Urban Madness

"What did you say? Say it again! How dare you say that this saint is not qualified!"

Jiaolong Shengzi instantly broke the defense.

"Find out whether your current status and status are good or not, and you still want to see the Holy Master, so don't have that big dream in the Spring and Autumn Period!"

"What this holy son said is an order, don't act quickly!"

"Remind you the last sentence, this is your best chance, but don't be ignorant, or you will definitely suffer!"

Jiaolong Shengzi waved his hand and issued an ultimatum.

Bai Yu's brows were slightly wrinkled, and his face was a little unhappy.

"If you dare to take a step forward, don't blame us for not being sympathetic!"

"Yes, it's almost done, don't deceive people too much, if we have to fight, we won't be afraid!"

"Since we are so hostile to us, why are we staying here? Why don't we go out and fight those gods!"

"I think it's also the head of the sect, let's go back to the Tianji faction and fight to the death with those guys. It's too embarrassing here!"

The faces of the disciples of the Tianji School were filled with unwillingness and indignation.

They used to be the disciples of the No. 1 sect in the Big Dipper Star Region, enjoying endless glory. When have they suffered such humiliation?

As the saying goes, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, but now it is not something they can do by bowing their heads.

Now they would rather die standing than live on their knees, and would rather be broken than broken tiles!

Seeing this scene, Jiaolong Shengzi sneered twice.

What he wants is this effect, and what he wants is to use words to defeat the psychological defenses of these disciples!

When their psychological defense line is gone, naturally they will not be begging and relying on their own ethnic group.

As for whether they will join the camp of those human cultivators or kill each other with those human cultivators after they go out, it has nothing to do with them.

It is good to kill each other, and I am happy to see that scene.

When the eyes of all the disciples turned to Bai Yu, Bai Yu was slightly stunned, and the author had a great psychological struggle in his heart.

He didn't know what these disciples were thinking, but if he left the demon clan now, it would be no different from courting death.

The next moment, Immortal Venerable Zishuang on the side waved at Su Linger.

After careful observation, Immortal Venerable Zishuang is indeed in a bad condition, and the Chaos Immortal Clothing on his body has long since lost its luster.

But at this moment, he still insisted and stood up, trying not to let Bai Yu bear everything alone.

Su Linger instantly understood the meaning, and temporarily appeased the disciples under her.

"You guys are really thick-skinned! This Holy Son has already said this for the sake of it, and you can still rely on it here."

"Not bad, he is indeed a powerful human cultivator, and his face is unprecedentedly thick!"

The Holy Son of Jiaolong smiled coldly, and demoted these human race cultivators to the point where they were completely undone.

"you…"

The disciples on the field clenched the weapons around their waists, and their eyes were filled with unwillingness and anger.

If they were given another chance to choose, they would rather not come to this wild world, and would rather not live here!

Bai Yu took a deep breath and walked straight to the outside, but was blocked by the Holy Son of Jiaolong.

"What do you want to do? You haven't finished speaking yet, where are you going?"

"I'm going to meet your Monster Race Holy Master and ask about everything, or that sentence, you are not qualified to talk to me."

"I'm really dying of laughter. For so many years, this holy son has never heard such a funny joke. Take a look today!"

The Holy Son of Jiaolong held his neck straight, blocking Bai Yu's only path, without making any concessions.

He didn't believe that Bai Yu, these defeated generals, would dare to take action against him, unless they were impatient!

Bai Yu smiled lightly, and then released the pressure of the peak realm of the saint.

A wisp of terror was like this, and a deep and deep aura like the sea instantly permeated the entire Savage Valley.

The Holy Son of Jiaolong and the demon disciples he brought with him didn't have the high-spirited spirit just now.

"This... you guys really want to die, but you dare to attack us!"

"Don't stop quickly, don't stop quickly, believe it or not..."

Before Jiaolong Shengzi could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Bai Yu.

Bai Yu leaned down, looked at Jiaolong Shengzi's pupils with indifferent eyes, and said lightly.

"Believe it or not, you'll get revenge, right? Believe it or not, you'll destroy us, right?"

"You think we've all fallen into this situation, what's there to be afraid of?"

"If you dare to say one more word, believe it or not, I will call you to kill on the spot!"

Bai Yu's voice was extremely indifferent, as if to freeze a person's soul.

Holy Son Jiaolong opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but he had nothing to say.

Yes, in the face of powerful strength, everything is nothing, everything is too much to say, what else do you have to say?

"Presumptuous, how dare to disrespect the Holy Son!"

The next moment, a roar of rage sounded to the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw a pitch-black Flood Dragon circling and roaring in the sky, a powerful roar that was about to shatter people's eardrums.

Seeing the rescuers coming, the Jiaolong Son was overjoyed.

"Guardian Jiaolong, you are finally here! You are finally here! If you don't come again, these guys will be turned upside down!"

"Teach them a good lesson and let them know, whose territory is here!"

"Hahaha, you're done, you won't be arrogant for a long time, and you dare to take action against this saint, and I'll let you know what it means to be strong in a while!"

Holy Son Jiaolong roared loudly, as if he had seen his time to find his way back.

It's not that he is too arrogant, but that the one hovering in the sky is one of his own four guardians!

His strength is comparable to that of a strong man in the late stage of the saint, but he is his own top master!

If this can't be found, who can you turn to?

Bai Yu just glanced at it lightly, and the black Jiaolong above did not say much.

Immortal Venerable Zishuang squinted his eyes slightly, and his figure instantly hung up in the air, facing off against the black Jiaolong.

"Want to start a war? Come on, don't talk nonsense, I'll let you shoot first."

Immortal Venerable Zishuang spit out a sentence indifferently, and his own momentum is also slowly rising.

"Uh…"

When sensing the strength of Immortal Venerable Zishuang, the Jiaolong Protector hesitated, not knowing for a while whether he should take action or not.

Although Zishuang Immortal Venerable is now at the end of the battle, but the realm of the Immortal Venerable level of others is there, how can he be able to challenge it?

Seeing that his own Jiaolong guardian did not move, the Jiaolong saint below hurriedly urged.

"Jiaolong protector, what are you doing? Take out all your strength and give the opposite side a powerful look!"