Chapter 413: Grandmasters Are as Numerous as Dogs, and Great Grandmasters Are Everywhere, Which Is the Fear of the Main Lineage Human Race.

"Damn! I was about to break through, but my enlightenment was interrupted. This is the vengeance of blocking the way..."

"..."

However, before these Tianjiao warriors could say a few more words.

"Hmph! Playing with things will ruin your ambition!"

A cold and piercing hum suddenly exploded in the air, like an icy arrow shooting directly at everyone's eardrums.

The voice contained a magnificent and unparalleled mental power, like a mountain torrent, sweeping the entire manor again in an instant.

The mental power was like a physical huge wave, and wherever it passed, the bodies of all Tianjiao warriors seemed to be hit hard by an invisible heavy hammer.

In less than a breath, the faces of the Tianjiao changed drastically and their bodies shook.

Then, they fell one after another, hitting the ground heavily, making a dull and powerful sound of impact.

"Bang bang bang~"

The sudden pressure crushed the pride of the Tianjiao.

Unable to resist in the horror, they all succumbed to the strong mental pressure.

Their bodies pressed against the ground and sank deeply into the soil, forming shocking pits.

Inside the manor, the ground that was originally carefully carved was now unrecognizable.

Bluestone slabs broke and flew, and deep grooves were torn in the green grass.

In a blink of an eye, this originally quiet and elegant manor suffered unprecedented damage, and the scene was jaw-dropping.

At the same moment, these Tianjiaos who usually looked down on the crowd also caught the familiar tone.

As if shrouded by invisible pressure, they were like frightened quails.

They shrank their bodies and pressed themselves as close to the edge of the deep pit as possible.

They didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that their slightest movement would attract the attention of Elder Yuwen Tianlong.

Among them, several people who were just arrogant and spoke wildly were now so frightened that their faces turned pale as paper.

They knew Elder Yuwen very well.

He was a person who never showed his emotions, but would never let go of any grudge.

This time, because of a momentary impulse, he offended the other party with his words.

I am afraid that the days ahead will be very difficult, and he will definitely be made difficult by Elder Yuwen in various ways.

This elder has a unique nickname in the sect - Yuwen Xiaodu.

This nickname does not mean that he has a small belly and eats less, but that he is narrow-minded and cannot tolerate any anger.

Moreover, Elder Yuwen Tianlong and another leader of the Tuoba family are called the "Small Belly and Chicken Intestine Combination".

The two have a unique style of doing things, and no one in the entire main line of the human race dares to provoke them easily, and no one dares to offend them.

Otherwise, they will be like dog-skin plasters, and will be targeted crazily.

At this tense moment where they can almost hear each other's heartbeats, every Tianjiao disciple holds his breath and prays in his heart that Elder Yuwen will never notice him.

The originally lively scene suddenly became dead silent.

On the other side, after punishing, Yuwen Tianlong's face was livid, and he did not continue to pursue the matter.

What happened just now is not over.

However, now, for him, there are more important things to do.

A few breaths of time seemed to be stretched out by the invisible tense atmosphere.

Just as everyone held their breath and concentrated, a majestic and cold voice exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

"Everyone! Stand by! Without my clear order, no one is allowed to connect to that extremely evil thing without authorization. Do you hear it clearly?"

As soon as these words came out, the originally quiet and silent manor instantly echoed with responses.

"Yes, elder!"

"Yes!"

"Understood, I dare not disobey!"

Those loud answers, like a surging wave, echoed repeatedly in the hall, showing their awe and obedience.

However, this disorganized but determined reply did not ease the expression of the ninth-rank expert Yuwen Tianlong.

On the contrary, it made his already gloomy face even darker.

At this moment, his eyes were as deep and cold as the abyss, and between his eyebrows, there was a hint of obvious displeasure and anger.

They couldn't even answer in unison, a bunch of trash!

However, at this moment, Yuwen Tianlong obviously didn't have the extra energy to argue with these immature disciples.

He only felt a wave of bad luck coming, shook his head slightly, and then waved his wide sleeves, as if to brush away this sudden trouble.

The next moment, after a glance, he spoke again.

"Deacon Song, Deacon Liu, and Deacon Fang, follow me, there is something important to discuss!"

After that, he turned around and left.

Three eighth-rank grandmasters followed immediately.

After a while, many Tianjiao disciples saw that the four people had disappeared, and they climbed out of the pit one by one, gathered together, and talked about it.

"Oh my god! How many days have passed? Why does it feel like a long time ago! No wonder the elders said it was an evil thing! It's so evil! It's so easy to get addicted!"

"Tsk! Fart evil! It's just an antique! I don't know how to accept new things! To me, this Tiandao network is great! It's convenient and easy to use! No wonder these Daxia people are so strong!"

"Have you seen it? As long as you have enough merits! You can exchange for heavenly-level skills at will! This is much better than the sect!"

"That's right! The sect has too many restrictions on obtaining skills! Not only do you have to complete tasks, but there are also identity requirements!"

"Hehehe! This beauty from Daxia is so well dressed! She can even perform... much better than Zuichunlou!"

"Damn! Compared to them, it feels like our main lineage human race is more like a frog in the well!"

"Yes! We are obviously the main lineage of the human race, why do they have such a magical thing."

"Shh! Keep your voice down! Remember to call it an evil thing! Otherwise, if Elder Yuwen hears it, you will be in trouble."

"..."

Although it has not been long, the speed at which these Tianjiao disciples have integrated into Daxia is so fast.

They are so good at using Internet slang.

Sometimes, cultural and ideological invasions are like this, and they have changed unconsciously.

On the other side, in the area behind the manor, Yuwen Tianlong clenched his fists with anger on his face.

"This damn human branch actually publicly announced the skills to those people! It's simply courting death!"

"Moreover, they actually killed so many sects and families! What a shitty Daxia human race, it's clearly a demon cave!"

"Information about this place must be transmitted back as soon as possible!"

"Did you hear that?"

After hearing this, the three eighth-grade grandmasters nodded.

However, when they lowered their heads, an unknown look flashed in the depths of their eyes.

Obviously, what they saw and heard recently also made them have their own little thoughts.