Taoist world

"boom!"

Although the sound of Jiang Yun's footsteps was not loud, it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

In fact, Jiang Yun's body exuded an aura that was extremely familiar to the Huang clan.

The breath was like waves, with Jiang Yun as the center, sweeping towards the entire five peaks of the Great Wilderness. Wherever it passed, the five peaks of the Great Wilderness that had been violently shaking miraculously returned to calm.

At this moment, the world fell into silence again. Only Jiang Yun's voice continued to echo in this space and in everyone's minds.

"You guys lost!"

Countless eyes were fixed on Jiang Yun, who was standing on the thirtieth floor, looking at the bloody pattern of the word "awn" between his eyebrows.

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Others may not know what is going on, but Huang Junyan and others nodded secretly.

Because Jiang Yun clearly understood these three desolate patterns during the short period of comprehension he just had.

Moreover, when the priest interrupted him with an angry shout, he simply pretended to be injured and spit out the mouthful of blood.

That mouthful of blood was actually his realization, the desolate pattern he had newly drawn!

In addition, most people still have a doubt.

They were not surprised at all that Jiang Yun was able to step onto the thirtieth step, but they noticed that what Jiang Yun just said was--"You!"

It was clear that Huang Yongfeng was the only one making a bet with Jiang Yun, but why did Jiang Yun say "you"?

Some monks who reacted quickly suddenly realized after thinking deeply. Combined with the strange changes that suddenly appeared in the five peaks of the wilderness since Jiang Yun stepped onto the twenty-eighth step, it was not difficult for them to guess that someone had just secretly stopped Jiang Yun and helped Huang Yongfeng.

As soon as this idea came up, these people looked at the entire Desolate Clan with disdain in their eyes.

For one of the nine dignified Nirvana clans to use such despicable methods, it is really despising.

At this moment, Huang Yongfeng was trembling all over and his face was as pale as paper. It was obvious that he could not accept the fact that he had lost no matter what.

However, after a moment, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Jiang Yun fiercely and said: "Yes, you have indeed climbed thirty steps, but your true cultivation is still not the Dao Spirit Realm, because you have Desolate Marks!"

"As we all know, the reason why our Desolate clan is so powerful is because we have both Desolate Marks and Spiritual Energy."

"Therefore, your true cultivation level is at least equivalent to the Earth Protector level, so this bet cannot count!"

"What's more, I'm very curious. You are obviously not a member of my Desolate Clan, nor are you a slave of my Desolate Clan. Where did you get the Desolate Pattern?"

"I wonder if you once killed a member of my Desolate Tribe and used some method unknown to us to forcefully transfer his Desolate Marks to your body."

"Then, come back to our Desolate Clan and spy on our Desolate Clan's sacred objects in the name of joining our Desolate Clan army!"

Huang Yongfeng said these words in one breath. Although almost everyone knew that he was quibbling, they at least made everyone understand that Jiang Yun was indeed not from the Huang clan, but a cultivator from a foreign clan.

As for Huang Yongfeng's last words, although everyone knew that he was deliberately slandering Jiang Yun, they did make some sense.

Because none of them could figure out why Jiang Yun had wild patterns, so they did not rule out the possibility mentioned by Huang Yongfeng.

Therefore, when Huang Yongfeng finished speaking, many members of the Huang tribe immediately looked at Jiang Yun with a few evil looks in their eyes.

The priest even said coldly: "Yes, Jiang Yun, let's not mention the bet between you and Huang Yongfeng for now. In fact, I have long had doubts about your origins!"

"You are obviously just an ordinary human, but you exude the aura of the demon clan. Now, you have the desolate pattern of my desolate clan, and you are also a friend of the reincarnation clan!"

"I wonder if, as Huang Yongfeng said, you have some unknown means that can kill others and take advantage of others' special talents as your own!"

"Now, you'd better explain it to us!"

Most people also didn't know that Jiang Yun had the aura of the demon race. Now that they heard the priest reveal it, they couldn't help but be surprised again.

Because if what the priest said is true, then all those ethnic groups with special talents must be careful about Jiang Yun.

Maybe he will become Jiang Yun's next target.

At this time, everyone looked at Jiang Yun with a look of caution.

And Jiang Yun finally turned around slowly, with a smile on his face, and even clapped his hands gently and said: "Master Sacrifice, you are really brilliant, Jiang has to accept it!"

The chorus of Huang Yongfeng and Ji Si not only instantly diverted everyone's attention from the bet, but also put Jiang Yun on everyone's opposite side.

The priest said expressionlessly: "Jiang Yun, we are waiting for your explanation!"

Jiang Yun shook his head and said: "Master Priest, in fact, you should be more suitable to answer this question than me!"

"Although you Nine Nirvana Clan are all superior and are called the Nine Clan of Creation, you know better than anyone else that the special talents you possess can also be cultivated by people from other races!"

"Not bad!" The person who spoke was Lu Piaomiao, the leader of the Samsara clan.

He nodded, glanced at the Desolate Tribe priest coldly and said, "I can prove this."

"I don't know why little friend Jiang has magic patterns and desolate patterns, but I can tell you calmly that he can also use my clan's reincarnation technique!"

Lu Piaomiao's words immediately caused an uproar among everyone again.

Jiang Yun actually knows the reincarnation technique of the reincarnation clan.

What kind of opportunity and luck is it for a person to possess the special talents of the three Nirvana clans.

The desolate tribe priest suddenly turned his head and looked at Lu Piaomiao. Although his face was expressionless, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. He was obviously dissatisfied with Lu Piaomiao standing up to speak for Jiang Yun at this time. .

How could Lu Piaomiao be afraid of him? She smiled coldly and said: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, since the Desolate Clan is making things difficult for you in every possible way, I think it would be better for you to follow me and return to the Samsara Clan!"

"Don't worry, we, the Samsara Clan, will definitely treat you like a guest and even allow you to enter our clan's sacred objects!"

Lu Piaomiao had long been dissatisfied with the behavior of the Huang tribe, especially the behavior of the sacrifice, and Lu Lun also agreed, so now she finally stood up.

Although the desolate tribe priest hated Lu Piaomiao in his heart, he could not do anything to him. He could only retract his gaze bitterly and look at Jiang Yun again.

"Jiang Yun, I don't care why you have the special talents of the Demon Clan and the Samsara Clan. I just ask you, why do you have the desolate pattern of my Desolate Clan?"

"It is true that you are right. The talent of my Nine Ninth Clan can be practiced by other races, but the prerequisite is that it must be taught by someone from my Nine Clan."

"Especially our tribe's desolate pattern. If people from other tribes want to understand it, they must first be sent by our tribe's desolate pattern."

"Now, I just want to know, which member of my clan gave you the desolate pattern you used to gain enlightenment?"

Because of Lu Piaomiao's support, the desolate tribe's priest could only do the next best thing and only asked Jiang Yun to explain the desolate pattern.

Moreover, he believed that no one in the Desolate Clan should do such a thing, and even if someone did it, it would be absolutely impossible to admit it at this time.

Because this is a taboo of the Desolate Clan!

However, just as the desolate tribe’s priest finished speaking, someone had already spoken: “The desolate pattern he used to gain enlightenment was given to him by me!”

Looking at the speaker, everyone's faces couldn't help showing subtle expressions.

The desolate tribe's priest also stood there dumbfounded, without saying a word.