Chapter 1285 Little Lion, Your Situation Is Not Good
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Wealth is touching!
With a total of ten big cities, as a reward, only Prince Wan Yao can have such a big hand.
The Wanyao Dynasty was established in the 100,000 mountains of the Yaozhou. Cities are already scarce, and every big city is a treasure coveted by countless people.
A large city gathers countless monster clans, and mastering a large city can bring great benefits to a large clan.
It can be said that the city lords of every big city in the Wan Yao Dynasty are the positions for prying eyes of all the big clans.
Even the top ten powerful families of the Wan Yao Dynasty are no exception!
One big city can make a small clan leap up and become a big clan, let alone ten big cities, that is a treasure that makes countless people go crazy!
As soon as this news spreads out, I am afraid that countless big clans will be moved upon hearing the news!
"As far as I know, there are not many strong players who are ready to make a move.
Demon Lord Nine Eagles of the Jiutianying Clan, Demon Lord Soul Devourer of the Heaven-Swallowing Python Clan, Demon Lord Silver Light of the Yinjiao Clan..."
Every time the green-haired middle-aged man uttered a name, the bull-horned young man's heart would tremble.
These are all great figures no less than the Golden Lion Demon Venerable, and each of them is a figure among the top ten powerful clans!
Every one of them is an existence that can shake Yaozhou by stomping their feet!
"With so many big shots, the Golden Lion Demon Venerable is probably doomed!"
The horned youth sighed.
"That's not true, and I don't know what kind of precious medicine the Golden Lion Demon Venerable has taken away from the prince, which will arouse the prince's anger."
The green-haired middle-aged man shook the wine glass in his hand and sighed.
"Brother Qing, don't even think about it, even if the Golden Lion Demon Venerable wins any treasure, it's not something you and I can spy on."
The young man with horns saw it clearly, and he comforted the young man with green hair.
With so many big shots, how could the two of them covet it.
"Too."
The green-haired middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, but he also reacted, sighed again, and was no longer obsessed with this matter.
The two didn't think much, and continued to drink together, but their words fell into the ears of a caring person.
On the second floor of the restaurant, there is an Accord.
A gorgeously dressed man was looking at a big blond man in front of him with a half-smile.
"Little lion, it seems that your situation is not very good?"
"Young master, stop laughing at me."
The blond man had a bitter face and a bitter voice.
Only the blond man knows how bad his luck is.
After finally venturing into the Prince's Mansion and stealing the Great Pill of Spirit Fire, he escaped, but was stopped by Ying Jiu, unable to escape for a while.
In the end, I met this noble son of the human race, and I couldn't get away anymore!
Even the Great Spirit Fire Pill that he had just obtained had to be handed over.
Thinking about it, the blond man secretly glanced at the noble man in front of him, his heart was still shaken.
He was sure that even Prince Wan Yao couldn't compare to this noble son of the human race, as if he was born noble, making people dare not look directly at him.
Even if this noble son's cultivation is only in the Ascension realm, he dare not have any contempt.
Among other things, in the Wan Yao Dynasty, except for the Wan Yao Emperor, who can order the saint's power, who can command the saint's power!
The status of this noble son in the human race is probably no worse than that of the Wan Yao Emperor!
Even, this lord is very likely to be an emperor of the human dynasty!
Thinking of this, the awe in the eyes of the blond man grew stronger.
In this regard, the noble son of the human race just smiled, and turned his head slightly to look out the window.