"This,,,,,,," Yang Wenjun's face changed slightly.

Shi Jing and Meng Xiaoyun's faces became increasingly ugly.

The Human Clan Order was issued just now, and now all races have known about their existence.

Could it be that it will be kicked out again in just one day?

"Miss Yang, I am a rough man and don't understand any great principles." Zhao Menglong sighed: "For so many years, the human race has declined and all races have taken advantage of each other. How can we really take us seriously? The human race has been waiting for so many years, and finally I have just seen a little hope. Do you just let this hope be shattered? As for the human race order, I am willing to make it work hard to save it. Even if I ask me to apologize for death and to rest in the name of the human race, I will do whatever I can."

"The old general is wrong." Yang Wenjun shook his head.

"What's wrong?"

"Can't I, Yang Wenjun, not a human tutor or a general, work for the human race? Is it possible that my name and position will limit the blood of our millions of human race's army?" Yang Wenjun shook his head and sighed: "In my Yang Wenjun, status and reputation have never been taken into consideration. These two people have fought side by side with me, and they also have passion and ambitions. They are more suitable than me.

Yang Wenjun strode to Shi Jing and gently helped Shi Jing up: "This old man Shi was once the monarch of the Qingyu Empire of the human race. Under the rule of Mr. Shi, the Qingyu Empire has changed from a weak country that is controlled everywhere to its current overlord in just a few decades. If we are in charge of the overall situation, we will not be able to ask ourselves."

Then Yang Wenjun pointed his finger at Meng Xiaoyun: "This General Meng was once a general of the Qingyu Empire and once led hundreds of millions of human elite troops to fight the ghost army. Even if the blood flowed into a river, the human army never took a step back. When it comes to planning, the decisive victory for thousands of miles, and the younger generation is absolutely not as good as the younger generation. In terms of military tactics and strategies, the younger generation cannot compare with each other."

Everyone's faces changed slightly, and their eyes became strange.

These two people actually have this kind of identity?

"Miss Yang, even though Mr. Shi and General Meng have extraordinary command and governance skills, their cultivation is probably too low!"

"The old general was wrong again."

"I'm wrong again?" Zhao Menglong couldn't help but be stunned.

"If the position of the sanctuary and the general must be the creature with the highest cultivation level, then in the future, will we just need the strong men of all races to fight together and then who will be the boss with the biggest fist?" Yang Wenjun sighed softly: "As the commander, you should have the ambition of the world, the strategy of maintaining the country and enriching the people, and the responsibility of rewards and punishments, and the right and wrong of black and white. As a general, you should have the heart to command the overall situation, be familiar with the difference between the enemy, be good at leading the troops and fighting, and plan to win a thousand miles. Even if the sanctuary and the general have a strong cultivation level, even if you reach the level of war, you will be considered a thug at most."

"I,,,,,,,,,," Zhao Menglong couldn't help but speechless.

Girl, you can brag more than me.

What kind of existence is Zhan Guxing? The most recognized strongest person on the entire battlefield of gods and demons. You actually say that he is just a thug?

If Zhan Guxing can only be considered a thug, then what kind of thing are we?

"The old general's eyes should be kept in the long run." Yang Wenjun walked to Zhao Menglong: "On the battlefield of gods and demons, the decline of the human race is not a matter of one day or a night, and it will never change in a short period of time because of any one. What the human race lacks most now is not powerful force, but a spirit of self-improvement. If we cannot find that spirit, even if we can temporarily push the human race to the altar, one day in the future, we will definitely fall even worse."

Zhao Menglong looked at Yang Wenjun with surprise.

"The battlefield of gods and demons will not be the end of the younger generation. There is more way to go and more things to do outside this battlefield of gods and demons." Yang Wenjun nodded gently: "I may need me even more there."

Zhao Menglong looked at Yang Wenjun in amazement, but could no longer say a word,,,,,,

After all, my own situation is still smaller, and what I see is limited by my eyes.

Zhuo Junlin looked at the blood man in front of him with a vigilant look, his eyes full of danger.

Even the hand that was reaching into the sleeve had already held the black gourd.

You don't even take a good look at your own virtues. You actually want to force me to accept me as your disciple to devour the original power of this boundless sea of ​​blood for you? Even if you are talking about the splendor, I have never believed you from beginning to end, and I still want to use force. Even if I can't beat you, I will never be at your mercy.,,,,,

At worst, it’s just a death-death battle. I’ll give you a gourd when I’m dying. I don’t believe that your current situation will not help you.

"What kind of eyes are you? You just don't believe me?" Mo Youming's voice was full of helplessness: "As long as you kowtow a few times, I can pass on your magical powers of the demon clan."

"Get out." Zhuo Junlin couldn't help but be furious.

"Boy, what do you mean?"

"You guys from the demon clan have no good things at all. I am a disciple of you and want to pass on all the magical powers I have finally cultivated to you. Is there such a reason in the world?" Zhuo Junlin's face was gloomy: "If I had been slowing down half a step just now, wouldn't I be dragged into the sea of ​​blood by you? As a human being, can you be more shameless? Can you really make me as easy to deceive as a three-year-old child?"

Mo Youming's eyes were full of innocentness: "You are caring about the cultivation methods of the three tribes of humans, demons and gods. With your current cultivation level, you will never be able to integrate them in a short period of time. If you spread the magical powers of my demons again, wouldn't it waste you more time? I will sort out the various magical powers you have practiced and then pass them on to you. Wouldn't it be twice as effective with half the effort?"

"Fraud, then fraud." Zhuo Junlin looked disbelief.

"I didn't fool you."

"I have never seen ten thousand people like you, and at least eight thousand have seen them before. Don't think I don't know what you want to do." Zhuo Junlin's face was full of anger: "A demon like you speaks better than singing, but he does it more than anyone else's. If I really believe you, I will probably not know how much I die."

"What benefits can I do if I lie to you?" Mo Youming's eyes were full of surprise.

"Can I know what benefits you can do? Can you have one of your demon creatures that can make people feel at ease?" Zhuo Junlin sneered: "How many people have believed your demon creatures over the years, and that one ended up with a good end?"

"How can you believe me?" Mo Youming's voice was filled with helplessness.

"I will never believe you no matter what I say." Zhuo Junlin's eyes were full of vigilance: "The best way for a guy like you who doesn't have a word of truth is to never believe it. If you want to deceive me, you are still a little tender. Although I don't know what your purpose is, I know one thing, and you will never be able to have a good intention."

"I,,,,,,,," Mo Youming gasped in his breath, his eyes were so cold that it was scary.

What kind of thing is this?

What a hob?

Who can train such a bitch? His mentality is so dark. Even if it is just a small and slight action, even some of the most common things will remind him of bad intentions?

What makes you angry the most is that now that I am a little doubtful about what this little bastard said about me, if I really have that kind of bad idea?

But, I'm really wronged!

If I could get rid of the sea of ​​blood and jump onto the altar, I would definitely let him see what it means to be truly bad intentions.

I just wanted to help you get up in a habitual way, but I was treated as bad intentions by you!

With your current cultivation level, you are so thin that you are as thin as a chicken skeleton, and you have no meat all over. What can you do if you have bad intentions?

"You kowtow a few times. I'll tell you about the magical powers of the demon clan. You can practice it yourself. This is OK!"

"no."

"I,,,,,,,,," Mo Youming now has the heart to strangle Zhuo Junlin.

Why did I just want to persuade you but you just don’t listen? There are so many creatures in this world who want to worship me as my teacher. If I hadn’t been trapped in this sea of ​​blood, I would have never met a living guy in my eyes. I would have to waste these words with you? As a human being, can you not be so dark?

"What do you want?" Mo Youming felt a little overwhelmed.

"Just stay away from me."

"I,,,,,,,," Mo Youming felt that he was about to be furious.

"I am the great protector of the demon clan. Among the entire demon clan, there are also creatures above tens of millions of people. Even if you look at the whole world, my demon Netherworld is also a powerful person who can rank the best."

"What's the matter with me?"

"Everyone of the most powerful people like us has their own pride. We never dare to deceive creatures like you."

"There shouldn't be called Tiantian here, and there is no third person who knows it. Even if you do something shameful, it is impossible for other creatures to know." Zhuo Junlin shook his head repeatedly: "Besides, how much can pride be worth a pound? Who knows if you are one of the shameless guys?"

"I,,,,,,,,"

Even with Mo Youming's mental state of mind, he was directly destroyed by his qi and almost fell into the blood pool.

"Have that boy's breath disappeared?"

The poisonous demon looked depressed and felt that he was not feeling well.

He was the one who carried the Master's Chaos Sword all over the street. In order to appease the little guys, I promised them with confidence that I would bring the cheap and annoying little guy back.

However, I have already tracked down the radius of 30,000 miles very carefully, but so far, I have found no clue at all.

The cows have already been blown away, I really can't afford to lose this face!

Could it be that there is still that blind bastard on this battlefield of gods and demons that dares to touch the person under my poisonous demons? If something really happens to that little guy, it will be a trivial matter. Even if I have a master, I will definitely not be able to make a bad deal. Even the demon girl and the demon son will definitely blame me for the rest of my life.

Grandma, if I had known that such a thing would happen, it would be better for me to follow them quietly, so would I have to be as passive as it is now?

There is no trace of it, and even the place where Zhuo Junlin fought with the other party has been carefully handled.

The creature who takes action must be a very professional veteran, and I must have done a lot of such things!

Moreover, the other party's cultivation level is definitely not below himself,,,,,,

This discovery almost made the poisonous demon stagger and fell to the ground. Why did I encounter such a thing? How many creatures have that little bitch offended on this battlefield of gods and demons? Even such a great practitioner is thinking about him. When I find him, I will definitely beat that little bitch first, so that you little bastard will cause trouble everywhere all day long.,,,,,

Then, I will get some special poison from me and put it on him. Even if I can't poison those bastards who dare to attack, if I encounter such a situation again in the future, at least I will know the general direction, right?

At this moment, the poisonous demon was extremely depressed.

Bragging to death!

If I hadn't had to set up a heroic character in front of those little guys to show my status at that time, I would have to make such a difficult situation now?

If people can't be found, they will be blamed for death when they go back?

"Are it that blind bastard who dares to attack the person I am hiding?"

The poisonous demon roared to the sky,

Demon Nether feels very unfair.

Even over the years, I have practiced to a state of tranquility and inaction, and I almost broke my skills in the words of this bastard in front of me.

I didn't do anything, but I had a good intention, but I was so suspicious of this little bastard. There was really no one else.

I wonder when I was so hard to speak when I was so powerful in the world?

In a word, how could a few people who are willing to follow me and flatter me?

I have encountered a bastard like this little bastard. No matter what I say, I don’t believe it at all. Did I offend you when did the creatures of the demons offend you? Did I dig your ancestral grave when I could actually disbelief of our demons?

"Boy, I really didn't lie to you." Mo Youming felt that he was very depressed and never felt so wronged: "If I really wanted to harm you, how could I tell you so much with all my heart? You and I are trapped here now. This is the only hope. If this continues, before I get transformed into the sea of ​​blood, you will definitely be transformed into the sea of ​​blood."
To be continued...