"Everyone goes side by side, beat him up first."

With a loud scream, several figures directly threw Zhuo Junlin to the ground. Two of the strong men pressed Zhuo Junlin to the ground. The other four women punched and kicked Zhuo Junlin, and greeted him specifically in the thick and thick skin. Even with Zhuo Junlin's cultivation level, he couldn't struggle for a while.

Yang Wenjun sat behind the Shuai Case, silently staring at everything that was happening in front of him, smiling without saying a word.

After a while, everyone beat Zhuo Junlin and beat him up, his nose, face and head were covered with black hair. Even though Zhuo Junlin was strong, his eyes were still blackened by being beaten.

You, I was beaten up in the human camp?

Yang Wenjun didn't make any noise from beginning to end?

"Brother, third brother, please hold on tight." A woman's voice chuckled strangely: "When my aunt takes off his pants, we will let out a good anger and beat hard, don't be polite to me."

As soon as this statement was made, all the women present could not help but blush. Although this matter had not been done before, Zhuo Junlin only appeared in front of everyone in the form of a child, and he had become a teenager like now?

"Zhuo Ziyi." Zhuo Junlin almost didn't carry it over in one breath and roared directly.

"What's wrong, don't convince?"

Zhuo Ziyi slapped Zhuo Junlin on the head, and Yu Zi laughed strangely: "At this time, you dare to threaten your aunt, come on, look at her face carefully, yes, that's the expression. Auntie just likes your face full of grief and anger, but can't get rid of her aunt."

"I,,,,,,,," Zhuo Junlin was really about to cry this time.

What kind of evil did I commit with my previous generation? I actually encountered such a thing in my life? What did I owe this woman in my previous life? I can't live with me everywhere in this life?

The greatest sorrow and decline in life is to encounter disasters.

Is this woman the nemesis of my destiny? Why is this woman solemnly responsible for the disaster of me alone?

"Senior Sister Yang, Junior Sister Leng, this guy seems to be very dissatisfied, what should I do?" Zhuo Ziyi laughed strangely: "Or why don't we take this guy off together and see what he doesn't agree with?"

"Good idea." Yang Wenjun sneered.

"No objection." Leng Qiuyue sighed.

"I have an objection." Zhuo Junlin shouted in grief and anger.

"Shut up."

This time, the seven people present were shouting loudly at the same time.

Everyone seemed to have extremely resentment in their tone.

Even in everyone's eyes, there seemed to be an inexplicable anger.

Zhuo Ziyi squatted in front of Zhuo Junlin, with a smile on her face: "Tell me, how do you want to make a judgment?"

"I,,,,,,"

Zhuo Junlin cried,,,,,,

"war."

Asura's voice was gradually hoarse.

No matter how loud his voice was, it was drowned in the shouts of killing soaring into the sky.

Even though he had already experienced many battles and had seen countless blood and deaths, even Asura's own clothes were stained with blood. However, Asura was still like a madman and went into battle.

Even Mo Qingkuang walked onto the battlefield himself, and even the Shixiu of Heavenly Court was on the front line. None of the soldiers in the Wuwei Camp of the God clan took a step back. As the great priest of the demon clan, as the strongest man in the younger generation of the demon clan, if he did not even have the courage to fight, he would eventually lose his face.

Even Asura tried to fight Mo Qingkuang head-on for many times.

However, among the millions of chaotic troops, even Asuras could not capture the other party's figure.

Even the other strong men from Shixiu of Heaven have been wandering between the battlefields and do not give Asura a chance to fight head-on. Most of the hundreds of personal soldiers who followed Asura had already died in battle, but no matter how Asura looked for fighter opportunities in the chaos, he did not see any prey he wanted to capture.

The ground was covered with blood mud.

Even though the border town has long since been desertified and the wind and sand have been constantly storms and sand have caused the soldiers of both tribes to suffer.

But this time, after so many days of fierce battle, countless blood and bone foam had already melted into pools of blood mud and merged into the sand, and there were signs of soil forming on the ground.

Even if the blood has flowed here and how much blood mud has melted into the soil, even the leaders of the two clans are not sure.

After all, after the soldiers here died, there was almost no corpse. Even the oldest consolidator on the battlefield could not be able to form a complete corpse.

Over the demon clan camp, Mo Wujie and Wujue stood side by side. When they saw the figure in the chaos army, their eyes lit up at the same time. Although they were fighting with the gods these days, most of the absolute top leaders of the two demon clans have set their sights on Asura in the past few days.

Sometimes, they even let Asura go crazy.

In this situation, they have almost never stopped since Mo Qingkuang intervened in the war.

Now, the demon Wujie and Wuyin's heart have been relaxed.

Even if the gods want to use such a conspiracy to drag down the demon army, it will be just right to take this opportunity to practice the courage of the younger generation of the demons. If you can find a few useful seedlings, it will be much more useful than defeating the gods' army.

In recent years, the demon race has been suppressed and cannot raise its head in front of the gods. Among the younger generation, there are few heroes who can compete with the young powerful gods. They are just young powerful people who cannot support the scene at all. If they have strong people as outstanding as Shi Xiu in the Heavenly Court, the demon race will have to suffer such evil spirits.

Originally, the Ten Shows in Heaven were the only ones, and all races were overwhelming the human race. The younger generation of strong men who did not support the scene were not so obvious.

However, since Yang Wenjun entered the battlefield of gods and demons, a group of young heroes who turned the demons into a huge uproar appeared, which made Mo Wujie realize the importance of cultivating the younger generation.

The gods have the Ten Xiu of Heaven, the humans have Yang Wenjun and Wang Dagou, and the demons have Feng Tianhuang and Bai Yingxue.

Any of them is definitely a striking figure in the battlefield of gods and demons. If the demon race does not come up with a young strong man who can stand alone, even if it is Mo Wujie, he will feel that his face is lost.

Then, they saw Asura.

Even the performance of the demon junior in front of him made Mo Wujie and Wujue lit up.

Even if the young strong man of this demon clan is not inferior to Mo Qingkuang, he will naturally have to cultivate such a junior. What's more, he is a disciple trained by the Demon Lord himself. If he can cultivate him into a weapon, it will definitely be a great merit to the demon clan.

"Asura's boy is really good, he is indeed extraordinary." Wunin grinned: "If you continue like this, it won't take long to make a name for himself on the battlefield of gods and demons and become a representative of the younger generation of the demon race."

"I have the ability, and I am smart enough. Even with his cultivation level, I am definitely a strong man who can dominate the world." Mo Wujie shook his head slightly: "If that kid can smooth his mind a little, he will definitely embark on a new path. Even if he surpasses you and me at that time, it is not impossible."

"Yeah." Wuzui just nodded.

"What do you mean?" Mo Wujie's face turned dark and turned into a bottom of the pot.

"Although you are right about these things, you're a little anxious." Wuzui sighed helplessly: "Even if you want to train Asura, there is no need to be so cruel. There are still many strong people hidden in the current army of gods. The more amazing Asura is, the more likely those guys will attack Asura. Do you know that as long as Asura has not left the battlefield, my eyes will have to keep staring at him, and I dare not even have a little gap."

"Are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid that the demons will finally have such a good seedling. If something happens, it would be a pity."

Mo Wujie shook his head slightly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If this is true, then you can just go back and drink. There is no need to stare here. None of the powerful people from the gods will attack Asura."

"this,,,,,,"

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

"If,,,,,,,,"

"There will not happen if it happens. Even now, the gods and demons are in the same trouble as us. Even if they dare to let Mo Qingkuang go to the battlefield, why can't we let Asura go to the battlefield?" Mo Wujie laughed strangely: "Even if Mo Qingkuang is a descendant of Emperor Donghua, Asura is always the disciple of the Demon Lord. Is Asura not there or what's wrong? Now I tell you that even any high-level powerful man in the gods can only hide from Asura."

"How is this possible?"

"All foxes are thousands of years old, and their hearts are open. As long as the high-level powerful people of the Gods dare to touch Asura, can't we, the strong people hidden in the chaos army, deal with Mo Qingkuang?" A trace of cunning flashed in Mo Wujie's eyes: "Even if the Gods use this shameless means to block the demon army, then there is nothing wrong with us accompanying them to practice troops!"

"Just stop like that?"

"Yes." Mo Wujie nodded.

"Then are our efforts and efforts so idle in this city? In order to attack the territory of the gods, so many of our soldiers are fearless and fearless, and so many corpses and corpses are gone, and now they are not fighting so suddenly?" Wuzui's face turned dark: "You can practice soldiers at any time, but if the demons miss this opportunity, it is very likely that they will be a permanent miss."

"I know."

"Know?"

"I also know that in the near future, Mo Qingkuang will take over the position of the great general of the gods and become the youngest general ever on the battlefield of gods and demons." Mo Wujie smiled and said, "As it is, why don't we just do a favor and give the tribe a chance to breathe."

"Suit with the flow of favors." Wunu felt that something was wrong with his ears.

If there is no problem, you will never hear such absurd words. When can there be any favors between the demons and the gods? They have fought each other for countless years, and countless creatures have fallen under each other's swords.

Such hatred and such losses have long been in power between each other. What kind of favors can be discussed? How can we do it with the flow of favors?

"Boy, you have no brain problems!"

When he heard the news that he was going to retreat, he led by Zhao Menglong and nearly a hundred veterans in the army rushed to Yang Wenjun's tent.

Especially when Zhao Menglong saw Zhuo Junlin still persuading him, he turned his face.

Even Zhuo Junlin never expected that the hot temper of this human veteran was not the only one who turned against him in this world was faster than turning a book.

The white-haired veteran in front of him who was blowing his beard and staring at him really shocked Zhuo Junlin.

"It seems that there is really nothing." Zhuo Junlin's face couldn't help but sank: "This is just Miss Yang's meaning. I just tried to persuade the general. It seems that I don't think there is anything wrong!"

"persuade?"

"Yes, persuasion." Zhuo Junlin nodded.

"What do you think of? This is the big tent of the human race, but the place where the human race discusses. You are the little ghosts who jumped out from there. How dare you speak out here?" Zhao Menglong laughed strangely: "When our army fought bloody battles, where are you when the human race is in danger? After finally having this great opportunity, it is just right to avenge the previous shame, but you want us to withdraw our troops. What's the peace of mind?"

"I,,,,,,"

Zhuo Junlin was extremely depressed. This was a fool who jumped out of there. It was so difficult to deal with?

"Although Miss Yang is smart, she is still young after all, and she may be confused by your sweet words." Zhao Menglong glared: "What I don't like most in my life is a jealous face like you who only knows how to be wise and polite. If it weren't for your youth and ignorance, I would have pulled you out and chopped him up now."

"I'll go,,,,,,," Zhuo Junlin felt very aggrieved.
To be continued...