Although the sound of Jiang Yun's landing was not loud, it was clearly heard by everyone.
What's more, from Jiang Yun's body exuded an aura that was extremely familiar to the Huangzu.
The breath is like a wave, with Jiang Yun as the center, sweeping towards the entire Great Wilderness Five Peaks. Wherever it passes, the Great Wilderness Five Peaks, which were originally shaking violently, miraculously returned to calm.
At this moment, the world fell into silence again, only Jiang Yun's voice kept echoing in this space and in everyone's minds.
"You guys lost!"
Countless eyes were fixed on Jiang Yun standing on the thirtieth step, looking at the bloody barren pattern of the word "Awn" between his brows.
Others may not know what's going on, but Huang Junyan and others nodded secretly.
Because Jiang Yun clearly comprehended these three barren lines in the short process of comprehension just now.
Moreover, when the priest interrupted him with an angry shout, he simply pretended to be wounded on purpose and spit out the mouthful of blood.
That mouthful of blood was actually his perception, his newly drawn barren pattern!
In addition, most people still have a doubt.
Jiang Yun was able to step on the thirtieth step. They were not surprised at all, but they noticed that what Jiang Yun said just now was - "You!"
Obviously Huang Yongfeng was the only one who bet with Jiang Yun, but why did Jiang Yun say "you"?
Some quick-response monks suddenly realized after pondering. Combined with Jiang Yun's sudden and strange changes in the five peaks of the Great Wilderness since he stepped on the twenty-eighth step, it was not difficult for them to guess that someone had just taken a secret action to stop Jiang Yun and help him. Huang Yongfeng.
As soon as this idea came up, these people looked at the entire Huangzu with contempt.
It is really contemptible for one of the Nine Nine Clans to use such despicable methods.
At this moment, Huang Yongfeng's whole body was trembling, his face was as pale as paper, obviously he couldn't accept the fact that he had lost no matter what.
However, after a moment, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Jiang Yun viciously and said, "Yes, you have indeed ascended thirty steps, but your real cultivation is still not in the Dao Spiritual Realm, because you have barren patterns!"
"As we all know, the reason why my Desolate race is strong is because I have both desolate patterns and aura."
"Therefore, your real cultivation realm is at least equivalent to the Earth Guardian Realm, so this bet cannot be counted!"
"What's more, I'm curious. You are obviously not a member of my Huangzu, nor a slave of my Huangzu. Where did you get the Huangwen?"
"I wonder if you once killed a member of my Desolate tribe, and used some method we don't know to forcefully transfer his Desolate pattern to your body."
"Then, come to my Desolate Race again, and spy on my Desolate Race's sacred objects in the name of joining my Desolate Race army!"
Huang Yongfeng said these words in one breath, although almost everyone knew that he was making sophistry, but at least let everyone understand that Jiang Yun is indeed not from the Huang clan, but from a foreign clan.
As for Huang Yongfeng's last words, although everyone also knew that he was deliberately slandering Jiang Yun, they did have some truth.
Because the reason why Jiang Yun has Huangwen is something that none of them can figure out, so the possibility that Huang Yongfeng said is not ruled out.
Therefore, when Huang Yongfeng's words fell, many members of the Huang tribe immediately looked at Jiang Yun with a little bit of unkindness in their eyes.
The priest even said coldly: "Yes, Jiang Yun, let's not mention the bet between you and Huang Yongfeng for the time being. In fact, I have doubted your origin for a long time!"
"You are obviously just an ordinary human race, but your body exudes the breath of the demon race. Now, you have the wild pattern of my wild race, and you are also a friend of the reincarnation race!"
"I wonder if you really have some kind of unknown means, as Huang Yongfeng said, that you can kill others and take other people's special talents as your own!"
"Now, you'd better explain it to us first!"
Most people also don't know that Jiang Yun possesses the aura of the demon clan. At this moment, they are surprised to hear that the priest has revealed it.
Because if what the priest said is true, then all those groups with special talents should be careful of Jiang Yun.
Maybe he will become Jiang Yun's next target.
At this time, everyone looked at Jiang Yun in their eyes.? They all showed a bit of vigilance.
And Jiang Yun finally turned around slowly, but there was a smile on his face, and he even patted his palm lightly and said: "Master Sacrifice is really brilliant, Jiang has to obey!"
Huang Yongfeng and the sacrificial priest's singing and harmony not only diverted everyone's attention from the bet in an instant, but also put Jiang Yun on the opposite side of everyone.
The priest said expressionlessly: "Jiang Yun, we are waiting for your explanation!"
Jiang Yun shook his head and said: "Master Sacrifice, in fact, you should be more suitable for answering this question than me!"
"Although you Nine Clans of Nirvana are all superior and are called the Nine Clans of Creation, you know better than anyone else that the special talents you possess can also be cultivated by people from other races!"
"Not bad!" It was Lu Piaomiao, the patriarch of the reincarnation clan who spoke.
He nodded, glanced coldly at the priest of the Desolate Race, and said, "I can prove this."
"I don't know why Jiang Xiaoyou has magic patterns and barren patterns, but I can tell you frankly that he also knows my family's reincarnation technique!"
Lu Piaomiao's words immediately caused an uproar among the crowd.
Jiang Yun actually knows the art of reincarnation of the reincarnation clan.
What kind of chance and luck is it for a person who has the special talent of the three Nirvana clans.
The priest of the Desolate Race suddenly turned his head and looked at Lu Piaomiao. Although his face was expressionless, there was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes. He was obviously dissatisfied with Lu Piaomiao standing up to speak for Jiang Yun at this time. .
How could Lu Piaomiao be afraid of him, and said with a cold smile: "Jiang Daoyou, since this desolate race is making things difficult for you, in my opinion, you might as well follow me back to the reincarnation clan!"
"Don't worry, my reincarnation clan will definitely treat you like a guest of honor, and even allow you to enter our clan's sacred objects!"
Lu Piaomiao had long since disliked the faces of the people of the Huang tribe, especially the actions of the priests, and Lu Lun agreed, so now she finally stood up.
Although the Priest of the Desolate Clan hated Lu Piaomiao extremely in his heart, he couldn't do anything to him, so he could only look away bitterly, and looked at Jiang Yun again.
"Jiang Yun, I don't care why you have the special talent of the demon race and the reincarnation race. I just ask you, why do you have the wild pattern of my wild race?"
"Of course, you are right. My talent for destroying the Nine Clans can be cultivated by foreigners, but the premise must be taught by people from my Nine Clans."
"Especially the deserted pattern of our clan, if people from other races want to understand it, they must first be sent by a member of our clan."
"Now, I just want to know, the barren pattern you used to comprehend is from my clan, which clan member gave it to you?"
Because of Lu Piaomiao's support, the priests of the Huang race had no choice but to ask Jiang Yun to explain the matter of Huang Wen.
Moreover, he believed that among the Desolate tribe, no one should have done such a thing, and even if someone had done it, it would be absolutely impossible to admit it at this time.
Because, this is a big taboo of the Desolate race!
However, just after the voice of the desolate priest's sacrifice fell, someone had already said, "I gave him the desolate patterns he used to comprehend!"
Looking at the speaker, everyone couldn't help showing subtle expressions on their faces.
And the priest of the Huang race stood there dumbfounded, without saying a word. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com