"Don't be angry. Listen to me first. After the agreement is reached, we require that teams cannot be sent to attack other countries. They can only appear in the form of small teams. Each team cannot exceed twenty people. If there are really some dead people,
For grudges, you can go to the other party to challenge them. As long as both parties agree, they can fight." The woman from the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe smiled and said, "Also, the elders are not allowed to take action against the younger generation. The younger generation has its own
According to the rules, of course, unless the other party seriously provokes you or scolds you."
"Let me hear it, what is the specific scope of the younger generation you are talking about?" Emperor Ji asked after thinking for a while.
"The monks who are older than two thousand years old are all the younger generation." The woman from the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe said, "This is a specific agreement, you can take a look."
With that said, the woman from the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe handed Emperor Ji a piece of white paper. The words on it were in Chinese, which showed that the other party had made sufficient preparations.
Emperor Ji took it and glanced at it, he had completely read the contents on it. The white paper spontaneously ignited in his hands and turned into a pile of ashes.
The content written on the white paper is what the pseudo-fairyland woman from the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan just mentioned, but it is more specific.
Since pseudo-fairyland masters have appeared in various races, various races will no longer launch large-scale aggressive wars like before. After all, there are pseudo-fairyland masters.
If masters at the pseudo-fairyland level cause trouble, it may be difficult for any race to find them. They are so elusive that it would be easy to kill the masters at the pseudo-fairyland level.
It is precisely because of the existence of such super masters that all major races are afraid of each other. For the growth of the younger generation, they have to abide by an agreement.
For example, there is a genius in one race who is extremely talented, but he is known by another race. In order to prevent this race from developing, the other side is likely to send pseudo-fairyland masters to attack and kill him. Who can stop this?
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Strictly speaking, this agreement is very beneficial to every race. Not only can it avoid large-scale deaths, but it can also make the entire world of cultivation prosper quickly.
"I have read this agreement, but there are still some things I don't understand. For example, the meaning of Article 3 is that no matter which race's younger generation masters challenge another race, or move around at will, the older generation will not be allowed.
Experts can take action, but the younger generation can." Emperor Ji asked.
"That's what it means. Let the young people solve their own problems, and let the older generation solve the problems of the older generation. Of course, if the younger generation kills the masters of the older generation, this does not constitute a violation of the agreement." The Demonic Wood Spirit Clan.
The pseudo-fairyland woman said.
"Okay, I agree." Emperor Ji agreed directly.
He will naturally agree to this kind of thing. Once the agreement is formed, there is no need to worry about that race sending hundreds of thousands of masters to attack another race.
The alien race has always looked down upon the human race. In their eyes, the human race has always been an inferior race. If there were other ways, they would never negotiate this agreement. After all, there is a race that does not want the territory of its own race to be expanded.
They are afraid of offending the pseudo-fairyland masters, which will always bring disaster.
The same goes for the human race and the demon race. Although they are a little afraid of the alien race, they always feel that the alien race is a group of alien beasts that have not fully evolved. However, the human race is not wary, so it is reasonable for the human race to agree to this agreement.
Afterwards, the eight of them discussed the specific contents of the agreement, as well as some penalties for violating the agreement, etc.
After discussing, they simultaneously cast a forbidden method. If any race ignores the agreement, goes its own way, and sends a large number of troops or pseudo-fairyland masters to attack and kill other people, then the rules of heaven and earth will be triggered, and heaven will give this race or
It was the master of the pseudo-fairyland who brought down terrible disasters.
Although this is an agreement between various races, in fact, the most important thing about this agreement is to restrain the invasion of large-scale masters and pseudo-wonderland masters.
As long as they don't offend the pseudo-fairyland masters, they won't take action at will anymore.
After they separated, Emperor Ji first went to the Fusohua Island area, told Fairy Xingyue about the incident, and then returned to the Dragon Alliance.
In less than half an hour, the entire Dragon Alliance knew about this, and many of them cheered crazily. Finally, they no longer worried about foreign invasion and entered the territory to massacre.
Despite this, the Dragon Alliance still calls on people to practice hard, because there may be alien masters coming to challenge the Eight Realms and Ten Lands.
At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was in the Yue Kingdom, did not know about this matter.
Not only everyone in Xiliang knew about this, but the major foreign races also knew about it. Many of them jumped at the chance to come to the area where the Dragon Alliance is located, especially the younger generation of those races.
On the third day after the agreement was reached, experts from the Scale Horn Clan came to the Xiliang Sanctuary. They were observing the situation of the entire Xiliang Sanctuary like bystanders.
After arriving from the Scale Horn Clan continent, they set foot on this land. However, due to the existence of Yuwen Zhouyuan, their extreme invasion failed. Now they can finally set foot on this land and see what is on this land.
The first batch of ten masters from the Scale Horn Clan to enter the Xiliang Sanctuary, seven of them are masters from the younger generation of the Scale Horn Clan, and the one with the worst cultivation level is also in the early stage of the True Saint. One of them is from the Scale Horn Clan.
The cultivation of the younger generation of masters has reached the middle stage of the True Saint, while the other two masters of the older generation have reached the peak of the middle stage of the True Saint.
"Is this the Xiliang Sanctuary of the human race? It is indeed very prosperous, and the enthusiasm for cultivation is very high, but unfortunately, their overall cultivation is still far behind." As soon as they stepped into Dengzhou City, a member of the Scale Horn Clan
The younger generation of experts will judge and judge.
The reason why they entered from Dengzhou City was probably because the area of Dengzhou City had dealt them too many blows.
On the streets of Dengzhou City, many people saw the ten masters of the Scale Horn Clan showing hatred in their eyes. They had always remembered the war in their hearts, and some of them were filled with fighting spirit and wanted to go and have a fight.
"Look at these human races, tsk tsk tsk... they are so cowardly. If a human master enters our Scaley Horns continent, I will definitely let him leave, or even stay forever." Another Scaley Horns said.
The younger generation of masters of the tribe pointed at the people around them and said arrogantly, as if they didn't take the human race in their eyes at all.
"Scale Horn tribesmen, get out of our Xiliang Sanctuary. You are not welcome in our Xiliang Sanctuary." Just as they were walking forward, a voice suddenly shouted out.
"Get out of Xiliang Sanctuary, damn the Scale Horns." Many people on both sides of the street shouted, their faces flushed and their eyes filled with anger.
"Hahaha... Then let's see if you have the strength to let us leave. If not, stop yelling here." said a young man from the Scale Horn Clan who was in the early stage of True Saint cultivation.
"I'm here to fight you. If you lose, get out of the Xiliang Sanctuary." At this time, an extremely burly young man stood in front of the ten Scale Horn Clan masters and said.
"Let me do it! Let me try my hand. I have never smelled human blood." The young man with the weakest cultivation among the younger generation of the Scale Horn clan looked at the people around him and said.
The rest of the Scale Horn clan nodded.
Seeing their agreement, the young man took a step forward and appeared five or three feet in front of the burly young man in Xiliang.
"Come on! Let me see the masters of your young generation from the human race." The young man from the Scale Horn tribe said arrogantly, as if he wanted to let this burly young man take action first.
"These Scale Horn tribesmen are too arrogant, they must be beaten to death."
"Skin them and make armor."
"Chop them up and feed them to the dogs."
There were many unpleasant voices, and they were undoubtedly not derogatory. They hated the Scale Horns extremely much, especially some of the masters who had volunteered to join the battle. They would never forget that kind of bloody scene.
These sounds reached the ears of the ten Scale Horn clan masters. Their faces changed slightly, and a cold light flashed in their eyes. If possible, they would not mind starting the killing spree, but because of the agreement, they did not dare.
Once they do this, masters will appear and ruthlessly wipe them out, regardless of whether they are of the younger generation or not.
"Death blow." A master from the younger generation of the Scale Horn clan said coldly.
"Yes." The fighting Scale Horn master responded.
"Rang Niu Fist." The burly young man shouted and ran forward quickly. His whole body turned into an afterimage. When he was three feet away from the master of the Scaled Horns, he punched out.
"Mou." A voice sounded, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a wild bull, carrying an extremely powerful collision force, and his fists were like the horns of a bull, making him look very powerful.
The space was trembling, and many people around couldn't help but cheer. They thought that this burly young man from Xiliang would definitely win. However, those with advanced cultivation sighed slightly. From the beginning, they already knew the result.
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"Death." The expert from the Scale Horn Tribe took a step forward, and the street seemed to shake. He also punched out, and the force of it probably made the space buzz with a roar.
"Bang..." The burly young man with unparalleled boxing power was directly blasted, his body turned into pieces, and blood spattered.
The fist of the early True Saint young man from the Scale Horn tribe was stained with blood. He stretched out his tongue and licked it, looking like he was enjoying it, with an evil smile on his face, "Is this the taste of human blood? Sure enough, it is.
It’s the best, I’m almost falling in love with this taste.”
This scene shocked everyone at once.
"How is that possible?"
"How could that master lose?"
Many people showed disbelief. They just thought that the young man would definitely blow the master from the Scale Horn Clan to pieces, but they did not expect that the result was exactly the opposite. The young man from Xiliang was blown to pieces by his opponent.