The words of the man in Xuan's clothes instantly ignited the gunpowder barrel in front of him like a flame.

"You Zhantian Pavilion are disgusting to do things. Can't you tell me?"

"Unless we are allowed to enter the ancient war zone, this matter is not over!"

"Haha, I really think your Zhantian Pavilion is the only one? I don't believe it. Can you Zhantian Pavilion dare to be enemies with all the monks in the battlefield of the ten thousand races?!"

This was heard, even Luo Xiu in the distance almost burst out laughing.

This guy is good at talking to you, probably because he has a bad mind.

First of all, Zhantian Pavilion is really the only one in this battlefield of all races.

Secondly, just because of the dozens of monks who are not even the First Emperor, why can you represent all monks in the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races?

Is it just because you have a big face?

After another round of condemnation, the man in Xuanyi said lightly: "Are you finished?"

There was silent before my eyes, and no one answered.

Obviously, these monks still have brains.

The rush to make excitement is more active than anyone else.

But when it is obviously possible to anger the other party, no one dares to jump out and be the first to be a leader.

"Since you've finished speaking, it's my turn to say it."

The man in Xuanyi said lightly: "Since you think it's unfair, I'll give you a choice."

"Come up and challenge me. No matter how many people you are, you don't need to defeat me. As long as you can force me back a thousand meters, I will allow you to enter the ancient war zone!"

"If you can't even accept this condition, then don't enter any ancient war zone. Get home early and find your mother!"

His words were very sarcastic, which easily aroused the anger in others' hearts.

However, the man in the dark clothes didn't seem to care, because his original intention was to provoke.

As expected, his words were like a stone that stirred up a thousand waves, which immediately aroused the hostility of the monks in front of him, and some even angrily criticized him as a hawk or dog in Zhantian Pavilion.

The man in Xuanyi didn't care even more about this title.

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Then, the man in Xuanyi said lightly: "If you scold enough, you can consider my proposal."

"To be honest, if you only open your mouth, then you should go away as soon as possible. Even if you look at you, I will feel dirty my eyes."

In the distance, Luo Xiu couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth: "This guy is a bit interesting."

The gun cultivator in front of him was exactly the personality he admired, and he didn't talk much!

Even the ancient Godzilla on the side sighed: "You dare to provoke so many people at once. It seems that this guy is very confident in his strength!"

"However, there are indeed many strong people in Zhantian Pavilion, and even many people's names, who have been among the top in the battle list!"

After hearing this, Luo Xiu couldn't help but feel a little moved: "Senior mean, the names of these people do not exist on the battle list?"

"Of course, which force do you see is willing to take the initiative to put the trump card on your forehead?"

Ancient Godzilla said naturally: "After these monks join the Zhantian Pavilion, their names will be erased from the Battle List."

"It is precisely because of this that so many monks are afraid of Zhantian Pavilion."

"Because no one knows how many powerful people are in Zhantian Pavilion."

"You didn't see... Isn't even Ye Linyuan a choice to attack us here?"

Luo Xiu nodded deeply in agreement.

It was only now that he noticed this detail.

Logically speaking, the ancient war zone has not yet opened at this time, so it should be the best time for Ye Linyuan to do it himself.

But the latter has not made any noise yet, which is enough to show that he should be afraid of something.

After the ancient Godzilla pointed it out, Luo Xiu realized that what really made Ye Linyuan feel afraid of... was Zhantian Pavilion!

"I don't know if Zhantian Pavilion will make a splash in the inheritance of this ancient war zone."

Luo Xiu pursed his lips and thought to himself in his heart.

This organization is so mysterious that it is hard not to doubt their intentions.

Just as he was talking to the ancient Godzilla, the monk in front of the man in Xuanyi finally couldn't help but feel it.

I have to say that the conditions offered by the latter really made them feel moved!

You know, there are at least a hundred cosmic cultivators gathered here, and most of them are cosmic advanced level!

To put it bluntly, if they sacrificed their lives, even if they were to waste, they would be able to kill the man in the dark clothes in front of them, let alone force the other party to retreat a thousand meters.

Thinking of this, the monks in front of him couldn't help but start to move...
Chapter completed!