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Chapter 666: Riding on your face and shitting on me, can you still tolerate it?



Chapter 666: Riding on your face and shitting on me, can you still tolerate it?

Canfeng Mansion is one of the top-ranked sects and ranks among the seven sects. It is one of the most powerful sects in the world with extremely strong strength. It is said that the old monster Canfeng in the sect is the most likely to advance to the strongest person in recent years, which has once again boosted the power of his sect.

Before the elder of Canfeng Mansion could finish his words, he was interrupted by a thin figure from the other side: "Haha, I think you are afraid that the demon tribe will launch another large-scale attack and slaughter all your disciples, so you are afraid!"

"nonsense!!!"

"Don't pretend. Everyone knows that your Canfeng Mansion has been accumulating strength in recent years. When your sect promotes a peerless person, it will be time to spy on Lingran, the number one sect!"

The ambition of Canfeng Mansion is obvious.

Many people laughed out loud. Those who laughed almost crazily were all from the newly arrived sects and some warmongers. Some of them just arrived to get ready for battle, or they simply liked fighting, so they looked down on this sect that retreated at the critical moment.

"Huh! Afraid? That's right, I am afraid. Yesterday's attack was sudden, and nearly 40% of my disciples on the front line were killed, not to mention the small sects that participated. I think the losses are even greater! I am thinking about the overall situation~"

The old man's voice was a little sad, but not a single tear was shed. His acting skills were lacking.

Chang Qing sneered in his heart, thinking that this old man might have the idea of ​​cowardly fighting, and wanted to arouse resonance through this method to achieve his own goal in a roundabout way.

"Hehe, such a high-sounding reason really seems like something that a bunch of decent people like you can come up with." Sitting on a high seat, a young man with sunken eye sockets, pale face, and bulging muscles slapped the table. A green light flashed, and the table made of ordinary wood was instantly turned into powder.

There was an extremely pungent smell in the air. Chang Qing frowned, looked closely at the young man in a strange state, and made some guesses.

This person seemed to be a demon cultivator. The blood vessels under the young man's pale skin also showed a hint of dark green. He should be a demon cultivator who relied on the evil energy to practice.

"Does Deputy Sect Leader Zhou of the Shayin Sect think that we are doing this for his own sake? How dare a demon sect speak so arrogantly here!" The old man from the Canfeng Mansion sneered.

Next to the old man from Canfeng Mansion, an old man who looked like an immortal stroked his long beard and said, "The Demon Sect is still the Demon Sect after all, and is despised by the people of the world. You actually want people to go forward and die. Could it be that you want to take this opportunity to collect the blood evil energy for cultivation?"

"That's better than you. You open your mouth to think about others, and close your mouth to express gratitude for the difficulties of life. You wrap your own selfishness in it. It's so clever, but also really disgusting!"

On the other side, a red-eyed man with demonic energy all over his body retorted.

A young man with an evil look on his face sneered, "That's right, you keep saying you are upright, but when you encounter trouble, you think of running away first. You are worse than us, the demons, and you are as cowardly as mice. In my opinion, you are not as good as a kid in the Dan Yun realm. Look at his methods, he killed two million monsters with one trick. If it were you, who would dare to do it? I'm afraid you would piss yourself when you see the monster army~"

"Hahahaha~"

Many demon cultivators burst into laughter. Some sects with weaker strength had long been fed up with the way these first-rank sect leaders said one thing and did another in private.

Chang Qing watched the discussions of the crowd and found it interesting that the division between the righteous and evil paths in Lingran Tianxia was not that severe.

Some of the demonic sects abide by the rules. They dig up graves and rob tombs when they have nothing to do, and use the corpses to place some formations to condense evil spirits for practice.

Why don't you practice the way of evil spirits? Soul light is a supreme way. It is extremely difficult to just see it, let alone practice it!

Even for the most extraordinary people, it is difficult for them to peek into the secrets of the soul. They can only condense the power of blood evil to help improve their cultivation. Compared with the step-by-step approach of the righteous path, the improvement of their cultivation is already very fast.

After hundreds of thousands of years of development, the magic path has become relatively mature and is no longer as frightening.

It’s just that the ideas in people’s minds are difficult to eradicate and there are still some prejudices.

Being mocked by countless demons, such a scene made the elders of the sect who usually claimed to be orthodox in humanity look extremely gloomy.

"He's just a little kid, but he cleverly used the methods left by the strong. It's no big deal. It's even a bit despicable, which damages the dignity of our human race!" A young man in gorgeous clothes put down the tea bowl in his hand and waved his hand, as if he looked down on the methods used by Changqing.

Shangguan Qiuying became excited when she heard this. She glanced at Changqing who seemed not to have heard anything, and a surge of anger surged in her heart.

Someone is riding on your face and shitting on you, can you still endure it?

Changqing pretended not to see it and turned his head away.

Endure! Why can't I endure it! Listening to the quarrel between the good and evil forces, I was so absorbed in it that I didn't put myself into the situation at all. I just regretted that I didn't have any melon seeds...

Chang Qing can tolerate it, but Shangguan Qiuying can't! When this guy said this, wasn't it just a disguised mockery of saving the situation and saving the wrong person?

"Oh? Does the Dianxing Sect think that this plan is inappropriate and should not be used?"

The handsome young man glanced at Chang Qing who was sitting obediently on the small stool, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and then nodded: "That's right, such a vicious scheme will drag the style and reputation of our human race to the bottom, it is really a disaster for the human race!"

Shangguan Qiuying raised her eyebrows, still waiting for the handsome young man's answer: "Is that so? Do you have a better idea for Xinggong? Tell me about it?"

"This..." The handsome young man was speechless for a moment. He didn't expect Shangguan Qiuying to be waiting for him here. He only noticed now that the atmosphere around him was a bit depressing, and Shangguan Qiuying's words were a bit angry.

An old man next to him looked at the handsome young man with a look of desperation.

"You can't say it now? It's really an hindsight! If it's according to what you said, our human race must do everything openly and honestly, including fighting against those millions of monsters? Or, what you just agreed to, retreat and preserve our strength, and give such a large territory of the Southern Region to the monsters?" Shangguan Qiuying's voice was a little aggressive.

The handsome young man had sweat on his forehead. He was racking his brains to think of a solution, but no matter what he tried, it was extremely unrealistic. He could only stammer and mumble, and his words were difficult to hear clearly.

Many powerful people also heard Shangguan Qiuying's dissatisfaction and kept silent for fear of getting into trouble.

"Every word you say is vicious, and every word you say is a human demeanor. If you really care about the human race, you would not have ignored the millions of people in the world who are still suffering. Have you ever thought about them?" The questioning voice entered everyone's heart.

They live far away from the world, in a remote corner, and have been cut off from the world for a long time. They have subconsciously forgotten that there are some mortals without spiritual power. Even if they realize it, they will feel that it has nothing to do with them. The lives of mortals are like ants, how can they be compared with them...

"Why are you silent? You don't even have the courage to reason with me. You even dare to laugh at a genius who is willing to sacrifice his life to make the Demon Lord make a mistake. He is in the Dan Yun realm and is not afraid of the Demon Lord. What about you? Let me ask you one more question, who among you dares to face the Demon Lord directly?!"


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