Ran Deng smiled, clasped his hands together, and said, "Although I don't know where the ancestral land of the president is? But..."

After speaking, there was a pause.

It seems to whet its appetite.

Before everyone in the Zhu clan could breathe a sigh of relief, they saw Hu Sanjuan's face darken, and he felt like having a seizure on the spot.

Even the shadow of the tiger's claws loomed above the head.

Seeing that his appetite was almost gone, Ran Deng did not dare to continue to seek death.

Instead, he said in a very fast tone: "But... this junior knows that the Immortal Clan, the Demon Clan and the Ancient God Clan have all stopped attacking all races."

"What do you mean?" Hu Sanyuan was startled and looked at Ran Deng in confusion.

However, Zhuan Lianshan and others immediately became nervous.

He kept swallowing his saliva.

Although what Ran Deng said had nothing to do with "the president's ancestral land...", it still gave them a bad feeling.

Knowing that Hu Sanyuan's endurance had reached its limit, Ran Deng, who would most likely overturn if he tried to tease her again, did not delay, but quickly explained, "If nothing else, Senior Long Wenzhang, still can't do it"

Seniors You Yuhuan and Centipede have already collected enough flesh and blood to restore their physical bodies."

"That's why the immortals, demons... and the ancient gods will stop killing all races, but Senior Tiger's side should still be far away."

"In this way, by the time the seniors recover their physical bodies, I'm afraid that senior Long Wenzhang and the others will have turned the president's ancestral land upside down. That's why the juniors will feel that the seniors have given up on searching for the president's ancestral land."

"What?"

"They've had enough..."

boom!

Tiger Sanju stood up with a cry of "Ouch!" and looked at the burning lantern with a ferocious expression.

Powerful beast breath keeps emerging.

The tiger's claws were clenched so tightly that it made a "cluck" sound and a "cluck..." sound. There was a strong tendency to eat people if they disagreed.

Jitian, who had already received the hint, even though he was trembling with fear, still managed to stay calm and straightened up, looked at the three tigers who were only tens of meters away, nodded with difficulty, and said: "Senior, I understand this.

It can be proved that Monk Ran did not lie."

"Although our parasitic tribe is not very powerful in combat, we still have our own informants among all tribes..."

"As early as a few days ago, several of the seniors who came out with spiritual energy have already started to retreat. As for how long it will take to recover the physical body, the juniors don't know."

"Damn it!"

Hu Sanyuan gritted his teeth and glared at Zhuan Lianshan and others: "You trash."

"If I hadn't chosen you, how could I have fallen so far behind them? I've already gone into seclusion. In less than half a year, they will be able to form a physical body..."

Xuan Lianshan's expression changed dramatically.

Not even caring about the resentment of Ran Deng, Ji Tian and the two of them knelt down with a "Plop!" and said in a troubled manner: "Senior, don't worry, I will search for all the races outside the sky right away, and I will definitely do it in the shortest possible time.

, get enough flesh and blood for you.”

When you see three tigers, don’t target them anymore…

Instead, he pointed the finger at the Zhu tribe.

Jitian felt that he could do it again, and no longer trembled, but looked at the turbulent Zhuolian Mountain, "Tsk", "Tsk..." he joked a few times, and said: "Haha, I don't know about the leader of the Zuolian clan.

When you talk about the shortest time, how short is it? Ten years, a hundred years? Or thousands of years?"

"As far as I know, there are no alien races near the Tianwai battlefield. They have all migrated to unknown places outside the world. From this point of view, even if tens of thousands of years pass, you may not be able to gather the flesh and blood that your predecessors need."

"You bastard, are you trying to bully me?" Hu Sanyuan glared at me.

Jitian was so frightened that he fell to the ground with a "bang!" and said with a fearful and uneasy trembling: "I don't dare, this junior."

Hu Sanjuan said "Humph..." and did not argue with it. Instead, it turned to look at Ran Deng. Although it did not like these descendants of human ancestors, it had to admit that the brains of the other party were indeed not comparable to those of these alien races.

.

It took a deep breath, suppressed the irritability in its heart, and said: "Since you want to replace the Zhu tribe, then tell me how long it will take to get the flesh and blood I want."

Everyone in the Zhu tribe immediately became nervous.

Not even one of them dared to take a breath.

I can only pray in my heart that the time given by Ran Deng will not be too much better than them, otherwise, with the urine of these heroic spirits, they will most likely abandon them immediately...

Ran Deng stretched out a finger and smiled proudly.

"One hundred years?" Hu Sanyuan frowned, with an unhappy look in his eyes.

If it had been before, it would have been a little heart-beating.

But now, Centihuang, Longwenzhang and the others have begun to refine their flesh and blood. Waiting for it to arrive after a hundred years...

Just like Ran Deng said, the president's ancestral land has probably been turned upside down by them.

What's the point of rushing there by yourself?

"I thought how outstanding you were?" Zhuan Lianshan sneered.

One hundred years...

As long as the Zhu people work hard, they can still do it.

Ran Deng shook his head. He didn't care about the faces of the people in the Zhu tribe. He looked straight at Hu Sanjuan and said calmly: "The poor monk is talking about one day."

"Senior, as long as you are willing, you can refine flesh and blood now. When the time comes, it will only last a few days compared to the immortals, demons..."

"What?"

“Within a day!”

"this……"

"..."

In the main hall, you can hear a pin drop.

After listening to Ran Deng's words, not only the people of the Zhu clan, but also Hu Sanyuan were dumbfounded. They were stunned for a long time before he said with a complicated expression: "Do you know how much flesh and blood I need?"

"No matter how much it is, we have enough."

Ran Deng smiled and turned to the Zhuan Lianshan with his peripheral vision: "As long as the senior agrees to let the poor monks and the parasitic tribe take the place of these Zhuan tribes... and then tell us the cultivation method of the ninth level, I promise that one day

Let the seniors see flesh and blood."

"No way, you are liars."

boom!

Zhuan Lianshan's expression was grim, and he pointed at Ran Deng and Ji Tian and the two of them: "Senior, you can't trust them. This bastard of the Mao tribe and the bugs of the Parasitic tribe have long been notorious outside our world."

"In today's world, all races have migrated to unknown places. Let alone one day, even one year or ten years, it is impossible to get enough flesh and blood for you."

"That's the trash of your Zhuan tribe." Jitian curled his lips and sneered.

"It's just one day anyway..."

Ran Deng smiled and looked at Hu Sanyuan not far away: "Senior will know whether it is true or not after trying it. Besides, how brave are the patriarchs and I to talk nonsense in front of senior? Unless we

I think my life is too long."

Zhuan Lianshan let out a "Humph!" and looked at Jiitian warily: "You must have discussed it, and used the gimmick of gathering enough flesh and blood in one day to try to seize the senior's body, right?"

Tiger Sanju was startled.

Not just it.

Both Ran Deng and Ji Tian were stunned on the spot. They wanted to explain but had no way of opening their mouths. Who told them to say "one day..."? It was so unbelievable!

If you are not sincere.

If it were anyone else, they would probably feel that the other party had ulterior motives...

Who let the parasitic tribe.

Are you only good at this kind of unattractive means?

…

"Zhan Lianshan, I'll fart on you..." Jitian gritted his teeth and roared angrily.

"What, you were right?" Zhuan Lianshan sneered.

After saying that, he looked at Hu Sanmao, who was still meditating, and swore at his chest, saying: "Senior Hu, you must not believe them. These Mao tribesmen are notoriously cunning and don't get up early if they don't have any advantage. And

The parasites are even more notorious bugs."

"Junior, I'm sure that... they risked their lives to come to our Zhuan tribe just for you, senior. First they exaggeratedly said that Senior Long Wenzhang was already refining flesh and blood. Their purpose was to make you confused.

.”

"This junior knows exactly what is going on in Tianwai today. All races are no longer found in the entire Tianwai battlefield. What ability do they have to get enough flesh and blood for you in one day?"
To be continued...