Suddenly, the girl in red finally couldn't bear it anymore and begged the young man in black robe beside her.

"You do not understand."

The latter shook his head, gathered his voice into a line, and said: "Taking slaves is like boiling an eagle. For someone like Jin Kong, he must be defeated in one go."

As he spoke, there was a look of indifference in his ugly eyes, staring at Jin Kong who was constantly vomiting blood.

He has ambitions in his heart and wants to take the Golden Bloodline as slaves.

The Golden Bloodline is the highest-quality war slave, with an incomparable physical body, and is blocked by the four-pole natural chasm. Theoretically, there is no possibility of devouring the master.

For these reasons, golden-blooded slaves are the most famous potential slaves in the wilderness, and many princes want a golden-blooded slave.

And this also brought great shame to the Golden Blood lineage. The deeds of those slaves were recorded in history books and passed down to the present.

"Slave with the surname Nineteen, you have dirty blood flowing in your bones. How can you pretend to be tough now?"

"Hahaha, his ancestors were like this at first, but they still gave in and worked as dogs for princes for generations."

The two slaves kept talking to attack the young man's inner pride. They knew very well that Jin Kong was obsessed with his own bloodline. At this time, they specifically talked about the ancestors of the Jin family, trying to crush the other's dignity from the root and make him despair.

"If I can cultivate, who do you people mean to me?"

Like the last straw that broke the camel's back, Jin Kong's hair was stained with blood, like a roaring tiger and leopard, his eyes were extremely sharp, looking at the two thugs indifferently, red and bloodthirsty.

The things about his ancestors were something he couldn't let go of, but now they were mentioned again and again, humiliating him, making him mad with hatred and wanting to kill everyone.

A chill ran down the spines of the two tormentors, and they became even more angry and scolded: "The heaven and earth will not tolerate people like you. The original golden-blooded man must have done some great evil things. The inability of his descendants to practice is a kind of retribution. How dare you

What are you not angry about?"

"retribution……"

Jin Kong's eyes froze, and there was a rare trace of confusion.

That’s right, why can everyone else practice cultivation but not him?

Did your ancestors really do anything evil? So much so that it brought harm to their descendants...

Wei Lang discovered the change in his old friend and said leisurely: "The golden-blooded man was extremely powerful at the beginning, but he brought trouble to the world and made all living beings cry for him, so that the world could not tolerate him. This is what the great power of the White Demon Sect told me.

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"Heaven and earth cannot tolerate it..." Jin Kong's eyes were dim and full of unwillingness.

He had dreamed of some scenes and knew how powerful his ancestors were. It was a greatness that was different from all the creatures he had seen before.

But the descendants left by such a great person are hated by heaven and earth, and even the sea of ​​suffering is difficult to open up. This is completely contrary to common sense.

It stands to reason that the children born to princes in the Dragon Transformation Realm and the Immortal Terrace Realm are extremely powerful and are naturally suitable for cultivation, not to mention the ancestors who left the planet in their memories and traveled in the starry sky...

If the ancestors are evil, then the golden blood represents not glory, but sin...

"That is a thing of the past, Jin Kong. There is no point in clinging to blood. Join the village and join us in being promoted to the Great Wilderness Prince. This is your path." The girl in red spoke at the right time and said in a very soft tone.

The magnetic female voice passed through the mountains and forests, Jin Kong's pupils were bloodshot, and his gaze was uncertain.

He is very precocious, loves history books, and knows a lot of ancient information. It is precisely because of this that he guessed his possible fate after knowing that his golden blood was revived.

This was the situation in front of him. The other party had joined the White Demon Sect and became one of the young masters of a large force. He might be promoted to a prince in the future...

"Perhaps, this is fate."

Jin Kong said bitterly to himself, he was really unwilling.

He still remembered the heroic figures of the gods and demons in his dream. They were definitely his ancestors, such powerful and majestic gods, but their descendants had fallen like this.

Where did all this come from?

The descendants of the invincible cannot practice. Is it a sin or a conspiracy...

"It seems this wave has stabilized."

Looking at Jin Kong who was in agony, Hao Langzhi was very proud and felt that the overall situation was decided, so he continued to knead the girl next to him.

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