No one answered the question of Fang Zheng, because the sculpture has so far fallen to the ground, motionless, without the slightest consciousness to stand up.

Of course, the real reason is that no one hears it.

After all, at this moment, everyone's thinking fell into a state of stagnation, and no one would hear Fang Zhengzhi's not too big voice at all.

"Am I going to change my sword? soft sword, heavy sword...... Or just change the wooden sword?" Fang Zhengzhi naturally didn't care about other people's opinions, glanced at the traceless sword in his hand faintly, and then quickly shook his head again: "Forget it, it's better not to change it, if you have to be lonely, you can only go with the flow." ”

So, what's next?

The strongest person who came out of the Divine Gate was stabbed to death by his casual three swords, and Yun Qingwu's plan was almost a failure, right?

It's a bit frustrating.

Fang Zhengcheng always felt that he seemed to be too outrageously strong, and if he was so strong, where could anyone be qualified to be his opponent?

Tilting his head slightly, Fang Zheng's eyes subconsciously glanced at the two divine doors that were still open in the sky, thinking about whether it was time to close these two useless doors.

When I was thinking like this......

A black dot suddenly appeared in my vision.

It's not too big, but it's very dark, it looks like a stone, and it seems to be falling continuously, at an extremely fast speed, almost instantly to the location where the Demon Emperor Bai Zhi is.

"Huh, there's another one?" Fang Zhengzhi was slightly surprised, but soon, he also figured it out, two doors, two fell out, it didn't seem strange.

There is an old saying that the newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger, and in addition to this ancient saying, there is a more stylish sentence, which is called the courage of the artist.

Founder belongs to the latter.

They've already killed one, and killing another one is not just a matter of moving your fingers?

If you want to say that you are nervous, Fang Zhengzhi is still a little bit, but if you want to say that you are afraid, it is basically impossible, after all, he is already an experienced and successful person now.

So, how do you kill this time?

Do you stab a few more swords with your sword, or do you just start and fall with a sword?

"What's that?"

"And the strong are coming?!"

"Two?"

Just as Fang Zheng was thinking about how to kill more meaningfully, the shocked Saint Realm powerhouses and demon kings below finally reacted.

Of course, compared with Fang Zheng's composure, the psychological quality of these so-called powerhouses and demon kings is too much worse.

It's not just them......

The expressions of Mu Qingfeng, Mo Shanshi and the others were also a little exaggerated, and the faces of several people changed suddenly, and they became a little pale again.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Fang Zhengzhi looked disdainful, the traceless sword in his hand tightened casually, he was ready to kill one by one, and two to kill a pair.

"Boom!"

The black boulder, which was almost identical to before, fell again, but this time, it did not land in front of Fang Zhengzhi, but ten steps beside it.

"Click!"

A heavenly thunderbolt flashed, and it directly slashed on the black boulder, and the momentum looked very extraordinary, with a feeling of being open by thunder.

"It seems that the way of appearing is a little different?" Fang Zhengzhi was a little surprised, but he was just surprised, and he didn't take it to heart.

After all, strictly speaking, those who can fall out of the Divine Gate can be more or less called some so-called powerhouse.

"Boom!"

Unlike just now, this time the black boulder did not slowly peel off, but completely exploded the moment it hit the ground.

"Hum!" A powerful wave of heaven and earth was generated at this time, and it felt as if the entire space was about to completely collapse.

Wait a minute!

Something doesn't seem right!

Fang Zheng looked at such a scene, and the expression on his face finally changed somewhat, because this aura was too powerful, and it also carried a huge vitality, just like the green grass was growing strongly.

In terms of feeling alone, this emanating aura is even more terrifying than the aura emanating from the Demon Emperor Bai Zhi's body.

"Hahaha...... It's back, it's finally back!"

Then, a figure slowly appeared.

It was also a piece of black armor, but the difference was that on the body of this figure, the black armor was densely covered with extremely complex patterns, and there was not even a trace of dust on it, only a faint golden brilliance flowing.

Of course, compared with the dust covered by the previous sculpture's face, the face of this figure is much clearer, the dark eyes, thin eyebrows, it seems to have a natural coldness, that is a kind of cold air that comes out of the bones, like an invisible air flow overflowing on the body.

The main thing is......

On the forehead above this face, there is also a long golden vertical mark, like a closed eye, giving people an extremely noble feeling.

"Demons!"

"Living demons!"

Almost instantly, these two thoughts rose in everyone's hearts, this is a kind of momentum, a kind of demonic momentum that comes out of the bones.

"So, what came out this time was a living one?" Fang Zheng looked straight at the figure standing ten steps away, and was really a little stunned for a moment.

What the heck!

What about the sculptures?

Isn't it true that the strong people who come out are all standing still? All of a sudden, a lively one pops up, what does this mean?

Fang Zheng's eyes looked at the demon powerhouse not far away, and then looked at the sculpture that fell under his feet without even gasping for breath.

Then, he noticed something different.

Like what......

The living armor in front of him is incomparably clear, and the strong man who died, the armor looks like it has gone through countless years of baptism.

Moreover, the most important thing is that the face of the strong man who fell down was still covered with thick dust, and both his face shape and appearance were very different from the demon powerhouse in front of him.

The most direct is momentum.

When the sculpture first appeared, it actually had a very powerful momentum, but that momentum carried an endless domineering aura, which was far away from the coldness of the demon powerhouse in front of him.

What's going on?

"The feeling of breathing...... It's really good!" The voice of the demon powerhouse sounded again, and he didn't seem to pay too much attention to his surroundings, feeling still intoxicated by the excitement of "new life".

"Demon Venerable!"

"Welcome to the Demon Venerable!"

After hearing this voice, the elders of the demon clan who were blown away seemed to have finally reacted, and without any hesitation, they directly knelt on the ground.

"Well, it seems that a few of you summoned the deity...... Huh, the armor and the face...... Yo, why did this guy die here?" The demon powerhouse nodded, and finally glanced at several elders of the demon clan, but soon, the gaze of the demon powerhouse fell on the upside-down sculpture on the ground, and there was clearly a kind of surprise in his cold expression.

"Ginger sacrifice?"

"Is this dead powerhouse called Jiang Sacrifice?"

"Surname Jiang?!"

When the Holy Realm powerhouses and sect disciples heard the words of the demon powerhouse, their expressions were not only frightened, but also had a kind of doubt and shock.

Of course, there is one exception.

That is Nangong Tian, the current head of the Nangong family.

Compared with the frightened and confused others, Nangong Tian's expression was directly stunned, and he kept chanting the word Jiang Sacrifice in his mouth.

Then, Nangong Tian actually fell to his knees in an instant.

"Ginger Sacrifice...... Ancestor, !!" An extremely desolate and tragic voice came out of Nangong Tian's mouth, feeling even more miserable than when he saw Nangong Mu seriously injured.

"Ancestor?!"

"Nangong Tian called Jiang Sacrifice called Ancestor?!"

"What's going on? Nangong Tianmo is not stupid...... Wait a minute, could it be that this fallen ginger sacrifice is not a demon at all...... It's not a demon!"

"It's not a demon? What else could it be......

The last Saint Realm powerhouse didn't finish his words, because his face had already changed, and he became extremely pale in an instant.

"It's human!"

"That one was human!"

"Why did humans come out of the divine gates of the demon races?"

The crowd that was still a little unable to react finally exploded at this moment, and there was a kind of unbearable shock and horror on their faces.

It's a very weird thing.

No one could understand why Jiang Sai, who was a human powerhouse, was the first to fall out of the divine gate of the demon and demon clans.

It simply doesn't make sense.

"Yes, this doesn't make sense...... Fang Zhengzhi also looked at the demon powerhouse not far away at this moment, and then looked at the 'Jiang Sacrifice' who fell in front of him, and for a while, he really had a feeling of being struck by lightning, his whole body was numb, and his feet were a little fluttering.

So......

Did I kill the wrong person?!

......

The mountain wind was a little cold, so cold that Fang Zhengzhi felt like he wanted to shiver.

Because, he really didn't understand why such a bizarre thing happened, which was completely inconsistent with normal logic and reason.

A human being, but fell out of the gods of the demon race?

Who can believe it!

Anyway, Fang Zhengzhi won't believe it if he is killed, after all, this is too much, and there is no way to explain it.

Wait a minute!

Starry sky......

The same starry sky?!

Fang Zhengzhi's mind suddenly flashed the words that Yun Qingwu had told him, humans, demon clans, and demon clans were all sealed in the same starry sky.

On this issue, Fang Zhengzhi has always had a doubt in his heart.

If according to the "story" that Yun Qingwu said, when the natural disaster occurred, the strong men of the three camps of the human, the demon race, and the demon clan joined forces with the mother earth to resist the natural disaster, and in the end, although the natural disaster was blocked, the three strong camps of the human, the demon race, and the demon clan had no way to return.

And the Mother Earth also consumed a lot of money because of the defense of natural disasters, and was unable to welcome back the powerhouses of the three clans, so she had to build three divine gates in the end.

There's nothing wrong with the story itself.

But the crux of the problem is, since it is the same starry sky, why did Mother Earth take time and effort to create three divine gates?

Instead of just building one!

After all, according to common sense, no matter how you think about it, the power consumed to build three divine gates must be much more expensive than building one divine gate.

What is the rationale?

Fang Zhengcheng didn't understand it too much for the time being, but he vaguely felt that this reason should have something to do with what was happening in front of him.

There is even a possibility that even Yun Qingwu does not fully understand what happened back then.

Could it be that the natural disaster thousands of years ago......

What's at stake?

Fang Zhengzhi was actually not sure, but what happened in front of him did make him have to think about it, after all, it was tens of millions of years ago.

Of course, there is no way to find out about this for the time being.

Because, things have already happened.

He killed!

Moreover, he also killed an ancestor of the Nangong family......

It's kind of embarrassing.

However, now is not the time to be embarrassed, because the demon powerhouse has already walked towards him, step by step, not too fast, but every time the demon powerhouse's feet step on the branch at the top of the divine tree, there is an inexplicable fluctuating aura.

"Demon Clan, Nine-Tailed White Fox?" The Demon Clan powerhouse let out a soft sigh after looking at the Demon Emperor Bai Zhi, and then, his eyes also fell on Fang Zhengzhi and Yun Qingwu: "Jiang Xi, you two killed it?"

"Demon Venerable, Jiang Sacrifice is Fang Zheng and killed directly, Yun Qingwu is the current young master of our demon clan, it is precisely by relying on the supreme wisdom of the young master that we can have the opportunity to open the divine gate and welcome back the demon venerable!" After hearing the words of the demon powerhouse, the elders of the demon clan immediately replied quickly.

"Young master?" The gaze of the demon powerhouse fell on Yun Qingwu's body, glanced up and down, and his footsteps finally stopped, stopping at a distance of three steps between Fang Zhengzhi and Yun Qingwu: "They said, your name is Yun Qingwu?"

"Yes. Yun Qingwu nodded, his face was calm, and there was no change because of the approach of the demon powerhouse, let alone half-kneeling on the ground like the demon elders.

"Why don't you kneel when you see me?" the demon powerhouse nodded, and then spoke again.

"In this world, I am the Lord, and you ...... Not. Yun Qingwu's eyes glanced at the demon powerhouse, and there was an incomparable firmness in the phoenix's eyes.

"Oh? It's a little interesting, my demon clan has always respected the strong, whoever is strong will be the main one, listening to your tone, it seems that you have the confidence to be stronger than me?" The demon powerhouse didn't seem to be angry because of Yun Qingwu's words, on the contrary, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"No, I mean, how strong you are, I haven't seen yet. ”

"Hmm...... What do you want to think?"

"There are five people in front of me who want to kill me, and I've been standing still for half an hour, ...... How long can you stand?"