Chapter 699：

After reaching out and touching, the expression of the patriarch of the spirit clan changed drastically, and he looked shocked.

"Damn! How could this happen!? How could this be possible!? Why am I bleeding!?"

Spirit races can be considered to exist as energy bodies, and there are thousands of substances that make up their race, but there is no flesh and blood.

Because the Chaos Clan felt that the physical body would hinder many things, the Spirit Clan did not have this characteristic.

For thousands of years, the spirit race has been like this.

But the sword just brushed over it lightly, how could it cause myself to bleed! ?

Seeing the shocked look of the patriarch of the spirit clan, Bai Jun showed a mysterious smile.

"As I said, a failed product is nothing more than a failed product."

"Born in this world, weak urination is the original sin, let alone your creator will abandon you, I am afraid that the weak do not even have the right to survive on this land!"

As he said, the aura on Bai Jun's body gradually climbed to the top.

This trick was specially developed by him to fight against creatures outside the theory.

There are too many secrets on the prehistoric continent.

What you see in front of you is not just everything.

Even Bai Jun, the only heir of the Chaos Clan who has existed since the Chaos Period, didn't know that there was a saint before Hongjun and Pangu.

Long ago, Bai Jun knew this truth.

So he thoroughly studied the various characteristics of the prehistoric creatures.

In order to facilitate the emergence of unexpected races, Bai Jun's sword move was made.

"¨ 〃 Named to return to the source!"

Stabbed a sword again, directly piercing the chest of the spirit race, but the accumulation of hatred of the spirit race over the years cannot be underestimated.

"Ahhhhh! Damn! I'm going to kill you!"

The half fleshy and half energy body of the Spirit Race suddenly swelled at this moment.

After the domain expanded, the space instantly looked like a big mouth, biting towards Bai Jun.

But Bai Jun didn't grow up eating dry rice.

For so many years, he has experienced more dangers than the food he has eaten. Even if he pinched the Dharma seal, psychedelic voices immediately came from all directions.

"The Realm of Reversal!"

The patriarch of the spirit clan was taken aback for a moment, and then he heard a very weird sentence.

The turn of the environment...

Everything around, up and down, left and right, high and low inside and out.

It was completely reversed!

Bai Jun had used this trick to compete with Lin Chuan before, but at that time the reversal hadn't been so thorough.

Now even the voice is reversed!

Not only that, the counterattack of the patriarch of the spirit clan who seemed to be extremely powerful just now became limp in an instant.

Even the range and intensity of the attack can be reversed!

This can no longer be said to be unreasonable, this is already an unimaginable realm!

The spirit race was born in Chaos, but everything in front of him now made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

In the dark, he seemed to be able to feel the destiny calling him.

And the man standing in front of him is worthy of being the strongest weapon the Chaos Clan has produced for many years.

"If it were him...maybe it might really help the Chaos Clan to revive..."

In the sword light that was about to wipe out him, the patriarch of the spirit tribe thought of this, and two lines of clear tears were dripping from the corner of his eyes...hard...

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Four hundred and tenth chapter: Arrangement of the Way of Heaven! Resources to become stronger!

The spirit race is just a discarded pawn.

The reason why they are so obsessed with proving that they are better than Bai Jun is because the Chaos Clan has integrated the gene of absolute loyalty for them when they were created.

So no matter how powerful the Spirit Clan is, there is still a twisted sentiment for the Chaos Clan.

They also want to be recognized by the Chaos Clan, and they also want to help the Chaos Clan defeat the ancient gods.

Just like Bai Jun, even if Bai Jun knew that he was a weapon that was made, he wouldn't be disgusted by the Chaos Clan.

After the light dissipated, a patter of light rain suddenly fell on the sky.

At the same time, everyone present could feel a trace of sad emotion.

All the people of the spirit race, at this moment, turned into countless dots of luminescence, floating in the air.

"Huh! It's really vulnerable! Let that little white face be killed! It seems that there is no need to disagree with you this time! That innate treasure is mine!"

Turning his head, the patriarch of the Barbarian clan sipped black blood to the ground, and then looked at Lin Chuan again.

"What a **** human race! I have changed my mind. After you die, I will imprison your tribe and 613 your soul, and let you watch your generations of tribes become slaves to our race!"

Lin Chuan, who was still pale, had his eyes rounded and his hair almost stood up after hearing these words.

"Can you say that again……"

Lin Chuan stepped on the void, but it seemed as if the world was on top of his head, every word seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth.

The patriarch of the Barbarian clan was taken aback for a moment, then tore off his clothes, raised his head and laughed.

"Not bad, not bad! Really a good opponent! I put away what I said before, you...worth my serious fight!"

In an instant, a large and a small figure slammed into each other like two cannonballs.

This time, Lin Chuan's firepower was full, and he didn't even use Dao Fa, only using his body to fight against the most powerful existence on this prehistoric continent.

But don't underestimate Lin Chuan. After three or two moves, Lin Chuan is still at a disadvantage, but his strength and physical strength are also increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"boom!"