"I must get this woman. If I can't get her, I will destroy her and no one else can get her."
A thought flashed through Tong Twelve's mind.
This was also the most determined thought in his heart. If he couldn't get it, no one else could get it. If they couldn't get it, they would destroy it. However, before this, he didn't believe that he couldn't impress this human woman. No woman had ever dared to refuse him.
This valley has been blocked by him layer by layer, and there is absolutely no way to leave from heaven or earth.
In the valley.
A famous cultivator had a cold expression.
In front of them, forcing the women of their own race to become concubines, this undoubtedly showed that they were not taken seriously at all, and even ignored and provoked them. Using their lives as a means of coercion was simply a great shame. Everyone was so angry that they were shaking all over.
The look outside was extremely unfriendly.
The rage almost erupted on the spot.
"Fellow Daoist Yaoyue, I cannot agree to this. How can a female cultivator like me agree to become a concubine of this three-eyed monster? These aliens are too naive to threaten us with our lives. Even if I die on the spot, I will never accept this kind of miserable life."
A man had a ferocious look on his face and spoke decisively.
His expression was full of determination. He would never accept it.
"Yes, I don't accept it either. I would rather die standing than live on my knees. Our human race is still weak now, but it doesn't mean that we will be weaker than other alien races in the future. This is not to force you to become a concubine, it is also to humiliate the dignity of our human race. If you want us to become concubines, we will become concubines. Do you really think that our human race is so humble and cowardly? It's just death. I would rather die in battle with dignity."
Another monk spoke decisively.
"We can't agree to that. If we really fight, we may not lose. Even if we die, we will take a few people with us."
A burly man said with a sneer.
"If you choose to enter the battlefield of gods and demons, you must be mentally prepared to die on the battlefield before you come. It doesn't matter if you die, but you cannot die in a cowardly or humiliating way."
A monk said loudly.
As he said, most of the human cultivators who chose to enter the battlefield of gods and demons had already made preparations in their hearts before entering, prepared to not come back, prepared to die on the battlefield, but they still came, without hesitation. Because this is a battle for hegemony among all races, even if it means death, they are willing to do their part for the future of the human race.
We must never allow the shameful situation of no human being appearing on the battlefield to occur.
Human race, never give up.
Never give up.
There are many female cultivators in the valley, but the most beautiful ones are undoubtedly the two standing in the middle.
Looking closely, a beautiful woman wearing a white palace dress who looked unusually cold was none other than Yao Yue. Yao Yue had a cold temperament like the cold moon, which kept people away from her. In this, she also had a strong female temperament. Her every word and action was majestic. Her aura was stronger than that of men, which naturally gave people great pressure.
But at the same time, it can easily arouse the strong desire for conquest in some men's hearts.
Obviously, Tong Twelve's desire to conquer undoubtedly comes from this.
Next to Yao Yue was a woman who was no less beautiful than her. She wore a green palace dress that showed off her perfect figure, slender body, and plump breasts that were almost ready to pop out. However, her appearance was delicate and exquisite, and she was born with a delicate temperament. She was so gentle that people could not help but feel pity for her and wanted to protect her from the bottom of their hearts.
Compared with Yao Yue, they both have their own merits and are equally good.
This person is Yao Yue’s biological sister, named Lian Xing.
At this moment, the two women looked outside at the same time, looking at Tong Twelve, with disgust in their eyes.
"Sister, you can't agree to this."
Lian Xing spoke up.
"Hmph, Tong Twelve, you want me to invite Yue to be your concubine? You are just wishful thinking. If you want me to invite Yue to be your concubine, it depends on whether you have the ability to do so."
Yao Yue also snorted coldly, looked at Tong Twelve, and sneered, "No matter who my man is, it will never be you. Besides, I already have a husband. Just give up on this idea."
"What, you have a husband? Impossible. You are obviously a virgin. This Son of God is not blind. You can't have a man. Even if you do, would he dare to come out when this Son of God is here?"
When Tong Twelve heard this, his tone turned cold, his eyes swept over Yao Yue, and he said with a sneer.
Whether she is a virgin or not, no one can hide it from his eyes. How can she have a husband while her Yuan Yin is still there? This sentence is just a joke. He doesn't believe that if someone marries Yao Yue, he will let her keep her virginity. Either he is an idiot or he is not a man.
"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not."
An image flashed through Yao Yue's mind unconsciously. It was a man's figure. Then he said, "Sooner or later, my husband will come with a sky full of rosy clouds, riding the most gorgeous chariot, descending from the sky. He will be a hero, a hero of the human race. He will come to marry me. But this person is definitely not you."
As she spoke, Yao Yue's eyes were a little confused.
However, this trace of confusion was suppressed as soon as it appeared.
"Sister, you entered the battlefield this time just to find that unfaithful man. Could it be that you really fell in love?" Lian Xing heard this and a thought flashed through her mind. She looked at Yao Yue with a strange look in her eyes.
After the No. 1 Martial Arts Conference in the World, she had already discovered that Yao Yue had started to act a little strange and different.
It’s not about her temperament, but that she used to be immersed in cultivation and would stare at the moon every night. Although it didn’t last long, it was something that had never happened before.
Now it seems that there is indeed a problem.
"You want the glow of the sunset, and I can make it shine everywhere right now."
Tong Twelve heard this and spoke.
brush!!
A three-eyed warrior suddenly opened his third divine eye, and colorful rays of light burst out from this divine eye, appearing in the void. Suddenly, the sky was filled with rays of light. It was so beautiful and refreshing. Every moment, the rays of light were changing. It was extremely gorgeous.
It is absolutely beautiful.
"You want a chariot, but I have a palace. A chariot pulled by a dragon can travel the heavens and earth and guard the four directions."
Tong Twelve said again.
hold head high!!
As soon as the words fell, in the sky full of rosy clouds, one could suddenly see a huge palace appear in the void amid the roars of dragons. The palace looked very large, and its overall appearance was still a chariot, but it seemed like a palace. In the front, one could see three ferocious-looking dragons pulling the palace, and they were tied up with iron chains, but there was no doubt that they exuded oppression.
There is the breath of a dragon.
This is a dragon, a real dragon. Nothing fake.
Although Jiaolong is not a real dragon yet, it is already a member of the dragon family. It is just that its bloodline is still lacking. It is not wrong to say that Jiaolong is a dragon. Jiaolong's nobility has surpassed most species in the world. Even because of the dragon family, its status can be said to be quite noble.
Needless to say, the strength is equally strong.
But even such a powerful dragon was still captured by the Three-Eyed God Clan and used as a pulling laborer. Just this scene made many cultivators in the valley change their faces and become even more fearful.
This is a symbol of strength.
"Unfortunately, not you."
Yao Yue looked at the rosy glow in the sky and the magnificent and elegant palace. There was no joy or yearning in her eyes. Instead, she smiled coldly and said.
"So, Yaoyue, you really intend to resist to the end. Do you really think that the patience of this Son of God is infinite? If you don't give me an answer, don't blame me for being rude."
Tong Twelve looked at Yao Yue and his expression began to turn cold.
It's a pity that you completely broke all his patience.
For a woman, he didn't want to waste any more time. Time was very precious in the battlefield of gods and demons.
"roll!!"
Yao Yue shouted coldly: "Either get out or fight."
"Okay, well said. If there is a three-eyed monster, we should go into the valley and fight it."
"I have been prepared to die on the battlefield. Even if I die, I will die standing."
In the valley, when many monks heard this, they all cheered and shouted loudly.
"Humph, do you really think that this Son of God can do nothing to you? A mere formation cannot stop this Son of God. Yaoyue, I want you to beg this Son of God to touch you and want you."
Tong Twelve sneered and said: "I don't know if you feel that your body has begun to feel a little hot. Some illusions have begun to appear in your mind."
"You poisoned me."
When Yao Yue heard this, a trace of anger appeared on her face, and she let out a light shout.
Lian Xing's face also changed drastically. She also felt a trace of heat in her body, without knowing when. Faintly, some sexy thoughts began to grow in her mind.
"Dragon-Attracting Incense is a strange fragrance made from the poison in the body of a dragon. This fragrance is colorless and odorless. Dragons are the most lustful, and dragons are the most lustful among them. This dragon-attracting incense is very strange and can be called the most powerful aphrodisiac in the world. Moreover, it is only effective for females. Other men will not be affected at all. Once they smell it, no matter if they are loyal and heroic women or born barren women, they will be completely succumbed. Do you really think that this Son of God is here to chat with you? Today, you must be mine."
There was a sneer and a hint of complacency at the corner of Tong Twelve's mouth.
He doesn't care what means are used.
Anyway, the only thing he wanted was to achieve his goal. To get Yaoyue. No matter how despicable the means he used, who would dare to blame him? He just wanted to get Yaoyue. Everything else was unimportant.