"That's what the Shang clan is all about?"

"Yes, this excuse is too full of loopholes, there are so many spiritual blood in the Spirit Blood Palace, how can a child take it all? Where can he put it? I heard that Zilin was abolished by him again yesterday, and in front of Zirenjie, it can be said that he slapped Zirenjie in the face, so today, these children of the Shang clan want to take advantage of this to make trouble!"

"Just this virtue, even a lonely child will not be spared, if the Shang clan is in power, our family will be in danger. ”

"Your Highness Wen Ming, don't say childish things, don't admit it if you don't take it!"

They all sympathize with and admire Xi Wenming, a five-year-old child, who is always facing all kinds of oppression, if they were, they would have gone crazy a long time ago.

"Yes, Your Highness, just endure it and it's over! their Shang clan has used up their own spiritual blood, and it is really unreasonable to put the responsibility on a weak child!"

Some people pointed fingers at the Shang people and blamed them one after another, and some people were not concerned about themselves, but no one came to help Ji Wenming.

"Hmph, what do you know? After he and the Seven Wounded Old Man came out of the Spirit Blood Hall yesterday, the Spirit Blood Hall of Spirit Blood Hall disappeared, who else would take it if he didn't take it?"

"Why not the Seven Wounded Old Man?"

"The old man with seven injuries doesn't have that ability, he is just an offering of my Shang clan, to put it bluntly, does a dog dare to do such a thing?" Zirenwu said disdainfully.

After Zirenwu finished speaking, a fist instantly reached his nose, and before he could react, he was blasted out a few meters away, and his face was covered with blood.

"Bastard, who is it? It's you again, brothers, beat him up for me!" Ziren Wu said angrily.

But no one stepped forward, and the people of the Shang clan felt incredible, because it was too fast just now, and that punch didn't give them time to react.

"You're so pitiful!" Ji Wenming shook his head, "The Shang clan actually has a person like you! A person who makes cattle and horses for your Shang clan is a dog in your eyes? Or is your Shang clan so strong that you don't take anyone seriously?"

Everyone was very disgusted with Zirenwu.

"Of course, who is still the opponent of our Shang clan? You don't know, my father just became the leader of the Black Demon Legion, which family is still the opponent of my Shang clan now?" Ziren Wu said proudly.

Countless people were shocked, it was the most terrifying legion, it used to be the nemesis of the beast clan, but now, has it become an accomplice of the beast clan?

If so, the Shang clan is truly invincible! unless the oldest families are born.

Those who helped Ji Wenming to speak quietly left.

The Black Evil Army, Ji Wenming has seen it in the Human Emperor Palace, and he is fierce, like a fierce beast.

"Is the leader of the Black Demon Legion very good, I beat you so that you don't even know your mother, and they won't do anything to me!" Ji Wen ordered, casting the shape-shifting shadow body method, leaving behind a row of phantoms and a swollen face like a pig's head.

Ji Wenming was already standing in place, and in the eyes of many people, he didn't move, but the best of them could see that Ji Wenming had performed a very clever body martial arts.

"It's ugly!" said Ji Wenming sarcastically.

"Come on, kill him for me, I'll bear the responsibility if something happens!" Ziren Wu said angrily, showing his gentleman's temperament.

When people have confidence, they will always expose their true nature.

Two figures flashed from the woods in the distance, even more elusive, and instantly came behind Zirenwu.

"Wu Shizi, he, can't move!" said the man in black.

"Why? Is he still valuable now? Our Shang clan controls everything, do we still need to pretend?"

"This is the order of the Shang King!" said the man in black in disgust, they would rather go to war than protect such a gentleman.

Five years ago, although the Xia clan declined, but the spirit of self-improvement will never be extinguished, every human race has experienced endless experience, fought with countless fierce beasts, and developed a spirit of perseverance, even if it dies on the battlefield, there has never been such a gentleman as Zirenwu.

The Black Evil Army, the former ace army, every soldier has experienced countless lives and deaths, and he is most unaccustomed to this kind of person who does not learn and has no skills.

"Now I order you to abolish his martial arts!Otherwise, I will go and tell my father, and you will not die well!"

The faces of the two men in black are extremely ugly!

"Take him back, lest he be embarrassed!" said Ji Wenming impatiently.

"It's Your Highness!"

Hmm? What's the situation? The people of the Black Evil Army don't listen to Zirenwu's words, but listen to Ji Wenming's words? Everyone thinks it's incredible.

What is the relationship between His Highness and the Shang clan? Why does he see the young man of the Shang clan to embarrass him every time? And why is the result unexpected?

"What are you doing? you're dead!"

He felt that with the current situation of the human race, there would be more and more people like Zirenwu, which was not a good thing for the entire human race.

It is also normal for this situation to occur, after the disappearance of the era of the emperor, the racial consciousness began to grow, the ideas began to diverge, all kinds of divisions appeared, the stronger the stronger, the weaker the weaker, there was no fairness at all.

For example, Zirenwu, he can rely on the power of his father's generation, he can live well all his life, and infinite resources can also allow him to cultivate and improve, but there are still countless geniuses who have been buried and have no future.

He wants to change that.

"Do you still want to fight?" said Himewen.

"Your Highness, did you finish taking the spiritual blood?"

"Doesn't it have anything to do with you? instead of looking for spiritual blood here, why don't you kill a few more fierce beasts, hmph, those who don't have spiritual blood, don't they need to step into the secret realm of supernatural powers?"

That's right! If we don't have spiritual blood, can't we step into the secret realm of supernatural powers?

After the Shang King took power, a seemingly peaceful environment was temporarily reached between the Terrans and the Beasts, and every year, the Terrans would find ten civilian geniuses and send them to the Beast Mountain to become food for the beasts of the Beast Mountain, and the war between the Terrans and the Beasts was not as cruel as before.

Gradually, the Terrans relied on external things to improve themselves, and some poor people became self-defeating, thinking that they would definitely not be able to improve their cultivation without treasures, and the Terrans with good family backgrounds had no cultivation but no combat power.

He wanted to turn the Terrans into polarization, they were high above the top, and the poor were numb and cowardly, so that they could consolidate their dominance, or he wanted to gain the faith of the Terrans.

If so, the consequences will be severe!

In ancient times, the ancestor Fuxi wrote the Book of Changes, so that the human race could remember the words of "the gentleman of Tianxingjian is constantly striving for self-improvement, and the gentleman of the terrain is carrying things with virtue", so that the human race can survive.

In the era of the Emperor of People, every Terran had such a spirit and an unyielding will, which converged into the extremely powerful Terran luck and made the Terran the protagonist of the world.

This is the power of the Terran faith! It is the power of the heart.

"In my previous life, I was born in the countryside, many women are superstitious about gods, because they live in hardship, in reality there is no way out, so they rely on the gods, this should be the essence of superstition, but also to deprive the human race of the power of faith, unlike the era of the human emperor, luck is shared, the stronger the luck, the stronger the human race, does the king of Shang want the future human race to regard him as a god? Or is there a god above him?"

"Your Highness, you don't understand the power of the fierce beast, that's why you say so, once you go out of the land of the human race, you will die for a lifetime, since you can improve your cultivation without experiencing danger, why not?" said the disciple of the Shang clan.

"Besides, now that the ancestors are here, the fierce beasts are no longer attacking the Terran city every year like before, and we don't need to take risks!"

"Hmph! If it's not my race, its heart will be different! Don't you even understand this sentence? Now in this situation, that is, the beasts surround the human race, and when the human race has lost the ability to fight, hehe, we can only become the captive food of the beast race!"

"Your Highness has filtered! Even the King of the Beast Mountain, the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird, is respectful to his ancestors, not to mention other fierce beasts? The so-called survival of the strong and survival of the fittest, and it is nothing for the weak to be devoured by fierce beasts!" said the children of the Shang clan sarcastically.

"Is the survival of the fittest for the survival of the strong? In that case, I'll let you feel it too!" Ji Wenming said, and the true power operated in the acupuncture point of the fierce star in his right hand, converging into a whirlpool, like a black hole, devouring the true power of the whole body.

The pink fist is like a bamboo, carrying a righteous spirit, as if he is beating, it is the wicked, and the wicked should be beaten.