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"Get up." The two of them kneeled on the ground and got up gratefully. They looked at each other, and only the two of them knew what it meant.

"Kid, ask that Xu Cong why there are so many transvestites gathered here. Why do I feel that something is strange?" Sharp scale's voice resounded in his mind.

"Ask for yourself."

"Damn, if I could ask, would you want to ask?" If I didn't know that this son of a b * tch has the blood of a demon tiger, I would have mistaken him for a member of the Tiangou clan. Li Lin said bitterly.

"Xu Cong, why are there so many monsters here? Did someone bring you here?" Long Chen asked.

"In reply to Master, someone has indeed brought us here." Xu Kun said. Seeing that Long Chen still wanted to ask, Xu Kun continued.

"Master might not know, but foster father Xu Cong is also a half demon, which is also the previous chief of the village. Many of us have either lived in the Demon Area or the human race since we were young.

But no matter where we are we are subjected to cold discrimination, calling us freaks and bastards. No one wants to deal with us. " Xu Ceng's eyes were dim, while the rest of the people's eyes were slightly gloomy.

"My master also knows that it is very difficult for us demi-demons to survive, and not a single one of us has survived for more than ten thousand years. This also caused our cultivation to be able to reach the heavens, but it was only for a brief period of time.

I was very lucky to have been brought up the mountain by my foster father ever since I could remember. Like them, they all lived in the human race or demi-human race for many years before being brought up the mountain by my foster father. Zhang Yu was originally living in the human world, and because he couldn't stand being chased down and being killed, he met his foster father and was brought to the mountain. He was finally able to live a relatively peaceful life.

That disciple is the son of that small sect's head. Immediately after that, his legs were destroyed, and in the end, he was able to escape with his life while carrying his father on his back. " At this point, Xu Cong looked at an honest looking sturdy youth who was not far away. The youth's eyes were red as he lowered his head without saying a word.

Pow!

Sharp Scale slapped Ah Man's head. "What are you crying for!?" Something hopeless. In the future, follow me and only you will bully others. No one else will bully you. F * ck! "Tell me, which small sect is going to take you to flatten it? What's there to fear from a small sect?"

Ah Man rubbed her eyes. "It's a small, unranked sect. It's actually a bandit's nest, but the bandit leader is a Late Spirit Transformation Stage expert, just a step away from being a soldier. Even the most powerful of us, second brother, is only at the Core Formation Stage.

Sharp Scaled Beast's eyes grew brighter and brighter, before finally bursting out with laughter. Long Chen didn't know what was going on, and everyone else was completely confused as well. He didn't know what Sharp Scaled Beast was laughing about.

"Look at how weak you are. Are you even an expert at the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Stage?" Then I'll return it to his mother! I'm not bragging with you guys, just him and me, right, that pretty boy. I've been fighting against the peak of the Infantry Division for two days now, and he's still as lively as usual. What's there to be afraid of?

If he was afraid, it would leave a shadow in his heart forever. As long as he didn't die, he would fight with him! I wholeheartedly think that one day I will kill him so that I won't be bullied. Do you understand? " Sharp scale claws continuously tapped A'man's forehead, and said in disappointment.

"Understood, Master."

"Haha, it's good that you understand. Let's go, let's first bring Master around your village and let me see if this village is suitable for development."

A'man nodded excitedly and walked towards the village with his sharp scales. Xu Liu looked at Long Chen, who had previously wanted to establish his own sect. He didn't know what this b * tch was up to, so he followed along.

The Sharp Scales let Ah Man lead them in a full circle around the village. Long Chen followed her for a while, then stood on the spot with a cold look as he looked at Sharp Scales and sighed continuously. He had a bitter expression on his face.

"No wonder your cultivation is so slow, it doesn't even have a Spirit Convergence Array, this mountain is completely barren, it's just good-looking, it's easy to defend, hard to attack, but what use is it, it's only for enemies below the Building Force Stage, as long as it's at the Building Force Stage, killing one person is enough." "Who chose this place?" Sharp scale replied.

"It's this old man." The crowd opened up a path as a youth pushed a wheelchair over. Sitting on the wheelchair was a legless old man. His beard and hair were all white, and the bark of his beard blended with the vicissitudes of time. His eyelids drooped as he raised them with all his might in order to see the sharp scales and Long Chen.

"Foster father." Xu Liu and Zhang walked over to the old man. Ah Man stood behind the old man with a silly smile on her face. The old man looked around, his eyes filled with the doting look of someone doting on a descendant.

"Where did you two come from?" The old man looked at Long Chen, his gaze locking onto the sharp scales.

"Demon Region." Before Long Chen could open his mouth to speak, Sharp Scales spoke first.

"I wonder which God Beast race they are?" The old man opened and closed his eyes, as if opening them was extremely strenuous. The demonic beast blood in his body did not have too much reverence towards divine beasts.

"Tao Tie." Sharp scale replied.

Long Chen glanced at Sharp Scales and cursed in his heart. You lied without even a rough draft, and you're even a Taotie? Why didn't you say that you're a dragon?

"Taotie." The old man sighed, and the sharp scale nodded. Seeing that the old man seemed to doubt his words, the distant hall of footholds opened its mouth and flew towards the sharp scale, and amidst the shocked cries of the crowd, the mouth became extremely big, and the entire hall, which was over a hundred zhang in length, directly sank into the sharp scale mouth.

Other than Long Chen, the rest of them couldn't help but swallow their saliva. Xu Kun looked at Sharp Scaled Beast, and all he knew was that this Divine Beast had a sharp tongue, but he never thought that it would have such a big mouth. In the blink of an eye, it was devoured.

"Why did the Taotie Beast come to the Heavenly Heart Empire instead of staying in the Demon Area? How did it get mixed up with a human doll again?" The old man drooped his eyelids as he looked at Long Chen.

"Who made the rule that the Taotie would stay in the Demon Area, and who made the rule that the demon beast cannot be together with the human child?" He opened his mouth, but Long Chen spoke first. Hearing Long Chen's words, he nodded his head in agreement.

The old man closed his eyes and ignored Long Chen's scales as he continued, "I have lived for a thousand years, I have killed people, I have killed demons. Similarly, I have been killed by demons, and they have also killed me.

Hehe, humans don't treat me like a human. Even weirdos would be killed because of discrimination, this seems to be the common logic of humans and demons. If not for asking why, we would have died because we are half-demons.

This old man is young and proud, I want to seek justice. For the sake of being a half demon, this old man has killed countless people and demons, wanting them to know that the half-demon is like them, a creature that needs to be treated equally.

Hehe, you're still too young, too stupid, compared to the humans and demons, how much is the total number of half demons? If it's less than one in a million of the demon and human races, what's the use of me being strong? After this old man received a heavy injury, his cultivation fell again and again. In the end, he had no choice but to hide in this place to keep on breathing.

So what if this old man is unwilling? This old man lived one day less, and then, this old man thought, since I can't change the situation, I should rely on my own weak strength to bring all the half-demons I have seen here. As a bandit, I should not be discriminated against by the demons, why not kill them now and then? The old man's wrinkled face twitched.

Long Chen suddenly retreated backwards. The Ink Sword in his hand rotated to form an ink tray in front of him. The two of them then stood in front of Long Chen to protect him.

A group of half demons stood in front of the old man, looking coldly at him.

"But why!?" "Why?!" Both of his fists smashed on the armrest of the wheelchair and in the blink of an eye, the wheelchair exploded into wood splinters. Two horns grew out from the top of the old man's head and his eyes turned blood-red.

"Why!? They are all so pitiful. Why do you still want to enslave them? Why? Even a half demon would end up like this? What did the half-demon miss? We just want to live. Is it wrong to live like a normal human or demon in the human demon region? Was it wrong?

We just want the transvestite to be able to see us in the eyes of a normal person. The old man roared as a shadow gathered behind him. It was a red-eyed goat.

"Step down." His eyes were red as he retreated behind Long Chen.

Passing through two people, Long Chen slowly walked towards the enraged old man.

With a thought, the scales covered Long Chen's body.

"No need." The scales froze in the air, and then they flew back to where the sharp scales were.

"You're right." Long Chen squatted in front of the old man. Behind the old man, the red-eyed goat was ready to strike. Two sharp, sword-like horns were facing Long Chen.

"However, someone said this to me. I have remembered it all the way until now and now I will tell it to you.

There was no right or wrong, only strength and weakness.

The law of the jungle, this is the law of survival. " Behind the old man, the slight twist of the red-eyed goat began to fade.

"We just want to live."

"Isn't it harder to live than die?"

"Can't the weak survive?"

"That will depend on whether the strong will give it to you."

"The weak must be given alms by the strong even in death?"

"Maybe." Long Chen stood up and looked around at the surrounding half demons.

"Don't you have the right to choose? "Not at all?" The old man laughed bitterly.

"Yes." Long Chen looked at Xu Cong, then looked at Zhang Feng.

"I've searched for a thousand years but haven't been able to find it."

"The right to choose is not for you to find, but for you to create." Long Chen suddenly turned around and stared at the old man, his eyes sparkling.

"Created …" The old man's eyes were blurred as he mumbled in a low voice. The red-eyed goat behind him disappeared with the wind.

"How?" Just based on my cultivation that has dropped to the Spirit Transformation Stage and my two Core Formation Stage cultivators combined? " The old man looked at Xu Liu and the rest of the barbarians.

"I'll help you build it." Long Chen turned around and looked around.

"You? A little Core Formation kid? "A kid with a yellow mouth." The old man laughed, laughing in despair.

"Who are you? "With what?" the old man asked with a harsh laugh.

"I am an emissary, I control the destiny of heaven and earth, and I will punish all living beings in the universe."