"Even if we win the lottery, how can we, the demon clan, be willing to lag behind." Asura chuckled: "Since it is a battle of the same level, just human heroes fighting against ghosts, it is a bit monotonous. It is not as good as my demon clan.

The clan also adds a little bit of luck, and we bet on who is truly invincible at the same level. I would like the demon soul to sing a song as a lottery, I wonder if King Yechen is willing?"

Ye Chen chuckled: "The demon soul of the demon clan can suppress the inner demons. It is of great benefit to any living being. Since the demon clan intends to take action, how can Ye Chen not welcome it?

Reason?"

The eyes of many creatures fell on Feng Tianhuang.

Now that the demon clan has spoken, the demon clan has no reason to refuse.

Feng Tianhuang's face was gloomy and uncertain for a moment, but when he looked at Zhuo Junlin, his expression was extremely strange.

Others don't know Zhuo Junlin's true combat power, but Feng Tianhuang and Zhu Yan know it clearly. If they really fight, even Zhu Yan, who is in the early stage of the God Transformation Realm, will not be able to take advantage of Zhuo Junlin.

Half a penny cheaper.

But this is not because Zhu Yan is too weak, in fact Zhu Yan's combat power is enough to be intimidating.

Everyone in the Monster Clan knows how strong Zhu Yan is. Among the tens of millions of Monster Clan creatures, they are all warlike. Zhu Yan can stand out from the crowd and is by no means an ordinary person. There have even been some of the following.

Real combat examples.

Feng Tianhuang couldn't see clearly where the upper limit of Zhuo Junlin's combat power was, and even felt a hint of fear.

"Even if the Yechen Heavenly King and the human race are gambling, the demon race will not participate." Feng Tianhuang smiled bitterly: "But even if you can watch a life-and-death battle, Feng can also add some luck. No matter who wins in the end,

I will give you a big gift. You can also make a request to me. As long as it is reasonable, I will never refuse."

Zhan Kuangtian couldn't help but be anxious: "Boss, you,,,,,,,"

Feng Tianhuang's eyes were gloomy and uncertain, and he glanced at Zhan Kuangtian coldly, and then glanced at countless demon creatures. His eyes were full of coldness, which frightened countless demon creatures and turned pale, but no one was interested.

I know why the Crown Prince is angry...

The faces of many of the geniuses of the human race were extremely ugly.

Yechen uses the dust-washing beads as a lucky charm, but it is enough to arouse the desire of all living beings.

This time the Holy Artifact was born, all the geniuses of the human race were mobilized. They were all the top geniuses with fighting power. Almost all the young monks at the peak of the Shackle Realm were on the verge of death. Among the many humans present, except for one who was over three hundred years old,

Apart from the old man, there was no peak cultivator of the Shackles Realm present.

Is it possible to let a gray-haired old man fight against a group of young men?

However, Yechen challenged the human race by name. If the human race did not dare to challenge, it would greatly lose the face of the human race.

Previously, Zhuo Donglai and six other people powerfully killed one of Yechen's subordinates. The Lin sisters faced off against another of Yechen's subordinates, and killed the other's soul with a single blow, which had already caused all the ghosts to lose their dignity. If so.

Sending some lower-level monks to fight, there is no need to expect the other party to be merciful, it will undoubtedly be equivalent to death.

In the prison car far away, Bai Yingxue stretched his body without any image, and murmured with a chuckle: "A bunch of idiots."

Yang Wenjun, the old god, was here and thought for a long time: "Now that King Yechen has spoken, how can the human race not refuse to fight? Now that King Yechen has taken out the Dingchen Bead, the Great Priest Shura has taken out the Demon Soul Guide, and the Demon Crown Prince has promised

How can we, the human race, not show some sincerity when we promise a big gift? I represent the human race. If who can have the last laugh, I am willing to give you a 'Holy Soul Plant' to add some bonus to this bet.

"

The expressions of all the geniuses of the human race changed drastically, and there was a deep sense of confusion in the eyes of many people.

Hearing the 'Holy Soul Spirit Plant', whether it was Ye Chen, Feng Tianhuang or many other creatures, their eyes showed a hint of blazing heat. The Holy Soul Spirit Plant, which had always only existed in legends, was taken as a symbol by Yang Wenjun.

This hopeless bet gift has left many human race geniuses puzzled.

"Sister Jun." Yang Zhan looked extremely ugly: "What do you mean?"

"It doesn't matter." A hint of helplessness flashed in Yang Wenjun's eyes: "Since we are fighting for the dignity of the human race, and King Yechen can come up with blood, doesn't our human race have the courage to sacrifice others?"

Many of the geniuses of the human race couldn't help but smile bitterly. If the situation wasn't really wrong, everyone present would have wanted to join forces and beat Yang Wenjun up first, and then make a long-term plan.

Zhuo Junlin was about to step forward, but Yang Wenjun slowly shook his head.

"Now that we have no regrets, everyone can take action." Yechen's eyes flashed: "Although the prince of the demon clan said that the demon clan will not participate, as long as the demon clan friends are willing to take action, Yechen will naturally welcome them.

.No matter who can win in the end, he can get the dust-washing beads that I promised."

The monster creatures couldn't help but their eyes lit up, but when they saw Feng Tianhuang's gloomy face, they couldn't help but lower their heads and didn't dare to step forward at all.

However, a shadow flashed across the demon clan, and a demon creature whose whole body was shrouded in black energy strode out.

"Jue Ming." Meng Xiaoyun's expression couldn't help but change: "This Jue Ming is a master of the Demon Clan's Shackle Realm. I once fought against him personally and was almost eaten alive by this demon."

Ye Chen chuckled: "I wonder how the great master thinks this battle should be decided?"

"Confucianism has a saying that when you compete on the battlefield, you will have no regrets in life or death." Asura sneered: "If you dare to fight alone, there is absolutely no reason to back down. Unless you admit defeat, you will be killed, and others will be killed."

Outsiders must not take action."

But Yang Wenjun chuckled: "Yes, we agree."

Luo Shuixian's face changed slightly: "No, none of the younger generation of top shackle realm cultivators in our human race are here. If life or death is concerned, all human cultivators of the same level will only die if they go up there."

"It doesn't matter." Yang Wenjun chuckled,,,,,,

What is invincibility?

Looking from ancient times to the present, who dares to claim to be invincible and who dares to claim to be invincible.

There has never been anyone who is invincible, and no one can be invincible forever. Even though the ancient sages, up to the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, have unparalleled fighting power, there has never been any living being who dares to claim to be invincible.

Being invincible at the same level has been possible by some people since ancient times, but they are not always invincible.

The battle between Jueming and the man in black has escalated.

At this time, Jueming's whole body was injured. Even with his desperate bravery, he was seriously injured under the iron palms of the man in black. But the man in black became more and more courageous as he fought. Wherever the iron palms touched, he was shrouded in

The demonic energy in Jueming's body gradually disappeared.

Asura's face was ashen, and Feng Tianhuang's eyes were cold.

"This subordinate of Yechen, although it seems that his realm is only at the peak of Shackles Realm, his combat power is not weaker than that of a master at the first level of Transformation God Realm." Daozi's face was gloomy, and he sighed to Yang Wenjun in a low voice: "Although he is destined to die,

So brave, I'm afraid it's impossible to sustain ten more moves. If the man in black hadn't had all the reservations, Jueming would have been killed long ago."

Zhuo Junlin changed his color slightly: "Isn't it said that the realm is inherently suppressive? No matter how strong the fighting power is, are there still cultivators who are truly in the God Transformation realm who can't compete?"

Buddha sighed deeply: "Although this is true, there are not exceptions." As he spoke, Buddha pointed at Yang Wenjun: "This female benefactor's magical powers are astonishing. She once defeated a strong man in the holy realm with the transformation of gods, and fought against

The power is so powerful that it has shocked the past and present. Many great sages of the human race have said that this female benefactor is the most talented person in the human race for millions of years."

Yang Wenjun glanced at Fozi Daozi casually, and he was so frightened that Fozi Daozi couldn't help but lower his head, but he did not dare to say any more words.
Chapter completed!