It was only then that Li Chunxian recovered from the previous shock.

She glanced at Han Yang's back with lingering fear.

Seeing Han Yang return his gaze to the brocade army, Li Chunxian moved his lips but stopped talking.

The ancient race is different from the divine race.

Gods are bloodthirsty, and there is no doubt that they are demons. If they kill, they will kill.

But the ancient tribe...

No one knows whether the ancient tribe had a supreme demigod who was proficient in one hundred and eight magical powers.

If there really is a supreme demigod, and combined with the divine weapon, its destructive power will not be inferior to the phantom of the god just now.

Moreover, he will not kneel down to Han Yang out of nowhere like the shadow of a god.

Ancient tribe, it’s better not to kill them if you can.

Just when Li Chunxian was about to speak to persuade him, Han Yang spoke.

"One of you can live..."

Ancient tribe.

Descendants of God.

In Han Yang's eyes, there is no difference at all.

As long as you have ill intentions toward Shenxu, you are an enemy.

Before ascending to the God Realm, he must wipe out all enemies for Shenxu!

A centurion of the Brocade Army said angrily: "Despicable humans, don't use your dirty thoughts to measure the courage of our ancient people. We are not afraid of death, and no one will live an ignoble existence..."

Zheng!

The moment he finished speaking, the sound of swords sounded.

The remaining demigods of the Brocade Army were killed by Han Yang with one strike.

Han Yang, who has entered the perfect demigod state, has no rivals in the heaven.

No matter how numerous the Brocade Army is, it is useless no matter how high their fighting spirit is.

The centurion stared blankly at his colleagues falling, but he was the only one alive. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"Han Yang!"

He roared angrily and prepared to rush forward to fight for his life.

Han Yang said calmly: "If I want you to live, I want you to go back and tell Zhijin Hall and tell the Jiang family that I am waiting at the Shenxu. You are welcome to come to me for revenge."

"you!"

Realizing that Han Yang wanted to deliver the message himself, the centurion couldn't help but beg for death. It was simply more painful than being killed.

The corners of Li Chunxian's mouth twitched.

Unexpectedly, this man who can make gods kneel down would actually have such evil taste.

How could she not see that Han Yang was just deliberately playing tricks on this ancient centurion because he was dissatisfied with his superiority and trampling on human beings?

"You, you will definitely regret today's decision! Killing my brocade army will definitely be at the cost of the destruction of Shenxu!"

The centurion roared viciously.

Snap!

Han Yang flicked his fingers, and a lotus seal appeared between the centurion's eyebrows.

"You still have three months to live... I hope you can bring my news to me before then, get out..."

Spare him alive?

How could Han Yang let an enemy of Shenxu survive?

From the moment they arrived at Shenxu, their fate was determined!

The centurion was speechless for a long time.

In the end, Han Yang could only glare at Han Yang and quickly turned around and left.

It's not important to pass on the news. What's important is that he must inform Han Yang's true strength.

This person is the ancient enemy!

When the centurion fled in embarrassment, Li Chunxian looked slightly complicated and asked in a solemn voice: "You...are you planning to massacre the ancient tribe?"

Han Yang's methods are too ruthless.

No room left at all.

He and the Jiang family of the ancient clan have only one way to go: fight to the death.

Han Yang joked in a funny way: "Are you Fengxian Mountain planning to keep the ancient tribe to raise Gu like the descendants of the gods?"

"..."

Li Chunxian was speechless.

Fengxian Mountain was originally preparing to go to war with the ancient tribe and the descendants of the gods.

However, they had never thought of such thunderous means, but were preparing to take it slowly and use their time to eliminate the two major forces bit by bit.

Han Yang is far more decisive than them!

Looking at the corpses on the ground left by the ancient tribes and descendants of gods, Han Yang said indifferently: "The so-called heaven has been rotten for a long time. It's time to change."

Li Chunxian was silent again.

Han Yang is right.

Both the ancient tribes and the descendants of gods regard the heaven as a breeding ground for military training.

The ancient people hone their magical powers, and the descendants of gods cultivate the divine list.

No one takes all living beings seriously.

They only care about their own interests.

Seeing that Li Chunxian still seemed to have a little understanding, Han Yang sighed: "In your opinion, who is more likely to be an ally of the Saint Sects of the Central Divine Continent, the ancient tribe or the descendants of the gods?"

Who is the ally of Zhongyu Shenzhou?

Naturally, they are from the ancient tribe!

The ancient battlefield of the gods.

Merit points.

Expedition order.

These are clear evidences of the alliance between the ancient tribe and the Central Realm Divine Continent.

Li Chunxian subconsciously wanted to tell this answer.

But she knew that if she really told this answer, she would be a fool.

If it were that simple, Han Yang wouldn't ask any more questions.

"Is it possible that the Central Divine Continent will still be an ally of the Divine Descendants?"

After hesitatingly saying something, Li Chunxian felt it was extraordinarily absurd.

Over the years, in the ancient battlefield of the gods, countless true kings and demigods of the Divine Continent in the Central Region have fallen into the hands of the descendants of gods!

It is impossible for the two to coexist peacefully.

Han Yang said calmly: "What I mean is that the holy sects and the descendants of the gods are allies, but I didn't say that the warriors of the holy sect and the descendants of the gods are allies?"

Doesn’t this mean the same thing?

Li Chunxian was startled for a moment, then woke up.

"You... you are saying that the senior leaders of the Holy Sect have secretly formed alliances with the descendants of the gods to train those warriors and let them die in the ancient battlefield of the gods to help the descendants of the gods improve the list of gods?"

Such an answer made Li Chunxian's hair stand on end.

"Think about it...if the Holy Sect of the Divine Continent in the Central Region did not secretly form an alliance with the descendants of the gods, where would their artifacts come from..."

Han Yang told the unsolvable fact.

Li Chunxian felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

That’s right!

The major holy sects in the Central Divine Continent simply do not have the ability to bring artifacts from the divine realm to the lower realm.

The artifacts of the three first-class holy sects all come from descendants of gods.

Even their Fengxian Mountain is like this.

"I am one of the mountain owners..."
To be continued...