Chapter 1432 A Strange Bet

Even Xiao Lin next to him was greatly surprised by the Great Spirit Lord's reaction.

The world of immortality is actually a naked jungle, where countless races live, and naturally follow the naked forest law, that is, the strong is respected.

The Northern Territory was originally ruled by the Spirit Clan. The Spirit Clan only had four Mahayana monks. They were always in a weak position and were suppressed by the Bone Clan. Later, the Wanmu Spirit Lord advanced to the realm of the Spirit Lord, and this situation changed.

Now that the human race is rising strongly, Huantian plans to use the Great Spirit Lord's realm to return to the Northern Territory, kill Wanmu Spirit Lord, and unify the entire Northern Heaven Territory. Faced with the great Spirit Lord's power, the Bone Clan naturally feels threatened.

It was just that when the Great Spirit Master wanted to deal with the Spirit Clan, the Bone Clan would not intervene, so he reached an agreement with the actual controller of the Bone Clan, Purine Bone Holy Flower Piaoluo, that is, the Bone Clan would not participate in the battle between humans and spirits, while the Human Race would After defeating the Eldar, they will no longer attack the Bone Tribe.

Purine Bone Saint also has doubts about this. After all, the promise is just an agreement. Whether he will abide by it or not depends on his strength in the end. If the human race occupies the endless resources of the Northern Territory, a human race with numerous talents will inevitably be born. As Mahayana monks come one after another, there is no guarantee that new spiritual masters or even great spiritual masters will not appear.

Once this happens, even if Great Spirit Master Huan Tianmou does not take action against the Bone Clan, there is no guarantee that the newly born human race Mahayana will not continue to expand territory for the human race and attack the Xuanhuang Realm.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Hua Pianluo came to Mitian Palace and took advantage of the opportunity of offering gifts to form an alliance with the human race. In this way, the rest of the Mahayana monks would be responsible for destroying the alliance between the two races even if they thought of dealing with the Bone Clan. There will be some scruples in my heart due to the infamy.

Therefore, Hua Pianluo was not satisfied with the Great Spirit Lord's promise. She first bowed her hands and saluted, and then said: "Great Spirit Lord, most of the monks in the Bone Clan are born from human bones. In the final analysis, the Bone Clan and the Human Race There are also many origins, so Hua Piaoluo boldly wants to represent the Bone Clan and form an alliance with the Human Clan so that they can coexist peacefully for generations to come. ”

Hearing the words, the Great Spirit Master had not yet spoken, but Fengyun Wujian on the side took a step forward and said calmly: "In the Northern Territory, with the Great Spirit Master as the respected one, the promises he made will naturally not be ignored. But Fengyun Wujian did not make a promise. Since Hua Daoyou wants to form an alliance with the human race on behalf of the Bone Clan, it also depends on whether he has the qualifications. As long as Hua Daoyou can take Fengyun Wujian's sword, then the Great Spirit Master will do whatever he wants. Whatever decision is made, Fengyun Wujian will abide by it with all his strength."

When Hua Pianluo heard the words, her face changed slightly. She couldn't help but glance at Fengyun Wujian, but this glance made her feel horrified. At this moment, Fengyun Wujian had completely released the sword energy in his body. A person is like a sword, extremely sharp. Just looking at it can make people feel endless chills in their hearts.

Although Hua Pianluo has advanced to the Mahayana stage a long time ago, she does not know the top monks of the four major spiritual realms of the human race. Of course, even the domain masters of the four major spiritual realms are only in the realm of transcending tribulation and cannot enter her at all. Eye.

But the person in front of her gave her a very dangerous feeling. There is a kind of sensitive feeling in the sky among immortal cultivators. This kind of feeling is closely related to the strength and weakness of both sides' mana and soul. It can make her Hua Piao Luo have such a feeling. This feeling shows that the other party is no ordinary Mahayana monk.

"Fellow Daoist Fengyun's tone is loud enough. Hua Piaoluo has never encountered you for tens of thousands of years. If Hua can't even take your sword, I'm afraid he won't have the face to continue to be in charge of the Bone Clan. Fengyun Fellow Taoist, please tell me the conditions and let Hua think about it. In addition, do your words represent the entire human race?" Hua Piaoluo also felt a trace of anger in his heart. After Huan Tianmou understood the prophecy rules and reached perfection, She thought she was not an opponent, but the person in front of her was an unknown person, but it seemed that he was not a foreign race. He was obviously from the human race, and he must have been a newly promoted Mahayana. How could she not be angry when a mere newly promoted Mahayana said such arrogant words.

"It's very simple. If Fengyun Wujian loses, Fengyun Wujian will agree with any decision made by the Great Spirit Master. Even if the Great Spirit Master agrees to form an alliance between the human race and the Bone Race, Fengyun Wujian will fully support it. If Fengyun Wujian If we win, then the Bone Clan will give up all the areas east of the Sea of ​​Broken Moon and all of them will belong to the Human Race.”

"What?"

Before Hua Piaoluo could speak, the six people behind him all showed angry looks. These six people were all Mahayana monks of the Bone Clan, and they were also the six who besieged Huan Tianmou with Hua Piaoluo. Had it not been for his previous promise, Flowers are falling, Huan Tianmou may have already taken action.

"Your Excellency is so loud. You actually want all the areas east of the Sea of ​​Broken Moon. This is ceding one-third of my Mysterious Desolate Territory. Are you all talking in your sleep?"

"Then you can come out and give it a try. As long as you can take the next sword without dying, then what I just said will still count."

As soon as Fengyun Wujian said this, everyone in the audience was shocked. Not to mention Bian Wuyu, Xiao Lin and others, and even the other Four Saints of the North showed expressions of surprise. Although Fengyun Wujian was a sword cultivator, he had strong combat power. , it is not an exaggeration to say that it can defeat ordinary Mahayana monks, but it is a bit exaggerated to kill a Mahayana monk with one sword. After advancing to the Mahayana phase, unless you encounter the legendary spirit In the Venerable Realm, even if you encounter some Mahayana monks who have practiced powerful magical powers, even if you can't defeat them, you can at least run away.

Even the Great Spirit Master Huan Tianmou showed a surprised expression.

The Broken Moon Sea is a river that runs from south to north and through the Xuanhuang Territory. It is called a sea because it is hundreds of thousands of miles wide and has no end in sight. According to legend, the Broken Moon Sea originally ran from south to north and through the entire Holy Moon Continent, but it was cut off in the catastrophe countless thousands of years ago. It extended to the Holy Bone Desert and then disappeared inexplicably.

East of the Broken Moon Sea is a continuous mountain range with dozens of immortal veins, and even three fourth-level immortal veins, caves and blessed lands, and countless valleys and peaks with abundant spiritual energy. Moreover, these mountains occupy nearly one-third of the entire Xuanhuang Territory. It is no wonder that Fengyun Wujian was shocked when he said this.

Xiao Lin was shocked, and he also admired Fengyun Wujian a little more. Fengyun Wujian was usually calm and low-key, and did not compete for fame and fortune. He even gave up the position of the Lord of the Sword Spirit Realm to his apprentice Bai Xingge before he even sat on it. But when facing the Bone Clan, he was so arrogant that he asked for one-third of the Bone Clan's territory. This kind of demeanor and mind was really earth-shaking.

It was no wonder that the seven Mahayana monks of the Bone Clan all showed a cold murderous aura.

Hua Piaoluo heard this and looked at the Great Spirit Venerable Huan Tianmou. She knew that the human race was still headed by the Great Spirit Venerable. If he really made up his mind, even if Fengyun Wujian was dissatisfied, he would have to obey. After all, the strength of the Great Spirit Venerable was not something that a Mahayana monk could contend with. Even if she had comprehended the rules of defeat, she was far from his opponent.

Before the Great Spiritual Venerable Huan Tianmou spoke, Fengyun Wujian continued, "Fengyun Wujian's words are as firm as a mountain and will never change. Even if you do not agree to my request, I will come to Xuanhuang Territory in person one day to ask for advice one by one. However, the death of innocent lives caused by this is not within Fengyun Wujian's consideration."

Fengyun Wujian's words were extremely arrogant, and even the Great Spiritual Venerable Huan Tianmou seemed to ignore it.

This not only made the three domain masters Bian Wuyu, Lu Xuanzhen and Su Hongxuan look dissatisfied, but even the Four Saints of Beitian also looked unfriendly, but the four of them were somewhat happy in their hearts. If Fengyun Wujian was not in harmony with the Great Spiritual Venerable, it would be a good thing for other races.

"Great Spiritual Venerable, I didn't expect that this Taoist friend Fengyun, who had just advanced to the Mahayana stage, dared to challenge your majesty. Could it be that the human race will have two controllers in the future?" Hua Piaoluo looked at the Great Spiritual Venerable and said lightly.

The taste of provocation was very obvious.

Even Xiao Lin, who was standing by, smelled something unusual and was secretly anxious. If his elder brother really blamed Fengyun Wujian and caused a rift between the two, it would not be a good thing for the human race.

But the Great Spiritual Venerable Huan Tianmou frowned slightly, as if he was thinking. After a short silence, he said with difficulty: "Fengyun Wujian has already resigned from the position of the Lord of the Sword Spirit Domain. He is already a transcendent person and is not under the jurisdiction of this Venerable. Moreover, this Venerable uses the majesty of the Great Spiritual Venerable to oppress Fellow Daoist Fengyun. Wouldn't it be a crime of oppressing the same race? How about this, Fellow Daoist Hua, teach Fengyun Wujian, who has no respect for me, a lesson for me. As long as you win, this Venerable will immediately form an alliance with the Bone Clan as the Lord of the Mitian Palace. How about it?"

When the Great Spiritual Venerable said this, Hua Piaoluo almost spit out blood in anger. This was not about wanting to teach Fengyun Wujian a lesson himself, but was nakedly biased towards Fengyun Wujian, and it was obvious that the ball was kicked back to himself.

If he didn't make a move, he would lose his dignity from now on. If he made a move, regardless of victory or defeat, it would be a disgrace to the Bone Clan.

After all, Hua Piaoluo, the Purine Bone Saint, was the first cultivator of the Bone Clan. It was understandable that he was defeated by the Great Spiritual Venerable, but if he was defeated by an unknown Mahayana cultivator, it would be a disgrace. Even if he won, he would be one step behind the Great Spiritual Venerable. Even if the two clans formed an alliance, they would not be equal.

This put him in a dilemma for a while, not knowing what to do.

"Flower Saint, with your status, Fengyun Wujian is not worthy of fighting with you. This Saint will take his sword." At this time, a nine-foot-tall man with a body like a bamboo pole, deep-set eyes, blood-red hair, and a look of thirty years old, his eyes were also blood-red, emitting scarlet blood light, staring at Fengyun Wujian coldly.

"You should be the Bloodwood Bone Saint, one of the seven saints of the Bone Clan, right?" Fengyun Wujian glanced at this person and said lightly.

"Yes, it is this saint. This saint wants to know whether you can really kill this saint with one sword." The Bloodwood Bone Saint took a step forward, and as the mana in his body surged, a faint blood light appeared outside his body, and waves of fishy smell spread.

"Can you represent the entire Bone Clan?" Fengyun Wujian was still calm and said calmly.

"Just" Just after saying the word, the Bloodwood Bone Saint seemed to suddenly think of something, and hurriedly stopped, and cast his eyes on Hua Piaoluo on the side.

Hua Piaoluo pondered for a while, and then said: "Okay, as long as Fellow Daoist Fengyun can really kill the Bloodwood Bone Saint with one sword, this saint will agree on behalf of the Bone Clan to assign the area east of the Broken Moon Sea to the Northern Sky Region, but Hua also has a condition."

Hua Piaoluo said this, not to Fengyun Wujian, but to the Great Spiritual Venerable, and said in a deep voice.

Hua Piaoluo has seen that the Great Spiritual Venerable is clearly supporting Fengyun Wujian's gambling conditions, or at least tacitly agreeing to them. She knows that the Great Spiritual Venerable has made a promise to her, so it is not easy for her to go back on her word. However, the Fengyun Wujian in front of her is different.

In some ways, the Mahayana cultivators of a race can represent their race, and even when facing the existence of the Spiritual Venerable level, the Mahayana cultivators are not submissive or loyal, but equal. Even the Great Spiritual Venerable discusses with the Mahayana cultivators in the race in a negotiating tone, rather than directly issuing orders. After all, no matter how strong the Great Spiritual Venerable is, if there are more than seven or eight Mahayana cultivators working together to arrange the ancient formation, they can also compete.

Unless one can comprehend the legendary three supreme rules and achieve the position of the Great Supreme, he can control the Mahayana cultivators in the race with absolute power. However, it is still unknown whether there is a Great Supreme in the entire spiritual world. If the human race has a Great Supreme, I am afraid that all the races in the entire Holy Moon Continent will have to surrender.

Hua Piaoluo knew that this hurdle was unavoidable, but even if the Great Spiritual Venerable acquiesced, she did not believe that Fengyun Wujian in front of her could really kill a Mahayana cultivator with one sword.

So after thinking about it, she directly agreed.

In fact, not only Hua Piaoluo did not believe it, but even the three domain masters, the masters of the ten great divine sects, and even the four saints of Beitian were full of disbelief. At the same time, they were also very strange. The Great Spiritual Venerable Huantianmou had always planned everything. How could he let Fengyun Wujian do such a thing? If he failed, wouldn’t the human race really form an alliance with the bone race? Then at least for hundreds of thousands of years, the human race could not use its own strength to force the bone race to give up more territory, which was not in the interests of the human race at all.

Alliance is not a promise. A promise is personal, but an alliance represents a race. Once an alliance is formed, even if the human race gives birth to a Great Spiritual Venerable again in the future, it is not easy to overturn the alliance agreement, unless the other party takes the initiative to tear up the agreement and attack the human race, because the alliance agreement must be formulated through secret techniques and guaranteed by the luck of both races. No one dares to joke with the luck of their own race.

With a flash of blood, the Blood Wood Bone Saint has appeared in the center of the square, standing quietly, looking at Fengyun Wujian with a bit of disdain in his eyes.

Fengyun Wujian stepped out slowly, step by step, towards the Blood Wood Bone Saint dozens of miles away. After just a few steps, he had stopped more than a hundred feet in front of the Blood Wood Bone Saint.

The whole square was quiet in an instant.