Chapter 879: Drunk Lying on Beauty's Knee

In the valley, the great battle shattered the mountain range, and none of the 30,000 women were killed or wounded, and no one could predict what level Yang Zhan's true combat power was.

Yang Zhan looked at a group of beautiful women looking at him expectantly, and couldn't help but be surprised, he didn't know why they were looking at him like this, so he shrugged his shoulders and said, "You can divide these Qiankun rings, I just want four big ones." ”

After Yang Zhan finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave, leaving many female cultivators confused, not understanding what this little guy was here for?

Then why do you throw these here after saving people, and when the people in the Stan tribe arrive, these nuns will die too!

If you come to rob, why don't you take this mountain of Qiankun rings and leave?

"Wait, little brother...... Senior, save people to the end, send Buddha to the west, can you help us again, if we don't leave here as soon as possible, when the people of the Stan tribe get the news, we will die!" said a woman who plucked up her courage.

"I'm not your little brother, nor your senior, as for you, take the Qiankun Ring and run away, now that the army of envoys of the Stan tribe has been killed by me, and no one is stopping you, why do you need to be saved?" Yang Zhan said in wonder.

"This ...... Our speed is too slow, once the other party chases, we will definitely not be able to escape, and when the time comes, the strong will strip our memory, and you will also be exposed, you definitely don't want to cause such trouble, right?" The woman begged, this woman was not only outstanding, but also had a much clearer mind than the others, knowing Yang Zhan's weakness.

"That's the same, do you want to kill all of you too?" Yang Zhan muttered to himself, almost scared more than 30,000 female cultivators, the three thousand army plus four Dao Ancestor realm powerhouses were killed by the other party in less than a stick of incense, if you really want to kill these female cultivators, one move is enough!

"Oh, this doesn't work, I'm not a demon, it's not my style to kill innocents indiscriminately!" Yang Zhan said to himself again.

The bold woman who was scared by Yang Zhan's self-talk didn't dare to say anything more, for fear of stimulating this little demon and accidentally slaughtering them all.

Soon, Yang Zhan rushed to the void, looked around, and found that there was a quiet valley tens of thousands of miles away, not big or small, accommodating 30,000 people, although it was a little crowded, but it was enough.

"Take the Qiankun Ring, you come with me, and I'll take you somewhere. Yang Zhan took a group of ragged women straight to the valley, facing the gentle breeze, the tattered clothes blew, unable to cover the fine white skin, some of the twin peaks were exposed, but no one cared, it was enough to escape, and the second half of his life was enough not to live a dark life, not to mention that now there were women around him, only Yang Zhan was a man, and he was still a five or six-year-old child, and he had been automatically ignored by everyone.

A few days later, the news of the slaughter of the army of the Emissaries of the Stan tribe quickly spread to every tribe within a million miles, and everyone cheered but trembled, such a big event was enough to make the Stan tribe angry, and it was likely to implicate these small tribes.

The Yang tribe was surprised and delighted, and thought that the existence behind the so-called Yang Zhan had made a move, and they couldn't help but cheer and almost set off firecrackers.

And at this moment, Yang Zhan took 30,000 female cultivators into the valley, and he used the supreme secret technique to shield the sky here, and suddenly this valley disappeared from everyone's sight, as if it didn't exist at all.

There are mountains and rivers in the valley, flowing clearly and endlessly, most of the women don't care about Yang Zhan at all, they take off their clothes and rush into the river, and Yang Zhan feels bad when he sees it.

"Hehe, come down and play, little brother...... A slightly younger girl lay in her hand, her clothes all took off, and she stretched out her hand to Yang Zhan and beckoned.

"Hmph, you said that you are not allowed to call me little brother! I am a man who swears to be the god of war!" Yang Zhan said pretending to be an adult.

When everyone saw such a cute child, they forgot the horror of the child before, and some bold women rushed out of the stream naked and jumped into the water with Yang Zhan in tow.

Yang Zhan didn't feel the hostility, so he didn't vent his anger, and everyone became more and more bold, so Yang Zhan soon lost in the gentle township and forgot to go home.

After washing, the girls washed their clothes one after another, dried them with the faint source of fire, and put them on their bodies, but they could only cover part of their bodies, and most of them were exposed.

If this state of wanting to cover up and be ashamed was seen by other men, he would have been unable to control it for a long time, but Yang Zhan could only be powerless, it was okay to use his hands to grind and rub, he really didn't have that ability.

Many women laughed, took the initiative to tease him, made him cry and laugh, stayed in the valley for several days, Yang Zhan lived an emperor-like life, woke up to the power of the world, drunk and lying on the knees of beauties, and gave an order, tens of thousands of female cultivators rushed to serve him, all wanting to accompany him day and night, follow this demon, at least don't worry about it in the second half of his life.

After all, a cultivator is a cultivator, even if it is a nun, building houses, cooking food, and being proficient in everything, within a few days, thousands of wooden houses appeared in the valley, some high mountains were carved out, and a huge tribe appeared, the Daughter Country Tribe.

Yang Zhan tasted the food, listened to the sound of nature, and admired the peerless dance, and he had long forgotten to return, and the Yang family tribe was left behind by him.

"It tastes good, I really want to take you all with me, and live like this every day in the future!" Yang Zhan lay on the dragon bowl that everyone made for him, and a few slightly younger girls selected the spirit fruit for him and brought it to his mouth, not even bothering to open his eyes, and said lazily.

"Little boy, if you take us all with you, we will definitely be able to serve you as comfortably as the patriarch of the Stan tribe!No, ten thousand times more comfortable than him, he doesn't have so many stunning sisters to serve!" a girl named Xiao Zi pursed her lips and laughed.

"Ahem...... It's too ostentatious, a large group of people are hugging each other, it's too ostentatious!" Yang Zhan seems to have been born to understand the way of men and women, and he has no teacher for many things.

"Little boy, do you think the Stan tribe will find out here? It's been almost half a month, it stands to reason that it should have been searched here a long time ago!" The bold woman before was half-kneeling in front of Yun Yijian, **** was about to come out, and her torn clothes couldn't cover her full figure at all, and asked softly at this moment.

"They can't find here, they won't find it until a peak powerhouse of the Transformation Immortal is close here, but I'm curious, they don't seem to have sent someone to investigate at all, they just went to the previous mountain range to take a look, and there was no follow-up action. Yang Zhan said confidently.

"Are you afraid of you? You are so powerful, four Dao Ancestor powerhouses can destroy dozens of tribes, you actually bombarded them in such a short period of time, it is simply the god of war in the world!" a woman said flatteringly.

"Well, I love to hear this sentence, God of War, hahahaha, my goal is to become an invincible God of War!Great God of War!" Yang Zhan laughed, a pair of eyes suddenly revealed a supreme aura, really as terrifying as the God of War, making many girls kneel on the ground, involuntarily surrendering, that kind of superior aura spontaneously, there is no need to use strong combat power to cooperate.