Chapter 4160: Jagged means

A few days later, the Shura clan was born again, which shocked the world.
At the same time, invitations flew from the Shura tribe to the world, and the tribes were shocked when they learned about the demons.
The cultivators of the ten thousand races, no one had thought that there would be demons dormant in the Primordial God Realm, and they immediately made people panic.
However, some people obviously didn't believe that if the Demon Race was lurking in the Primordial God Realm, with the power of the Demon Race, it would have been suppressed long ago.
Some people think that this is just a guise for the Shura clan, who wants to unify the Primordial God Realm.
For the powerful Shura tribe, the ten thousand monks are in awe from the heart.
However, most races still take people there. No matter how powerful the Shura clan is, it is not what it used to be. Where is the strength of the ancient times?
If tens of thousands of races work together to destroy the Shura tribe, it is easy.
Half a year later, countless races gathered in the city of Shura, and the Demon Slaying Conference was just starting.
Zi Yu presided over the meeting, and countless races gathered together. This was a rare event in the Primordial God Realm.
"Patriarch Zi, there must be a charter for the Demon Slaying Conference. First of all, at least there must be a leader elected, right?" Someone could not stand the boring conference, and began to abuse.
"Patriarch Zi held the Demon Slaying Conference. It is estimated that he wants to be the leader of this alliance. Where else would he choose?" Someone agreed, and his tone was full of mockery.
"Long Zu, Feng Empress, why are you so anxious, the conference has just begun." Zi Yu was not angry, and looked at the cultivators who spoke lightly.
These people are extremely powerful, they are the ancestors of the Dragon and Phoenix tribe, and the strongest race among the ten thousand tribes, and can be ranked in the top five.
Faced with questions from the ancestors of these two major races, Zi Yu was also somewhat pressured.
However, he believed in Xiao Fan more, and from time to time in the dark, he watched Xiao Fan not far away, waiting for Xiao Fan's words.
"My ancestor doesn't have so much time to waste with you. If you can't make a charter, don't blame me for not accompanying him." A man in a purple and gold dragon robe stood up with a strong tone.
"Ancestor Long, if you have something in your heart, why should you be so anxious?" Zi Yu frowned. He knew that it would be difficult to suppress these powerhouses, but Xiao Fan is still here.
Now, he was delaying time to observe Xiao Fan, and with Xiao Fan's strength, he would soon be able to locate those races related to the demons.
"Zi Yu, if you want to suppress dissidents, you can clearly say that you have wronged your ancestor, don't blame your ancestor for being polite." The old man in the purple dragon robe is also a violent temper.
The dragon family is known as the supreme of all races, and its status is prominent, and it is not under the Shura family at all.
He is dignified Long Zu, when is Zi Yu's turn to question?
"How are you welcome?" Zi Yu didn't even speak, but suddenly there was an indifferent voice not far away.
Looking at the crowd, they saw a black robe man who did not know when to appear next to Zi Yu, looking at Long Zu with a calm expression.
"Zi Yu, this is how your Asura clan treats guests? The little servant, dare to scold the ancestor?" Long Zu raised his brows and stared at Xiao Fan with cold eyes.
Powerful people of other races are also extremely angry, who can stand here, who is not the ancestor of a family?
A middle-grade Yuanzun monk, dare to question Long Zu brazenly?
Are you looking for death?
The person speaking is not someone else, but Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan looked at Long Zu in the purple and gold dragon robe weirdly, with a strange color on his face.
He has temporarily awakened the memory, and naturally recognized the dragon ancestor in the purple-gold dragon robe at a glance. This person is not familiar to him now, but he is very familiar in future generations.
"Purple like blood, it seems your skin is itchy again." Xiao Fan smiled slightly.
Yes, this purple-gold dragon robe dragon ancestor is the purple-like blood of later generations, at least the appearance and breath are exactly the same as the purple-like blood.
Xiao Fan was also a little curious in his heart. The people that the teacher asked him to suppress were suppressed in a certain place that turned the vigorous purple blood into the cunning and cunning of future generations.
When the crowd heard the words, their faces were stunned. No one thought that Xiao Fan would dare to talk to Long Zu like this.
The ancestor of a clan, and even the ancestor of the supreme dragon clan, when can he be so ignored by an ant?
"Looking for death! Ziyu, you are very good, you actually made people ridicule the original ancestor!" Long Zu Zi Ruxue was also furious, raising his hand and patted Xiao Fan angrily.
Even Ziyu was within his attack range.
Zi Yu stood there with a silly smile, and didn't mean to shoot at all.
Now that Xiao Fan stood up, he obviously already knew something, purple like blood, most of which had something to do with the demons.
Even if he is not in collusion with the demons, he is probably tainted with demons.
The crowd looked at Xiao Fan with a sneer, as if looking at a dead person.
These big guys said, when is it your turn for a junior to intervene, aren't you looking for death?
Now that you are dead, no one will ask you for justice, and you will die in vain.
However, Xiao Fan didn't get beaten into flesh by the purple blood as they thought. Instead, the purple palms stayed in the air and couldn't fall anyway.
"Long Zu is supposed to be kind, ready to spare him a small life." Someone secretly guessed, otherwise, with the strength of purple blood, how could it not kill a middle-rank Yuanzun.
The voice was very small, but Zi Ruxue could hear her clearly, and she was mad at her.
Be kind?
Your whole family is kind!
Lao Tzu wanted to slap him to death, but Lao Tzu couldn't let it go.
Seeing Xiao Fan with a smile at the corner of his mouth, Zi Ruxue suddenly recovered, and suddenly felt his scalp numb, as if being stared at by a poisonous snake.
Is it?
"Impossible, he is just a middle-grade Yuanzun." Zi Ruxue was a little frightened, did he kick the iron plate?
"Purple like blood, life in the next life, don't be so arrogant." Xiao Fan smiled slightly, his mind moved, and a tyrannical breath swept the audience.
"Peerless Saint Ancestor?"
"No, it is stronger than the peerless ancestor, the supreme ancestor!"
Zi Ruxue was incomparably horrified. In front of this soul power, he didn't even have the courage to fight back.
"Senior forgive me!" Zi Ruxue quickly begged for mercy.
As soon as these words came out, the monks of the ten thousand races only felt their scalp numb, and their fear was extreme.
Only in one corner, Xuanwu watched all this with cold eyes. From the moment he accepted the invitation of the Asura clan, he had vaguely guessed that this was Xiao Fan's idea.
He had seen Xiao Fan's horror before, so even if those people shouted, he remained calm.
Some of his subordinates were still a little dissatisfied before, but now everyone looked at Xuanwu with awe.
"Be a good man in the next life, and don't have any connection with the demons. Otherwise, I will see you once and kill you once." Xiao Fan said with a smile.
The Ten Thousand Clan monks couldn't help but shudder, that smile was simply the smile of the devil.
At the next moment, everyone watched as Zi Ruxue was swallowed by a whirlpool, and there was no dregs left. "Hiss~" Everyone sucked in air, and they were all shocked by Xiao Fan's iron and blood methods, and the audience was silent!