Matthews, and he's a Yi. If I were you, it's best not to offend them easily!"

There was a thick warning in Sardar's voice.

Ding Xiaoyi's heart shook violently, and he raised his head to note on Sardar's cheek: "I'm really surprised that these words came out of your mouth!"

Sardar with title halos such as disaster spirit-level powerhouse, master of the dead, ghost captain, etc.

How could he be so polite to someone just because of his identity? ?

I have also read some information about the Yi people from the diary. According to the diary, this group surpasses almost everyone in the application of spiritual power.

In the minds of all the aliens, the Yi people are equal to their own family, and the method for aliens to control spiritual creatures is passed down from the hands of the Yi people.

His status is lofty, and he is the ruler in the hearts of all aliens.

But if it's just that, it would be too exaggerated to make a strong man like Sardar afraid.

It seemed that Ding Xiaoyi was perplexed and shocked.

Sardar gradually slowed down his pace: "You don't know, there is an independent continent on the easternmost side of the ocean, which is the country of the Yi people. They have a lot of mysterious power, and they can even predict it through sacrifices. In the future, even there, disaster spirits are not the strongest!"

When it came to the end, Sardar also had to let out a long sigh.

After he broke through to the Calamity Spirit in his early years, he thought that no one could be his opponent since he would run amok in the world.

Until he appeared in the waters of the Yi people, he was surprised to find that the strength of these Yi people shocked him.

When he was invited to enter a city, the powerful Yi people who accompanied him were all disaster spirits like himself.

There he acquired a great deal of knowledge concerning the use of psionic powers.

Many of the questions I raised were also told to me by the other party without reservation.

This made Sardar understand that the other party was not generous and selfless, but just didn't care about his own problems.

What kind of self-confidence is it that dares to have such arrogance.

So when seeing Ghaith, even though Ghaith's strength is not strong, Sardar is still willing to sit on an equal footing with the opponent.

After all, what Sardar is afraid of is not the weak Ghaith in front of him, but the terrifying group behind Ghaith.

Although it has been mentioned in the diary, this group has long surpassed everyone in the use of psionic power.

But when I heard the news from Sardar, I still felt a strong sense of shock in my heart.

Isn't this a true portrayal of the famous saying in history books that a weak country has no diplomacy?

Just because of the ethnic group behind him, a strong man like Sardar is afraid, and even willing to sit on an equal footing. Compared with the alliance and the trade union, the disparity is so big that people have to sigh.

But soon, Ding Xiaoyi recovered from the shock, glanced at Gais in front of him, frowned and said: "But why do you think he must be from the Yi nationality? As far as I know, the number of Yi people is probably not high." That's a lot!"

The Yi people were mentioned early in the diary.

But according to the diary, Er Lengzi said that this ethnic group is powerful, but it is also speeding up to extinction.

They progressed so fast that the body's genes could not be fully stabilized in a short period of time.

As a result, most of the children who were born showed atavism.