The descendants of the Shura tribe are in dire need of finding the pillar in their hearts.

Undoubtedly, the cultivators were the most likely pillar they had found to become a patron saint.

That's why they choose to support cultivators.

No matter how unaccustomed they are to the behavior of cultivators.

But compared to the patriarch of Jia Luo Mingxiao, who was already getting old, they believed that the cultivators could take them out of this world.

Return to their homeland, the Ancient Continent.

Tens of thousands of years ago, their Shura clan was sent from the Ancient Continent to the Shura Dao space.

Lonely for tens of thousands of years.

In these tens of thousands of years, they have tasted all the bitterness and bitterness.

Fed up with this dark life.

In particular, they have to worry about the spread of the icy region at all times and flooding their clan's land.

As for the beliefs of the Shura tribe in the past.

King Shura.

It didn't appear for tens of thousands of years, and they gradually lost faith.

Now, the patriarch of Jia Luo Mingxiao actually brought a human race to them, saying that it was their Shura King.

It simply subverted their understanding and belief in King Shura.

It's hard to accept that the human race, which they once regarded as inferior, has become their Shura King.

This is also a big reason why many Shura elders are willing to support cultivators.

Because in their opinion, the cultivator is the pure blood of the Shura race, and the human race, which has never been looked down upon by them, is a representative of humility.

It is precisely because of this that they would rather risk offending Jia Luo Mingxiao and betraying their beloved patriarch to support the reason for cultivating madness.

"Cultivator, you are so rebellious, I will teach you a lesson for the three elders of heaven, earth and man. ”

Garo Mingxiao got up angrily and flew out.

A slap at the cultivator.

The cultivator was prepared this time, and he responded without fear.

He thought that this time he would defeat the patriarch in front of all the clansmen and convince everyone of him.

Prove that he is the only king of the Shura clan.

Moreover, he has not yet been baptized by the once-in-a-century festival.

When the festival is baptized, he will be even stronger.

After cultivating for a few more decades, not to mention that Jia Luo Mingxiao is not his opponent, even the three elders also have the confidence to challenge.

When the time comes, it's time for the new to replace the old.

He will also become the sole king of the descendants of the Shura clan.

He will lead the clansmen out of the clan land, return to the ancestral temple in the icy region, and then leave this world.

I have to say that his idea is good, but it is too idealistic.

Not to mention him, even the powerful ancestors tens of thousands of years ago couldn't lead the clansmen out of this world, let alone him, a junior who hadn't even awakened the talent of incarnation Shura?

Whether he can awaken and incarnate Shura's talent is still unknown.

Even if you awaken the incarnation Shura talent, with the current conditions, you can awaken the median Shura at most.

Tens of thousands of years ago, in this piece of heaven and earth, there were many high-level Shura, and there were even several top-notch Shura.

Even they couldn't do it, let alone cultivate madness.

I have to say that the cultivator does have some strength.

Under the attack of Jia Luo Mingxiao, he did not fall behind.

But Leng Ao could see that if the cultivator had no hole cards, after a while, he would eventually be defeated by Jia Luo Mingxiao.

In fact, the strength of the cultivator is already good on the outside, at least much stronger than Li Jianbai and the like.

Let Leng Ao also sigh at the strength of the Shura clan.

In this kind of place, for tens of thousands of years, the descendants who have not yet awakened the talent of incarnating Shura have such strength.

According to the thousand-year-old life of the Shura clan, the cultivator is not yet 100 years old, and he is still in a state of youth.

Only after the baptism of the festival can one be considered a young man.

Leng Ao estimated that the strength of the cultivator was probably equivalent to about three or four star Yuan General Realm.

And although Jia Luo Mingxiao has a higher realm, he doesn't dare to be a killer, he just wants to teach a lesson to the cultivator.

Otherwise, the cultivator would have been defeated a long time ago.

Even so, cultivating madness is very good.

After all, the difference between the two is hundreds of years, and hundreds of years of cultivation time is enough to open a big distance, but now it seems that the difference in strength between the two is not very big.

In fact, what Leng Ao didn't know was that the reason why cultivators had the strength they have today.

To a large extent, it is inseparable from human elders.

As the personal descendant of the human elder, he taught most of what he had learned in his life to the cultivators, and even damaged his own cultivation, opening up the muscles and veins in the body for the cultivators.

This is why the cultivator can have the strength comparable to Jia Luo Mingxiao at his current age.

Soon.

The battle between Jia Luo Mingxiao and the cultivator entered a white heat.

And the cultivator was finally suppressed by Jia Luo Mingxiao.

Just when Garrot Mingxiao thought he was going to win, he was ready to stop.

Unexpectedly, the cultivator did not pay attention to Jia Luo Mingxiao's kindness.

punched directly into Jia Luo Mingxiao's chest.

Almost with all my might.

It's like killing Garo Mingxiao.

Suddenly.

Like a paper kite with a broken thread, after leaving a bloody sword in the air, it flew out heavily and smashed on the hard frozen soil.

"Patriarch!"

"Patriarch Garo!"

Many clansmen were stunned by the scene in front of them, and they also saw that Jia Luo Mingxiao had stopped, but the cultivator also took the opportunity to sneak attack Jia Luo Mingxiao.

They all gathered around Jia Luo Mingxiao and looked at Jia Luo Mingxiao with concern.

Leng Ao also appeared beside Jia Luo Mingxiao, and probed the internal situation of Xia Jia Luo Mingxiao.

In an instant, his face sank.

He thought that even if he was arrogant, he should be able to comprehend Jia Luo Mingxiao's kindness when he was about to stop.

But I never thought that cultivators were not only arrogant, but also so despicable and shameless.

They are so cruel to people of the same race.

"Cultivator, what are you doing, I didn't see that the patriarch had stopped, how could you still be so heavy-handed?"

One of the young Shura people questioned the cultivator.

The cultivator stood aside, his hands clasped around his chest, without a hint of guilt.

Instead, he sneered contemptuously and retorted to the Shura youth, saying: "There is no end to the battle, only victory and defeat, if the enemy is on the other side, the soft-hearted will only die faster, I really teach the patriarch to be careful of someone." ”

"But the patriarch is not an enemy, he is our patriarch!"

"Does it make any difference? As long as you fight, you have to go all out! No matter what means are used, only the victor is qualified to speak. ”

The attitude of cultivating madness makes many people feel cold.

The actions he showed did not show the slightest attention from the clansmen.

If they had a conflict with the cultivator in the future, would the cultivator also be so cruel to himself?

Involuntarily, many clansmen have stayed away from cultivators.

But cultivators don't care at all.

He felt that as long as he was strong enough, his people would respect him.

The best way to make people respect is not how good they are, but how strong they are and how much security they can bring them.

"Hahaha, what you said is right, life and death only win or lose, and the winner is qualified to speak, but you ignore one point, the Garo patriarch is not an enemy, but an elder who thinks about your Shura clan wholeheartedly, a ruthless and loveless person, no matter how powerful he is, he will only be spurned by others. ”

Leng Ao slowly stood up and walked in front of the cultivator, a pair of cold eyes made the cultivator feel a trace of fear.

The glow of the pupil-devouring light swirled slowly.