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"Aren't there always been twelve Martial Immortals between our human race and the demon race? One, two, three, four, five...thirteen, why is there one more demon race?"

"Then how do you fight?"

"Could it be that our human race is really going to perish?"

Desperation spread among the human race.

"Mom, Bao'er doesn't want to die, woo woo woo..." the little girl cried.

All of a sudden, a group of children burst into tears, and many men and women around them had red eyes.

Many young women cried in low voices.

"No! I don't want to die either! I'm not married yet! Don't!" A man couldn't bear it and said hysterically.

"do not Cry!"

A strong man next to him glared at him and said, "Man, why are you crying? You're like a coward!"

"What's the use of killing me?"

The man broke out completely, and said: "Yes, I am a coward, you are amazing! You are a man! You have the ability to kill those demon martial immortals!"

The strong man was speechless.

At this moment, the emotions of countless people collapsed.

Everyone from an 80-year-old woman to an eight-year-old child knows what it means to have thirteen Martial Immortals in the Demon Race.

"Hey, old man, I've lived so many years, I've lived enough," an old man looked at his children and grandchildren with extreme reluctance, tears streaming down his cheeks: "It's you, you are still young, and you will... If you can It would be nice to exchange one life for another."

"dad……"

"grandfather.…"

The children and grandchildren were crying. "Is it over?"

"Not reconciled!"

"Our human race will eventually perish?"

A group of martial saints and martial masters looked extremely unwilling.

Especially Qi Changfeng and the others, who are obviously only one step away from becoming Martial Immortals?
"wrong!"

Somewhere in front of the TV screen, someone raised his head and said excitedly: "Look, everyone! The Martial Immortals of our human race haven't given up yet! Even they haven't given up, so what right do we have to give up on ourselves?"

Everyone looked at the screen.

I saw 13 Martial Immortals from the Human Race, with their heads raised and their chests upright, confronting [-] people from the Demon Race!
Even though they are outnumbered, there is no trace of cowardice in the eyes of the 12 people!
Infected by this scene, everyone in the human race rekindled hope in their hearts, and looked at the screen with piercing eyes.

That's right!
Even the peerless powerhouses of the human race have not yet been overwhelmed by difficulties. What face do they have to give up on themselves as protected people?
So what if there are many demons and martial arts?
What if the human martial arts can count as ten?
"Come on!"

I don't know who shouted.

"come on!"

"come on!"

"Come on!"

"Martial Immortals of the human race, come on!"

Billions of people shouted at the same time, shaking the sky!
"Master, come on! We must win!!!"

Qi Changfeng and the others, with their eyes flushed, recited silently in their hearts!
Not only the gatekeepers, but also Fengyun Martial Arts, Thunder Martial Arts and other martial sages shouted in their hearts.

Although, they knew that the hope was slim, not to mention anything else, the man wearing the crown of the Demon Race alone put more pressure on people than the other twelve Martial Immortals of the Demon Race combined.

Can the Terrans win?
The human race can't lose, and can't afford to lose!
Hearing the shouts behind them, Pei Jie and the others took a deep breath. They knew that at this moment, the whole human race was cheering for themselves!
Never lose!
at the same time.

Millions of demon warriors also saw this scene through the transmission of spirit stones.

"It's Lord Long Zhantian! It's actually Lord Long Zhantian!"

"The legendary Nine Star Martial Immortal!"

"Oh my god! Master Long Zhantian actually made a move himself?"

"Great, I heard that as early as a hundred years ago, Lord Long Zhantian already had the power to destroy the human race!"

"Really? Then why didn't he make a move a hundred years ago?"

"Hush! You want to die! Ask this question? Anyway, you just need to remember that starting today, the human race will cease to exist!"

ancient.

Gu Tianhe and the others gritted their teeth watching this scene.

"It's a pity, I can only see the martial immortal duel, but I can't find that kid An Heng. Huh, An Heng, when your human race's martial immortal dies, you'd better kill yourself, otherwise, you will definitely regret coming here." In this world!"

Terran, above.

"Hehe, a group of ants, the sound is really loud."

Gu Lou, the patriarch of the ancient clan, sneered, without hiding the hatred in his eyes, looked at Pei Jie and said, "Where's that kid An Heng? Hand him over!"

"Gu Lou, you are really old and confused."

Lei Zhan laughed, "Do you think we will listen to you and hand over An Heng?"

"Hmph, it will be the same when the time comes anyway." Gu Lou sneered.

"All right."

Long Zhantian's voice sounded, and as soon as he spoke, dozens of eyes on the scene all looked at him.

"It's rare to have time to exercise your muscles and bones." Long Zhantian looked contemptuously, glanced at the twelve Martial Immortals present, and said calmly: "I'm standing here, and I will let you three moves. If you can do it within three moves, you will not be injured. I am a hair, today's battle, even if you win, in the future, we will not attack you again."

"!!!"

Gu Lou and the others turned pale with shock.

Isn't this bullshit too big?
Although they didn't admit it in their hearts, the strength of Pei Xian of the human race was indeed the closest to that of Ji Kan back then.

Are you sure you want to stand still and take Pei Xian's full blow?
Also, is the stake too high?
From now on, if there is no further invasion, then what will be the blood feud for hundreds of years?
The ordinary warriors in front of the screen were also very angry.

"Is this guy crazy?"

"You look down on our human race too much, don't you?"

"Simply defiant!"

"Don't worry, our human race has two eight-star Martial Immortals, one is the gatekeeper Pei Jie, the one in the middle, and the other is the general of Dragon and Tiger Guard Ye Jun, how dare the demons boast Haikou will definitely be slapped in the face!"

"Then what if the other party doesn't keep their word?"

someone asked.

...

In the air, upon hearing Long Zhantian's words, Pei Jie and the others looked cautious.

To be able to say such big words is either a fool, or has absolute strength.

"What if we lose?" Ye Jun asked coldly.

"You lose, exterminate the clan."

Long Zhantian said indifferently, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

In an instant, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

"How about it, do you have the guts to agree?" Long Zhantian joked.

He has been in retreat for three or 400 years, but he has never fought with anyone.

Although the dozen or so human martial immortals in front of him are pitifully weak, they can just make him move his muscles and bones.

If he doesn't agree, then he will take action directly.

"Brother Wang."

Long Huan couldn't help but make a sound.

"Are you questioning my strength?" Long Zhantian turned around, flashing a murderous intent.

"No, dare not! Dare not!"

Long Huan, who was an eight-star Martial Immortal, turned pale with fright, and took a few steps back.

He was not mistaken, Long Zhantian was really murderous before!
Brother Wang, he is so cold-blooded?
I am his own brother!
Seeing this scene, Gu Lou and the eleven Martial Immortals were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe.

This Long Zhantian is too, too scary, right?
"How about it, do you agree or not? My time is very precious." Long Zhantian frowned.

Pei Jie and the others looked at each other and nodded.

"Okay, we promise you, and hope you keep your promise." Pei Jie said slowly.

Besides, they have no choice.

"nature."

The corner of Long Zhantian's mouth curled up, "I hope you don't let me down too much."