Chapter 869: The Three-Eyed Tribe

Zhang Jun was stunned. This was the first time someone spoke to him in such a condescending tone, and even used the term "mortal from the lower world" to him. But he was not angry, his mind was running rapidly, who is this person? He called me a mortal from the lower world. Could it be that he is a genius in some big world? Otherwise, how could he be so arrogant? At the same time, he looked at the other person carefully and felt that there was nothing unusual about this person except the vertical eyes between his eyebrows.

Then he thought again and asked, "Who are you?"

The young man nodded, with a trace of ridicule on his face. He did not answer Zhang Jun's question, but said to himself: "Yes, although you mortals in the lower world are humble and humble, after all, there are still one or two with better qualifications who are qualified to enter the exam. "Liandi. But you are really unlucky to have met me. As a descendant of the great Three-Eyed Clan, I will not let a humble creature like you continue to climb the ladder."

Zhang Jun's eyes turned cold. The other party's condescending expression, the mentality of treating him as a fool, and the hateful sarcasm on his face all successfully aroused his murderous intention. He didn't care about the Three-Eyed Clan. This guy in front of him already disgusted him, so he had to get rid of him as soon as possible. But before that, he still had something to ask. He said expressionlessly: "Which big world do you Three-Eyed Clan come from?"

After hearing this, the young man laughed "haha", with a look of ridicule and contempt on his face: "The big world? Do you mean the kind of cages built by mortals in the wilderness in the lower realms? How can such a prison-like garbage dump raise the great Three-Eyed Tribe people? What? You humble man, kneel down now and accept your fate!"

Having said this, the three-eyed young man raised his right palm high and then hit Xian hard. He didn't use any special means, he simply punched it down, and the surrounding area of ​​his fist was covered with runes. Zhang Jun is no stranger to this kind of rune. When his strength reached more than 100,000 kilograms, he also produced this kind of rune, which is a symbol of supreme strength.

However, he was openly unafraid. With a heavy grunt, he turned his right palm to face him, and violently slapped the opponent's fist. Before the fists and palms came into contact, the force field runes formed by the two sides collided fiercely, and dense lightning burst out, flying all over the sky. Thousands of lightning beams sputtered crazily in all directions. . Then, the fists and palms collided, and Zhang Jun felt that his palms hit a piece of pig iron, which caused pain in his palms and numbness in half of his body.

The three-eyed youth felt it even more intensely. Severe pain erupted from his fist, and three of his phalanges were broken with a "click", and then his right elbow joint was shattered. The powerful counter-shock force instantly caused severe damage to his body. There was an expression of extreme shock on his face, like a timid woman who had seen a terrifying ghost, her mouth wide open, full of horror.

Zhang Jun held it in his palm and released all the supreme power accumulated in his body, and he immediately felt extremely comfortable. He had discovered long ago that the more he exerted this power at full strength, the more comfortable his whole body became and the stronger his physique became. It's a pity that he rarely encounters this kind of opportunity to use all his strength and face the enemy with all his heart. At this time, he met an enemy who could make him explode with all his strength. He suddenly became extremely excited, roared wildly, and punched him again.

The three-eyed youth was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He could only resist Zhang Jun's violent attack with all his strength. Punch after punch, kick after kick, each blow has the power to crack rocks and crack gold, and has the potential to collapse mountains and seas, forming a crushing force in terms of strength.

"Ploppap!"

The three-eyed youth's arms were broken and his joints were shattered. He was unable to fight back, so his chest, back, and head began to receive violent attacks continuously. Every attack made him spurt out blood, but his blood was not red, but silver-green, very strange, with a faint fragrance.

"Damn you bitch, how dare you attack someone from the Three-Eyed Clan, damn it, damn it!" The three-eyed young man cursed, his eyes filled with disbelief and resentment, but he soon stopped screaming because Zhang Jun kicked him His chest was trampled, and his heart and lungs were squeezed out and exposed. The severe pain made him unable to speak immediately.

Zhang Jun stopped until the opponent couldn't fight back. He kicked the three-eyed youth on the head and said coldly: "Hey, why don't you continue to look down on me from above? Aren't you three-eyed people amazing? ?”

The young man kept spraying silver-green blood and didn't say a word, just stared at him fiercely.

"Tell me, where are you from and why did you appear in the trial place." Zhang Jun asked him, he wanted to find out what was going on.

"Despicable creature, you will die a bad death! Your flesh will be ground into powder, your tendons will be twisted into ropes, your bones will be used as firewood, and your soul will be burned by spiritual fire day and night. Until you die, I will make it impossible for you to survive or save your life!" the three-eyed youth roared.

"I'm really scared to death." Zhang Jun said, "But before that, I will make your life worse than death."

The young man with three eyes saw that the mortal from the lower world in front of him pulled out a sword from his body and began to slowly cut his flesh with the blade. The first sword picked off a piece of his nail, and the severe pain made him howl miserably. Fear filled his heart and he shouted, "What do you want to do?"

"In our lower realm, there is a kind of punishment called Ling Chi. Ling Chi is to slowly cut people to death with a knife, so it is also called being cut into pieces alive, or being cut into pieces with a thousand cuts. Don't worry, my method is very clever. I won't cut you even once. Wandao, I won't let you die," Zhang Jun said calmly.

The three-eyed youth felt his heart was cold, as if he had fallen into the abyss. He trembled and said, "You...you can't do this."

"Why can't I?" Zhang Jun's Zhenwu sword trembled, and cut off a piece of his chest muscle, causing the other party to scream again, "Look, I'm already cutting."

The three-eyed youth was finally scared. Any creature is afraid of death, and the three-eyed tribe is no exception. He screamed and said sternly, "What do you want to do? What do you want to do?"

"Answer my question." Zhang Jun kept cutting the meat, "When I am satisfied, I will stop. If I am not satisfied, I will keep cutting until I cut you to death with one cut after ten thousand cuts."

"I will say, I will say everything." The three-eyed youth could no longer bear it and finally gave in.

Zhang Jun patted his face with a mocking look and said, "Answer my first question, where are you from and why are you here?"

After questioning, he learned that the three-eyed tribe is a tribe in the wilderness. When he first heard the news, he was shocked beyond repair. There are living creatures in the wilderness? Isn't that a spiritual void? How can there be living beings? And such a powerful creature! The following question shocked him even more, and his thoughts were surging.

It turned out that there were more than one race living in the wilderness, known as the Hundred Races, and the Three-Eyed Race was just an inconspicuous race among them. They had sent young and strong people to enter this place for trials every few years since a long time ago to gain stronger power. It was very simple for them to enter the ancient holy land, and there was a special passage to enter, unlike the people in the lower world who had to gather twelve great saints to open it.

With a few simple questions, Zhang Jun gained a lot of information. When he was about to ask again, the three-eyed young man suddenly emitted silver light around him, and his body gradually disappeared. "Humble creature, bastard, I will not let you go!" With his roar, his figure completely disappeared.

Zhang Jun frowned, and he saw that the other party had secretly performed some kind of escape secret technique. He had only asked a few questions, and there were still many questions to be answered, but he didn't expect the other party to run away like this. He shook his head and said, "Keep going up, maybe we will meet these alien races in the wilderness."

He had no answer to why there were living creatures in the wilderness, so he could only keep going up and see if he was lucky enough to meet another one. But he was disappointed. He went to the 28th, 30th, 40th step, until he reached the 60th step exhausted, but he still didn't meet any alien races. The 60th step was the limit of his ability. When he fell on the stairs tiredly, a clear light appeared in front of him.

Above the clear light, there appeared an ancient book with four big characters "The Original Sutra" written on it, and a mace with a golden hilt. The mace was four-sided, three fingers thick, and about one and a half meters long. When he saw these two things, his eyes lit up and he murmured, "This Original Sutra is extraordinary at first glance, how about this mace?"

He grabbed the mirror and lifted it, but it didn't move at the first try, and he couldn't help but be stunned. You know, he just lifted it casually, and it must have been at least 10,000 to 20,000 pounds, but he couldn't lift it! So he added a little more strength, and then he lifted the mace, weighed it in his hand, and felt that it was at least 40,000 to 50,000 pounds!

"It's so heavy!" He couldn't help but be shocked. You know, the Monkey King in the mythological novel, his golden hoop was only 13,500 pounds!

He waved the treasure mace, and suddenly there were billions of runes filling the space, ghosts howling, strong winds suddenly rose, thunder roared, and he was so shocked that his hand trembled that he almost dropped the treasure mace.

"My goodness, what kind of treasure is it, how can it be so powerful?" He hesitated, and just got a treasure like this?

But he didn't have time to think too much, and was teleported out by a ray of light, and appeared on the altar the next moment. He didn't know that shortly after he left, two three-eyed old men in silver robes appeared at his position, the 60th step of the ladder. The two old men looked solemn, and one of them said: "Amazing! He actually reached the 60th level for the first time. For thousands of years, it seems that only the man called Shen Tianjun has achieved this achievement?"

Another silver-robed old man: "Once this person grows up, he will be very terrifying. But it doesn't matter. After all, he is a humble creature below and is not worthy of our attention."

"We can't be careless. The qi of heaven and earth has changed in the past ten years. The Dharma Ending Age seems to be about to pass. The future will be a great era of competition among the heroes. We must be prepared."

"Our three-eyed tribe is only one of the weakest races. Why should we care about such a big thing? It's a pity that the man got away, otherwise I would definitely kill him and vent my anger for my children."

After the two finished speaking, they disappeared out of thin air.

Zhang Jun and the other four returned safely, and naturally Li Daojun asked them questions. At the same time, in the first level of the ancient holy land, Wu Tian was still wandering among the monsters, killing monsters tirelessly to increase his strength. He didn't have Zhang Jun's Buddha's Eye, nor did he have Zhang Jun's fighting power, but he was able to persist, so gradually, his strength also reached a terrifying level, exceeding 300,000 jin!

When his strength was strong enough, he finally stopped hunting monsters and came to a mountain wall in the wasteland. With an excited expression on his face, he said to himself: "That's right, after confirming it for more than a dozen times, this is definitely the place. Hey! I have worked hard for nearly a month and finally accumulated 300,000 jin of strength. This kind of strength is absolute strength. If combined with the secret technique, it can break the shackles and break the barriers!"

His eyes stared at the stone wall again and again, and finally let out a long roar, and infinite power exploded from his body. A black light appeared in his palm, and then he slapped the stone wall with his palm. Suddenly, under the influence of supreme power and secret techniques, a dark and distant black hole appeared on the stone wall, like a rotating black cloud, leading to nowhere.

Wutian laughed loudly: "Finally found the passage, okay, okay!" Then he jumped in without hesitation, and the person disappeared, and the black hole also disappeared immediately. No one knew where Wutian went, whether he was dead or alive. The news about him was not released until several years later.

But after Zhang Jun and the other two came out, they were all called by Li Daojun and asked about their experiences in detail. All four people came out alive and their strength was greatly improved, which made Li Daojun extremely happy. Especially Zhang Jun, his power reached an astonishing two million in the ancient holy land. Even if he returns to the real world now, his strength exceeds one hundred thousand kilograms and reaches one hundred and twenty-nine thousand kilograms. This is undoubtedly an extremely terrifying number, and it still falls within the range of absolute strength.

With Zhang Jun's appearance, the Genius Conference also came to an end. However, Zhang Jun still couldn't leave, because as a member of the Taoist sect, several immortals from the Taoist sect's secret realm wanted to see them. Zhang Jun was not enthusiastic about this, but he had to go.

When Zhang Jun was led by Li Daojun to leave Yaochi and go to the secret realm to visit the old immortals, Jiang Laoer and the corpse demon had been talking for a long time. Time flashed back to a few hours ago, when Jiang Laoer made an appointment with the Corpse Demon in the Holy Realm. The corpse demon looked at the beautiful scenery in the holy realm and said coldly: "Let's get down to business."

Jiang Laoer looked at the corpse demon warily. He was a demon after all. He couldn't be careful and said, "You said you know the news about the treasury?"

"Of course I know, because I have occupied countless bodies, and the owner of one of them knows the secrets of the treasury very well." The corpse demon said lightly, "Jiang Daojun, if you help me catch the girl named Qinglian, I would like to tell you the secrets of the treasury."

Even though he was a Dao Lord, Jiang Laoer's heart skipped a beat and he stared at the corpse demon: "Why don't you turn it on yourself? Is that little girl more important than the treasury?"

The corpse demon laughed strangely: "I am a demon, and the things in the treasury are useless to me! On the contrary, the girl has a pure body. As long as I occupy her sea of ​​consciousness, I can hope to hit the Da Luo Demon Realm! Comparing the two, I naturally choose the latter. Therefore, this cooperation is mutually beneficial and there is no conflict of interest. I think Jiang Daojun has no reason to refuse!"