The two sides confront each other.
Master Jian suddenly sighed: "If you fall behind, you will be beaten, and if you are weak, you will be bullied. Boy, do you see that these hot dogs are planning to eat you humans?"
An Qing glanced at the arrogant Red Flame Python Clan and thought to himself: "Master Jian, are the human race so weak in other great realms?"
Master Jian said: "Not entirely, but it's almost the same, because the human race rose relatively late, and even in a few large worlds, the human race was treated as captive poultry before it even rose."
An Qing's eyes sank, and he sighed in his heart: "The human race is indeed too difficult."
Master Jian nodded: "It is indeed too difficult for the human race. They have always been trying to survive in the cracks. Once a strong person appears, they will be suppressed by a joint force. How many heroes face the situation of being isolated and helpless."
An Qing's heart moved: "So...what about the previous one? How was he?"
Master Jian fell into silence and said after a while: "He...has no relatives in the world. The human race was truly exterminated and had no comrades at that time. He finally fought his way out, but he still managed to survive." Die in a horrific calamity, alas!"
An Qing was greatly touched. He had no relatives in the world and was alone on the road of spiritual practice. What kind of scene would that be?
can not imagine.
An Qing thought: "Master Jian, I have always had a question in my mind."
Master Jian said, "Just tell me."
An Qing said: "What is the purpose of practicing?"
Master Jian replied without thinking: "To become an immortal."
An Qing was puzzled: "What is the purpose of becoming an immortal?"
Master Jian suddenly said: "Boy, actually I knew you would ask this question a long time ago, but I can't tell you why yet. When you really reach that state in the future, I will tell you truthfully why you must become an immortal."
An Qing sighed: "Okay."
He had thought about this question for a long time since An Qing had no worries about his life, but he never had the right time to say it.
An Qing suddenly thought of something: "Master Jian, you said they are spicy strips. What are spicy strips?"
Master Jian chuckled: "Boy, don't you know this? There is a magical food on earth called spicy strips. It is quite chewy. Because it looks similar to snakes, we call snakes spicy strips. That’s it.”
An Qing listened half-comprehensively, and suddenly the picture of the so-called spicy strips and snakes appeared in his mind. After observing carefully for a moment, he suddenly froze and couldn't help laughing.
An Qing murmured: "That's true!"
An Qing stood behind and lowered his head and talked to Master Jian. The old man in gray robe said: "Fellow human Taoists, since the exotic treasure was discovered in the jurisdiction of the human race, we don't want to monopolize it, but we don't want to give up. I thought about it for a long time and thought of a unique treasure. It’s a good idea, I wonder if you fellow Taoists would like to hear it?”
The Blood Slaughter Demon Lord hummed: "If you have something to say, you have to fart!"
An elder from the Crimson Flame Python Clan stared at the Blood-Slaying Demon Lord and sneered: "Fellow Taoist, please speak politely. Don't lose your life just because of a few words of argument."
The Blood Slaughter Demon Lord said coldly: "I've always been like this."
The old man in gray robe glanced at the elder, smiled and waved his hands and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. My idea ensures that the human Taoist friends will not suffer a loss, and the hope is that it will be greater than ours."
After hearing this, everyone looked at the old man in gray robe with puzzled faces, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.
Li Chunfeng didn't believe that such a good thing would happen, and said: "Fellow Taoist, just tell the truth, don't beat around the bush."
The old man in gray robe smiled and said: "Okay, okay, let me tell you straight. What I mean is, how many young people did your human race originally have to send? Now you can send as many young people as you want. We only need to send five young people from our race." That’s it.”
The human monks couldn't help but their eyes lit up when they heard this, but they soon became confused again.
The Nine Dao Tong originally planned to send thirty-six people, but according to what the gray-robed old man said, the Red Flame Python Clan only sent five people, so in terms of numbers, the Human Race had an absolute advantage.
Isn't it obvious that the human race is taking advantage?
The gray-robed old man said this, could he be kind?
No one among the human monks would believe it.
An Qing also frowned, thinking to himself: "What on earth does this old hottie want to do?"
Master Jian said disdainfully: "No matter what he does, if you go in when the time comes, kill all his disciples and roast them and eat them, or it will be over."
An Qing smiled and nodded: "This is a great plan!"
Not only the human monks were confused, but the Red Flame Python clan were also confused, and they all looked at the gray-robed old man without knowing why.
The old man in gray robe still smiled and continued: "Young people are full of vigor and vitality. They should be allowed to stand alone. As elders, you and I can't always take care of young people, so let them do what they can on their own." The only thing is to fight for what belongs to you. If you die inside, you can only blame them for their incompetence. You can’t blame anyone. We just need to wait here. No matter which tribe we are, as long as we can bring the rare treasures out from the cracks in space. What about that clan’s members who are from another clan can’t compete with each other?”
The old man in gray robe looked at the elders of the human race, and then glanced at the young talents of the human race with contempt and provocation, and added: "If you agree, I will immediately send a message to the ancestors of the Cave Void Realm of my clan so that they do not come here. .”
"Hmph! Elders, let's compete, I'm afraid they won't succeed!"
"That's right, there are only five of them, nothing to be afraid of."
The young talents of the human race were provoked by the gray-robed old man's gaze, and all of them became violent. Before the elders could say anything, they expressed their opinions angrily.
The elders frowned, feeling that things were not as simple as they imagined, but they couldn't think of any flaws.
Master Mingyang glanced at the gray-robed old man and said, "First call out those of you who want to enter the space rift, and let me wait and see before making a decision."
"That's fine."
The old man in gray robe nodded, then turned to look at his tribe and shouted: "Chi Lin, Chi Jin, Chi Hong, Chi Hai, Chi Long, you guys come out and let the strong men of the tribe take a look at you."
"Yes, elder."
The five people responded and walked out with fists in hand.
After seeing the five young members of the Crimson Flame Python Clan walking out, the doubts in the hearts of the elders of the Crimson Flame Python Clan immediately disappeared without a trace, and their faces were filled with smiles.
As for the human race elders, before the five people stepped forward one by one, they all snorted with disdain, but after the last person walked out, their pupils shrank sharply, and they couldn't help but look surprised.
The young member of the Crimson Flame Python Clan named Chilong was wearing a red robe, with a fire python wrapped around his body. His handsome and gloomy face showed strong self-confidence, and he looked indifferently at the human monks with his hands behind his hands.
I don't know if he did it intentionally, but after he walked out, the temperature around him suddenly rose, and with layers of heat waves spreading in all directions.
The grass was swept by this astonishing heat wave, instantly withering and burning.
The elders of the human race couldn't help frowning as they stared at the red dragon boy, their expressions becoming solemn.
Although the other four are also the best among this group of young Crimson Flame Python clan members, they are much more dejected in front of the Red Dragon, and they look like they are led by the Crimson Dragon boy.
Mr. Jian said in a deep voice: "This little hottie is much more powerful than that little girl named Duan."
Hearing this, An Qing stared at the Red Dragon boy, his eyes narrowed.
Sure enough, the aura exuded by the Red Dragon boy was far better than that of all the younger generations present.
Behind it, there is an illusory and majestic giant fire python that looks up to the sky and spits out monstrous flames, seeming to burn the world with endless flames.
Fairy Yunxia suddenly exclaimed: "Burning Sky Fire Python!"
