Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

Random pupils slowly shrank, but his face remained calm:

"Good plan. If they all die in there, it will be enough to expand the hatred between the two races, and it may even lead to a war between the two races."

"It's just that we only brought a few people with us. Will it be dangerous?"

Long Jian: "Are you worried that your companions are in danger?"

You can complain all you want in your mind, I don't worry about anything.

But he smiled slightly: "Yes."

"Heh." Han Ran glared at Ren Yi coldly, and sneered sarcastically, "You really are a living Bodhisattva!"

Randomly turned his head and glanced at him.

"If you burn two sticks of incense for me, I will pray that your mother will have three children in two years."

Han Ran was stunned for a moment, then his eyes quickly filled with anger, and he slashed at Ren Yi with his sword.

Ren Yi sneered, "You don't have to do anything, I will kill myself in a minute!"

Long Jian glared and hit Han Ran hard on the chest.

His chest was completely unprotected and his whole body shook, and he almost fell off the flying boat.

Fortunately, Mo Yin helped him.

"Junior Sister Mo Yin..." Han Ran looked grateful.

"If you keep screaming, I'll throw you down first!"

Mo Yin frowned impatiently.

Han Ran: “…………”

Ren Yi couldn't help but look at Mo Yin a few more times.

The sound of the iron pillar rang in Ren Yi's mind again.

[Master, do you know why Han Ran is targeting you? ]

[Han Ran and Mo Yin became the eldest senior brother and sister because they brought back five hundred ice crystals from the Ice Castle.]

[We brought back tens of thousands of dollars last time, didn't he hate us to death? ]

Long Jian warned again: "Both of you stop arguing. If you delay the dean's work, you will be fed to the Holy Spirit!"

Ren Yi didn't know what this Holy Spirit was, but the faces of everyone on the opposite side turned cold.

The flying boat stopped on the back of the mountain and everyone jumped off.

Long Jian led everyone to a towering mountain wall.

He formed seals with his hands, and surging spiritual power condensed in front of him, which was all poured into the opposite mountain wall.

A huge circular magic circle slowly lit up on the empty wall.

The pattern of the magic circle is complicated, and the lines intersect with each other, which makes people dazzled.

A random look fell on Long Jian.

In the Three Realms, humans and celestials use spiritual power, while demons and most monsters use magic power.

A small number of demons and some special races use spiritual power or magic power depending on their bloodlines.

There was no light golden color in Long Jian's pupils, and there was no aura of the Celestial Clan on his body.

But he uses spiritual power. Could he be a cultivator from a special race?

【Tianzun. 】

Yun An's voice sounded in Ren Yi's mind.

[This magic formation... is the unique magic of the Emperor of Heaven. ]

Ren Yi frowned and turned to look at him.

The shock on Yun An's face had not yet faded.

He would never make a mistake.

When he was a child, it was the Emperor of Heaven who held his hand and taught him to draw this magic circle stroke by stroke.

He will never forget.

[What kind of magic circle is this? ]

[This magic array can hide the exit, or even divert it. Unless a cultivator with a demigod body like Lei Shen personally investigates it, it is impossible to find it.]

【Can you? 】

[Of course they will, but drawing this kind of magic array requires the juice of the Sky Wind Extreme Feather Grass, otherwise traces will be seen. ]

Randomly groping his chin, Tianfeng Jiyucao?

When Prince Wan blocked Yinxue City, he modified the ancient magic circle there and used the juice of Tianfeng Jiyu Grass.

Thinking of this, her eyes lit up slightly.

[After we go in later, you can modify the magic circle. ]

[How to modify it? Besides, we don’t have Tianfeng Jiyu Grass Juice. ]

[I'll give it to you later. ]

The Long Jian in front has already opened the magic circle.

Behind the originally flat mountain wall, a magic circle appeared that was only wide enough for one person to pass through.

"go in."

Long Jian led everyone in one by one.

The narrow corridor was very dark. I didn't know how long I walked along the mountain wall when I suddenly heard the sound of fighting in the front.

Long Jian has been using a barrier to cover up everyone's aura, preventing outsiders from discovering their whereabouts.

At the end of the corridor is a huge cave.

Half of the cave was a deep pool, and the other half was a wet gravel road.

The cultivators from the Heavenly and Demonic tribes are confronting each other here.

There were two corpses floating on the surface of the deep pool, and almost all the people from the two tribes of Heaven and Demon were injured.

Perhaps they were tired of fighting, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while, so they sat on the left and right sides and cursed each other.

Since we can’t win in the laning phase, let’s just turn to swearing at each other.

"The demons are indeed the demons. They have no credibility at all. We are ashamed to be associated with you!"

"They actually set a trap inside to harm us. How shameless!"

"You are going against the will of heaven!"

The demons are rough by nature. Compared with the celestials' flowery way of cursing, they tend to be mother-centered.

Combine relatives and body organs of various races, supplemented by various insects, and hit them in the face.

"I'm going to fuck your whole family - you fucking bastards - I'm going to fuck you bastards -"

"The demons have priority. You guys rushed in in less than three days. Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?"

"Shit can be used as fertilizer, what can you do with it?"

"I'm going to dance on your graves and stuff your grandfather's ashes into your father's asshole so that he can give birth to a bunch of bastards like you!"

"You, the Celestial Clan, are just as despicable as your young emperor. You are all scum! You are all dark, despicable, stinking maggots!"

The previous insults still made the Celestial Clan indignant, and they were just waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

He had been preparing countless words of retaliation in his mind, but when he heard the word "Young Emperor", he was instantly silenced.

The only thing that can instantly make the Celestials stop loving their tribe is the word "Young Emperor".

This person is simply a walking pillar of shame!