1838: C1838 Shutters

C1838 Shutters

When Tang Tianjun arrived in the air, he felt that kind of oppressive aura, which was ten times stronger than when he was inside the big array, making his chest feel a little stuffy.

His opponent's expert only stared at him, sizing him up. However, he knew that as long as he showed the slightest bit of hostility, it was possible for the other party to join hands and kill him.

Although he had the Exquisite of a Lesser Heaven stage spirit weapon, even the Exquisite of a Lesser Heaven stage spirit weapon was divided into ranks, and the opponent's was clearly higher than his.

"I see you guys are in charge!"

Ye Tianze immediately shouted, "I had an agreement with Master Dong Yecun, I have no enmity with him."

The Xuan Ming Clan cultivator who was surrounding him hesitated for a moment, and not long later, he opened up a path. Tang Tianjun walked in and met Dong Yecun.

"We have already done what the Head Saint requested, so I hope that Master, please let us live, we are willing to give the Xuan Ming Clan the bloodline we want, in exchange for a way for our clan to live."

Tang Tianjun lowered his head, and said respectfully.

"Hahaha ?"

The Xuan Ming Clan cultivator roared with laughter, looking at him as if he was looking at a Idiot.

"Am I hearing things? You want to live? " "Do you know, in our eyes, what you are?"

The bottom of Tang Tianjun's heart sank. Even though he held onto a glimmer of hope, he knew that the possibility wasn't high.

In the eyes of the Xuan Ming Clan, they were not even considered as ants. They were just things to be taken care of, so how could they care about these things?

"However, Owner Dongye once promised me that if our tribe is willing to surrender and sacrifice our bloodline, we will be given a chance to live."

Tang Tianjun said.

"I did."

Dong Yecun said.

When these words came out, the Xuan Ming Clan cultivator was not really shocked, but when the Prehistoric Clan heard it, it exploded, giving off a feeling of being sold out.

However, they did not believe in the Xuan Ming Clan that easily. Even if Tang Tianjun had personally said it, they still thought that there was a reason behind it.

"Please keep your promise, Eastfield leader." Tang Tianjun said, "As a dignified Xuan Ming Clan, hegemony of ten thousand realms, if you do not keep your promise and spread this news, wouldn't that make the whole world become a joke? How would you be able to stand on your feet in the heavens?"

"Hahaha ?"

The Xuan Ming Clan cultivator laughed mockingly again.

"kid, you were first mistaken about one thing. Reputation is built on the premise that both parties are equal."

Dong Yecun said, "Do you think that you can be equals with us?"

Tang Tianjun was instantly left speechless. Only when both sides were equal would there be an existence of credibility. This was an undisguised rule of primal chaos, and also the rule of the Land of Chaos.

A low level civilization was not worthy of discussing conditions with a high level civilization, and a high level civilization was also not worthy to negotiate conditions with a low level civilization.

"Bulls and sheep are meant to be slaughtered. You guys are the same group of cattle and sheep."

Dong Yecun said, "You slaughter a group of sheep and cattle, will you ask if they agree? Are you going to talk to the cattle and sheep about credibility? Of course, you guys are not sheep and cattle. You are just a group of sheep and cattle with an ancient bloodline, and seeing that you are unable to protect your own bloodline, then, this bloodline shall be taken by the expert. "

naturally understood that a man with a treasure was innocent and holding a treasure was a crime, but he never thought that he would fall to such a state one day.

However, he did not lose his head due to the emotions in his heart. Although he looked angry, he was actually calm in his heart. He was here to stall for time.

"If we fight to the death, none of you will get anything!" Tang Tianjun said.0

Dong Yecun frowned, and then laughed: "No, we only need to have a few survivors, we have a way to get you all to open your mouths, and to say your lairs, even if there are no survivors, it is not important, with the strength of our Xuan Ming Clan, wanting to find your lairs in the Land of Chaos is not impossible, it is just a matter of time, we will not immediately destroy your lairs, we will raise up the rest of the cattle and sheep, and provide us with excellent blood!"

Tang Tianjun's face became extremely ugly, he was so stifled that he wanted to vomit blood, it was similar to how Asura Clan reared the other four races.

It was just that Asura Clan only wanted to drink blood, but the purpose of the Xuan Ming Clan was completely different.

Tang Tianjun was certain that not only could the Xuan Ming Clan achieve this, they could also do it perfectly. After all, for an ancient civilization like them, to control an entire race was simply too easy.

He had turned the entire Prehistoric Clan into a reared pig.

Tang Tianjun tried his best to control his emotions, but his eyes were still red. The other party did not attack him, but the words of the other party caused him to feel incomparable despair.

These words were not meant for Tang Tianjun alone, but also for the Prehistoric Clan. When the Prehistoric Clan finished listening, besides anger, there was also fear.

All of their faces were filled with despair. In front of an ancient civilization like the Xuan Ming Clan, they could not even be considered as ants.

When they first came to Chaos World and had their own home, they were very proud of themselves. However, when they entered the Land of Chaos and started competing with the other expert, they realized how powerless they were.

This was something that they could accept. With the greater resources they had, they could risk their lives. They did not despair.

However, at this moment, they truly felt despair. Xuan Ming Clan was like a mountain, and they were like ants below the mountain. Any stone that fell from the mountain would be able to destroy them and the entire nest of the Prehistoric Clan.

"You have no choice!"

Dong Yecun said, "The only difference between you and the pigs and sheep, other than the ancient bloodline on your bodies, is that you guys only have your own independent thoughts. However, the pigs and sheep are luckier than you guys, because they can't think, and they won't give up hope, but the despair you guys have will bring pain, and if you want to struggle, you will be powerless to do so."

Tang Tianjun did not even have the strength to retort. At this moment, he did not even have the faith to pull out his wood cleaver.

This was because his conviction had already been defeated, and he didn't even need the opponent to act.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded out, "You are right. Despair brings pain. In despair, one wants to struggle but is unable to do so. It would only be more painful!"

"Hmm?"

Xuan Ming Clan's cultivator, all of them looked over, only to see a Black Man flying over.

"Profound Sky Stage?" The group of Xuan Ming Clan cultivator s did not dare believe it.

Tang Tianjun turned around and looked at Ye Tianze. In his eyes filled with despair, a sense of faith was born, but it quickly faded away.

No one stopped him; after all, a Mysterious Sky Realm Cultivator was fundamentally unable to pose any threat to them. Ye Tianze walked to the front of Tang Tianjun, patted his shoulders, and said: "It's time to shut the door and shut the door!"

Tang Tianjun was startled, but he did not know what to say. He knew Ye Tianze was strong, but there were 3 million strong people here, and there was even a Guixu Realm, how could he fight against them?

More importantly, even if they won this battle, what about the future? How were they supposed to fight against an ancient civilization with epoch? This ancient civilization was still a hegemony of myriad realms.

Even if they had the faith to fight, this was destined to be a futile battle.

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