My brother is too strong.

In the dense forest of Nanhuang, a river several miles wide runs through the forest. The yellow river water roars and rushes, like a yellow ribbon on the earth.

The river water roars and rushes, constantly hitting the shore.

There are tributaries on the shore that extend along the forest, reaching into the forest like claws.

Going along the tributaries into the deep forest, gradually, houses appear next to the tributaries.

Sangluo people with golden and brown hair and blue and golden eyes appear.

The deeper you go into the forest, the more Sangluo people there are.

In the depths of the forest, a city appears.

Countless Sangluo people live in it.

The houses where the Sangluo people live here are either wooden houses or straw houses.

Only in the middle is there a palace built of bricks and stones, a gray-white palace.

From a distance, it looks like a round plate on the ground.

This is the royal court of the Sangluo people.

The palace is the hub of the royal court.

Yu Ling and Min Fan came to the main hall.

The decoration inside was similar to that outside, not as exquisite as that of humans.

Every place here was rough, and the stones were just like mud, not beautiful at all.

Yu Ling looked at the gray walls around her and felt the suppression from the surroundings.

The spiritual power in her body was like a pool of stagnant water, without any ripples.

Her strength would be weakened by at least 30% here.

Despite this, Yu Ling was not afraid, but had some strange expressions.

Looking at the gray and white Xun magic stones around her, a blue figure appeared in her mind.

That guy was here, he would be so happy that he would faint.

Min Fan beside Yu Ling had a similar expression.

"You two are so brave!"

The Sang Luo people on both sides of the main hall were sitting or standing, their eyes were full of anger, staring at Yu Ling and Min Fan.

Especially Min Fan, the Sang Luo people wanted to eat him alive.

Min Fan was used to this kind of look.

To him, he had become a traitor in the eyes of his people.

He had a blank expression on his face, and calmly accepted the look of his people who wanted to eat him alive.

Everything was for his own people.

The Sangluo people were also divided into different levels. If they were not from the same tribe, they would be inferior to others and even become slaves if they were annexed by others.

As for the royal family, they were always high above and never cared about the lives of the people below.

Relying on their royal status, they constantly demanded that the people below pay, pay, and pay again.

After Min Fan arrived, he bowed to a tall man above.

"King Luo!"

Anza, now the king of the Sangluo people.

Sitting on it, the several high steps allowed him to look down from a high place, full of pressure.

"Min Fan, you are so brave!!"

Someone next to him suddenly shouted angrily.

Everyone stared at Min Fan with wide eyes, "Min Fan, have you forgotten your identity?"

"Kneel down!"

Salute with hands folded, in the eyes of the Sang Luo people, it is the ugly behavior of those who claim to be holy people. The real Sang Luo people should kneel down to salute.

Facing the duty, Min Fan was calm. He had already stood on the opposite side of the royal court, and the two sides had almost torn their faces.

Coming here is just for a permanent solution.

Min Fan's attitude is very tough, kneeling down is not worth it.

Yu Ling said coldly, "You are a group of defeated generals and dare to shout, kneel down, are you worthy?"

The cold words deeply hurt the self-esteem of many Sang Luo people.

Someone roared, "Arrogant, do you think this is still your place?"

"This is the royal court, a place that you holy people can never conquer."

Sang Luo showed his killing intent nakedly, as if he was going to rush up and kill them at any time.

Someone stood up and challenged, "Come on, let me see how powerful you are."

"Min Fan, if you are a man, fight me!"

"Try to fight me in the way of the Sang Luo people, not the means of the Saints."

The Sang Luo people are not stupid. If they really fight with spiritual power and magic, they have little chance of winning.

Without spiritual power and magic, even the Saints may not be their opponents.

Seeing that the situation is getting more and more tense, the King Luo, who has been silent, Anza slowly spoke.

With a cold snort, a powerful majesty spread.

His eyes fell on Yu Ling and Min Fan, and a strong pressure fell.

Many Sang Luo people in the hall trembled in their hearts, but at the same time they were also excited.

Anza's strength is at its peak, emitting a strong aura from inside to outside.

Yu Ling also felt the pressure, and secretly confirmed that Anza's strength was at least in the Refining Void Stage.

Anza slowly spoke, "I didn't expect that the bloodline is impure.You can also reach this point today."

"Many people in the tribe are not as good as you."

Anza said this is the truth. According to the way the Sangluo people improve their strength, it is difficult for Min Fan to reach the Yuanying stage similar to the human race in this life.

Min Fan's strength has now reached the Shenhua stage, and there are even signs of a breakthrough.

Min Fan was filled with emotion at the words of Luo Wang Anza.

He was able to reach this point thanks to the skills given by Lu Shaoqing.

Lu Shaoqing taught him the skills of the Tiangong Gate, and with the great changes in the world, it was easy to repair Liang, and he also got the extreme of the master, and his strength improved by leaps and bounds.

The strong strength made him more confident, and he didn't have to run around. He defeated countless tribes and annexed them. His strength was already enough to compete with the royal court.

In the past, he would not even dare to think about it.

Wang Ting also felt great pressure, so he tried to solve it through negotiation.

Facing King Luo, Min Fan suppressed his nervousness and stated his conditions.

Wang Ting recognized his current territory and his rule over the tribe, and Min Fan recognized Wang Ting's authority.

In the final analysis, Min Fan did not want to completely break up with Wang Ting.

This war was not started by his tribe at the beginning, but by others, and his tribe had to fight back.

In the end, it was out of control and developed into the current situation.

Min Fan's eyes were steady and his voice was low, "King Luo, what do you think..."