The so-called Holy Realm.

Jun Mowen ran around in this barren land for two days, and he didn't even see a ghost, not to mention people, even snakes, insects and ants, he didn't see much.

Today, after going on for more than an hour, he suddenly stopped, because he saw two clouds of smoke and dust rolling in front of him, rushing towards each other, and with the sound of chasing thunder, a little dull.

Then the earth roared and trembled violently, as if thousands of horses were galloping past.

"Huh? That's ...... The iron rider of the Black Feather Clan, "Jun Mo was surprised, from the mouth of the little tiger cub, he learned that there are ten major races in this holy realm, and the Black Feather Clan is one of the big races, they have three pairs of jet-black wings behind them, many feet wide, and their mounts are all the same kind of fierce beasts - four-winged giant wolves, where they pass, smoke and dust are billowing and the earth is shaking.

"On the other side are the dwarves," Jun Mowen's eyes shone brightly, and when he looked carefully, he couldn't help but show surprise, the iron horsemen running from the opposite side were all dwarves less than three feet tall, all wearing silver armor, and their mounts were all tall fire spirit lions, the sideburns on each fire spirit lion's neck were one meter long, and the part under the neck was covered with fiery red scale armor.

Far away, the endless murderous aura has already permeated, making people's scalps tingle.

The dwarves are all extremely sharp copper-colored war swords, and they are all said to be experts in casting weapons, and they do not insult this name, on the contrary, the Black Feather people are holding inferior war spears, Tiange, etc., which have a wide variety, but the quality cannot be compared with the bronze war swords in the hands of the dwarves.

The dwarven warrior standing on the body of the fire spirit lion pointed his sword at the sky, bursting out with an astonishing battle intent and killing him without fear of death.

At this moment, the people of the Black Feather Clan also rushed towards each other fiercely, and the four-winged giant wolf and the fire spirit lion rushed to everything, and the two sides started a bloody battle.

Jun Mo asked a little confused, what is the situation, after walking in this barren land for so long, he first saw a race war of more than 3,000 people.

"Kill!"

"Roaring ......"

The shouts of killing on both sides shook the sky, and the mounts also roared, the earth shook, and the smoke and dust swept into the sky, this battle was extremely exciting, among which there were dozens of masters of the fairy realm, and each blow made the space tremble, and the sky and the earth cracked.

"Poof!"

There were people from the Black Feather Clan who were beaten to pulp along with their mounts, and there were also masters of the Dwarf Clan who were punched through the chest, their heads were cut off by black wings, and their mounts were pulled dozens of meters high.

People are fighting, and the mounts are also biting each other, and the scene is very bloody.

"You dwarves, let me die!" shouted the Black Feather Clansman on the four-winged giant wolf, and at the same time waved the spear or war in his hand, and the cold light was concurrent, cutting off one head after another.

"Blackbird, you slaughtered our people for no reason, today I will fight with you, never die," the dwarf clan on the fire spirit lion roared with hatred, with a monstrous rage of anger at the other party, like a madness, one after another sword qi desperately stabbed at the other party's vital point, intending to die with it.

"Whew! Poof......"

The battle was fierce, with heads cut off, chests pierced, legs and feet cut off, blood staining the ground, and they fought fiercely from the ground to the air.

"Do you want to help?" Jun Mo asked in a whisper, the dwarf clan was quite miserable, their strength was not as strong as the Black Feather Clan, and soon seven or eight hundred people were killed, and the reason seemed to be because the Black Feather Clan killed and slaughtered their clansmen, so they rose up to resist.

"Hey...... let's help once, who told the dwarven people to look more honest, that is, Uncle Ben, I am kind so that I can be easily deceived by your appearance," Jun Mowen sighed and casually found an excuse to comfort himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, he flew out and came to a short distance from the battlefield, where the two sides were fighting to the death, and they didn't pay attention to his arrival at all.

"Stop!" Jun Mowen suddenly turned his head to the side, and then pointed to the sky, shouting with a sassy look;

The men and horses on both sides were stunned for a moment, and then ignored his existence and continued to fight, Jun Mowen looked injured, and suddenly shouted with a black face, "I said, stop me!"

With this roar, the centaurs on both sides did stop fighting, and the dwarves looked at this with some dizziness, their faces full of black lines, and at the same time they whispered in their hearts that there was something wrong with the brains of this thing, what kind of fun did you have here? Don't you know that the Terrans are the creatures with the least status and sense of existence? What kind of existence are you looking for here? Your brain is terrible, right?

And the people of the Black Feather Clan stared at Jun Mo with cold eyes and a sneer on the corner of their mouths, during this time, the order they received was to exterminate several major races at all costs, of course, this also includes the most humble human race that is not in the top ten races, and it is unforgivable to kill it.

"Is it over, if it's over, go back to their own homes and find their own mothers! What does it look like to fight and kill," Jun Mo asked with a glaring and serious lecture;

"Whew!"

The dwarves vomited blood, their heads were dizzy, and they almost rolled off the back of their mounts, is this the brain-dead from which they came? Even if you want to pretend to be forced, then you have to see if you are capable of this force, is this place qualified for you to pretend to be forced?

"Hehe! When did the Terran become so bold? Seeing that our people from the Black Feather Clan don't kneel down and don't speak, and dare to talk about it, I think you are impatient," a person from the Black Feather Clan stared at him with a slight squint of murderous intent and said;

"Kneel, do you have something wrong with your brain, you tell me what you just said again, you see that I will kill you," Jun Mo asked like a clown jumping off the beam, pointing at the other party's nose and scolding angrily.

The people on both sides were stunned for a moment, with an unbelievable expression, you know, the human race is the weakest, enslaved by the major races, and has never dared to resist at all, otherwise it will face the catastrophe of annihilation, and if it weren't for the fact that the place where the human race lives is something special, it would have been wiped out a long time ago.

The dwarves who were just about to persuade Jun Mo to ask and leave, suddenly swallowed back the words that came to their mouths, not knowing what to say, this was the first time they had seen such an arrogant human race.

"I don't know whether it's dead or alive, it's disrespectful to me, Lao Tzu will break your limbs first, and then slowly concoct you," the black-feathered man who spoke earlier, patted his palm lightly on the back of the four-winged giant wave that was sitting, and killed with a big spear in his hand.

"You idiot-like thing, why don't you get out of here, are you qualified to pretend to be forced in this place?" a dwarf flew up and stopped the black-feathered man for him.

Jun Mo asked Blackface, where did this bastard see that he was pretending? Does he have it? Jun Mo asked angrily and decided to clean up the dwarf.

It's just that it didn't take long for the dwarf who had just shot to be knocked away, coughing up blood in a big gulp, and the black feather man wanted to take this opportunity to kill him, after all, killing a human race is not as great as killing a dwarf.

"Stop!" Some dwarves' faces changed drastically, and they wanted to rush to help, but it was too late, and one of the areas that the Black Feather people excelled at was speed.

It's just that the next scene stunned the people on both sides.

"Smack!"

The black-feathered man was slapped and torn apart, and he couldn't die anymore.

"Uh......"

The dwarf who almost died under the big spear was stunned, looking at the tall figure beside him blankly, he didn't see clearly how Jun Mowen appeared beside him, let alone how Jun Mowen made a move.

"All of you, kneel down and kowtow to me, I can consider not killing you," Jun Mo asked, pointing to the black-feathered people who were in a daze;

The dwarves almost lost their eyes in shock, when did such a powerful young man appear in the human race?

The expression of the black feather man suddenly turned cold, and without saying anything, someone directly attacked, and the four powerhouses in the late stage of the Celestial Elephant Realm attacked at the same time.

"Little crumb, you'll regret what you just did. "Someone has a cold gaze and murderous intent.

"I regret your mother's big head!"

Jun Mo asked an angry slap and threw it out, and the four black-feathered people were immediately knocked out and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Shhh

The people of the dwarf clan widened their eyes and gasped, those four black feather people would definitely not survive, and they killed four masters of the celestial realm with one palm, could this young man be an immortal?

"Bastard!" The powerhouses of the Black Feather Clan were also stunned for a moment, and then a master of the Immortal Realm attacked and slammed into him.

"Damn, does Lao Tzu seem to be so kind?" Jun Mo asked to be angry, killing so many people still can't have a deterrent effect?

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the black feather man in the late stage of the Immortal Realm was killed with a palm, and the wings behind him were all knocked out.

The crowd's eyes widened in disbelief.

The dwarf lying at Jun Mowen's feet was a little confused, and at the same time there was bitter water in his stomach, you are an old monster who has cultivated to a very powerful mess, and you should have the demeanor of a master?

"Kill!"

The people of the Black Feather Clan were furious, and they gave up their opponents one by one, and they were furious and killed Jun Mo and asked, they had fought for so long and had never died a strong man in the Immortal Realm, but they were killed by the Terran they looked down on the most, and it was unbearable.

"Where's your mother, are you all looking for death?" Jun Mo asked and scolded secretly, and then rushed forward.

"Bang!

Jun Mo asked only for the masters of the Immortal Realm, and the dwarves were just about to help, but they were stopped by this next scene.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Black Feather People in the early stage of the Immortal Realm were killed, falling from the sky and smashing to the ground.

"My good man, worthy of the ancient race, is really much stronger than the average human martial cultivator," Jun Mo muttered to himself, through this battle, he found that the body of the Black Feather people was very strong, and the human race was far from being comparable.

After a while, all the fairyland masters of the Black Feather Clan were lying on the ground, and some wanted to escape, but they were all killed by Jun Mowen with a palm, and as for the others, Jun Mowen was too lazy to do it.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and finish the fight and go home to eat?" Looking at a group of dwarves, Jun Mo was angry when he asked.

"Kill! Kill this group of Black Feather people to avenge the clan," Immediately, the master of the dwarf clan came back to his senses and shouted loudly, without the master of the Immortal Realm, the Black Feather people were slaughtered by one side.

"What did you call me for, idiot, you still say I'm pretending, right?" Jun Mowen asked with a calm face, leaning over and looking at the dwarf lying on top of the badly injured man;

The dwarf almost cried, eager to slap himself a few big mouths, "senior......"

The dwarf wanted to apologize, but as soon as the word senior came out, Jun Mowen was furious, and slapped him on the head, "Call me senior? Am I that old? I'm only eighteen years old this year." ”

"Nima!"

The dwarf didn't believe it, but he didn't dare to refute it, so he could only look at Jun Mo without tears and ask, poor Baba, he really couldn't tell what kind of person Jun Mo was, if he accidentally angered him, it would be a trivial matter to slap him to death, but it would be bad if he was implicated in the clan.

"Have you ever heard the saying that the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring?" Jun Mowen suddenly stretched out his hand to arrange his clothes for him, and said casually;

"The grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring?" The flattered dwarf thought about it vigorously, but he really hadn't heard this sentence, and then he looked at Jun Mowen's face, and found that there was nothing unusual, he thought about it or told the truth, lest Jun Mowen ask him to get to the bottom of it, and when the time came, he would definitely reveal his stuff and might anger this terrifying powerhouse with an uncertain temperament.

"I haven't heard that," said the dwarf, shaking his head;

Jun Mo asked his body stiffened suddenly, as if he had eaten a dead mouse, this bastard hadn't even heard of this?

"How can a drop of water repay the kindness of a spring? Isn't that something that a fool would do? If so, then I will make a fortune if I take a drop of water out every day to give alms. The dwarf whispered, the look on his face a little complicated, a little confused, a little disdainful, and more disdainful.

Jun Mo asked like being struck by lightning, and his mind was blank.

It didn't take long for all the people of the Black Feather Clan to be killed, and none of them escaped, the Dwarves were grateful to Jun Mowen, and at the same time respectfully invited him to be a guest of the Dwarf Clan, they had many doubts in their hearts, but they didn't dare to ask, not wanting to make Jun Mowen unhappy.

For their enthusiasm, Jun Mo did not refuse, and soon got acquainted with them, knowing each other's names, the dwarf clan has three major surnames, Ba, Lian, and Diao.

In the end, Jun Mowen followed them to the dwarven city.