What's going on?

After waiting for a moment, another questioning voice came out.

Several winged human guards who were extremely angry retreated one after another, and their eyes showed respectful expressions.

In front, a cloaked hell creature appeared. It only looked similar to Ye Lingtian, but it was taller.

"Commander Jing, this kid pretends to be the dragon clan!"

The winged men guarded and spoke at the cape commander later.

"What can I pretend to be a dragon clan? Now my king is using people, regardless of his background, you are troublesome."

Commander Jing's tone was faint, but in fact he scolded him.

After he spoke out, the guards of the Wing Clan did not dare to refute at all.

"You are the Dragon Clan?"

Ye Lingtian nodded.

"No problem, come with me now."

After Ye Lingtian nodded, Commander Jing would not be full of doubts like those guards of winged men. He immediately turned around and wanted to take Ye Lingtian into the cliff city.

This was as he wished, and there was no need to object.

After walking through the cliff, Commander Jing was moving without any hesitation.

Then he brought Ye Lingtian to a huge building.

It was a palace surrounded by countless wall nests.

If it is necessary to describe the structure of the dome of the palace colonnade, this is somewhat similar to the Roman architecture that Ye Lingtian saw in Europe.

But this thing looks much more common.

Wherever I saw, there were already many hell creatures in the palace, wearing cloaks like him.

Those breaths are extremely disordered, and are inherited from the hell path, among the heretics, and various kinds of bloodlines.

Ye Lingtian could basically understand what was going on.

Heretic creatures and hell creatures have blood and real bodies.

In principle, it is similar to humans and demons.

It is different from Netherworld, Heavenly Man, and Demonic Way.

But compared with humans and demons, hell creatures have no specific inheritance and are all born inexplicably.

For example, the Winged Humans have lived for a long time, but no one knows what their ancestors are.

They are all weird inheritances.

In addition to the alien race, fire controlers, evil gods, etc., there are many bloodline races that have emerged from thin air from ancient times to the present.

Because these tribes appeared late, their blood was extremely weak and even only.

In the path of hell, he is called the Lonely.

The lonely person is a despised and suppressed existence in the hell path.

If this continues, heretics will accept it in order to weaken the power of the hell.

Among the heretics, there are naturally many lonely people, and this is obviously the base camp of lonely people.

Wearing a cloak is to hide your humble identity. Of course, a humble identity may not be a lonely person.

However, the lonely must have a humble identity.

There are so many cloaks here, there is no need to doubt it.

"You go in first, and there will be arrangements later."

When Commander Jing took Ye Lingtian out of the palace, he didn't say much and wanted to leave again.

Ye Lingtian didn't want him to follow him and step into the palace.

Commander Jing left.

After stepping into the palace, Ye Lingtian found a place casually and sat down before talking.

At the same time, holding your breath. To be honest, these lonely people have all kinds of breaths, and the smell is very bad.

“Is this where you sit?”

Ye Lingtian had just sat down when a cold shouting sound came from beside him.

When he opened his eyes, he saw only at least one hundred lonely people around him, glaring at him.

In the huge hall, there are at least hundreds of thousands of lonely people, and no one will pay attention to any movement of more than one hundred people.

However, this is obviously a group.

"Then what?"

Ye Lingtian remained silent.

"Then? If you want to sit here, you must be filial, or get out."

Later, a guy with a tall cow and a big horse, still wearing a cloak rushed towards Ye Lingtian.

He was obviously the leader of this team. When he came over, there were more than a dozen lonely people following him, and more of them showed off their power.

"I don't want to come here if I invite me in such a place. I really don't want to leave now. I don't know that there are good things about filial piety."

Ye Lingtian smiled and said.

"Caughter, respect your mother!"

The tall guy, who had not taken action yet, had another lonely man next to him raised his fist and rushed towards Ye Lingtian.

It seemed like a punch, but when it stretched out from the sleeve, it was a tentacle covered with saliva.

boom!

Ye Lingtian sat still, and when he got closer, his palm knife had already been put down.

The tentacles rolled to the ground, and screams came out.

The tentacles were beating constantly on the ground, which seemed disgusting.

court death!

In an instant, a lonely person exploded next to him.

This time, a big axe was stretched out from the cloak.

Ye Lingtian still did not move, and came first and punched him out.

The second lonely man died so hard that he could not die again.

"Old cow!"

The leader of the Lonely was shocked and retreated repeatedly, not daring to move.

The entire hall was extremely noisy and this was happening all the time.

In this small team of more than 100 people, there are life and death, and no one cares about it.

Ye Lingtian took back his hand, but still did not move, just wiped it.

Martial arts are the most respected, and all domains are the same.

The lonely people are not welcome because they are too weak in combat.

Not to mention, the moment is the corner.

The guys here are basically full of blood and courage. Even if they are extremely powerful, they are also the tactics of cold weapons.

It's simply funny.

"Brother...you are our eldest brother!"

The tall lonely man who took the lead screamed and knelt down directly.

He actually didn't care much about the tentacle loneliness before, but the second guy who died directly was obviously the main force among the more than 100 lonelinesses.

Ye Lingtian smashed and killed with one punch, and they had to be afraid.

Meet the elder brother!

More than a hundred guys all knelt down.

After kneeling down, he kowtowed and the ground echoed.

There was a slight movement, and it seemed that it attracted the sight from another direction.

After countless lonely people glanced at them, they looked at them.

No one cares what happened on this edge.

"Come here, I'll ask you something."
To be continued...