I saw the hook-nosed old man flipping his sleeves and robe, and a dark bamboo tube appeared out of thin air in his palm. Only two bamboo sticks were inserted upside down inside, like sharp daggers, filled with dark evil energy!
Evil aura is completely different from evil aura, devilish aura, popular aura, etc. It can affect willpower.
There is no doubt that the representative sent by the Monster Clan is Wu Tian. His face is gloomy and the corners of his mouth are pursed like ice, making people afraid to look directly. Everyone knows that this is a crazy beast on the verge of rage. This time
So excited!
On the human side...
Who is the representative?
Everyone's eyes fell on Wu Feng. The principle of respecting the strong prevailed everywhere. Although many sects were dissatisfied, for example, the young people of the Shenyang Sect were very unfazed by the Xiyue Sect.
But I have to recommend Wu Feng.
Because entering first means being able to obtain more treasures. This is an opportunity for everyone to benefit, and he will not be stupid enough to go against himself.
Wu Feng did not delay. In fact, he had already stepped out of the ranks and came to the elders of the demon clan without waiting for everyone to recommend him.
The strength is here. Although he is arrogant, no one dares to speak out.
The method of drawing lots is very simple. One of the bamboo sticks has red at the end. If you can draw the red bamboo stick, you will be the first to enter the Demon Valley. Although the red bamboo stick is inside the bamboo tube, you can see it clearly with the powerful spiritual consciousness.
You can see keenly by sight alone without the need for spiritual consciousness. The key lies in... who can grab it!
It's said to be drawing lots, but it's actually a matter of grabbing lots! All previous demon clans have been able to grab them from the human clan and enter the Demon Valley first.
Although the overall strength of the human race is far better than that of the demon clan, in terms of individual strength, the demon clan is far superior to the human race at the same level. This is common sense!
The elder of the demon clan took a look at the two of them. They are both rising stars on Shenyin Island, and will become famous all over the world in the near future. This level is a transit point for the two of them. Whether they are dragons or insects, it depends on this trip to the devil.
Valley, but unfortunately, Wutian's side had already fallen into decline before entering the valley.
The hope of this demon clan was originally to emerge from the sky and rule everything with power that shocked the world, but now it has been killed!
His only hope is to control his inner demons.
The elder of the demon clan sighed in his heart, hoping that Wutian could overcome this day. Geniuses are often very fragile. Because they have been very strong since childhood, they rarely suffer blows or injuries, but this time's psychological blow is no small matter.
"Let's draw lots." He sighed and said with infinite melancholy in his voice.
The corner of Wutian's mouth twitched, and in an instant he stretched out his palm, like a streak of snow-white light, and grabbed the bamboo tube.
Wu Feng looked calm and reached out to grab it as well.
The moment he stretched out his hand, Wutian's palm froze inexplicably. Almost no one noticed this brief stagnation. It was so fast that he couldn't take a breath. The onlookers of the human race and the monster race didn't notice it, but
The demon clan elder saw it.
His cold and hard face wrinkled together instantly, as if he had aged dozens of years.
In just this brief pause, Wu Feng had already grabbed the red bamboo stick, but Wutian's palm was frozen in the air. His eyes were a little dull and dazed, and his eyes did not fall on the bamboo tube, but on his own palm.
Seeing Wu Feng get the red bamboo stick, the human race heroes cheered excitedly, but there was dead silence on the demon clan side, and all the demon race warriors looked at Wutian in silence with their mouths open.
Rumble~~
The Heavenly Demon Valley was opened, and in the center of the two dark demon monuments, the eternal barrier gradually opened, and a twisted spiral nest emerged in the void, slowly unfolding the scroll of thousands of years. In that scene, the vicissitudes of the ancient breath emerged from the spiral nest.
It rushed forward and swept the earth.
That period of depressed history, that sleeping land, is unfolding again in front of the world.
"Go in." The two human race elders had smiles on their faces, especially when they looked at Wu Feng with very kind eyes.
Wu Feng was not polite and entered directly first, followed by Ruoshui and others from Xiyue Sect. At this moment, no one dared to laugh at Xiyue Sect or compete for their position, including Li Huo and others from before, who also remained silent.
At this moment, they still don't understand that they have been deceived by Dan Lingzi. Compared with a peerless genius like Wu Feng, who is Dan Lingzi?
However, there is no medicine for regret in the world. People who are deceived often lack a pair of wise eyes. Ignorance is a sin!
So they have to bear it.
As the powerful human race entered one after another, the entrance gradually closed. With so many people entering at one time, the limit has been reached. You must wait for three days before it can be opened again.
puff!
At the moment when the entrance was closed, a sudden sound of flesh and blood being separated drew the angry sight of the demon clan strongmen back. All the demon clan strongmen fled away and saw with horror that Wutian was holding a dark and lightless thin weapon in his hand.
Sword, at his feet, lay the other arm!
His arm!
He actually cut off his right arm! The right arm with a sword!!
All the monsters looked at him in shock, horror and confusion.
"Young Master!"
"grown ups!"
"you……"
As soon as everyone uttered one or two syllables, they were interrupted by Wutian's cold gaze. The gaze was not angry, but very calm. It just gave them a creepy feeling. Under those calm eyes, there was something hidden.
It’s a violent and murderous spirit that lasts for thousands of years!
Like a sleeping ferocious beast, truly irritated!
"I have been practicing swordsmanship all my life, but in the end it was nothing more than this." Wutian gasped slightly and stared at his sword blade. His face was reflected on the snow-white edge of the sword. He said softly: "It's not that my talent is not good, it's not that the sword is not good, it's not that of blood.
No...it's just that I'm not working hard enough!"
"I have such good blood, resources, and a sound body, but I don't work hard. It's a death sentence!" He seemed to be telling himself, but also seemed to be warning everyone.
The powerful demon clan members were speechless.
Not working hard enough?
Bullshit!!
They have never seen anyone who works harder than Wu Tian. No matter it is windy, snowy, pouring rain, or hail that is rare in a century, this young master with the golden key in his mouth never gives up practicing his sword.
Under the tree, there is always that figure waving a sword, waving a sword, waving a sword non-stop.
From a three-year-old child, wield a sword.
At the age of ten, children are still wielding swords.
His childhood was spent wielding a sword. If such a person does not work hard enough, who is considered hardworking?
You must know that the environment in the border wilderness is harsh, which is completely different from the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers in the Central Plains. However, in this harsh environment, the young master can persevere.
Looking at Wutian's calm and terrifying expression, the demon clan's powerful eyes felt wet. God is unfair. Such a proud man, with such a unique talent and bloodline, and working so hard, why did he still end up like this?
A broken arm reveals the will!
Wutian moved all the strong men of the demon clan with his actions. Although this was not his purpose, at this moment, his reputation had surpassed that of the old clan leader, the terrifying father who dominated the world for eight hundred miles!
Wutian raised his head and looked up at the sky. There seemed to be a pair of eyes watching him in the dark clouds. He smiled slightly, relaxed and calm.
His remaining left hand clenched the sword in his hand.