Immortal King Yundi shouted coldly, his eyes scanning towards the Martial Lords of the Gods and Demons behind him.
The fat man from the Demon Clan had pretended to take action before, but the God Clan Martial Lord remained motionless at all.
They really want to see the war between the human race and the fairy race.
When the time comes, the human race and the fairy race will be in a panic, and neither race will survive!
Now the immortal race and the human race are tit for tat, but in fact they have never taken any serious action.
However, Zhao Huanhuang took action twice, and even the two Martial Lords were not so damaged in a small war.
For a large clan, Wu Zun can already shake the foundation of the clan!
"That's indeed the truth." Zhao Huanhuang said indifferently, and a glimmer of hope ignited in the eyes of the despairing Zhe Jun in his hand.
Emperor Yun also looked relaxed.
"In that case, let's exchange the Holy Tribulation Secret Realm for him." Zhao Huanhuang laughed lightly.
"Impossible!" Emperor Yun gritted his teeth!
"Immortal King!" Everyone wailed.
"Shut up!" Emperor Yun shouted coldly, and despair reappeared in Zhejun's eyes.
"Then take ten emperor-level elixirs and Chen Liang's life."
Zhao Huanhuang spoke again.
"Eight!" Emperor Yun shouted.
"Ten."
"Eight!"
"Ten!"
The two people kept making noises, and everyone around them had strange eyes.
Of course, the eyes of the Immortal Clan's Prodigy were filled with worry, while the Feather Clan's Prodigy was hesitant, where had their Martial Lord gone?
"Ten coins are fine, but this guy from the human race can't go back. If he wants to go back, he'll only give eight coins!"
Emperor Yun shouted coldly.
Asking for money and people is not such a good thing.
Even if the human boy is just a weakling, he can still serve as a condition for negotiation at this moment.
It's not about whether a weak person is worth two emperor-level elixirs.
What we see is the attitude of the top management of the human race towards the genius of the human race.
Zhao Huanhuang fell silent.
"That's it, Chen Liang, come back."
Liu Zihua said indifferently.
Zhao Huanhuang pursed his lips slightly and stopped when he wanted to say something.
"Zhao Wuzun!" There was a sudden low voice. This time it was not Emperor Yun who spoke.
It was impossible for Emperor Yun to call Zhao Huanhuang Zhao Wuzun.
The speaker was a person that everyone had forgotten.
Chen Liang stood in front of the teleportation mirror and looked at Zhao Huanhuang and Liu Zihua.
"Teachers, I, Chen Liang, came here with no intention of going back alive. You don't need to use me as a bargaining chip!"
He shouted in a low voice, but his eyes were full of indifference.
"I know that Teacher Liu is old and may not be as hard-hearted as he used to be, but there is really no need to worry so much about a weakling like me.
I came here with great ambitions! "
His eyes gradually became clearer and he said loudly:
"I don't want to go back alive, I want to let the human race know that I, Chen Liang, was a weakling who murdered a Martial Lord from the Immortal Clan!
I want to let the humans know about me, and make Junwu feel that he owes me and Chen Liang!
Let Junwu have to treat my family and my sister well! "
He spoke quietly and suddenly laughed out loud, like a spring breeze:
"Besides, the Martial Saint of Ten Thousand Tribulations is still here, how can I, Chen Liang, go back like this?"
Under everyone's gaze, blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of Chen Liang's mouth, his eyes trembled, and he fell down.
Liu Zihua was stunned for a moment, gritting his teeth and closing his eyes tightly.
Chen Liang was about to die, but when he was at his most arrogant, God revealed his name with a thunder calamity.
But someone poisoned him, destroying his qualifications and destroying his future.
Originally, there were only a few days left to live.
When he came to the Immortal Clan, he planned to die.
At this moment, he has no plans to return to the human race.
He wants to maximize the value of his life.
Let the military department feel that his death is worth thousands of gold, and bless his sister to have a worry-free life, and his mother to be rich and prosperous in her old age.
Once a person has decided to die, no matter how much hope you give him, he will not choose.
"poor child."
Liu Zihua spoke in a low voice.
The surroundings became quiet, and Immortal King Yundi also narrowed his eyes, with a sense of danger in his heart.
Da da.
A pretty figure appeared in front of the fallen Chen Liang, a beautiful woman with blue hair and red eyes.
She slowly stretched out her hand, picked up Chen Liang's body with a trace of energy and blood, and sent it to the teleportation mirror.
"Pei Ning!"
On the side of the God Clan, the female Martial Lord exclaimed.
At the same time, Emperor Yun's eyes were also focused on Pei Ning, which was extremely dangerous.
"He...is already dead." Pei Ning said, her eyes cold.
"Put it down!" A low voice shouted, and murderous intent appeared in Emperor Yun's eyes.
Is this the daughter of Li Baiyi and the Sword Spirit Goddess?
With a flick of his hand, Chen Liang's body instantly flew into the sky.
boom!
It exploded into thousands of pieces and scattered throughout the world.
"Ten pieces, just ten pieces. In five days, the Shen Yun battlefield will be delivered!"
Emperor Yun roared, his coldness exploding.
"I regret."
With an indifferent voice, Zhao Huanhuang spoke coldly.
At this moment, he was looking at each other from the human race to the immortal race with Emperor Yun.
"Ah ah ah, Immortal King, Immortal King!"
Everyone screamed out in surprise, extremely frightened.
"Zhao Huanhuang!" Emperor Yun roared angrily!
Click!
Zhejun's neck was violently broken by Zhao Huanhuang.
boom!
A terrifying golden light suddenly burst out from Zhejun's body and spread out instantly, as if the golden sun was falling on the earth!
He looked at the violent Emperor Yun calmly, his eyes under the black cloth were extremely cold.
"Ahhh!"
Emperor Yun roared angrily.
"That's it, if the immortal clan starts a war..."
Zhao Huanhuang said indifferently, and the teleportation mirror slowly disappeared as the teleportation device was destroyed.
"so what?"
…………
Then everything went quiet.
Emperor Yun's face was gloomy, like a pool of death, as if filled with great terror.
Everyone present was frightened, staring at Emperor Yun who was extremely gloomy at this moment.
"Pei Ning, come back quickly!"
The God Clan Martial Lord gave a low shout and waved one hand, and Pei Ning was brought back to the God Clan camp by the strange power.
"Shan Cang!"
Shanzhen gritted his teeth and stood up. He looked at Lin Tian with his severed arm, extremely angry.
Lin Tian stood quietly, staring at the sky in the distance, looking at Shan Zhen at this moment.
Cold, like ice-like killing intent.
Shan Zhen's eyes narrowed, and the anger in his heart was extinguished like a flame by this coldness.
In those eyes, the madness hidden under the coldness made people's hearts tremble.
He gritted his teeth and returned to his original position.
In his heart, there were a thousand or ten thousand thoughts of killing Lin Tian, but he held back.
After all, the Immortal King is extremely angry now.
If he jumps out again, it will make the Immortal King unhappy.
boom!
On the horizon, a burst of air suddenly appeared, a long wave of air hung across the sky, and a figure flew towards him.
It was the Yu Clan Martial Lord wearing a monocle.
There was some panic and anger in his eyes.
"Someone is trying to kill me and has been suppressing me!"
He growled, looked at Emperor Yun, narrowed his eyes, and saluted.
"Feather Hunting!"
Emperor Yun roared, and a trace of panic appeared in Yu Lie's eyes, and then he asked blankly:
"What happened here?"
No one spoke, only Emperor Yun looked at Yu Lie coldly.
After a while, the coldness gradually subsided.
Emperor Yun left with Yu Lie and returned soon after.
His face was gloomy, and Yu Lie's face was not pretty at all.
