Chapter 639 Mystery
"The ignorant are really fearless. Do you think that after the Hezhou incident happened for a hundred years, the human cultivator would not know?"
"If you know, how can you tolerate the slaughter of my human race."
Wang Hong continued to pretend to be a monk who turned into a deity, and he felt that he was getting closer and closer to the truth.
Therefore, he is also acting very hard now, as if he doesn't believe the other party's nonsense and tries hard to argue.
"Hmph! Don't try to trick me, but it's okay to tell you this, it will only make you more desperate.
Your human seniors and my monster race have formed an alliance. The human seniors are not as small-bellied as you and others.
Even us monster races have a lot of admiration for the elder demeanor of the predecessors of the human race. "
When this golden dragon talked about the seniors of the human race, it had a completely different expression from the way it treated Wang Hong and the others. That kind of admiration cannot be faked.
This also made Wang Hong even more puzzled. Since he admired the predecessors of the human race so much, why did he wantonly attack and slaughter the human race in Hezhou?
"As for the matter of Hezhou, it is more related to a major event of cooperation between the two races.
For the sake of the overall situation, the ancestors of the human race had already given Hezhou to the Yaozu. "
Jin Jiao's words were like a thunderbolt to Wang Hong's ears.
In such a huge Hezhou, the seniors of the human race sent it out as soon as they said it would be sent out, putting hundreds of millions of people in Hezhou to death, and ignored it.
He didn't know if there were Hezhou monks among these seniors, but he was sure that these seniors of the human race never asked the opinions of the Hezhou human race.
"Hmph! I don't believe it. What kind of major event can make the seniors of the human race give up the hundreds of millions of people in Hezhou!"
Although Wang Hong was extremely shocked, he covered it up and still showed a look of disbelief.
"You think highly of yourself. The human race has a strong reproductive ability and a large number, spreading across all states and islands. Even on the territory of the demons, there are also human races.
The mere Hezhou human race has never been included in the orthodoxy of the human race. In the eyes of the seniors, they are nothing more than ants.
Your Hezhou cultivator's aptitude is too dull and unusable. At best, you can only play the role of cannon fodder, which is really dispensable. "
Wang Hong was burning with anger. Because of the low strength of the Hezhou people, they were abandoned like shoes. The low strength is not the fault of the Hezhou people, but the lack of resources.
Just as his heart was shaking, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Jin Jiao's mouth opposite him.
A thing made of divine consciousness, like a cone of dust, but invisible and traceless, attacked Wang Hong silently.
Wang Hong, who was thinking, suddenly felt a pain in his head, as if being hit by a sledgehammer.
However, he has a strong spiritual sense, and under the control of his mind, he immediately mobilized his own powerful spiritual sense to defend and counterattack.
Under the counterattack of his spiritual sense, the dust cone that came suddenly shattered into countless fragments, some of which disappeared without a trace, and the rest was wrapped by his spiritual sense and slowly absorbed.
Jin Jiao's spiritual consciousness is not particularly powerful. For this blow, he and Wang Hong slowly stalled for time, and then gathered all the power of his spiritual consciousness to deliver this decisive blow.
If you encounter other monks of the same level and are suddenly attacked by your spiritual consciousness, your spiritual consciousness will definitely collapse on the spot, and then let them be slaughtered.
If it used other supernatural powers, Wang Hong might have to spend some time, but it managed to use Wang Hong's best divine sense skills, and it won't lose money if it steals chickens.
At this moment, Jin Jiao felt as if an explosion had occurred in his mind, and the primordial spirit was torn into countless pieces, and it showed a huge Jiaolong real body, rolling and howling in the air.
Now time is running out, Wang Hong has no time to watch the golden dragon rolling and howling in the air, turning into a rainbow light, and appearing next to the golden dragon in an instant.
Raising the black knife in his hand, he chopped it down, and the huge dragon head rolled down. Wang Hong raised his hand and put the two corpses into the storage ring.
At this time, under the cover of the poisonous bees, Zhang Chunfeng and others had gradually left the herd.
Wang Hong collected the Jiao corpse, chased after him, took out the golden Jiao's head, held it in his hand, and held a black long knife in the other.
Seeing Jin Jiao being beheaded by Wang Hong with a single knife, many demon clans were already shocked. Seeing Wang Hong holding the huge head of Jin Jiao, with golden blood dripping from it, Jin Jiao's eyes widened, Do not rest in peace.
At this moment, when the demons saw Wang Hong, it was like facing a demon god, and they had already lost their fighting spirit.
Wang Hong rushed to the front and beheaded two monsters one after another. In addition, Jin Jiao was dead and the group of monsters had no leader, so the monsters let Wang Hong protect Zhang Chunfeng and others to leave without stopping.
When the group of them flew out of the herd of beasts, the horde of beasts finally arrived, and they immediately accelerated their flight, completely breaking away from the herd of monsters.
After meeting with the human army led by Shouhou, they traveled continuously, flying for three days and three nights, and finally chose a place to camp and rest.
Wang Hong has spent the past three days retreating in the flying boat. He gained a lot from the battle with Jin Jiao. First of all, the power of Jin Jiao's consciousness used to attack was broken up, and now it is being attacked by his consciousness. Wrap and absorb slowly.
In the past three days, only a small part of it has been absorbed and refined, but it has already allowed him to make great progress in his spiritual consciousness in a short period of time.
The strength of his original consciousness should be similar to that of a monk who has just entered the God of Transformation, barely comparable to it.
When he absorbs and refines the power of this group of divine consciousness, I believe that even compared with the monks in the early stage of transforming gods, he will not be afraid.
Thinking of this kind of benefit, he even wanted to find a few more monks or monsters who knew the mystic arts to fight.
But I can only think about it. There are very few people who know this secret technique, and they are all kept secret. He can't come to ask one by one.
Moreover, what if I accidentally meet a monk who looks ordinary but actually wants to pretend to be a pig and eat tigers all day long?
At this time, Wang Hong looked at the unicorn that had been cut in half by himself, and there were many golden scales that had been cut in half, and felt a little regretful.
Fortunately, these things can still be used, but the value is slightly discounted.
After the human army temporarily settled down, Wang Hong walked out of the flying boat.
"See Your Majesty!"
When the monks of the Great Chu Immortal Kingdom saw him coming out, they quickly saluted.
"Everyone has worked hard! Although this battle is difficult and dangerous, our human race has gained a lot. With your help, we even killed a fourth-rank top-grade golden flood dragon, the leader of the monster clan."
Wang Hong said, and threw out the huge golden dragon corpse.
The complete body of the dragon is hundreds of feet long, and the head of the golden dragon is as big as a house.
This chapter makes up yesterday’s work. I was too busy moving bricks yesterday.
(end of this chapter)