Chapter 496: Power of life and death

Chen Xinglie did not look at him: "This is the price you paid for using this seat?"
The Man King, who knelt on the ground, was taken aback, did not answer, but raised his head lower.
It is natural for Chen Xinglie to say so.
He only hopes that the barbarians can live under the protection of Chen Xinglie, so that they are safe.
Of course, he only hopes to be attached to Chen Xinglie's hands, not to the human race.
However, he is not stupid. He naturally understands the irreversible principle. Whether he is dependent on Chen Xinglie or the Human Race Dagan Dynasty, the end result is the same. The barbarians are gradually assimilated by the Human Race, and after thousands of years, the world will not. There is a concept of barbarians.
So he didn't say much, just waiting for Chen Xinglie's answer.
The fate of the barbarians rests on Chen Xinglie.
Either live, or be trampled on by the iron hoof of the demon race and become the slave of the demon race.
It is naturally beneficial to belong to Chen Xinglie.
After all, he is the son-in-law of the Golden Eagle tribe. This is something that everyone knows, and listening to some of his previous remarks, in his eyes, the human race and the barbarian race are the same.
This is naturally best.
Sure enough, Chen Xinglie couldn't refuse such benefits at all.
"This price should be paid."
The Man King was overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed.
But before he could say anything, he heard Chen Xinglie continue to say: "However, you have to do one thing with this seat."
"I wonder what the Lord said?"
The title of Barbarian King changed extremely quickly, and he soon adapted to the change of adhering to Chen Xinglie.
Chen Xinglie squinted his eyes slightly, and a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes: "Go to war with the Dagan Dynasty."
Man Wang was taken aback for a moment, and did not understand what Chen Xinglie meant.
Are they already attached? Why are there still wars?
His original plan was to dismiss the barbarian army in this place directly after the matter was over, and then return the Frost City property to the original owner. This was also his goodwill to the Dagan Dynasty.
However, even though he was surprised, he still resisted the thought of asking why. Although he is still a Barbarian King, besides this identity, the most important thing is that he is Chen Xinglie's subordinate.
Subordinates need to unconditionally execute the orders of the master.
As for why, it has nothing to do with him.
Fortunately, Chen Xinglie was not a cold-blooded person. He couldn't help being amused when he watched the brutal king's face turned purple.
"Relax, just let these people who are still in Frost City go to war with the Dagan Dynasty, or you can pick some disobedient guys and ask them to join the battlefield. You decide how to do it. After this battle, this seat It will be announced to the public that the Northern Xinjiang Barbarians have officially joined the Dagan Dynasty."
After saying this, Chen Xinglie stepped out and disappeared in place.
Only the Barbarian King remained in the same place.
But after he reacted, all that was left was overjoy!
He couldn't see it, Chen Xinglie wanted him to cultivate his own power and let him truly have the right to speak among the barbarians.
Without relying on anything else, he can directly decide who will go to the battlefield and who will stay.
This is the real power of life and death!
Now he is not considered the barbarian king in the symbolic sense before.
As for those on the battlefield, the Barbarian King can figure out the result with his toes.
Ten dead but no life!
"If there is no accident, the Lord should do it himself."
He muttered to himself, a desire for rights arose in his heart.
He was originally a lonely man, without a strong tribe as a backing. The reason why he can become this barbarian king is because the major tribes are attracted to it.
No background proves justice.
What's more, he is the No. 1 strongest barbarian in name.
Thinking of this, Man Wang raised his foot and caught up with Chen Xinglie.
The lobby on the third floor.
The sudden appearance of Chen Xinglie's figure made the people around who were waiting anxiously startled, and their breathing suddenly became stagnant.
The pressure he brings is too great.
Ignoring these people, Chen Xinglie looked directly at VIP Room 8.
"You come out by yourself, or do you want to be caught out by this seat?"
His tone was teasing, as if he didn't care about it at all.
After two breaths of time, the person inside was finally broken through the psychological line of defense and appeared directly in front of Chen Xinglie.
The latter's eyes condensed, and it was her.
The magical thoughts of the golden-winged roc bird!
Chen Xinglie had noticed this familiar aura before, but he would never have thought that Mo Nian was already dead, and now he would actually appear here?
And by the looks of it, it turned out to be a new physical body.
You know how difficult it is to condense the flesh. The Golden Winged Roc Bird was only able to condense the flesh because of the true blood of the great demon he gave.
But why is this magical thought in front of me?
"Who is this person?"
"I don't know, but it seems to have an enemy with Chen Sheng of Human Race."
"I admire this person, and dare to fight against Chen Sheng's terrifying existence."
"Hush! Keep your voice down, you will die if Chen Sheng hears it!"
The whispers around Chen Xinglie's ears appeared.
Since the strength of his physical body has been improved by Zulong's essence and blood, even his five senses have become much clearer than before.
Now he can accurately distinguish which mosquito is a male mosquito and which is a female mosquito even if he is separated by dozens of hundreds of miles away.
But naturally he will not embarrass these people.
He wants to know the secret of this magical thought in front of him.
"Go ahead, this is your only chance."
Chen Xinglie waved his hand, and suddenly a throne appeared in the air. He bought it in the system store before coming to Frost City, and it cost 200 boss points.
This thing can't defend, let alone kill the enemy, its only use is that it can be released anytime and anywhere, even in mid-air, it can be well suspended.
Of course, the inability to kill the enemy is only relative.
If you insist on throwing the throne out to hit someone, there is nothing to say...
But just imagine that such a huge black and gold throne can be seen at any time with a wave of hands. What a mighty thing this is.
Fortunately, not long after I bought it, this thing is really used.
Chen Xinglie sat firmly on the throne under the complicated gazes of everyone around him.
He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, he actually felt that the air around the throne was much sweeter than usual.
In front of him, Mo Nian lowered her head to calculate that she wanted to live, but he wanted more of those opportunities.
However, when facing Mo Nian, Chen Xinglie obviously did not have the patience when facing Barbarian King.
"Are you challenging my patience?"
Chen Xinglie deliberately added voice skills, and went directly into Mo Nian's mind.
Suddenly, Mo Nian seemed to have been hit hard, and immediately began to bleed from the seven orifices, looking terrifying.
"I said."
Mo Nian was tortured for a while before he let go.
"At the border between the northern border and the Yaozu to the east, there is a secret realm. There... there is an immortal pond."
The audience is silent!