The demon clan’s tent.

Feng Tianhuang's face was gloomy, and the light flashed in her eyes, but more of it was a kind of briskness that survived the disaster.

In the fierce battle in the daytime, even if Feng Tianhuang, the prince of the Demon Emperor who was used to the strong winds and waves, was beyond his expectations. The demon geniuses such as Qingfenghai Battle Kuangtian were already anxious. If it weren't for the fact that the realm was far beyond Zhuo Junlin, they would have wished to go on stage to fight Zhuo Junlin to have a happy battle.

Even if Zhu Yan and Zhuo Junlin have an irreconcilable feud, they have to admit that Zhuo Junlin's combat power is so strong that it is hard to see in the world. If they fight to the death, even if their cultivation level is far better than Zhuo Junlin, Zhuo Junlin's evil combat power is a bit difficult to understand.

"Everyone, you should know why I don't want to confront the human race head-on today." Feng Tianhuang's face was extremely gloomy: "Before all the brothers arrived, Zhu Yan had a head-on battle with Zhuo Junlin. Zhuo Junlin had no cultivation today, but Zhu Yan did not get any advantage in his hands."

Zhan Kuangtian's face couldn't help but shiny: "Take it seriously."

"I know what you are thinking." Feng Tianhuang's face turned cold: "But I advise you not to do this. With your identity and cultivation level, you are simply bullying the small by bullying the small. It would be better if you win, but if there is a little surprise, I am afraid that after the Ghost Sect and the Demon Clan, the Demon Clan will become the laughing stock of thousands of creatures in the world."

"How could I be defeated by that human race?" Zhan Kuangtian didn't care.

"There are many things in the world that often surprise people." Feng Tianhuang sighed lightly: "Before this, have you ever looked down on the human race with low cultivation? Even if Zhuo Junlin and five fellow disciples took action at the same time, have you ever thought that the man in black in the Ghost Sect would lose? When the Lin sisters took action, have you ever thought that they would have the possibility of winning? Even if the demons of the human race set up a gambling battle agreement, how could you ever think that the man in the human race was just a young man in the early stage of the Shackle Realm? After the three-headed demons and the man in black broke through the realm one after another, in your guess, I'm afraid no one in the human race would take action. But this extremely evil boy won the battle all the time, which was beyond our expectations?"

The geniuses of the demon clan looked at each other, but they were all shocked.

This young man surprised all the demon races.

"There are many accidents today." A strange look flashed in Feng Tianhuang's eyes: "Ye Chen's quick scheming response was unexpected to me. Even if the ghost creatures lost their face today, Ye Chen had never lost his demeanor in front of others, and even handed all the treasures of heaven and earth like Dust Pearl to Yang Wenjun. This quick change of scheming is really rare in the world. If Yang Wenjun had any selfishness, today's human heroes would be disloyal, but I am afraid that the human race would be a mess in the future."

Zhu Yan smiled bitterly: "There are any other accidents?"

"In front of the formation of ten thousand troops, although the battle between the Three-Headed Demon and Zhuo Junlin is equally matched on the surface. But we all know that if we fight to the death, the defeat of the Three-Headed Demon is determined." Feng Tianhuang sighed lightly: "The demon creatures secretly took action and were discovered by Luo Shuixian. This method has caused the demon creatures to lose all their faces. If Asura entangles the matter, the matter will become more and more trouble, and the more embarrassing the demon creatures. Asura took the initiative to admit defeat, and this kind of courage is also somewhat unexpected."

Qing Fanhai laughed: "Asura's move is a bit surprising."

"But what really surprised me the most was Yang Wenjun." A trace of solemn flashed in Feng Tianhuang's eyes: "With Yang Wenjun's cultivation, it is not impossible to swallow the dust-washing beads by themselves. Even if Zhuo Junlin himself was alone, he would never take the initiative to fight for this opportunity. However, Yang Wenjun gave the dust-washing beads to Zhuo Junlin on the spot, and also asked Zhuo Junlin to swallow the "Holy Soul Plant". He also used his own cultivation to help Zhuo Junlin clean the meridians and cut off the marrow, directly eliminating the evil thoughts of those who were interested in others. This kind of demeanor made me sigh."

Zhan Kuangtian sneered: "If I have a chance in the future, I really want to fight Yang Wenjun."

Xuan Wushang suddenly opened his eyes, but a strange look flashed in his eyes: "If the third brother wants to take action, remember to notify me. It would also let me see the style of the giant ape that once dominated the world, and it is invincible."

"Just just your vision, you will never be Yang Wenjun's opponent." A cold look flashed in Feng Tianhuang's eyes: "A person's vision determines a person's pattern. If you always focus on your own victory or defeat, you will never be able to keep up with Yang Wenjun's realm."

All the demon clans changed their expressions.

"Everyone should see that Zhuo Junlin's combat power is indeed extraordinary." Feng Tianhuang sighed lightly: "If Zhuo Junlin grows up in the future, his achievements will definitely be no less than Yang Zhanluo Narcissus and others. Even if he reaches Yang Wenjun's height, it is not impossible. Today, Yang Wenjun has made this kind of good relationship, but he is not afraid that Zhuo Junlin will seize his phoenix head. If all the heroes of the human race are such selfless people, within a hundred years, the demon race will never have the possibility of competing with the human race again."

A strange color flashed in Qing Ronghai's eyes: "Is the human race so scary?"

"The energy of the green dragon, the power of the white tiger, and the god of the black womb." A trace of solemnity flashed in Feng Tianhuang's eyes: "As a human race, Zhuo Junlin has mastered the essence of the three tribes of the ancient four-way demon emperor. If he is baptized with the spiritual blood of the Vermillion Bird, his body can be further improved."

"Boss, what do you want to do?" Zhu Yan looked alert.

This always calm boss made Zhu Yan feel a little confused at this time.

Feng Tianhuang's thoughts were so fast that Zhu Yan felt that she could not keep up with her pace.

"Bai Yingxue is the descendant of the Tiger Emperor, with a noble status. If you want to come back openly, how can you not pay some price?" A trace of solemnity flashed in Feng Tianhuang's eyes: "Now Zhuo Junlin is a hero of the human race. It is the best time to get along with him, and it is time to resolve the grudge between the demon race and the human race."

Xuan Wushang's face changed rapidly, and a strange look flashed in his eyes: "Is the life and death revenge of the human race and the demon race over the years just written off?"

"Don't remember those fame and fortune that are invisible and intangible." A trace of bitterness flashed in Feng Tianhuang's eyes: "Is it really that important to have a little grudge with Yang Wenjun? If it weren't for Yang Wenjun's mercy, would you think you could escape from her hands? Don't think that your innate magical powers are immune to all laws and magical powers, and if she had used the magical sword in her hand, you would have been stewed into a pot of turtle soup long ago."

"I'll go,,,,,,,," Xuan Wushang couldn't help but be furious.

"Don't forget the sword light that was in the human camp last night." Feng Tianhuang's voice was cold: "You ask yourself, can anyone catch that sword? Even if the fourth brother is carrying the magical power of immunity, do you ask yourself if you can escape under that sword? What's more, the power of that magical sword has not been exerted at all."

All the demons changed their colors.

After a long time, Zhu Yan asked with a wry smile: "What kind of magic weapon is it?"

Feng Tianhuang shook her head and smiled bitterly: "The will of the Chongtian Sword is shining for dozens of miles. Even in ancient times, there were few such peerless magic weapons in the world. And the legendary ancient divine sword, besides the "Xuanyuan Sword" and "Chaos Sword", is probably the most famous of the holy weapon in Yang Wenjun's hand."

"Zhuxian Sword." Qing Fanhai exclaimed in a burst of voice.

As a descendant of the ancient Four-way Demon Emperor, Qing Fanhai knows many unknown secret history.

The faces of the demons changed again and again, and Zhan Kuangtian couldn't help but look up. If Yang Wenjun was really the legendary peerless divine sword in his hand, I'm afraid no matter any opponent, there would be no creature in the same realm to compete.

"Don't use Zhu Le's secret chess for the time being." Feng Tianhuang sighed lightly: "Before breaking up with the human race, Zhu Le should not contact you anymore."

"Yes." Zhu Yan replied in a low voice.

"When you are in a good mood, you can make a reasonable request to me within your ability." Feng Tianhuang smiled bitterly: "Then you go to Zhuo Junlin and use the spirit of the Vermillion Bird to cross the energy and break the realm of Zhuo Junlin."

"What." Zhu Yan was still thinking about asking Feng Tianhuang for some benefits at the beginning, but at this moment he couldn't help but be furious: "Boss, you'll have to die. As long as I have a breath, I, Zhu Yan, will definitely be irreconcilable with the hateful human race. I didn't go to deal with him because I was thinking about your overall situation. I actually wanted me to take the initiative to pass on the tantrum for that bastard. Your mind is not broken, right?"

Feng Tianhuang was covered in black lines: "Don't forget, your fourth brother is also a turtle, and he will have to be more swearing in the future."

Xuan Wushang: ",,,,,"
Chapter completed!