Chapter 142 Recite the Sword and Out

In the early days of Yunhuang, the human race was almost extinct. Some of these strong human beings, unwilling to be reconciled to the fate of extinction, took the initiative to fuse the essence and blood of various divine beasts, and only then barely regained their disadvantages.

After dozens of generations, the descendants of these people, as well as the strong ones who joined one after another, suffered hundreds of millions of deaths and injuries, and this established the exclusive status of the human race.

However, the human race in the cloud realm, after only a hundred years of stability, began to reject these people who fused with beast blood and regarded them as aliens.

Either be killed, or captured as slaves, until the Yaozu became independent and established a separate clan, the situation improved slightly.

However, the situation is only getting better. There are still many human races in the husband city, wantonly hunting and killing the monster race. From the end of the Desolation of Clouds to before the Era of the Emperor of God. In just over ten thousand years, the number of clans has decreased from seven hundred and seventy-four in its heyday to four hundred and twenty-three.

A total of more than 300 races were hunted to extinction during these ten thousand years. And the rest of the monster race are also despised by countless people, and they are regarded as livestock and beasts. After 10,000 years, the Yaozu who died at the hands of the human race can be counted in billions.

In this situation, how can Chuxue not feel sad and angry?

On his way, he bears his identity as the son of the demon king and relies on Qiantian Mountain. Even if those human races are contemptuous in their hearts, they dare not show it in words, nor can they show any disrespect, and they have never felt that kind of discrimination.

Until this moment, it is considered to be a deep understanding of the contempt and hostility of this god permeating human beings, as well as the helplessness and sadness of the monster race, like a trapped beast, the situation is like a river, and there is no way out.

If ten thousand years ago, those strong human races who rose up against the fate of extinction and merged into the blood of the gods and beasts knew that their descendants would encounter such a miserable situation, what would they think?

Will he sacrifice himself for the death of others, and merge into the blood of the divine beast? Will he fight to the death with those fierce beasts and alien races, and then make his descendants be cursed as beasts, and wantonly bullied, hunted and killed?

A sudden depression in the chest gathered in the heart. Zong Shou sighed helplessly and rolled his eyes, staring at the stone wall above, in a daze.

He was born in the human race in his previous life, and when he occasionally saw those historical records that had been tampered with beyond recognition, he would sigh sadly for what happened to the monster race. But at most, it was just a little pity, and there was no intention of overturning the case for them at all.

However, at this moment, he is a half-demon, and he is the future master of millions of demon clans who are the sons of the demon king of Qiantian Mountain.

And only one hundred and fifty years later, the entire cloud realm monster clan was nearly extinct. He did not reverse the general trend of the cloud realm and turned the world around for the monster clan. However, at that time, how could he, Zong Shou, be alone?

Having said that, this Dou Lingzhen is so cruel and heartless towards his own clan and his own people. There is no need to think about the attitude of this kind of person towards the Yaozu.

It is said that the monster race is cruel, bloodthirsty and aggressive. But Dou Lingzhen, the lord of Fenghua City, is also not much better. You can even say that animals are not as good as "extinct?" Now, where do we, the Demon Banner Sect, go to find such good blood spirit raw materials? The magic sect’s technique requires nearly two hundred percent of the blood of the beasts from the demon clan. Please don’t let my master hear your words. It is to be reprimanded!"

"I see!"

Dou Lingzhen didn't feel embarrassed, and after laughing out loud, his face changed suddenly and he said: "Speaking of the monster race, I think of a very funny and strange thing! Just yesterday, a congenital martial artist came to the door and sent many beasts Several of the crystals are actually at the fifth rank. It is said that I was ordered by the son of the demon king of Qiantian Mountain to buy food for the rebellious people. Mr. Mingjue, do you think it is funny? This son of the demon king, shouldn’t Is it out of my mind? Recently, I was worried about the large army gathering, and someone sent the money over by themselves. It’s a pity that that idiot Shi Lianhai also got some beast crystals, so he was going to send people to the nearby city to buy rice. Ready to open a warehouse to loose grain. It’s not good to teach me all of them. Although those untouchables look disgusting, they still have some uses.”

Between the words, he tried his best to sarcasm. Zong Shou stood on the top of the dome, pretending not to hear anything, and sat quietly.

On Mingjue's side, Zehu frowned suddenly, revealing a look of vigilance: "The son of the demon king of Qiantian Mountain? But the son of Zong Weiran, the Zongshou who is said to have a body with two veins?"

"It's that trash!" Dou Lingzhen nodded, with a sinister expression in his eyes: "I don't know Mr. Mingjue, are you interested in making this vote with me? This person can get this There must be a lot of beast crystals with me, and Shi Lianhai can be blamed afterwards. Even if the matter is revealed in the future, sir, with the backing of the Demon Banner Sect, I can also rely on Yunxia Mountain or Lieyan Mountain. No matter how strong Tianshan Mountain is , I can't help you and me!"

Hearing this, Zong Shou grinned subconsciously, thinking that this Dou Ling is really a vicious and vicious person. He really doesn't have any morals at all, he was still cursing at the Yaozu before, but now he wants to take shelter under the influence of the Yaozu. Chuxue almost exploded her lungs with anger, pressing the sword with her right hand, her beautiful eyes were full of murderous intent. I can't wait to jump down and chop that Dou Lingzhen into more than ten million pieces.

Mingjue was obviously moved. After pondering for a moment, he shook his head slightly: "This matter has a lot of implications. I will talk about it later. It needs a long-term plan! If this matter is to be done seamlessly, we still need to prepare."

The ball of blood in his palm rotated for a full quarter of an hour, but it still didn't point to a direction, and then it gradually faded. When it finally shattered, there was a soft 'peeling' sound. Countless blood spots splashed all around.

Meanwhile, the corpses of those monster races burning with blood also collapsed and turned into fine powder.

Ming Jue also let out a soft 'hmph', his complexion was extremely ugly, as if he had suffered a severe loss of energy and blood.

But he didn't care, the claw chain came out from the sleeve again, and pulled a girl from the Moracun clan to him.

Then directly tore off all the clothes of the monster girl, and bit her neck fiercely. The two hands were not idle either, they moved up and down on the girl's body. The more this girl struggled, the more excited Mingjue became, and blood appeared on that face again.

And everyone around, including Dou Lingzhen. They all turned a blind eye, giggling and turning their eyes to the side.

Seeing the girl from the Moraculous clan, whose body was turning pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, Chu Xue's eyes were tearing open.

Several times, a trace of blood spilled out.

She wanted to save people, but she really couldn't stand it, but she knew that if she acted rashly at this moment, she would definitely hurt her young master. All that can be done is to see what is out of sight.

Zong Shou beside him smiled silently. The three stone puppets below loosened their limbs almost at the same time, and plummeted downward.

A black sword light, mixed in the sand and dust, pierced straight towards the location of the Ming Jue!

That Dou Ling really cursed and insulted him, but he didn't care. These two conspired to murder him, but he didn't bother to pay attention.

Only at this time, I don't want to sit and watch!

He doesn't know any great principles, and he doesn't care about his own victory or defeat. I only know that at this moment, all you need to do is draw the sword!

When Nian Sheng draws his sword, when he is angry, he kills. Why do we need any reason? There is no mercy, and no anger, it's just that in my heart, I want to see blood and kill people.

In the blink of an eye, that sword light had already arrived in front of Na Mingjue. Dou Lingzhen was shocked at first, and then immediately grabbed the black wave sword with a palm.

"Where did the rats come from?"

There was a blast, and the sound shook for dozens of miles. More sand and sand fell down one after another.

The impact of the sound wave also slowed down the sword momentum of Hei Langjian. And Dou Lingzhen's hand protruded countless khaki-colored strength, like a giant claw, and slapped the black wave sword from afar.

But just when Kankan was about to hit it, the Black Wave Sword in the air suddenly disappeared and collapsed. At the same time, another black flying sword appeared three feet away.

Dou Lingzhen's pupils shrank suddenly, and the gray-yellow giant claws extended again, and continued to shoot horizontally. But seeing the sword shadow swaying and spinning, it easily avoided it.

But there was a moment of delay, but Ming Jue finally reacted. Throwing her body to the side of the Demonrachnid girl, she frantically backed away. There are dozens of talismans in the sleeve, and they are thrown out for almost no money.

Then, in his field of vision, the black sword shadow took another ingenious turn, passing from the side of the naked girl, and opened. The sword light changed again, or sideways to avoid, or forced to penetrate, still agile and elegant, piercing straight and swiftly.

Nearby at this time, there is clearly a strong martial artist and two innate martial artists. But there was no one who could help.

Mingjue wailed unwillingly, and suddenly threw out a golden pill in his hand. Just before the sword light was about to reach his body, a golden film burst out.

But before the golden light covered his whole body, the black sword light was already cut off. Cut off his left arm in its entirety!

Blood was scattered, and a howl suddenly resounded through the pit.

Dou Lingzhen's complexion turned livid in an instant, and he looked over at the sword light that was spinning back and forth.

Murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "Who are you? Dare to ambush here?"

Those secret martial arts masters also took out their big bows one after another, and pointed their arrows at the dusty place with sharp eyes. Ming Jue, whose arm had been severed, had an extremely resentful expression on his face.

Zong Shou secretly sighed, he knew that the terrain in this pit was the most unfavorable for a person like him. Being shot by dozens of powerful bows and crossbows, no matter how powerful they are, it is difficult to deal with.

What's more, his cultivation base is average, not even congenital. And among these people, there is even a master of Wu Zong who is only inferior to Li Xieling!

With a self-deprecating sneer, Zong Shou stepped out of the smoke, holding the handle of the Leiya Sword, and looked at the opposite side with an indifferent expression. Only in the depths of the eyes, there is a look of hesitation.

In today's battle, there are not many chances of winning. Even if they can win, it will only be a miserable victory. He was fine, but Chuxue was probably going to be seriously injured.

The only chance of complete victory is the sword that he has sealed up for ten years, Styx dies! .