he Lord of Great Dreams

Chapter 1341: atrocious

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"That's true. Except for some beings and tribes whose bloodlines are already very powerful, most of the monsters are just branches of the demon clan. Their bodies have mutated and their bloodlines are no longer pure. Although they can absorb demonic energy and spiritual power at the same time to practice and improve their cultivation, they have an extra chasm on the road to the future. They are limited by their impure bloodlines and can only practice to the peak of Taiyi at best. Without the baptism of the Well of Gods and Demons, they will never be able to break through to the realm of Tianzun." Fu Donglai said in a low voice with a slightly condensed expression when he heard this.

Hearing this, Shen Luo's heart moved, and he began to understand these monsters a little.

After all, whether or not there is a powerful person at the level of Heavenly Venerate in a clan is an important factor determining the survival of the clan.

"Have you thought clearly about the consequences of breaking the alliance and reopening the Well of Gods and Demons?" Yang Jian asked.

"The consequences... You all died here. Who knows the cause? How can we talk about the consequences? In the end, it will be nothing more than a private fight among sects, and each faction will suffer heavy losses." Hua Shi Niang sneered and said.

"The Heavenly Palace and the Tang Dynasty government will not allow you to do whatever you want." Shen Luo scolded sternly.

"Why do you think we, Pansi Cave and Lion Camel Ridge, dared to join forces with your Lingbo City and those second-rate sects to attack Fangcun Mountain? If we hadn't gotten the tacit approval of the Heavenly Palace, would we dare to attack the mountain gate so blatantly? Do you think the Heavenly Palace and the Tang government would be happy to see Fangcun Mountain control the mountains and rivers, recruit children of all ethnic groups, and grow step by step into a behemoth that everyone fears? What a joke!" Hua Shiniang laughed.

"Do you think the Tang government and the Heavenly Palace are fools? The Well of Gods and Demons has been reopened, how could they not know your conspiracy?" Yang Jian sneered.

"Even if they find out what we did afterwards, what can they do? As long as you all die here and no one tells the truth to the world, they won't reveal their own shortcomings. You can't expect them to admit it themselves and condone our behavior?" Hua Shiniang laughed and said proudly.

It was not until this time that Yang Jian realized that he had been completely used. They had planned to bury him here along with Fangcun Mountain from the very beginning.

"Yang Jian, oh Yang Jian, what can I say about you? You are so stupid. If they were demons, they would be believed. Even if my master had the body of my second junior brother, he would still not be big enough for them to stew." Sun Wukong couldn't help but sneered.

"Why waste time talking to them? Just kill them all." Jue'an's eyes were bloodshot and his face was ferocious. As a traitor of Fangcun Mountain, he wanted Sun Wukong and the others' lives the most at this moment.

Only when those who knew the truth died, could he be remembered as the leader who rebuilt Fangcun Mountain.

Therefore, he was not sad at all but happy about Jueming's death.

"Shut up!" The six pointed ears of the six-eared macaque twitched and he scolded in a low voice.

When Jue'an heard this, he was angry, but he just gritted his teeth and didn't show it.

Shen Luo looked at the situation on the field and couldn't help but frown. Sun Wukong and Yang Jian seemed to be seriously injured, and they might not have a chance of winning against Hua Shiniang and Liu Er Mihou.

At this moment, a loud "boom" suddenly came from the top of Fangcun Mountain, and the whole mountain shook violently.