Chapter 65: An Ordinary Race

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Stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers, the indifferent man said calmly, his cold eyes didn't look like he was in his eyes at all.

"Wow, ......"

The other party seemed to be enraged by him, and five red figures appeared, turning into five red storms full of crises, and swept towards the indifferent man.

"The people in the ring are all rookies in the devil's path, demons among demons, in the world, basically, rarely make their hearts beat wildly, people or things. ”

"However, the feeling that is now filling his ring can make the audience's hearts beat wildly again, is this feeling a feeling?"

"That's right! It is a strong feeling that can make the living beings in the world bow down and panic! It is surging towards the opponent with an overwhelming domineering and murderous aura!"

"Although there are many opponents, and they are already close to that person, the person in front of them is exuding a supreme momentum that is all over me, constantly pressing them, as if they want to forcibly scare these five people to submit and kneel!"

"Such a scene!"

"Such a situation!"

"So sinister!"

"The five of them don't need to think about it anymore, fight or die, there is no other ending!"

"Between the lightning and flint, a leg shadow swept by, like the thunder of the Nine Heavens, or, the storm......"

"I said, Master Zhizhang, it's just that five people were kicked away, it's not good for you to talk nonsense like this......"

In the end, it was the master of the Great Rakshasa Sect, and the poor cloud instantly flew out with a flickering leg of lightning, and five figures flew out.

"Oh, it can't be helped, otherwise, it's really unattractive. ”

"Alas...... Master Zhizhang, no wonder your novels are always recommended by no one, who makes you talk nonsense all day long and suffer from yourself. ”

Wu Tianliang shook his head.

"Ahhh

"Hey, hey, it's unbelievable that the poor cloud player has returned to the team!!!! but there is no life and death !! this time."

"Poor Cloud Player, I don't know what you think about the matter of mending the knife, why do you want to let them go!"

"They don't deserve it!"

Glaring fiercely at the disciple who worshiped the gods and demons, Poor Yun clasped his hands to his chest, and his self-respecting momentum exploded, and he no longer continued to speak.

"Green-robed ancestor, I don't know what you think of this kind of life-and-death duel, recklessly acting recklessly and not causing the death of the opponent?"

Nine Five Two Seven turned his head to Wu Tianliang and asked.

"I think it's very good! After all, as long as you explain that you are stronger than the other party, there is no need to divide life and death, if your opponents are all dead, who will promote your prestige for you? So, in the future, if you meet ordinary characters like the green-robed man, the iron-masked man, Wu Tianliang, this kind of ordinary character, it's okay to win, it's better to keep him alive, it doesn't matter anyway, right!"

Wu Tianliang spread his hands and said sincerely.

......

In the round "ring" that was beaten, a demon monk who didn't know where he came from had already appeared, and it seemed that he was still wearing a mask of singing a big opera.

Well, it's a yellow-faced look.

And this time, his opponent was the black shadow man, and this time, he remained very quiet and crept into the ring.

"Wow, ......"

A yellow figure appeared, turning into a red storm full of danger, intending to sweep towards the black shadow man.

Bang!

The yellow figure fell to the ground.

The other four people also fell to the ground.

"This ...... All five of them have died, and it is impossible to know what methods they used, and now I declare that the Western Demon Cult has won. ”

Unexpectedly, this time, the black shadow man didn't say anything, but showed a cautious look, put the five people in a suicidal appearance, and crept into the crowd.

"Such a quick movement, agile stretching out his hand, and leaving no traces, sure enough, it is a black shadow man, it is said that his opponent either died of poison, or died of a knife soldier, in short, there are all kinds of bizarre ways to die, but they all look like suicidal images. ”

Ninety-five-two-seven said with emotion.

......

In the round "ring" that was beaten, a demon monk who didn't know where he came from had already appeared, and it seemed that he was still wearing a mask of singing a big opera.

Well, it's a white-faced look.

"Actually, I've always had a question, and I wanted to ask just now, why are there so many monks wearing big drama masks? Don't you think they are not only the means of attack, but even the way they appear?"

Wu Tianliang finally couldn't help but ask.

"It's very simple, because they are all cultivating the Kamen God Magic Gate, this method is this magic method that has been very popular for thousands of years, and many people have practiced it. ”

Hearing this question, Nine Five Twenty-Seven immediately opened his mouth to explain.

"Falsehood, face, god, demon, Dharma? Well, is this method easy to practice? Why are so many people cultivating? ”

The first time he heard about this strange method, Wu Tianliang was stunned.

"It's easy to say, it's not easy to say, the so-called life is like a drama like a fantasy in the world of life, you and I all live in this dreamy and false world, and everyone is a mask to people. ”

"The Kamen God Magic Gate is to inject all of his dream life into this mask, and when he takes off the mask with great perseverance and wisdom, it is the time to abandon the false self and achieve the true self gods and demons!"

"It's a pity that if you wear a mask for a long time, you will think that the real me is a mask, so it will continue to sink into this world."

"That's why there are so many big dramas, mask demon cultivation. ”

Nine-five-two-seven looked solemn and opened his mouth to explain.

"By the way, these are all things that the Great Patriarch said, which is really incomprehensible. ”

With a long sigh, Nine Five Twenty-Seven still looked serious and said with reverence.

"Sure enough, it's an immeasurable demon master, it's really a very level, and I don't know much about it......"

Wu Tianliang held his chin in one hand and said with a pensive face.

"Hey, Green-robed Ancestor, have you seen it, what is the strength of my Five Elements Demon Palace?"

At this time, a smug roar came, interrupting Wu Tianliang's thinking.

At this time, Wu Tianliang realized that it was the monk of the Five Elements Demon Palace who ended up fighting this time, and it seemed that he was the one in red clothes.

What is the name? Wu Tianliang thought for a while, but after all, he didn't think of it.

"Bastard! Green-robed Ancestor, how dare you look down on me so much!"

Wu Tianliang's distraction made the man in red obviously angry, and the flames erupted violently from this person, sweeping the entire ring, turning the few people in big drama masks lying there into ashes.