"Why, no one dares to challenge me?"
Jin Yu sneered slightly, looked around, and said sarcastically: "You human race can't even defeat me with these methods, but you still want to host the conference of all races?"
"I bother!"
Jin Yu vomited, looking disdainful.
This mouthful of saliva seemed to be spat on the faces of all the monks!
The sect leaders of the major super sects were silent.
There are indeed some semi-ancestral geniuses among the immortal sects, demon sects, and Buddhist sects in this life. If these geniuses and evildoers stand up, they may not be able to defeat this golden feather.
But all the monks know that behind Jin Yu are the four princes, the entire Golden Crow clan, and even the six fierce clans!
At the moment, although Jin Yu is challenging the human race.
But the other six powerful men from the fierce clan, the Ghost Witch Master, the Xiaoxiang Goddess and other vicious clan monsters were all watching from the sidelines. Not many people could bear this kind of pressure!
What's more important is that if you fight Jin Yu, it's not a battle of skills, it's a life and death battle!
Fair on the surface, but unfair.
Because the six fierce tribes dared to kill people without restraint, but the geniuses of the human race present did not have the courage.
Whoever dares to kill this Jin Yu may have to bear the wrath of the Golden Crow clan next!
By then, it is very possible that the entire sect will be implicated!
The island owner of Penglai Island suddenly said: "In this case, it is natural for the young masters of the six vicious clans to preside over the meeting of all clans."
"I, Penglai Island, agree with this proposal."
Hearing this, many monks were shocked!
If the six fierce tribes are allowed to host the conference of all races, it means that the human race will lose its final advantage and initiative, and will not even have any bargaining chips in peace talks!
Many sect leaders frowned and looked at the Penglai Island owner in disbelief.
The master of Xuanji Palace looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Tianqi, you should be more cautious about some suggestions."
"I agree too."
The leader of the Tiangang Sect suddenly said: "Since Xuanji Palace is not qualified, it is normal for the six evil clans to preside over it."
The leader of the Disha Sect also nodded and said: "It is originally a meeting of all races. It does not make any difference who presides over it. The six evil races once ruled the world and they do have this qualification."
"My Corpse Refining Cult also agrees."
"The Poison Gate agrees."
"Dongfang Family, Ximen Family agree!"
In the blink of an eye, many super sects stood up to support the six vicious clans!
There was a restlessness in the crowd.
The sect leader of Piaoxue Valley, the sect leader of Zixiao Sect, the abbot of Randen Temple and other major sect leaders were shocked. They knew very well what this meant!
These super sects that have come forward now are very likely to have joined forces with the six vicious clans, or even surrendered to the six vicious clans!
"snort!"
Linghu curled his lips and said: "These cowards, who are as timid as mice, have already surrendered before they started fighting."
"We agree."
At this moment, a spider spirit from the Fusion Realm spoke up.
This spider spirit comes from Thousand Spider Dune, one of the eight demon realms!
"East China Sea Monster Realm agrees!"
A great demon from the East China Sea stood up.
"The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons agrees."
"Peacock Ridge agrees!"
In the blink of an eye, half of the eight demon realms actually stood up and agreed to the six evil abbots hosting the Ten Thousand Clans Conference!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The eighth prince of the Golden Crow looked up to the sky and laughed, saying: "It turns out that the return of our six evil tribes to the wild world is what all the tribes want!"
"Since all creatures of all races agree, we are disrespectful."
"I disagree."
At this moment, an inappropriate voice sounded, which seemed extremely harsh to the ears of the powerful men of the six fierce clans.
A young monk slowly walked out.
"Another bald donkey is going to die?"
Before the four princes could speak, Jin Yu's face darkened and he stared at the young monk with a murderous look. He might take action at any time!
"Who is this young monk? With his cultivation in the late stage of the Fusion Realm, is he going out to die?"
"Mingzhen of the Randen Temple is responsible for the inheritance of Fahua Temple and Daming Temple. He also received the true transmission of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the place where he preached. He was once a titled disciple of the Randen Temple. He should have some tricks."
"Some of the methods are useless. The level of cultivation is lower than that of the Golden Crow clan. They are simply asking for death!"
"I heard that monk Mingzhen has a good relationship with Huangwu."
"Well, speaking of it, if Huangwu is still there, with his fighting power, he can definitely compete with the six powerful men of the fierce clan!"
When the name Huang Wu was mentioned, many monks had complicated expressions.
Since Huangwu's rise, he has been targeted by major super sects and even joined forces to kill him, but many sects have to admit a fact.
Huang Wu is the most powerful monster in the human race in this world!
"Late stage of Fusion Realm?"
On the battlefield, Jin Yu looked at Ming Zhen and suddenly sneered: "It seems that there are really not many people in the human race, and they actually ran out to die in the late stage of fusion?"
"Why, you bald ass, you still want to challenge yourself to a higher level?"
"Amitabha."
Mingzhen held the green lantern in his left hand, shook his head slightly, and said: "The young monk just wants to ask for an explanation, for Senior Kongfa, and for the countless fellow Taoists who have fallen in Mingxin Temple."
"Okay, I'll send you to hell to meet them now!"
Jin Yu's eyes widened, his figure flashed, and he disappeared instantly.
In just the blink of an eye, Jin Yu had already arrived behind Mingzhen, stretched out his palm, popped out his sharp nails, and grabbed Mingzhen's Tianling Gai!
Shenfa is too fast!
Most of the monks present could not catch any trace of Jin Yu. In their eyes, they could only see a golden light flashing across the sky!
Mingzhen stood there, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes lowered, motionless, as if he didn't react at all.
"It's over! This little monk is already a dead man!"
"This is how Monk Kongfa died just now."
"This Golden Feather still maintains its human form. If it transforms into its true form, its speed and power will skyrocket. It is simply unimaginable what level of combat power it will reach!"
Amid the discussion, Mingzhen didn't look back, didn't move his body, he just raised the green lantern in his hand and raised it towards the top of his head.
There was a little finger-sized flame burning on the green lamp, and it seemed that it could be extinguished with just a pinch.
But when Jin Yu's palm fell on the cluster of flames, he seemed to be stimulated by something, his whole body trembled, and his palm suddenly retracted!
"Ouch!"
Jin Yu screamed and retreated violently, looking in pain.
The creatures of all races looked shocked and looked attentively.
I saw a big hole burned out of Jin Yu's palm. Not a drop of blood flowed out, and the surrounding flesh and blood were scorched!
This scene was completely beyond the expectations of all living beings.
"Jin Yu was defeated?"
"What magical weapon is this that is so powerful?"
"This seems to be the natal magic weapon of the founder of Randen Temple and Emperor Puguang in ancient times! This is not a magic weapon, it should be an imperial weapon!"
"Ah, it's that green lantern!"
"That's right! I heard that in the ancient war, this green lantern was shattered by the emperor of the fierce clan, and fell from the realm of imperial weapons into ordinary magical weapons. Unexpectedly, this magical weapon was actually passed on to Ming Dynasty. real!"