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Chapter 129 What is the origin?

A figure in the air swept into the air. Yang Wenjun held the green breeze in his hand and his eyes were cold: "A strong person in the holy realm?"

"Although the Holy Realm monks and the God Transformation Cultivator are only one level apart, they are like the difference between heaven and earth." A man in black sneered: "It is said that Miss Yang once retired from the Holy Realm monks. We brothers have always had doubts, but they didn't expect that when we saw this today, Miss Yang's sword skills were indeed superb. With the cultivation level of the God Transformation Cultivator, it can hurt our brothers' flesh. This achievement alone is enough to be proud."

Seeing this, Feng Tianhuang was anxious and wanted to escape. Ye Chen's body changed, but suddenly withdrew the Immortal Golden Bell, held the giant axe in his hand, and entangled Feng Tianhuang tightly.

Han Tong Li Hun was also fierce at the same time, but he was also entangling Zhan Kuangtian and Xuan Wuzuo.

The creatures in the demon clan were eager to protect the altar, but the group of men in black brought by Ye Chen laughed strangely at the same time, blocking all the tribes of the demon clan.

"The creatures of the Ghost Sect are indeed despicable, but they use all means." Qing Fanhai couldn't help but be furious: "The creatures in the world have already had a covenant. On the battlefield of the three tribes, there must not be any existence that transcends the realm of the God Transformation. The Ghost Sect is acting like a big surprise. Not only does it secretly attack, but it also dispatches powerful people in the holy realm, which really opens our eyes."

"We will never be tired of deceitful soldiers." A man in black laughed: "We can do everything we can to compete on the battlefield. Besides, we are not on the three battlefields now, but in a small world opened up by a certain sage and powerful man. There are strange and evil sects everywhere here, and there must be many treasures. Even if our brothers come here, how can we enter the treasure mountain and return empty-handed?"

"Do you think you will definitely take us?" Yang Wenjun sneered: "Now there are elite human race gathered here. Asura's life and death are uncertain. How can the demon race give up with you? Do you really think that we can kill all of us here?"

"Human race?" Another man in black sneered: "Miss Yang, you have to figure it out that this is just a grudge between us and the demon race. If you stand by and watch, we will not make things difficult for you. But if you must collude with the demon and make such a crazy move, Zhu Ying of the human race may not be as crazy as you. As for the demon race, there are only two little ghosts left in the God Transformation Realm. Do you think they dare to take action?"

As they spoke, the two men in black changed their figures, but they each forced Yang Wenjun and Qing Fenghai to each other.

No one dared to be careless about these two famous peak powerhouses in the God Transformation Realm.

"What should I do?" Wan Liyun couldn't help but be anxious: "The fact that the Ghost Sect is extremely abominable. There has been an agreement on the battlefield of the three tribes that the powerful people in the holy realm will never be allowed to exist. Even though Yang Wenjun had a case of fighting against the powerful people in the holy realm, there are differences in strength and weakness in cultivators of the same realm. These two powerful people in the holy realm seem to be Yi's kind."

All the heroes of the human race changed their qualities, but no one dared to speak first.

The demon and the three-headed demon looked at each other, and their bodies were as lightning, but they jumped to Asura like lightning. At this time, Asura had already fainted. The demon picked up Asura and flashed, but the three of them disappeared into the small world at the same time.

"It seems that the creatures of the demon race still have self-knowledge, but they are unwilling to cause trouble." The man in black sneered: "As it happens, why not retreat now and still be able to save his life."

"Stupid things." Han Tiantong couldn't help but be furious: "No matter what sneaky thing you are, the human race is always upright in dealing with the world. Even if you are unable to defeat, you will only die. How can you, a shameless person, be insulted?"

As he spoke, Han Tiantong strode out and glared at the two men in black.

Wanliyun's eyes lit up, and he also strode forward: "We will not interfere with the grudge between you and the demon clan. If we want to attack our human brothers, although our Taoism is low, we cannot compare to the seniors. But so many of us may not be afraid of you."

The other human races all stepped forward, showing their anger.

"You all mean that as long as we don't attack the human race, we will be neither enemies nor friends, right?" The man in black sneered: "If it is better, our brothers will offend you so much. Please forgive me. After we seize this treasure, we will definitely not forget to leave some benefits to you."

Zhu Ying each had anger in his eyes, but no one spoke.

"Although the senior said that there will be some benefits for the human race afterwards, I want to ask for something from my senior first." Zhuo Junlin's eyes lit up: "If the senior's cultivation power is irresistible afterwards, no one can stop the two seniors. It is better to have one gold in hand than ten gold before. I don't know what the two seniors mean."

Luo Shuixian's face turned pale: "Young Master Zhuo, you are so shameless."

The man in black laughed: "There are strange things every day, but there are a lot today. A mere little monk with a shackle mirror dares to ask for benefits from the powerful people in the holy realm. Don't you know that we can destroy you with just one thought? However, our brothers are in a very good mood today, but they will not care about you, the younger generation. Tell me, what benefits do you want? As long as we brothers can take them out, they will never refuse."

"Really?" A hint of joy flashed across Zhuo Junlin's face: "Then I will thank you for your senior first."

"Shameless."

"Scum."

“Mutual,,,,”

All the human races present cursed, and the demon races were even more hated and gritted their teeth when they heard this. If they weren't entangled by their opponents, many demon races would have planned to kill the shameless people of this human race first.

The man in black smiled even stronger: "You also saw that the grimaces of these human races could not see the benefits of others. This is the hateful thing about human nature. Just speak up whatever you want."

Zhuo Junlin sighed softly: "I only want two people to use their heads."

"What?" The man in black suddenly became gloomy.

All the other human races were ashamed.

However, the creatures of the demon clan felt guilty, but they were all braver, and they killed even more in the darkness of the sky and the earth.

"Seniors don't have to be frightened to this point. I really want the heads of the two seniors." Zhuo Junlin sighed softly: "No matter what kind of creature this coffin is or what level it was in his lifetime, the dead are gone, and the seniors should not disturb the rest of the dead. The Nine Ancestral Dragons are not only the great sages respected by the demon clan, but also the seniors respected by the human race. Even if the seniors are intentionally making trouble, what's wrong with the juniors wanting their lives?"

"Rareless." The man in black couldn't help but be furious: "A small human cultivator in the Shackle Realm, but an ant that can be destroyed at will, wouldn't he dare to speak out here?"

"What I rely on for is just that I have been born a few years longer than us." Zhuo Junlin sneered: "If you really have the ability, you might as well suppress your cultivation and fight with me at the same level. As long as you can beat me in the same realm, you can turn around and leave. Everyone in the human race will never interfere in the grudges between the senior and the demon race."

"Do you think that if you defeat the three-headed demon, you are really invincible at the same level?" The man in black sneered: "Even if you suppress the realm and the knowledge and experience of the powerful people in the holy realm are definitely not comparable to you. If you are not afraid of death, our brothers are willing to help you."

"Then let's fight." Zhuo Junlin sneered, but a trace of light flashed in his eyes.

"You,,,,," the man in black couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

"Even if it's a battle at the same level, Wenjun wants to join in the fun." Yang Wenjun sneered, but the sword pointed at another man in black: "Since Mr. Zhuo has chosen another one, I'll take a fight with the senior."

"I just don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick." The man in black sneered: "The strong people in the holy realm can move mountains and seas with their thoughts, and their divine power is vast. Even if you are called geniuses in your respective fields, you are not strong people in the holy realm. It is hard and easy to break. If you can be more humble, you may be able to grow up."

Yang Wenjun was not afraid at all: "When the human race fought at the same level, how could the human race have ever been afraid?"

"When did we brothers agree to fight at the same level with you two younger generations?" The man in black sneered: "The so-called invincibility of the same level is simply a joke. A true strong man has far better cultivation than you. Who will fight at the same level with you weak flying ants?"

Zhuo Junlin also sneered: "As it happens, have you ever ignored morality and consolidated your human ethics?"

"Morality is just an excuse to restrain the strong." The man in black said in a chill: "If the weak all look for this excuse, how can there be true morality? What we do is worthy of our own morality."

"It's great," Zhuo Junlin sighed softly.

As he spoke, Zhuo Junlin changed his figure, but he slowly walked to Zhu Ying, the human race: "Everyone, do you still remember the formation when he fought against the master of the Ghost Sect that day? This man ignored morality and human ethics and was not considered a real opponent at all, and we don't need to talk to him about any morality."

Zhu Ying's face changed slightly, and they looked at each other, but no one spoke.

As Wan Liyun said, if the human race was fighting at this time, no one would give up.

But it was the demon clan and the ghost sect fighting fiercely. Both sides were the life-and-death enemies of the human race, and the kind of death hatred that could not be resolved at all. For anyone, it was a perfect end to the truth at this time, let alone the situation was even more unfavorable. Although everyone present was an elite of the clan, no one had ever fought with a powerful person in the holy realm.

"Are you unwilling to take action?" Zhuo Junlin sighed: "Are you thinking about the little bit of hatred with the demon clan? You may not know the identities of these two seniors, but you know it clearly. Although these two people call themselves people in the Ghost Sect, and Ye Chen and others are fighting for help, have you never thought that they have other identities?"

"Other identities?" Wan Liyun couldn't help but wonder.

Luo Shuixian's face changed: "Are you saying that they are not ghost creatures at all?"

"Demons." Yang Zhan's face changed and he exclaimed in dismay.

The man in black couldn't help but change his face: "What are you talking nonsense? How could we be the demon clan?"

"The creatures of the Ghost Sect and the creatures of the Demons carry a smolder demonic energy." Zhuo Junlin sneered: "The creatures who are not familiar with and worry naturally cannot know the difference between them. It's just that the demonic energy of the demonic creatures carries a trace of yang energy, while the creatures of the Ghost Sect carry an endless karma fire. Even if they are in the fiery fire, they are just fire of ice flames."

The man in black laughed strangely: "That is, unfamiliar creatures are not clear. Are you familiar with demon creatures? Or are you related to ghost creatures?"

Zhuo Junlin didn't say anything, but a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Many humans present also flashed a hint of alertness in their eyes.

The boy in front of him really has an inexplicable weirdness.

His combat power is extremely evil, and he is also proficient in the innate magical powers of dozens of bloodlines of the demon clan. At this time, he could see the difference between the demon clan and the ghost creature at a glance. This eye ability is definitely not understandable to Zhuo Junlin's current cultivation level. Even the most mysterious Daozi present, who had seen someone, had never distinguished the true identity of the man in black for a while.

With the benefit in front, the creatures of the demon race actually hurt Asura severely in order to hide from everyone's eyes and ears. At this time, facing this evil boy who had no idea of ​​his origin, no one dared to truly believe it.

"Junior brother." Yang Wenjun chuckled: "As a disciple of the 'Guardian of the World', he should protect the world. No matter what evil demons and heretics he is, he can give it a try. If he wins, he should be a training. If he loses, he will have the strong men in the pavilion to protect the world and will never sit by and see you in danger."

All the creatures present changed their expressions.
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