Chapter 4290: Who is right and who is wrong

Venerable Zhu didn't expect that the old marginal man who had been at the same level with him would have already broken through the immortal ancestor realm.
Now, with these people, it is obviously impossible for them to force the old man in the border to hand over Xiao Fan.
But is there no one in their demons?
It would be okay for the old man in the border to compromise if he did not compromise, the demon clan's definitions would swear not to give up.
"Candle Yan, you are not qualified to threaten me, letting your holy master come is almost the same." The old man Bianhuang looked cold, and deep in the muddy eyes, it was shining.
His foresight has been falling on Xiao Fan, wanting to ask something.
It can be seen that there are so many people around, but when they come to their lips, they hold back.
"If the Holy Lord comes in person, it will be the time when the Primordial God Realm will be destroyed." Zhu Zun said with a cold air.
What happened today has far exceeded his expectations.
However, he was unwilling to give up so easily.
"The Primordial God Realm has existed for countless years, when was it ever destroyed?" The old man Bianhuang looked calm.
This is not a big talk. The demons have invaded the Primordial God Realm many times. Although the Primordial God Realm suffered heavy casualties, there has never been an extinction of the race and species. This is the greatest confidence of the Primordial God Realm.
Even the other nine heavens and ten places dare not say such big words.
Because most of the nine heavens and ten lands have been destroyed, but after the demons retired, they had the day to turn over again.
"This kid killed me many saints in the Stone Demon Saint Realm, do you think you can protect him?" Xing Zun couldn't help but said, but his heart was extremely angry.
If he and Zhuzun made their best effort just now, they would have already wiped out Xiao Fan, how could the old man Bianhuang save him?
When he said this, his eyes couldn't help but glance at Zhu Zun, his eyes were full of blame.
Zhuzun was silent, why didn't he regret it in his heart?
"Can't the Demon Race lose?" At this time, Xiao Fan suddenly spoke, his tone full of disdain, "My Human Race and Demon Race people were killed by you, do you take it for granted?
Your demons’ chickens were destroyed by me for nine days and ten places, shouldn’t they? If you are afraid of death, then go home and drink milk. Why enter the ancestral grave? "
The demon cultivator's face was livid, and his group of Heavenly Sovereigns was insulted by a small Dharma Sovereign Realm, and they were speechless.
The monks of the Primordial God Realm also stood up, but Jun Bairen shook his head secretly.
When is this, Xiao Fan is still teasing the demons!
"Boy, as long as you rescue the cultivators from all walks of life of my demons, let this matter go." Zhu Zun took a deep breath and had to take a step back.
"I'm not the Demon Lord, am I obligated to save them?" Xiao Fan sneered, "If you can't get out, it's their incompetence. You should thank me. A group of incompetent people is a waste of your Demon Race's resources.
But I am a kind person, so I don't need you to repay me. "
The chest of the strong demon clan rises and falls, so we have to thank you?
If it weren't for the old man from the frontier to protect you, we'll crush you now!
"Boy, don't take advantage of your tongue, wait for my first holy ancestor to come, and see if you still have such a hardened spirit!" Zhuzun clenched his fists and became extremely angry.
He has never been so angry since he was defeated by the old man from the frontier.
"Then wait for them to come." Xiao Fan shrugged with a look of disdain.
The powerful demon can only gritted his teeth, but he has no alternative.
The cultivation base of the Heavenly Venerable Realm is of course very strong, and it can ignore most of the ants.
But in the eyes of the saint ancestors, are they not ants in these heavenly realms?
This half-step saint ancestor Zhuzun is not like that, let alone their ordinary heavenly ancestors.
Xiao Fan left a sentence, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the Primordial God Realm, not talking to Zhuzun and the others at all.
As for Jun Bairen, it was directly ignored by Xiao Fan.
From the moment he gave up on himself, they were no longer the same passer-by.
"Xiao Fan, are you okay?" Xie Yu, who was waiting at the entrance of the Primordial God Realm, saw Xiao Fan approaching and hurriedly greeted him.
Xiao Fan just smiled and shook his head: "Let's go, back to the Primordial God Realm!"
"Xiao Fan, you can't go." At this moment, Jun Bairen suddenly stopped Xiao Fan's path and gritted his teeth.
This is the end of the matter, and he has no retreat.
There are still so many Celestial Realms staring at the frontier battlefield, how could he let Xiao Fan leave so easily.
"Are you going to hand me over to the Demon Race?" Xiao Fan looked at Jun Bairen playfully.
Jun Bairen was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath and said, "Xiao Fan, I hope you can think about Tianhuang, now is not the time to go to war."
"For the sake of Tianhuang?" Xiao Fan smiled without anger, "Jun Bairen, I always thought you were a person who distinguishes good from evil, but now, I think you are no different from those short-sighted people.
I am thinking of Tianhuang, then who is thinking of me, do you Jun Bai Ren? "
Jun Bairen's face is red, but he still shook his head and said, "Everyone has different positions."
"Yes, the stand is different." Xiao Fan sneered.
He knew that Jun Bairen supported him Xiao Fan before because he represented the Heavenly Desolate Pavilion, not from the standpoint of his various clans, and was able to win enough benefits for the Heavenly Desolate Pavilion.
But now, Xiao Fan has escaped from the Heavenly Desolation, and naturally he also escaped from the Heavenly Desolate Pavilion.
He represents the Primordial God Realm, and the positions of the two are naturally completely different.
"But, is this your excuse to hand me over to the Demon Race?" Xiao Fan grinned again, "If you think, how are you different from the Demon Race?"
Jun Bairen was speechless, if he could give him another chance, he might not give up Xiao Fan.
However, things have happened, and there is no room for maneuver.
Xiao Fan's potential could not prevent the invasion of the Demon Race. In order to protect Tianhuang, he had to sacrifice Xiao Fan.
Obviously, he never really listened to the words of the old man Bianhuang.
"The devil wants to kill you, and I just want to save the sky, and you don't have to die." Jun Bairen pondered for several breaths, gritted his teeth.
"What you want to protect does not include the Primordial God Realm, right?" Xiao Fan's face turned stern, "I'm sorry, I only want to protect the Primordial God Realm, not including Tianhuang.
I have nothing to do with Tianhuang. Why do I risk helping Tianhuang? Can you guarantee that after I rescued the people from the Demon Race, the Demon Race will not kill me?
you can not! So you are not qualified to question me, and the righteousness in your mouth is too selfish. "
The other Tianzun powerhouses were silent, but their faces were obviously sullen, and they were obviously on the side of Jun Bairen.
After all, they were all natural people, and few people cared about the Primordial God Realm in their eyes.
"Okay." The old man Bianhuang waved his hand, looking at Jun Bairen in disappointment.
However, Jun Bairen was cruel in his heart, gritted his teeth and said: "Xiao Fan, it is impossible to tell who is right and who is wrong with you, but this is your own business, you should bear it yourself." "If I say no, "Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, also extremely strong.