"Huh?" Yin Dong walked into the room, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he sensed a strong and extremely strong vitality, as well as a fierce murderous intent that locked him.

Yin Dong turned around suddenly and saw the slightly thin body and the cold and domineering face at the corner of the stairs.

In the shadow, his face was as sharp as a knife, exuding a sense of perseverance and heroic spirit, his eyes were bright and his slanted eyebrows entered his temples.

When Yin Dong looked up, his eyes seemed to have a needle.

The man spoke domineeringly and resolutely: "The stupid woman next door named Wu, you have killed her, an outsider!"

While speaking, he held a broken battle flag in his hand!

"This is……"

Yin Dong was shocked when he saw the battle flag.

The style of this battle flag is really similar to the Qinglong battle flag and the Xuanwu battle flag. Whether it is material or quality, it even exudes the same momentum.

The battle for clan fortune ultimately involves the battle between the four major battle flags of Qinglong, Xuanwu, White Tiger and Vermillion Bird!

At present, the Qinglong Battle Flag and the Xuanwu Battle Flag have appeared. Is this battle chief now? Is it the White Tiger Battle Flag or the Vermillion Bird Battle Flag?

The flag trembled and shook, and a misty red light flashed, a bird shadow appeared faintly, and then turned into a figure of a woman in red, emitting a trembling breath.

"You really recognize the Vermilion Bird Battle Flag! Outsiders, this tribe battle is better to start, and you will know this information?" The man asked in a cold voice.

"You..." Yin Dong's heart was thrilled, guessing that this person might be the descendant of the previous election son, or even like Chen Kui, who has lived until now the previous election son!

This man exudes a very terrifying aura, but it also gives Yin Dong a sense of weakness that is strong on the outside but fucks, even like two consciousnesses in his body, struggling and confronting.

The Vermillion Bird Battle Flag held by him seemed to be pulled, and the wind was gone, and the flags were rushing, as if they wanted to break free from his hands.

"really!"

The man clenched the Vermilion Bird Battle Flag, and his deep eyes became even darker, as if he had turned into a bottomless abyss, and his whole body also exuded a strong sense of reluctance and hatred!

"I, Huo Tianqi, the last chosen son of the human race from Lingxiao Universe, got the Vermilion Bird Battle Flag, but at that time the tribe battle was over."

Every son of God has only one chance!

He forever lost the opportunity to win the battle for clan fortune!

But he was unwilling to give up!

He also hopes to return one day and return to the mother universe he has been thinking about day and night!

Then, he had to find another way, integrate the power of his soul into the battle flag, turn it into the spirit of the battle flag, and find another son of the current election to unite to win the victory of the tribe battlefield.

As long as the chosen son of the Heavenly Selected Son is successfully sacrificed and refined the battle flag, his soul power will have the opportunity to use the battle flag to invade the other party's sea of ​​consciousness and entangle each other.

The strands of vitality that were born from his flesh and blood would also spread to the other person's body. When he reached a state of endless vitality, the chosen son would be similar to his puppet clone.

The most important thing is that the controller of the tribe battlefield space will not notice that this chosen son has become a puppet clone!

This technique of hiding the world was obtained by him when he got the Vermilion Bird Battle Flag, which made him feel that this was tailor-made for himself.

Once his plan is successful, when the tribe battle ends, the moment he follows the chosen son to leave the tribe battlefield space, he will be able to turn the guest and control the puppet clone, thinking that his soul will be the main one, and will be sent back to the Lingxiao Universe!

In the mother universe that entered the interstellar era, he was the prince of the Lingyun Empire. His talent of 3s gave him the first successor to the throne as soon as he was born.

He did not rely on his status and talent, but only cared about enjoyment. Instead, he worked hard like a commoner's son. After graduating from the military academy, he joined the army incognito. He started from a small soldier and stepped into a high position step by step, with great military achievements.

It was not until that war for clan fortune began and he was elected as the son of the God-selected, that the people of the empire knew that His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, was the brightest general rising in the army!

People in the interstellar era have a long lifespan, and it is very common to live for thousands of years. However, people of his contemporaries must have died long ago. Perhaps the Lingyun Empire is gone, but he still hopes to return!

Even if he dies, he hopes to die in the mother universe!

Huo Tianqi naturally wouldn't say these words... He did it directly!

When Huo Tianqi introduced himself, he took advantage of Yin Dong's surprise and a little flashing god, and he activated the secret technique, and a stronger vitality burst out from his body, pouring into the Vermilion Bird Battle Flag.

On the flag of the Vermillion Bird Battle Flag, textures intertwined and flashed, forming a heart-wrenching wave, covering Yin Dong like a spider web.

Yin Dong couldn't help but feel palpitations, and a coldness that originated from the soul appeared, and his body trembled uncontrollably, which made him suddenly fall into Huo Tianqi's trick!

If he doesn't deal with it properly today, he may suffer a loss!

"Great Shell God?" Yin Dong called out to the mysterious Shell in his heart, but unfortunately he didn't get a reaction. He couldn't help but complain: "I've lost my chain at the critical moment, Brother Shell is still not good!"

In a mysterious space, the suppressed colorful shell light and shadow swayed, and complained in great atrocities - it's all your fault that you run around everywhere, even such treasures as the Vermilion Bird Battle Flag can provoke, I'm blamed!

Yin Dong could no longer count on the mysterious shell, and then cried out the Chaos Blood Dragon in the Dantian: "Silly Dragon, are you still sleeping in? There is a Suzaku who wants to suppress you. Can you bear it?"

"roar--"

The invisible roar of the Chaos Blood Dragon made the bird shadow in the Vermillion Bird Battle Flag tremble, and kept shaking like a frightened little quail.

The violent aura belonging to the Chaos Heavenly Dragon is arrogant and domineering. With Yin Dong's body as the center, it stirs up around and sweeps wildly.

"Dragon Power, so strong!"

Huo Tianqi was full of confidence, but now he began to panic and felt that the situation was uncontrollable. When he found the chosen son in front of him, he might have a capsized boat!

He looked at this young chosen son in disbelief. From his bone age, he could see that the other party was only in his thirties, and he was terriblely young!

Even though he looks young on the surface, he is actually an old monster.

Now, this young man who lived less than a fraction of him had completely crushed him?

Is there any reason for nature?

Huo Tianqi asked sadly and angryly: "Why is it you who chose the son of God?"

Yin Dong was stunned for a moment. He was obviously one of the attacks. Why did this make him look like a good woman bullied by a bully?
Chapter completed!