"Who are you……?"

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the place where Shan Yin fell to the ground was where the wing molten head exploded. Pinshu.com This was equivalent to Shan Yin falling down on the spot, which was a completely contrary to mechanics action. It also showed how delicate the pioneer of the wing tribe in front of him controlled the power. Shan Yin couldn't help but feel a little afraid of it.

The six elders of the Wing Clan and the savior of the saint of the Wing Clan, the pioneer of the Wing Clan is Ye Qinghan. He does not hide his power at this moment. A complete secret rule appears on the surface like a talisman, and the great power of the Dharma Realm is also erupting, allowing everyone to see him as a god or a saint!

Ye Qinghan has never been a rude person, nor did he think of being the Holy Mother. Shan Yin is an existence that is about to enter the pioneer of mystery, and will not be seen by Ye Qinghan in doing good or doing evil. Only living things of the same level can be treated differently. But Shan Yin's blasphemy of the body made Ye Qinghan unacceptable, not to mention that this Yi Rong died to save the daughter, which is considered to be a death.

"You are not qualified to ask me yet." Ye Qinghan said lightly.

"Impossible...Impossible...How can a lower race like the Wing Clan have a pioneer? This is absolutely impossible..." Shan Yin thought of a possibility, "Unless there is a god that has completed your soul!"

"But how could a god be willing to do such a troublesome thing as completing the soul?"

Seeing that Ye Qinghan didn't speak, it seemed to have made a promise. Shan Yin's head exploded and could not think of what qualifications Ye Qinghan had or how much money he used to make a god fill his soul.

"Pioneer, please kill him and avenge the patriarch, the saint, and these tribe members!"

Six elders of the Wing Clan prostrated themselves and kowtowed behind Ye Qinghan.

The six elders of the Wing Clan finally woke up the panicked Shan Yin and immediately begged for mercy to Ye Qinghan and said, "The pioneer of the Wing Clan will spare my life. Shan Yin made a small mistake. Please forgive me."

"You...you devil..."

The saint of the Wing Clan who had just endured the severe pain in his body was unimaginable to kill the patriarch and elders of the Du tribe, and so many lives of his own tribe members, in Shan Yin's eyes, he could only make a small mistake.

"You are not qualified to ask who I am, and naturally you are not qualified to ask me to forgive your life! It depends on my mood whether you kill or not, but you are a person that makes me feel disgusted..."

When Shan Yin heard Ye Qinghan's words, he felt powerless. This attitude was not the attitude he had towards the Wing tribe before. One was the pioneer of mystery, and the other was the pioneer of mystery, with one word difference, and his strength was very different. This pioneer was an existence that had transcended the mundane world of Dharma Realm. Even if there was an elder of the Wing tribe formed a battle formation, it could not pose any threat to a pioneer of mystery.

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At the same time, thousands of miles away, a dark brown cone volcano. The molten magma in the crater seemed to erupt, surging strongly, but every time the magma erupted out of the crater, it would be pressed back by a powerful force.

"Father saves me! Father saves me!"

On the belly of the volcano, an oval purple rock jumped to the magma mouth and shouted anxiously. The face of the rock showed eyes, ears, mouth and nose, which looked like a human shape, except for the lack of limbs.

"What's the matter?"

A bald man floated out of the magma. He had a piece of iron armor under his body, which was bright silver, without a trace of gaps, with sharp-mouthed cheeks, no eyebrows, lips, and beards. He only had a few rock-shaped beards on his chin, which were the same as the purple rocky skin structure on the surface of Shan Yin's body.

He is Shan Yin's father, the parade star envoy of the method world - Old Man Shan!

"Father, someone wants to kill me. He is a pioneer of the Wing Clan. Save me!"

This purple rock is Shan Yin's companion body, and it is also a replacement puppet created by Shan Lao Ren at a huge cost.

"Don't worry, I'm the only son, I'm prepared for you! As long as the Seven-Nail Puppet Puppet is still there, no one can hurt you!"

Old Man Shan was originally an ordinary rock tribe member in the Shan Dharma Realm. After going through countless difficulties, he became the pioneer of the mystery and then controlled his hometown of Shan Dharma Realm. However, because he was too obsessed with practicing, he had no descendants. Later, he found a secret recipe in Xiandaoming, and he had the only son of Shan Yin. The secretary of the "Seven-Spiked Puppet Puppet" was also exchanged from the powerful immortals of the Xiandao at a great cost.

"I have cast a spell." Old Man Shan pondered for a while and said, "You can ask the pioneer again to report his father's name to him and let him let you go. After all, there are only two nails left in this seven-nail puppet puppet. This time I use it, and I will use it again."

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"You want to kill me?"

Shan Yin said hatefully, and was a little unbelievable: "You want to kill me because of these ants?"

"Ant?" Ye Qinghan smiled, "Are you not an ant?"

"I……"

Shan Yin was speechless by Ye Qinghan's question. He was about to become a pioneer, but after all, he was not a pioneer. Then he was indeed an ant, but just a bigger ant!

"No! You can't kill me! My father is the old man in the mountain and a walker. You are much stronger and you can't kill me! If you kill me, my father will definitely avenge me."

Seeing Ye Qinghan's palm accumulating the power of the Dharma Realm, Shan Yin was a little nervous for the first time. When he relied on the seven-pin puppet to death, he was not as powerful as he did now. At least he could fight to the death.

"So what if your father is Old Man in Shan? So what if Old Man in Shan is a walker? Will you go against me because of you, an ant?"

Hearing Ye Qinghan retreated Shan Yin's words intact, the six elders of the Wing Clan and the saint of the Wing Clan were very relieved.

"The pioneer of the Wing Clan, I remember you! You can't kill me, it won't take long to find you and cut you into pieces!"

Since begging for mercy is no longer useful, Shan Yin no longer begs for mercy. For a person with a seven-nail puppet, he is not afraid of death at all, but only his sense of powerlessness facing Ye Qinghan.

Before Shan Yin finished speaking, his whole body had already been weathered by Ye Qinghan's magic power, and was blown away like sand, leaving only a space ring on the altar.

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Volcano belly.

"Killed?"

The purple rock showed its head and limbs, and its facial features were still being pulled by a mysterious energy. It seemed that it would take some time to fully take shape. Old Man Shan seemed to be calm and asked: "Did you not have the name of being a father?"

"Avenge it! It's useless! He ignored it at all and said that if you go, he can kill you." Shan Yin's voice rumbling, completely like a stone's voice: "Father, this pioneer of the Wing tribe killed me once, and looked down on you again. You must kill him and help the child get revenge!"

"Okay, put away your tricks, don't provoke you as your father." Old Man Shan said again: "But I believe you have claimed your name as your father."

"Then why don't you go and kill him and help the child get revenge!"

"What are you going? He is not a member of the Wing Clan at all. He is afraid he has already left at this time." Old Man Shan looked at Shan Yin's great power, and calculated that he did not have a trace of the original energy of the Wing Clan. "What's more, for the father, there is something important to do here, and you don't know, how can you get out at this time?"

"What? He is not the Wing Clan? I guessed this possibility long ago. After all, the cost of completing the souls of the lower races and becoming a higher race is too high. The Wing Clan members can't afford it at all. It seems that he must have been carved for my azure stone!" Shan Yin said hatefully: "Fortunately, I have already recorded the movement frequency of the azure stone carving. As long as I wait for my body to recover, I can use the super brain of the mechanical race to calculate the approximate position of the mysterious blueprint."

"From now on, you will have to practice diligently. There is only one life for the seven-nail puppet puppet. It is better to practice with peace of mind. Don't think about revenge for the time being, and then make plans after becoming a pioneer." The old man in the mountain lived in the throne, but his eyes were staring at the depths of the molten magma. "I happened to find a Dharma Realm without a cruise star envoy, and I can send you in and let you break through in that method realm."

The pioneer of the mystery does not have to break through the Dharma Realm without the parade star envoy. However, anyone who breaks through the Dharma Realm without the parade star envoy can have the opportunity to become the parade star envoy in this method realm, which is of great benefit to the condensation of the second mystery in the future.

"Thank you, my father!" Shan Yin said coldly: "Since that man is not a pioneer of the Wing Clan, then father, please send Shan Yi and Shan Er to help the child destroy the Wing Clan tribe first, slaughter the Wing Clan members, and let me collect some interest first so that I can practice with peace of mind."

"I understand, my father will help you!"

Old Man Shan shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand and drew a window of space leading to the method world beside him, and threw Shan Yin in.

What he was helpless was not to regret the lives of the ants of the Wing Clan, but to be helpless, Shan Yin still has not yet determined his mind. He thought that he would seize the fortune of the sons of the clan, the sons of a country, the sons of the plane, the sons of the Dharma Realm, and the fortune of countless prides of heaven to get to this point. This child was so comfortable that he even made him a seven-nail puppet puppet to save his life, which encouraged his arrogant arrogance and made him arrogant. Even becoming a pioneer seemed to be his own business, and he had to listen to his conditions.

"Shan Yi, Shan Er, you all heard the young master's words! Go!"

The old man of Shan slowly sank into the magma with a small piece of rocky land under the throne, and no one around agreed. However, two hours later, the Wing tribe had been slaughtered. Perhaps there were leaky fish, perhaps there were no...

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Ye Qinghan ignored the gratitude of the saints of the Wing Clan and the elders and the begging him to stay and stay. After collecting Shan Yin's space ring, he returned to Futu Mountain.

In addition to the azure stone carvings, Shan Yin's space ring also has many spiritual fruits, treasures, and some technological equipment of the mechanical tribe. However, they are all used in daily life and are not weapons. The only one in the entire three thousand-dimensional space-time and space is not the mystery pioneer, and the only one who can confront the mystery pioneer head-on is the mechanical tribe.

It is their technological weapons created with unique wisdom!
Chapter completed!