"Bang!"

Although Jiang Yun's voice was not loud, it clearly reached everyone's ears.

Even, from Jiang Yun's body, there was an aura that was extremely familiar to the desolate clan.

The breath was like a wave, with Jiang Yun as the center, swept towards the entire Great Wilderness Five Peaks, and where it passed, the Five Peaks of the Great Wilderness, which had been violently shaking, miraculously regained their calm.

At this moment, there was silence between heaven and earth again, and only Jiang Yun's voice kept echoing in this space, constantly echoing in everyone's minds.

"You guys, lost!"

Countless eyes were fixed on Jiang Yun who was standing on the thirtieth step of the steps, looking at the blood-colored barren lines of the word "Mang" at the center of his eyebrows.

Others may not know what is going on, but Arajun Yan and the others nodded secretly.

Because Jiang Yun clearly realized these three barren lines in the short process he had just realized.

And, when the priest interrupted him with an angry shout, he deliberately feigned injury and spat out the blood.

That mouthful of blood is actually his perception, and it is his newly drawn barren pattern!

In addition, the vast majority of people still have a doubt.

They weren't surprised that Jiang Yun was able to step on the thirtieth step, but they noticed that what Jiang Yun had just said was - "You! ”

Obviously, Huang Yongfeng is the only one who bets with Jiang Yun, but why does Jiang Yun say "you"?

Some monks who reacted quickly immediately realized that Jiang Yun had suddenly changed since he stepped on the twenty-eighth step, and 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 to them, these people looked at the entire desolate clan with disdain in their eyes.

One of the nine clans that was destroyed in a dignified manner would use such despicable means, which was really despised.

And at this moment, the whole person was already trembling, his face was as white as paper, and he obviously couldn't accept the fact that he had lost no matter what.

However, after an instant, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Jiang Yun viciously: "Yes, you have indeed climbed thirty steps, but your true cultivation is still not the Dao Spirit Realm, because you have a desolate pattern!" ”

"As we all know, the reason why my desolate clan is strong is because it has both desolate patterns and aura."

"Therefore, your true cultivation realm is at least equivalent to the earth protection realm, so this bet cannot be counted!"

"What's more, I'm 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 Stripe?"

"I wonder if you ever killed my desolate clan and forcibly moved his desolate pattern to you by some means we don't know."

"Then, come to my Desolate Clan again, and in the name of joining my Desolate Clan's army, spy on my Desolate Clan's holy relics!"

Arayong Feng said these words in one breath, although almost everyone knew that he was quibbling, but at least let everyone understand that Jiang Yun was indeed not a desolate clan, but a cultivator of a foreign race.

And Huang Yongfeng's last words, although everyone also knew that he was deliberately slandering Jiang Yun, there was indeed a little truth.

Because as to why Jiang Yun has a barren pattern, it is also something that none of them can figure out, so it is not ruled out that the possibility that Aranaga Feng said.

Therefore, when Huang Yongfeng's words fell, many people of the Huang clan suddenly looked at Jiang Yun with a little more unkindness.

The priest said coldly: "Yes, Jiang Yun, we won't mention the gambling contract between you and Huang Yongfeng for the time being, in fact, I have long doubted your origin!" ”

"You, obviously just an ordinary human race, but your body exudes the breath of the demon race, and now, you have the wild pattern of my desolate clan, and you are also a friend of the reincarnation clan!"

"I wonder if you really have some kind of unknown means as Yutaka Aragaga said, and you can take advantage of other people's special talents by killing others!"

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

Jiang Yun has the breath of the demon race, most people don't know about it, and when they hear that the sacrifice is broken, they can't help but be surprised again.

Because if what the sacrifice said is true, then all those races with special talents should be careful of Jiang Yun.

Maybe he will become Jiang Yun's next target.

At this time, everyone looked at Jiang Yun with a look of vigilance in their eyes.

And Jiang Yun finally turned around slowly, but there was a smile on his face, and he even clapped his palms lightly and said: "Sacrifice to the lord, it is really clever, Jiang has to take it!" ”

The singing and harmony of the two of them not only instantly diverted everyone's attention from the gambling contract, but also put Jiang Yun on the opposite side of everyone.

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

Jiang Yun shook his head and said, "Lord Sacrifice, in fact, you should be more suitable to answer this question than me!" ”

"Although you are all high up in the Nine Clans of Destruction and are known as the Nine Clans of Creation, you know better than anyone else that the special talents you possess can also be cultivated by people of other races!"

"Not bad!" It was Lu Piaomiao, the patriarch of the reincarnation clan, who spoke.

He nodded, glanced coldly at the Desolate Clan Sacrifice and said, "I can prove this." ”

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

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

Jiang Yun even knew the reincarnation technique of the reincarnation clan.

A person has the special talent of the three clans of annihilation, what a chance and luck this is.

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

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Where would Lu Piaomiao be afraid of him, and said with a cold smile: "Jiang Daoyou, since this desolate clan is making things difficult for you in every way, I think, it is better for you to follow me back to the reincarnation clan!" ”

"Don't worry, my reincarnation clan will definitely treat you as a guest, and even allow you to enter my clan's holy relics!"

Lu Piaomiao has long been unaccustomed to seeing the faces of the desolate people, especially the actions of the sacrifice, and Lu Lun also agrees, so now he finally stands up.

Although the desolate clan sacrifice hated Lu Piaomiao in his heart, he couldn't do anything to him, so he could only retract his gaze with hatred and look at Jiang Yun again.

"Jiang Yun, I don't care why you have the special talents of the demon clan and the reincarnation clan, I just ask you, why do you have the desolate pattern of my desolate clan?"

"Admittedly, what you said is right, the talent of my Nine Clans can be cultivated by all foreign clans, but the premise must be personally taught by someone from my Nine Clans."

"Especially the barren lines of our clan, if people of foreign clans want to understand it, they must first have our clansmen send out the barren lines."

"Now, I want to know, the barren pattern you used to perceive is my clan, which clan gave it to you?"

Because of Lu Piaomiao's support, the desolate clan sacrifice could only retreat to the next best thing, and only asked Jiang Yun to explain the matter of the desolate pattern.

And he believes that among the desolate clan, no one should do such a thing, and even if someone does, it is absolutely impossible to admit it at this time.

Because, this is the taboo of the barren clan!

However, just as the words of the desolate clan sacrifice fell, someone had already spoken: "The desolate pattern he used to comprehend was given to him by me!" ”

Looking at the person who spoke, everyone's faces couldn't help but show subtle expressions.

And the desolate tribe priest also stood there dumbfounded, without saying a word.