Long Jiaoyang's inner anger was about to erupt like a volcano, and the contempt from his fellow races from another big world was even more uncomfortable than those of the descendants of immortals and demons.

"Damn, these two birders are so unhappy to see. Let Brother Niu beat them up!"

The golden little manniu rushed over with a roar. The blood and energy on its body surrounded it and rushed around, and the ground under its feet was trampled into cracks.

The woman with a ponytail quickly stepped back and said, "Brother, I'll leave this savage to you."

The cold boy took a step forward, and his technique mysteriously formed a wind formation, which directly blew and rotated the golden little man bull.

Long Jiaoyang's pupils shrank slightly. The cold boy had already understood the orderly wind god pattern, and he did have proud capital.

Long Jiaoyang didn't want the golden little mana to make a fool of himself. The black ring in his hand turned into a black stone stick, and a domineering blow hit the wind array vortex array formed by the Order Wind God pattern. The cold boy's body trembled, and the Order Wind God formation collapsed unsteadily.

Long Jiaoyang pulled the golden little manniu back, stared coldly at the cold boy and the woman with ponytails and said, "We should solve the matters of the human race ourselves."

The cold boy and the girl with ponytails both changed their expressions. The person who beat the divine patterns of order collapsed with one stick is definitely not an ordinary person.

"Are you Long Jiaoyang?" The girl with ponytails was very smart. She thought of the only strong young man in the Jiuxuan World.

"Is it important who I am? In your eyes, I am just the Jiuxuan human race." Long Jiaoyang said coldly.

"Hmph, no matter who you are, you must die if you dare to collide with me!" The cold young man said domineeringly.

Long Jiaoyang stared at the cold young man and said, "This time, I will not kill you because you are a human race, but I will capture you to open up the exile territory for a hundred years!"

"Hahaha... Do you think you can defeat me with brute force? This young master will let you see what is a real human spell." The cold young man laughed coldly and arrogantly.

The girl with a ponytail frowned and reminded her, "Brother, don't underestimate him. Many of the characters from the descendants of immortals and demons died in his hands."

"What are the descendants of immortals and demons? Our Tianchen human race is the strongest." The cold young man was arrogant and arrogant in the Ninth Heaven, and even the descendants of immortals and demons were no longer cared about.

On the stone platform deep in the desert, Li Qingyun, Qi Yang, Gai Xiong and the descendants of the immortals and demons couldn't help but lock their eyes on Ling Zangfeng. Ling Zangfeng smiled indifferently and said, "Do you fellow Taoists, just a child's words."

"Are you a child? I think he is at least forty years old." Li Qingyun snorted coldly.

"At the age of forty, according to the lifespan of a Saint-level cultivator, isn't it a child stage?" Ling Zangfeng said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Ling, you are so crazy, I think he will pay the price for his arrogance immediately." Qi Yang said with a knife in his speech.

Ling Zangfeng's silver eyebrows moved slightly, and he said confidently, "The human race is naturally the supreme world of Tianchen."

The old golden manniu snorted coldly, "Old man, don't be too confident. As far as I know, Long Jiaoyang is the destiny of the god of killing. Even if the person he meets has the luck to become an immortal, he may die prematurely."

Ling Zangfeng and others disagreed, and Gai Xiong sneered and said, "Is the theory of fate useful to those who practice truth?"

"It's useful or not. When this battle is over, you will know." The old golden manglou said

The person Long Jiaoyang met by the Lingquan was Ling Wudi and Chen Xiaobi of the Tianchen Human Clan.

These two people are geniuses of the Tianchen human race. Of course, they are not the strongest, the strongest, and they have now arrived at the arena.

Long Jiaoyang didn't talk too much nonsense. He activated the righteous and demonic heart, forming the righteous and demonic Taoist pattern covering the entire body. Then he rushed forward bravely. He was originally holding a stick in one hand, but he turned into a stick in both hands. And his blow hit Ling Wudi with one stick. Another stick hit Chen Xiaobi, who was like a king chopping a mountain, unstoppable!

"Arrogant!"

Ling Wudi took action, and the orderly wind god pattern of the whole body formed a huge wind vortex, directly sucking Long Jiaoyang in.

Chen Xiaobi pouted and said dissatisfiedly, "I can still kill a cute woman like me. I'm so ungenius."

"kill!"

Suddenly, several roars came, and the five dragons came strongly. The Taoist monument, Samadhi True Fire, Order Fire God Pattern, and the Five Thunder Top Explosion Explode, directly submerging Chen Xiaobi.

Chen Xiaobi's face changed drastically, turning into a drop of water, moving quickly, and trying to escape quickly.

Among the five clones of Long Jiaoyang, an ancient coin popped up, instantly blocking the world, causing all time, space and voids to be blocked. This is among the three ancient coins given to Long Jiaoyang by the ancestor of the Destiny of Heaven, which has the power to block the world.

"No……"

Chen Xiaobi screamed shrillly. Her strength is not as strong as Ling Wudi. This terrifying attack is enough to make her die!

On the stone platform deep in the desert, Ling Zangfeng stood up in shock and wanted some secret techniques. The breath of the old golden bull immediately locked him, and said coldly, "Old man, you dare to take action, I guarantee that all the Tianchen people will die!"

Ling Zangfeng had to stop, but the result was too unacceptable to him.

"Long Jiaoyang has many secret treasures in his hands, and the ancient coins he sealed the world are extremely extraordinary." Li Qingyun wanted to observe the ancient coins carefully, but Long Jiaoyang had already taken them back.

"Is this an emperor-level magic weapon? Has Long Jiaoyang violated the regulations?" Ling Zangfeng asked.

"Old man, is it an imperial-level magic weapon? Can't you sense it yourself?" Old Golden Manniu said sarcastically.

"This is not an imperial-level magic weapon." Qi Yang quickly gave the answer. He was in charge of the versatile mirror and could directly sense the power of this magic weapon.

On the fourth side of the Stone Mirror, Chen Xiaobi was covered in blood and knelt on the ground. She was defeated miserably, and most of the bones on her body were broken. But she was not dead.

"Come on, eat it." The golden little manniu ran over directly and forcibly poured a pill into Chen Xiaobi's mouth.

"You...what did you give me..." Chen Xiaobi retching in pain, trying to spit out the pill.

"I can't kill you. If you want to let you open the land, I will naturally give you some poison to eat." The golden little manniu snorted coldly, "When I reach the exile realm, I must let you do the dirtiest work."

Long Jiaoyang did not let Chen Xiaobi continue to speak, but he directly put it into the Qiankun Immortal Mirror. Then several clones merged into one and the body appeared. He was previously swept into the wind pattern vortex by Ling Wudi, but in fact he deliberately let the clones enter, so he had to solve one first.

Ling Wudi killed Long Jiaoyang's clone several times in the wind vortex. He thought victory was in sight, but who knew that he heard Chen Xiaobi's screams. When he realized that Long Jiaoyang's clone disappeared directly.

"Damn it, you can use a clone to deceive me." Ling Wudi activated the Feng Zhe Whirlpool and swept towards Long Jiaoyang and the others, and he was completely angry.
Chapter completed!