Under the blue sky, the stream flows with a trickle of grass and trees on both sides of the stream, comparable to the immortal. This is too unthinkable to the legendary image of land wasteland, which surprised everyone.

Long Jiaoyang thought of the old golden barbarian bull's reminder, and he looked at the ancestor Lingchan and asked, "Old Ancestor Lingchan, can you deduce the situation of land waste?"

The ancestor Lingchan had already calculated his fingers, and he said with a serious expression, "The fortune of the world and the world is very strange, and there are countless states. The fortune of the world and the fortune of many areas is different, and it is impossible to accurately deduce things."

"The people in the Palace of Mind Master are not reliable, and they cannot be deduced every time they reach a critical moment." Monk Kongxu complained.

Xie Yuxi asked for an order, "General, why not let me go to explore the way forward first?"

"No need to explore the way, we take one step."

Long Jiaoyang shook his head and refused. It was impossible for the wasteland to be so calm and full of vitality. It was apart at this time.

The golden little manniu turned his head and looked back, followed more than a thousand human cultivators closely following Long Jiaoyang and others and said, "I say to fellow Taoists, if you don't move forward quickly, what are you doing behind us?"

"Fellow Taoist, didn't you say it before? Meeting is fate. We should walk together and not leave each other's own way." A smart cultivator replied.

The golden little manniu was stunned. It did not expect someone to borrow it to respond in this way.

"Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, can you lead us forward together? We all listen to you." A human cultivator mustered up the courage and said

"This fellow Taoist is right. Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, please take us forward together, we will all follow your command."

"Yes, it's so satisfying to follow fellow Taoist Long Jiaoyang, you can beat the descendants of the immortals and demons and the native chickens and tiles of the Three Thousand Worlds!"

“…”

The human cultivators rushed to speak, wanting to follow Long Jiaoyang and fight for the quota.

Long Jiaoyang shook his head in the expectant eyes of everyone and said, "I don't recommend that you follow me. The descendants of immortals and demons and the people who are descending from the Three Thousand Worlds will not let me go easily. My side will be filled with death, and even I may die in battle myself, so you'd better move forward by yourself."

Long Jiaoyang's words made many people retreat.

But there are also passionate young men who are unwilling to retreat. They shouted, "Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, we are not afraid of death. We will join you in the decisive battle against the descendants of the immortals and demons and the native chickens and dogs of the Three Thousand Worlds!"

Long Jiaoyang was shocked by the shouts of these passionate teenagers who were not afraid of death. He nodded and said, "If you are not afraid of death, you can follow me."

Long Jiaoyang's life and death remarks did make some people retreat, but most of the human cultivators who participated in the battle for the quota were young cultivators, and they were passionate in their hearts. They were unwilling to be enslaved by the descendants of immortals and demons and the races that came to the Three Thousand Worlds, and they never left because of death threats. They sincerely wanted to follow Long Jiaoyang and fight the descendants of immortals and demons and people from the Three Thousand Worlds to die.

More than a thousand human cultivators, only dozens of them left.

Long Jiaoyang looked at the remaining more than a thousand people, and he chuckled and said, "Since you are not afraid of death, I will not be stingy. First, each of them gave each of them a True Yang Divine Pill, a Life-Extension Pill, and a Divine Beast-Employed Pill."

"Long live Long Jiaoyang Daoist!"

"Long live Long Jiaoyang Daoist..."

“…”

The human cultivators shouted excitedly that Long Jiaoyang's alchemy name had long been spread throughout the Jiuxuan World. It is well known that he has refined the True Yang Divine Pill that can relieve the poison of the Death Tree.

Now that Long Jiaoyang is willing to give them such pills, they undoubtedly have the confidence to face any descendants of immortals and demons.

"Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, isn't this waste of these elixirs for this group of mobs? You might as well give me more poisons." The rumor of the Golden Little Manniu was a rumor.

"Xiaomanniu, don't underestimate them. You must know that ants can shake elephants, let alone a group of people who are qualified to participate in the battle for quota." Long Jiaoyang rumored

The Golden Little Manniu did not answer, but judging from its expression, it was disdainful of Long Jiaoyang's words.

After all, this group of people was previously blocked by the descendants of the immortals and demons and hundreds of people from the Three Thousand Worlds, and did not attack them in groups, which made the Golden Little Manniu feel that they were too uncoordinated and would not be too combat-effective.

"Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, you have to be careful. It is likely that there are killers from the Blood Tiandu Killer Alliance." The ancestor Lingchan reminded him.

"It's okay, I can't lose to my own pill." Long Jiaoyang said confidently.

The stream formed by the fusion of ice and snow from Kunlun Mountain ended abruptly at a fork intersection. Its flowing stream water flowed towards eight forks, with misty light covering everything, making it impossible for everyone to see through what was on the other end of the fork.

"It seems that the real test is coming."

Monk Kongxu whispered and entered a state of meditation, carefully observing the eight fork paths.

Everyone was observing these eight fork paths. Long Jiaoyang's eyes were deep purple, and he looked at a fork path in the middle. Under the influence of the God Transformation Art, Long Jiaoyang instantly saw through the scene behind the misty light and fog. This road led to an ancient battlefield with corpses everywhere.

Long Jiaoyang knew it in his heart and turned to look at a forked road next to him. The expression on Long Jiaoyang's face began to freeze, because what he saw from this road was still the scene just now.

After watching the scene behind the eight fork intersections, Long Jiaoyang frowned silently because the eight roads he saw were all the same.

"I think it is the middle road. I saw through the misty fog and saw a peaceful holy land." The monk Kongxu came out of his meditation state and pointed at the middle road with great certainty.

The golden little manniu immediately retorted, "No, I also saw through the mist and mist. The road in the middle clearly leads to a cliff. I think it is the third fork road, because I saw a small village behind the road."

"Why do I think the last road is the right one? I saw a few descendants of immortals and demons walking on the road." Xie Yuxi frowned and spoke hesitantly.

The human cultivators who followed Long Jiaoyang and others also began to discuss, and the scenes behind the road they saw were also different.

Long Jiaoyang was silent and pondering. Because of the current situation, he reminded him of the process of facing the path selection in the ancient demon's death land. At that time, there were three roads to choose from in the ancient demon's death land. There were ancient demons on the right and in the middle. Long Jiaoyang and others could survive. It was the mighty sky monument in his body that killed the ancient demon.

Now everyone sees different things, and it will be very difficult to choose the right path. Long Jiaoyang is not like using the heart of the world to see through the disguise around him. This is too wasteful of the superb magic weapon. So Long Jiaoyang decided to break through.

"No one argues, follow me in the middle!" Long Jiaoyang decided decisively and immediately spoke out to stop everyone from speaking.

"Take the middle road? Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, can you be sure that this is a safe road?" someone asked questioningly.
Chapter completed!