C703 Ancient Race
Lin Yaoyang nodded his head and saw a few handsome and young men. With just a glance, one could tell that they were the disciples of the family.2
Lin Yaoyang must be quite concerned about these men in purple robes.
He heard these men say, "You scum, don't fight with us. We are in a good mood today, so we are too lazy to fight with you. Otherwise, be careful of leaving your lives in this place. "
When Lin Yaoyang heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He was in a good mood. Was it because he had just been born?
At the same time, Lin Yaoyang also paid attention to the strength of these people. All of them were Martial Emperor Level warriors, and at the same time, there was a slightly shorter Martial Extreme Level warrior.
It was a Sixth Grade Martial Extreme Level, and it was truly frightening. Lin Yaoyang was shocked. Was this Ancient Race really that powerful?
Guo Qingyang's friends were at their prime when they were young and vigorous. How could they tolerate it when they heard the purple-robed man talking like this?
They opened their mouths and said, "You guys are really awe-inspiring. You said that you would give us the position, but now you want us to give it to you? We were the ones who came here first. If you want us to give you the position, we will give you the position. Where do you think we should put our face?"
One of the young men in the purple robe said, We are the ones who came first. If you want us to let you go, just let us go." Oh? Is that so? Alright, I'll change the way everyone is happy. How about I spend money to buy it from you?"
After saying that, Purple-robed Man flicked his finger, and a few coins fell in front of Guo Qingyang's friends' heels.
If he wanted to pick them up, he would definitely have to bend down. This was simply making fun of them and taking advantage of them.
These few people were the children of the big families, and were the children of those who had put in a lot of effort. How could they possibly be short of such a small amount of money? At this moment, they were humiliated by the people opposite them. One. His face was flushed red, as if he had turned into a piece of pig liver.
It wasn't that they didn't want to make a move, but they weren't fools. They could feel that the aura in the other party's body wasn't weak at all.
It was quite easy to get rid of them back then. However, they had forced themselves to this point just for the sake of venting their anger.
The leading Purple-robed Man harrumphed coldly and said with a sneer, "Hehe! All of you from the Homo Clan are just dregs."
When Lin Yaoyang heard this, his eyes narrowed once more. This time, he was certain that this group of people was undoubtedly from the Ancient Race.
Waves of emotions surged in Lin Yaoyang's heart. He knew that the Ancient Race had come into being. This world would certainly welcome a huge change, but he didn't know what kind of situation it would be.
There were so many people in the Ancient Race. Lin Yaoyang began to wonder if the status of the Homo Clan would be affected.
However, he wasn't too afraid. The Homo Clan had been developing for tens of thousands of years, and there were so many Martial Saint warriors in this world. No one could give a clear number to them.
As for the combat strength of a Martial Saint Level, Lin Yaoyang still had an idea in his mind.
There was no need to be overly afraid. The group of people standing beside Lin Yaoyang had all heard about what they had encountered in the mine.
At this moment, they immediately reacted. The man in purple standing in front of them was actually the Ancient Race!
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