I inherited a family fortune of 5000 years

Chapter 1170 Nine Big Brothers

This is a ball of blue light tens of kilometers in diameter. Within the covered area, terrifying energy washes away everything here countless times every second. Rocks, trees, everything is reduced to dust at this moment.

The eyes of the eight demon sages shone with shock. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that this was an attack that a warrior in the realm of true martial arts could make. to such an extent.

"If it were me, I would probably already be at the Monument to the Heroic Spirits of our Zun clan tomorrow."

"It's too scary. How could there be such a terrifying human being in this world? Is there any hope for our monster clan?"

"No wonder the patriarch of their Celestial Sky Beast brought him here personally, and even removed the demon saints from their clan."

"The old turtle won't be gone, will it?"

"I see enough Xuan, maybe it's really gone!"

The shock wave of energy lasted for 10 minutes before it subsided gradually. Zhang's hazy figure gradually appeared in the thick smoke. Apart from his being a little disheveled due to the aftermath of the explosion, he was completely fine.

As for the Namusen dragon tortoise
His body has retracted into his own turtle shell, and the rune marks on the turtle shell have become extremely gray, as if the energy contained in it has been completely exhausted. In addition, several huge cracks appeared.

If the power of this attack is so strong, even the turtle shell may be smashed to pieces!
Musen Dragon Turtle Beast's body shrunk slowly, and turned into the old man in the dark green robe again, but at this time, he had long since lost the radiance he had just now, his body was weak and embarrassed, and there was even blood on the corner of his mouth .

"The old turtle is injured!"

"If I remember correctly, in the all-out war between our wild bear beast and their dragon tortoise race hundreds of years ago, the three demon saints besieged him alone, and he didn't let him bleed, right?
"It is indeed the race with the strongest defense. Anyway, if it were me, I would definitely not be able to survive."

At this time, the eight demon saints didn't know whether they should praise Zhang Mengyu's strong attack power or exaggerate the defense talent of Musen Dragon Turtle Beast.

"I'm sorry, I've accepted it," Zhang Mengyu said, "I should win this bet, right?"

"Thank you little friend for showing mercy at the end." The old man bowed slightly towards Zhang Mengyu.

As the person who bears the brunt, he naturally knows the power of that shock wave best.

The runes on their dragon turtles are a natural gift. The plants growing on them are not ordinary plants. While they provide the environment for these plants to grow, these plants will also feed them a kind of energy, which is their energy. The driving energy of the ancient runes on the body.

Relying on this defensive talent, they can withstand attacks of a higher level than their own. As a high-level demon saint, his turtle shell can even block the attack of a peak demon saint!

However, Zhang Menglong's shock wave exhausted all the defensive energy in his body in less than a second, and in the end he could only rely on his body to resist. There is absolutely no escape from the fate of falling!

"I didn't want a few people to clash this time, and I didn't want to hurt their lives," Zhang Mengyu said.

It's not that he doesn't have this ability. If he kills this group of people, he will offend the Nine Great Monster Beasts. Although he is not afraid, it is always troublesome. Sometimes turning enemies into friends is better than killing them. They make more sense.

"I lost this bet," said the old man, "You go, I will explain this matter to the ethnic group, old ghosts, how about you?"

"We are also willing to bet and admit defeat!" The other eight demon saints also echoed, losing is losing, and they can afford to lose.

"By the way, who said you want to be brothers just now?" a demon saint said suddenly.

"Yes, boy, you can be regarded as having some skills, and being a brother to you doesn't mean lowering our status."

"Yeah, I Liman felt that you are not an ordinary person from the very beginning, I recognize you as a brother!"

"Okay!" Zhang Mengyu would not refuse to recognize a few monster saints as brothers after this trip. With people from the top ten noble clans as backers, wouldn't he walk sideways in the Monster Beast Dynasty from now on?
"Brothers, I am 41 years old, I should be the youngest, right?"

"My old cow is 5732 years old this year."

"I'm 7233 years old!"

"Ben Beauty"

"What are you looking at? Believe it or not, I will kill you?" Yingyue was still very sensitive to her age.

"I'm 127876 years old." Sure enough, the Musen Dragon Turtle is the oldest. Although it looks like an old man now, it may even be half of their lifespan.

"Okay, by the heavens, today I, Zhang Mengyu, have formed brothers with different surnames with eight big brothers and a young lady. We will share the blessings and difficulties!"

"Forget it, you can talk!" Yingyue burst into laughter when she heard Miss Sister being called this.

"Hazy, what are you going to do in the Divine Tree Domain?" Liman asked.

"I want to accompany my friend to the forbidden area of ​​the Qingtian clan."

Hearing these two words, the nine people looked at each other. In fact, not only the Qingtian Beast Clan has this altar, but each of their clans has it. In addition to the Ten Great Zun Clans, there are also some relatively large monster races. There are also.

But so far no one has come back alive.

Zhang Mengyu briefly talked about the situation, and the nine people couldn't help admiring Zhang Mengyu's behavior.

"Since you have made your decision, we will not stop you."

"You go in!"

"Will it be okay if you let me in?" Zhang Mengyu asked.

"Hahaha, you are only at the ninth level of true martial arts now, and you probably won't be able to tell how much you can consume."

"You don't know," Zhang Mengyu said, "The exercises I cultivate are extremely powerful, and the energy of each breakthrough is also terrifying."

"This" a few people want to take a look, think about it, after all, he can erupt such terrifying power with this little realm, these 20 energy dewdrops can help ordinary monsters break through to demon saints, but for For Zhang Menglong, it might not be too much.

These people are here to guard the field of the sacred tree, and they are all appointed by the highest levels of various races. This is not something that the nine of them can say. The ten-year period is coming soon, and there will be no energy dew from the sacred tree. But it's irrelevant.

"It's okay, although I will receive some punishment, but there won't be too many problems." The old man said.

Although they will be charged with ineffective guards at that time, but given their status in the ethnic group, they will only receive some blame.

Anyway, this energy dew will be harvested once every ten years, at most it is a waste of ten years. For the lifespan of their monsters, ten years is just a flick of a finger.

"No, since we are all brothers, then I definitely can't make you punished," Zhang Mengyu said.

"Hahaha, this family rule is set by our clan, how can it be so easy to change?" The nine brothers and sisters laughed.

"As long as you become the boss of the clan, can't you change it?" Zhang Mengyu said with a smile, "As long as you subdue your clan leader, I don't think anyone would dare to punish you."

A few people froze for a moment. Indeed, among monsters, strength is the king. Their patriarchs are the strongest in the group. It is not easy to defeat the patriarch?
Zhang Menglong rummaged through Goudan's database for a while, "I have some awesome martial arts and martial arts here, I think they are very suitable for you, do you want to know more about them? After practicing for a few months, you will definitely be promoted and raised as the patriarch. It's not a dream!"

(End of this chapter)