Chapter 2925 Dedicated to obliterating the Dragon Clan?
"Where can there be so many ninth-grade emperors from the immortals, demons... and the ancient gods?" A strong man from the human race exclaimed with his eyes widened.
boom!
The sky above the entire camp was shrouded in gloom.
Not just him.
Kong Sheng, Tongtian, Fengdu Ghost Emperor and others were also shocked by this scene.
Thousands of ninth-grade…
What concept?
Even when the prehistoric ancient clan was at its peak, there were not so many ninth-grade experts.
Who has seen such a battle?
Kong Sheng's face also flashed a look of despair. Not to mention the ancient ancient tribes now, there are only two camps left: the human race and the Fengdu ghost race. Even if everyone is here, I'm afraid they can't handle thousands of ninth-grade people.
Let’s take turns to kill!
"Where... did they come from?" Fengdu Ghost Emperor gritted his teeth and asked with crazy eyes.
"Psychic energy can..." Kong Sheng took a deep breath and said in a tired voice.
"Is that the ancient dominant force?" Fengdu Ghost Emperor looked back at him and asked.
Kong Sheng nodded, a little lonely, and said: "Other than that, I can't think of where else they could have thousands of ninth-grade ones. If they had such strength early in the morning, we, the ancient tribe, would probably have been killed earlier."
It was destroyed.”
A strong man from the ghost clan frowned: "Didn't you say that your human clan's Xuanyuan and Ying Zheng have passed away? Why haven't they come back yet?"
"I'm afraid something has happened to them." Kong Sheng said with a bitter smile.
"..." A group of strong men from the ghost clan.
boom!
The human camp was shaking for a while.
Thousands of ninth-grade emperors came in, and in just an instant, hundreds of thousands of tribesmen and ghost tribes died in their hands, without the ability to fight back.
Seeing this scene, the ninth-grade ghost general following Fengdu Ghost Emperor also showed a look of horror on his face. He looked at Kong Sheng and said anxiously: "Emperor Kong, what should we do now?"
"..." Kong Sheng smiled bitterly, not knowing how to answer.
Thousands of ninth-grade emperors were evenly distributed among them, and one person had to deal with dozens or hundreds of foreign emperors. How could this be done?
Seeing that he remained silent, the ghost general hurriedly said: "If it doesn't work, let's go back to the realm gate. Didn't the person named "Luo..." say that there is a way to break through to the ninth level?"
"In this way, as long as one of us can break through to the ninth level, no matter how many ninth-level immortals, demons...we have, we can sweep them away."
"Can you... dare to guarantee that no one among the immortals and demons can break through to the ninth level? You must know that they have also entered the Psionics Association, and the matter of the Realm Gate must not be exposed, otherwise, once they are allowed to break in
If you go in, it will be a disaster for the entire ethnic group." Kong Sheng sighed quietly.
"Then what should we do? We can't open our eyes and wait for death." This ghost general was anxious.
Not just it.
Other ghost tribes also started to commotion.
Compared with the human race, their nature is much different. Faced with the threat of death, more and more tribesmen become uneasy.
Seeing this scene, the Fengdu Ghost Emperor's face suddenly turned cold. With just one slap, the ninth-level ghost general was turned into a soul mist. After seeing that everyone else was shocked, he looked around at everyone with expressionless expressions.
of,
He said: "Death, what are you afraid of? It's not like we have never died before. Don't forget that our wives, children, descendants and descendants are all still within the boundary gate."
"Confucius is right, the boundary gate cannot be opened. Otherwise, once these bastards break in, it will be a real disaster. From now on, whoever dares to say anything about opening the boundary gate, don't blame me for it."
You're welcome."
Buzz, buzz...
The Fengdu Ghost Emperor let out a "Huh!", and the aura from his body swept out instantly. He was the emperor who was in charge of a realm. His blood alone was enough to suppress these clansmen.
Seeing that the ghost tribe is no longer rioting.
Kong Sheng also breathed a sigh of relief: "Now it seems that we can only fight to the death."
"Then let's fight with these bastards." Fengdu Ghost Emperor roared loudly and rushed towards those ninth-grade aliens.
Not only it, but also all the strong men on the human race side also regarded death as if they were dead.
With the participation of thousands of ninth-grade experts, immortals, demons... the casualties here were instantly reduced to an extremely low level.
As for the humans and ghosts, there were countless casualties.
In less than half a day, more than half of the nearly 10 million humans and tens of millions of ghosts were dead.
Corpses filled the camp.
Some immortals, demons... even started to chew on the human corpses.
"Are these Mao people crazy?" Xian Qiong frowned, with a disgusted look on his face, and said: "Half of their casualties are already over, but they are still charging here and not retreating to the boundary gate?"
Demon Oyster, Gu You and a group of Super Ninth Graders all looked at Long Wenzhang silently.
Obviously, its plan failed.
What followed him and entered the realm gate...
These ancient tribes have no intention of retreating. If this continues, even if they die to the last person, they may not reveal the location of the realm gate.
When Long Wenzhang saw this, his face was so dark that he could drip water.
It also didn't expect that hundreds of billions of years had passed and it would still be slapped in the face by the "Human Ancestors..." lineage. It was simply a great shame and humiliation.
He gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, "Madeh, all the ancestors of human beings - horses are not things. Are you here to catch me and make fun of you?"
After the scolding, my mood became much clearer.
But when he saw that they were still fighting stubbornly, not even counting casualties, their expressions turned gloomy again.
Looking at Centihuang who was still looking for the realm gate beside him, he asked in a buzzing voice, "How is it? You haven't found it yet?"
Centihuang opened his eyes, shook his head and said sadly, "I can't find it."
"If my guess is correct, this gate is most likely arranged by the human ancestors or the president himself. Without tens of thousands of years of groping inch by inch, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to find the edge."
After hearing this, Long Wenzhang was also very depressed.
The horse has reached this point, but there are still ups and downs. If the president has arranged it well, its mentality will not be unbalanced, but if it was arranged by Renzu himself...
Just step on it - Marco was angry.
In the Psionics Association, I was about to be promoted to vice-president, but I didn't want to be overtaken by Ren Zu.
Forget it, later on, his direct disciples also died at the hands of the descendants of the ancestors.
There are simply too many things like this.
It can be said that during the whole life of Long Wenzhang in the Psionic Society, he either lived in the shadow of the Human Ancestor, or had his resources intercepted by the other party one after another. Until now, the other party has disappeared for no one knows how many years, and he is still stepping on - Ma Zai
Against yourself?
Is this "Human Ancestor..." lineage sent by God to defeat him?
"Brother Long, do you still want to continue killing?" Yu Huan also said with confusion.
Keep killing.
Once all these ancient tribes are dead, it will be impossible to find the Realm Gate.
Normally, they wouldn't matter, since time outside the sky is not valuable anyway.
But it's different now. There are still several ancient tribes practicing in the Psionic Society. One of them is inheriting everything from the Psionic Society. If he comes out with the Psionic Society...
Just think about it.
Just make it feel uncomfortable.
…
Seeing these descendants of "Human Ancestors...", more than half of them were dead or injured, and they were still resisting.
Centihuang's face suddenly darkened, and he gritted his teeth, "Grrrr..." and complained loudly, "Made, these bugs are just as disgusting as their ancestors. They can't be beaten, either."
Don’t know how to escape? I really want to twist their heads off one by one.”
Yu Huan nodded in agreement and said, "It's indeed a bit tricky, but I don't know how to work around it..."
"If you can't beat me, then run away!"
"If we simply retreat to the boundary gate, everyone can save a little trouble."
"..."
I heard the complaints from these two people.
Xian Qiong, Mo Oyster and Gu You couldn't help but smile bitterly. They looked at each other and remained silent in tacit understanding.
The conflict between them and the ancient tribes did not last for just a day or two, but for millions of years.
During this period, there have been countless battles and minor frictions. They naturally know how difficult these fur tribes are to deal with.
But what they didn't expect was that the opponent's casualties were already so severe, and they could still hold on to the camp without moving. It was simply unbelievable.
Seeing that beside Kong Sheng, several eighth- and ninth-level experts had died on the spot, Mo Oyster also frowned.
Looking at Long Wenzhang, he hesitated for a moment, and then said cautiously: "Senior, based on... my understanding of these Mao people, if I continue to kill them, they will probably be broken."
"What...what do you mean?" Long Wenzhang frowned and looked over suspiciously, as if he didn't quite understand the phrase 'break the jar, break the jar...'.
After all, writing is a vast and profound thing, and the inheritance of foreign races is mostly about martial arts and family history, and they are good at going straight.
It's not like the human race which has so many classics, documents and quotations.
For example, proverbs such as 'If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of materials to burn', 'If you take a step back, the sea and the sky will be brighter...', Xianqiong and Demon Oyster also learned it from the human race.
Even though it was just a few simple words, it was undoubtedly a shocking and deafening warning to these aliens.
This is also the reason why as soon as the human race comes to the outer world, they will join forces to target them.
After all, everyone is used to being barbaric, why should you be superior to others?
If you are too smart, you will naturally suffer jealousy and dissatisfaction from others.
Seeing that not only Long Wenzhang, but also Yu Huan and Centipede looked at him with bewildered expressions, Mo Oyster paused and didn't know how to explain the words "Broken jar, broken jar...".
According to its thinking, these things spoken by the Mao people can only be understood and cannot be expressed in words.
But now that I have said it, it will definitely not work if I don’t give these guys an explanation.
It thought for a moment and then said slowly: "Just... once more people die, kill the red eyes. I'm afraid those fur tribesmen above us will die together with us."
After hearing this, Long Wenzhang nodded unconsciously.
Above, kill the red eye...
It could still understand these words, looked at the oyster and said, "Then do you have any other ideas?"
The magic oyster said "Hmm..." and said: "The best way is to use coercion and inducement."
"Let's be clear, how can we use coercion or inducement?" Centihuang asked dissatisfiedly, frowning.
Not just it.
Yu Huan and Long Wenzhang also had looks of anticipation on their faces.
After all, although these heroic spirits have experienced countless killings in the Psionics Society, they have always been straightforward.
You dare not accept it? Then I will kill you until you are convinced.
As for conspiracies and calculations, there are very few.
Seeing that the killing was still going on, Demon Oyster did not dare to hesitate and spoke quickly, saying: "This is the last step that Senior Long said, first arrest all these Mao tribesmen."
"If you don't tell me, then kill these ants one by one in front of him to see how hard-hearted he is. If you don't compromise, you can use inducements and promise all kinds of huge profits..."
"Where did you learn these new words from?" Long Wenzhang rolled his eyes and said angrily.
"On them." Demon Oyster criticized the human camp, pursed his lips and whispered.
Centipede curled his lips and said: "Isn't it just to kill them first and make them scared, and then become a good person again? What the hell - coercion and inducement."
"..."Magic oyster.
Long Wenzhang didn't care so much, he looked straight at the human race, licked his lips, and said: "Let's intimidate them first, I want to take a look, is it the bones of these descendants of human ancestors that are stronger, or this one?"
The methods are even more ruthless."
"That's almost it. Yu Huan, use your great suppression technique to confine these bugs first. Otherwise, as it said, if you do it too hard, what will happen if these bugs break out of their jars?"
"good!"
Yu Huan nodded and said without any nonsense: "The Great Suppression Technique of the Heavens."
Buzz, buzz…
I saw its eyes suddenly condensed.
A huge word "Zhen..." flew out from between its eyebrows in an instant, exuding fear and power.
The people who were still fighting suddenly seemed to have fallen into a quagmire. Whether it was their treasures, their skills, or their bodies, they were all instantly imprisoned in place.
It feels quite like a body-fixing technique.
The scene looked extremely strange.
Tens of millions of creatures, all maintaining various weird postures.
With a gentle wave of Yu Huan's hand, the immortals, demons and ancient gods immediately regained their ability to move, and quickly retreated under the greetings of Demon Oyster and others.
Only the Prehistoric Ancient Clan could not move. Seeing this scene, Kong Sheng, Fengdu Ghost Emperor and others' expressions suddenly changed, and they looked at each other in horror: "What... is this method?"
A town word…
Tens of millions of living beings were all imprisoned.
Such a method was unheard of for them. After a brief moment of confusion, Kong Sheng suddenly woke up: "Super... Ninth Grade?"
Then I heard Long Wenzhang's voice suddenly ringing out: "Oyster, I'll leave the rest to you."
"Yes, senior!"
Magic oyster?
Did it come out of the Psionics?
As for the emperor, Ying Zheng and the others, could something really happen?
The moods of Kong Sheng, Sun Wu and others instantly sank to the bottom, before they could wake up from the bad news.
Then they saw the demon oyster, who had been in contact with each other for millions of years, slowly walking over with a group of clansmen whose auras were so strong that they trembled.
Not only the demons, but also Xian Qiong and Gu You are among them.
This scene made Kong Sheng completely desperate, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
Before it could speak, the magic oyster had already walked up to the camp and said with a smile: "Emperor Kong, it's been a long time no see!"
Kong Sheng took a deep breath and suppressed the uneasiness in his heart: "Demon Clan Leader, didn't we agree at the beginning that the ninth grade would not participate in the war?"
"Now that you are bringing an army of immortals and ancient gods to my camp to kill people, aren't you afraid that if you break the rules, the strong men of my human race will follow suit?"
…
"What are you imitating? Just..." Xian Qiong grinned and made a 'tsk', 'tsk...' sound.
Just as he was about to say a few words, he was interrupted on the spot by the coughing sound of the demon oyster. With a dark face and gloomy eyes, he said: "Chief Immortal, shut up."
"???"
The voice of Xian Qiong suddenly stopped.
The smile on his face suddenly froze, he turned his head slightly, looking at the magic oyster aside with a dull expression, and the veins on his neck suddenly popped out.
His fists were even more clenched with 'bang', and the 'bang...' was ringing in a low voice, and he said, "What...what did you say?"
Only a muffled sound of "Bang!" was heard.
The fairy mist surges.
The super-ninth-grade aura swept out, and he stared at the devil with fierce eyes. He was the leader of the clan after all, but he was actually scolded "shut up" in public, which made his face somewhat uncomfortable.
If Centihuang, Long Wenzhang and others were not still present, with its narrow-mindedness smaller than the tip of a needle, I am afraid it would have pounced on it and fought with the opponent.
Gu You, who was standing by, saw this and just smiled without getting involved, happily watching the show.
With the support of Long Wenzhang, Demon Oyster did not get used to it, but said calmly: "Since Senior Long has entrusted all the negotiation matters to me, please be careful and don't interfere indiscriminately.
"
This is a little bit of face, are you ready to give it away?
Still treading - don't mess with the horse...
Xian Qiong was angry, his eyes were red, and he said: "I... am as good as Nima, and I used chicken feathers as arrows..."
"Chief Immortal, please be quiet." Long Wenzhang raised his head and scolded him neither lightly nor seriously.
"..." Xian Qiong was speechless immediately, feeling aggrieved.
It dared to find trouble with the oyster, but it didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of these heroic spirits. It was also a super-grade creature, and it knew very well how terrifying these old monsters at the peak of the super-grade were.
Not to mention the immortal clan, even if all the clans outside the world were added together, they probably wouldn't be enough to hit the opponent.
Seeing that it was restrained, the magic oyster withdrew his gaze, looked at Kong Sheng opposite, smiled, and said: "Brother Kong, we don't even care about the agreement of "not attacking each other", are we still afraid that you Mao people will follow suit?
"
"What's more, you are the only ones left in the Mao Tribe today. How can you threaten our ancestral land and people?"
Kong Sheng's face changed and he was a little trembling: "Huang Emperor and the others..."
"What do you think?" Mo Oyster raised his eyelids and smiled meaningfully, as if he was worried that these ancient tribes would not believe it.
He also pointed behind him and said calmly: "The Psionic Society is not a kind place. It's just your Mao tribe's bad luck. Ninety percent of all tribes have come out, but all of your people have stayed.
It’s inside.”
Boom!
As soon as these words came out.
Not only the human... clan, but also the strong men from the Netherworld Ghost clan had expressions of despair on their faces.
Seeing that the preparations were almost done, Mo Oyster cleared his throat: "They all... say that God has the virtue of good life, and I don't want to cause more killings. As long as you bring these fur tribes and submit to us."
"I can make the decision and stop killing any of you. I can even carve out a training ground for you in the area of immortals, demons and ancient gods. How about that?"
Kong Sheng, Tong Tian and others were all stunned.
Looking at the magic oyster, his eyes were full of suspicion, and he was even murmuring in his heart. These three major tribes came here with their troops, not to annihilate them, but to incorporate the entire ancient tribe?
No matter how you look at it, there is something weird about it.
But it involved the life and death of tens of millions of living beings. Although Kong Sheng had doubts in his heart, he could only compromise.
After all, how could he, who has always been based on "benevolence and righteousness...", watch tens of millions of ancient people lose their lives?
Whenever there is a chance, he doesn't want to give up.
He looked lonely at others. After taking a deep breath, he was about to nod when he heard Li Er's voice sounded weakly: "Kong Sheng, you can't believe what this guy says."
"Why is God so virtuous that he can't bear to cause more killings? It's just a fart. They immortals and demons...have they caused less killings in recent years? Just the races they slaughtered must be no less than a hundred, I don't think so.
If you guess wrong, this bastard has ulterior motives..."
"Who are you?" Mo Oyster's face darkened and he looked straight at Li Er.
It didn't expect that the man named "Kong" was about to nod his head when a bad-ass dog suddenly jumped out of the sky.
Moreover, he is still an ant with a cultivation level of Half-Emperor Realm.
Seeing the magic oyster looking over, Li Er's face still showed no trace of fear.
So what if it’s super ninth grade?
How can you bend the backbone of the human race?
I saw him struggling to drag half of his scarred body, and looking directly at the demon oyster opposite him, neither humble nor arrogant, he said: "I am the contemporary emperor, I wonder what the demon clan leader has to say?"
"You... are looking for death!" Mo Oyster said with a sullen face as he spouted out a few words one by one.
Then, he waved his hand.
The super-ninth-grade aura, "Boom!" hit Li Er. Before anyone could react, the Human Emperor, who was only at the Half-Emperor realm, exploded into a cloud of blood mist in full view of everyone.
"Human Emperor..." Kong Sheng shouted hoarsely.
Other human races.
There was also commotion.
"You bastard, uncle, I will fight with you." The little tree demon, who was also scarred, roared loudly. With the aura of death remaining in his body, he actually withstood Yu Huan's suppression.
Tens of thousands of vines swept over the oyster.
It's a pity that its cultivation level is far inferior to that of Li Er, and it can only reach the Half-Emperor realm.
Such strength is simply not enough in front of Demon Oyster.
Before the vines could roll over, Demon Oyster waved his hand again, and the little tree demon that had already grown to a height of 10,000 meters, just like Li Er, exploded into blood mist in full view of everyone.
He killed two thorn-headed devil oysters on the spot. He let out a "Hmph!" in his nose and said expressionlessly: "Who wants to give it a try?"
Seeing Li Er, the little tree demons died tragically one after another.
Kong Sheng's face also turned pale. After all, he was still at the peak of the ninth level. How could he not see that the current Xian Qiong, Demon Oyster and others had broken through the limits of the ninth level and were completely beyond their ability to deal with.
In order to let these tens of millions of living beings survive, he could only say in pain: "Okay, I answer..."
The word "Yes!" hasn't been uttered yet.
Then I heard Sun Wu faintly say: "Kong Sheng, I can't agree. Xuanyuan Ceng said that our human race has gone through all kinds of dangers to achieve our current status. Therefore, even if we die standing, we can never live kneeling."
"What's more, if I'm not wrong, this dormitory may have ulterior motives for recruiting us. The only thing that can make them care about us is our world."
"world?"
Whoosh!
Kong Sheng's face became solemn and he looked straight at the oyster: "You... want our world?"
Seeing the purpose defeated.
Demon Oyster simply stopped acting: "Since you have surrendered to us, isn't it right to hand over the world?"
"That's really true!"
Kong Sheng "Huh..." sneered and said: "If you want our world, dream about it and kill us all if you have the guts. As long as the world of my human race is not destroyed, you damn aliens will pay the price sooner or later."
…
"Demon Clan Leader, you can't do it either!" Xian Qiong said "tsk", "tsk..." several times, and laughed happily.
"Noisy."
The magic oyster had a sullen face and ignored it.
Instead, he looked straight at Kong Sheng, with unknown fire gradually rising. He hated Li Er and Sun Wu in his heart, and his eyes were red.
If these two people hadn't jumped out to cause trouble, as long as Kong Sheng nodded and agreed to submit to their demon tribe, he would have had hundreds of ways to find out the whereabouts of the realm gate from the mouths of these Mao tribesmen.
Unfortunately, it still fell short.
Of course, it also knew in its heart that it couldn't entirely blame itself. Who allowed time to be so rushed and the plan to be too rough, so that others would see through it.
If you let it be carefully polished, you will be at least 70% or 80% sure of success.
However, the matter has been exposed, and it is useless to regret it.
I saw it quickly put itself in order, looked at Kong Sheng and sneered, saying: "Emperor Kong, you asked for this, so you can't blame me."
"Anyway, you would rather die than tell the whereabouts of the boundary door. In that case, let me take a look and see if you are more hard-hearted or if our methods are more ruthless."
"Mo Kui, do it!"
The demon oyster said "Huh...", with a cold look on his face. He looked at a super ninth-grade elder of the demon clan with a vicious look in his eyes and said: "Every half hour, kill 100,000 people, plus one
Ninth grade."
"Yes, Patriarch." Mo Kui nodded, without saying anything, he raised his hand and sacrificed a wheel-shaped treasure.
Just by throwing it away, tens of thousands of humans and ghosts died miserably under the wheel.
It didn't count the number of people in detail, but it stopped when it had almost killed them.
Finally, he set his sights on the ninth-level peak leader Tongtian. Compared with those "emperors..." or the little miscellaneous fish in the "half-emperor" realm, this kind of ninth-level creature cannot be wasted.
After it transformed into its true form, it opened its mouth wide and swallowed the Tongtian Cult Leader holding the Qingping Sword in one gulp.
Then he chewed it like "crunch", "crunch..." and his mouth was filled with blood.
Everyone who saw this scene was filled with rage. They looked at the demon oyster and cursed at the top of their lungs: "You bastards of the demon race, you will not die well."
"Just wait!"
"Our ancient tribe will sooner or later seek revenge on you..."
"..."
Hear these yells.
The magic oyster smiled and ignored it.
This is the effect it wants. If the person named "Kong..." is not heartbroken, how can he tell the whereabouts of the boundary door?
It's a pity that it still underestimated the character of these ancient peoples. If they simply surrendered and saved their lives, they might know the current affairs.
But when it comes to the homeland behind them, even the Netherworld Ghost Clan has chosen to remain silent...
Time flies and it's two days later.
The killing continues.
All the super-ninth-level warriors of the Demon Clan have almost forgotten how many ancient races they have devoured.
Anyway, the camp in front of us has been shrouded in blood mist, and broken limbs can be seen everywhere.
There were not many casualties among the Netherworld Ghost Clan. After all, the main body was just a cloud of ghost mist, and even the strong men of the Demon Clan had no intention of devouring them.
Compared to the delicacies of the human race, the Netherworld ghost race is far behind.
If you have a choice, you will naturally choose something better.
However, this was a painful experience for Kong Sheng. He saw with his own eyes that his tribe dropped from millions to hundreds of thousands in just two days, which almost broke his heart...
After waiting for two days, Centihuang, Long Wenzhang and others saw that these descendants of human ancestors were so stubborn and would rather die than tell the location of the exit, their faces became ugly, and they looked at Demon Oyster coldly: "
Can you do it?"
"If we continue to kill them, there won't be many of them left." Long Wenzhang said with a frown.
The devil smiled bitterly and had no way to defend himself.
These human bones were too hard, completely beyond its expectations, and it was at a loss to do anything for a while.
Just when I was about to give up, I saw a huge phantom of the tiger clan, with a bald head and an insect, walking over from far to near.
In just one step, he crossed hundreds of thousands of miles. Before anyone arrived, a voice came out: "Brother Long, Brother Centipede, you are unethical!"
"Tiger Sanyun, it has also recovered its physical body?" Several people were startled and looked over in surprise.
"Where is the Zoan clan? Why didn't you come..." Mo Oyster was stunned and muttered in a dull voice.
Seeing Hu Sanju coming over, Long Wenzhang nodded: "Didn't I say that it will take tens of thousands of years for you to recover?"
"I'm lucky. I made a few new friends and helped me solve my flesh and blood troubles, so I was able to rush over..." Hu Sanyuan smiled and didn't say much.
Instead, he looked at the human race that was being slaughtered, and said "Tsk", "Tsk..." a few times, with a strange face, "You have been here for a few days, and you still haven't found the location of the realm gate?"
Long Wenzhang was depressed and said angrily: "I didn't expect that these descendants of human ancestors would have such harsh mouths."
Saw several people.
Only Hu Sanyuan didn't have any scars on his body.
Yuhuan immediately became unbalanced, and smiled eccentrically, saying: "Unfortunately, it's useless even if you arrive. You can't find the location of the boundary gate, and no one can enter it..."
"Isn't it easy to find the realm gate?" Hu Sanjuan immediately laughed.
"Um?"
As soon as these words came out.
Centipede, Long Wenzhang and others, who were already helpless, suddenly froze and looked at it in surprise: "Do you have a way to find it?"
Hu Sanyuan nodded: "Of course you can find it, but before you look for it, I have a condition."
"What are the conditions? Tell me." Long Wenzhang said quickly.
Tiger Sanyuan raised his four paws and said calmly: "After the matter is completed, I will divide it into 40%."
"Are you crazy?"
Yu Huan was immediately unhappy and said: "One person will have 40% to himself, what should the three of us share?"
"Isn't there still 60% left?" Hu Sanyuan said with a smile.
"I also want 40%, and you two will split the rest." Long Wenzhang also said.
"???"
Yu Huan and Centi Huang were stunned.
A dull look on his face.
Before they could speak, they heard Long Wenzhang continue, saying: "If you are not willing, you can go find the Realm Gate yourself. If you can find it, I don't have to get involved."
"..." Yu Huan, Centi Huang.
Deep down in their hearts, both of them were extremely depressed.
If we could find this, why would we wait for the three tigers to come?
Seeing the strongest Ryumon Akira, the two of them have a vague tendency to join forces.
In desperation, they could only nod and agree. Now, there is still 10% left. If we really break up with them, there will be no 10%...
"I want to see how you find the realm gate." Yu Huan gritted his teeth and said in a buzzing voice.
"Don't worry, I won't let you down." Hu Sanjuan smiled, confident.