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"The barbarians?" Long Chen cried out in alarm as he crouched down beside the sharp scales and began to rummage through the man's body.

Rubbing the tiger stripes on the bald man's head, Long Chen turned to look at Rui Lin. "That doesn't seem to be the case either. What kind of cultivation method is this? It's not a Berserker Mark at all. What Berserker Tribe? Are you sure you're mistaken?"

"Nonsense! I am a demon and the most respected demon of the demon clan. You should know that there has never been a wrong person for a barbarian race since ancient times." It would not be an exaggeration to say that they are natural enemies. I clearly sensed the aura of the barbarians just now, at the moment of the formation. It's not very strong, but it's very real. Sharp scale looked at the big man with a thoughtful expression.

But he's clearly a human. At the very most, he's a barbarian who cultivates a method. He's the soul of all living things, and can cultivate anything. So, it's not a big deal for him to cultivate a method." As he spoke, he was about to raise his sword to stab forward, but was blocked by sharp claws.

"What are you doing?" Sharp Scales asked puzzledly.

Kill him, keeping such a person is also a disaster, letting him go is letting the tiger return to the mountain, I wonder how many people will end up dying miserably for him, killing him now is saving countless lives, furthermore, he is unconscious right now, so his death doesn't feel much pain, it's good for him, why don't you do it? Long Chen's strength increased by a few points.

He felt that Long Chen had changed a lot, and that his personality was a lot more cheerful. On the other hand, he hadn't felt it before, but now, he felt it, and it was a killing intent that was not hidden at all. Long Chen was not as bloodthirsty as he was in the past.

"There's still a use for it." Sharp Scales pushed away the sword in Long Chen's hand.

"What are you going to do?" Sharp scale frowned and looked at the unconscious people walking towards him with swords in hand.

"He's useful. The others should be useless. Kill them." As he spoke, Long Chen's sword trembled and his head rolled to the side. His sharp scales creased even more, and he moved in a flash to block Long Chen's sword, grabbing it.

Long Chen slightly furrowed his brows. He used all his strength to grip onto his sword tightly. He stared at Long Chen's slightly red eyes and the faintly discernible black murderous intent between his eyebrows.

"You can't kill anymore." Sharp scale said in a deep voice.

"They deserve to die. Killing them is good for everyone. I am doing this for the sake of the people." "Go away!" More and more black qi gathered on his forehead, and his eyes seemed to be dripping with blood as they gradually opened. The black qi on the sword began to spurt out.

"Wake up!" Sharp Scaled Beast gave a loud shout and with lightning speed, it reached out its claw and pressed it against Long Chen's forehead. A purplish black imprint flashed between Long Chen's eyebrows and the black Qi gradually receded. The blood-red in his eyes faded away. He glanced at the black figure that had disappeared with the wind behind Long Chen with a grave expression in his eyes.

"Why are you grabbing onto my sword?" Long Chen's eyes returned to normal as he lowered his head to look at the sharp scales that were still grasping the Ink Sword.

"It's fine. My claws are itchy, so I want to grind them." Sharp Scaled Tiger laughed two times and looked at Long Chen a few more times before turning around and walking towards the big man.

Long Chen didn't understand. He put away his long sword and walked over.

"Why is this person lying here?"

"I did it." He stared at Long Chen for a long time.

"You don't have any special hobbies for corpses, do you?" Long Chen looked at Sharp Scales with disdain.

He was speechless at the change in Long Chen's personality. The bloodlust from before had made him more cautious, and going to the Heavenly Heart Sect was already a matter of urgency. He had to find a way to suppress Long Chen's mind-stirring killing intent and withdraw.

"Kid, this man belongs to the barbarian race."

"Impossible. Without a Berserker Mark, the tiger mark on his head must have been caused by a technique." Long Chen looked at the tiger pattern on the big man's head and said.

As expected, Long Chen, whose mind was filled with killing intent, did not remember anything after he woke up. He continued, "In truth, this is not the case. The thick-skinned person is a bastard, and also a chaotic bastard with a bloodline thief. I didn't expect him to still be alive, and even let me meet him."

"Do you mean that he has the blood of both a human and a barbarian?" Long Chen said in surprise.

The blood of the Heavenly Demon Tiger can also be considered to be among the divine beasts. Damn, it's really complicated, I think my grandfather is a human or a demon, and his parents are probably a barbarian among them. Tsk, tsk, looks like they've lived for almost thirty to forty years, but unfortunately, they have the blood of the demon race and the barbarian race. This is also a matter of last resort. " Sharp Scales stroked his chin, his claws pinching the big man's body here and there.

"With this body, I don't need to cultivate a body tempering cultivation technique to be able to fight against a God Beast head on. Damn it, hehe." If the old man was only from the Demon and Demon Clans, then maybe he would be able to give you a bit of good fortune. But, good fortune does not mean that you have a barbarian's bloodline. " Sharp Scaled Beast grinned before raising its head to look at Long Chen.

"Kid, have you heard of the Corpse Controlling Technique?"

"Those with weak cultivations can control corpses to act as puppets. They rarely kill people, and those with high cultivations can forcefully refine living people for their own use. They also seem to be able to refine demi-humans for their own use. Why did you suddenly say 'they'? " Long Chen asked, puzzled.

"Back then, there was an old ghost that was sent to refine many human experts, then he ran to the Demon Area to prepare the God Beasts as puppets. I never thought that Mother truly let him succeed, several God Beasts were refined by Mother, and that old ghost lead the Human and Demon Clans to join hands for the first time, to chase and kill them. He did not die, but the Human and Demon Clans did indeed lose a lot of their lives.

At that time, the old geezer was in the limelight with me, but that old geezer actually wanted to refine me and Li Chen. That was the most difficult battle between me and Li Chen, escaping countless times and killing countless times. In the end, under all sorts of pressure, Li Chen finally broke through, and the old geezer also broke through right after.

F * ck, that old ghost chased after me and Li Chen. When he met the two great powers of the demon and human races, they were all easily refined by him. The more he encircled, the more powerful he became.

After breaking through to the next level of cultivation, the old geezer and I will chase after him without waiting for that old geezer to catch up. That day was really bloody dark, and in between, there were some human bastards who really pissed the old geezer off. Fuck, the two of us fought till the sky crumbled and the earth split, while the female thieves were quarreling noisily behind us, not wanting to destroy the corpses of their fellow sect brothers that were refined. Back then, my eyes were red from killing Li Chen and those bastards were directly killed by me after arguing a little too much with me. Furthermore, my demon clan has eyes for you, f * ck, your human race loves to play this sort of game, fighting openly and fighting covertly to the death when you are still alive, and after you die, your mother wails and shouts to stop ruining your corpse.

Cough cough, too much bullsh * t. Let's get down to business, that old ghost saw that me and Li Chen were getting anxious, so he refused to give us the puppets. After the humans were killed by Li Wu Chen, he immediately became obedient and abandoned the puppets.

How the f * * k could he let me escape after fighting to this extent? F * ck me! We directly ordered those from the Demon and Demon Clans to use puppets, and we immediately gave chase.

After chasing each other for more than three months, even Li Chen's sabre and puppet was cut off. In the end, the old ghost had nowhere else to go, so he kneeled in front of me and Li Chen and offered up the Corpse Sect's cultivation method for a change. I said that sometimes you humans are f * cking funny, but when we fight, we can't even help one of them.

What sort of character does Li Chen have? In any case, killing so many people didn't mind killing a few more. He didn't have any intention of keeping old ghosts alive and killed them immediately.

At that time, there was a rather amusing matter. There was a bookworm in the human race that prevented those people from snatching the technique. Li Chen and I were already at the end of our tether.

That fool was quite popular. At that time, more than half of them had gone back, while the other half were crazy bastards. They did not care about him and directly attacked him. Later on, that fool dragged those few people back.

It's a pity that I'm dead. I only know how fools reading books can stop a bunch of butchers who would kill without batting an eyelid. Those people couldn't catch up to me and Li Chen, so they went back to chop the bookworm into eight pieces to vent the hatred in their hearts.

A direct female thief!

When Li Chen and I recovered, we found out that the bookworm had died horribly, and Li Chen had almost become a devil. The two of us will drag those sects down with us, and those who stop us will be killed without mercy!

Every ten years, I would go with Li Wu Chen to sweep the grave of that bookworm. Unknowingly, it has almost been ten years, and I don't even know what it is like for that idiot to enter the cycle of reincarnation.

"That's why you people still need to study more."

Long Chen was silent as he quietly listened to Rui Lin's story. After a while, when Rui Lin came out of his reminiscence, he couldn't help but ask, "What does all this have to do with what you said before? Do you know the Corpse Sect's method? "

"Heh heh." Sharp scale smirked, "The world knows that this technique can probably be counted on one hand. Me, Li Wu Chen, and an old ghost's disciple that I've never seen before. The Corpse Sect only has one line of disciples, every one of them is a genius. F * ck! Both of them are disasters! "

"What do you mean, so much?"

"Here." "Refine him, don't look at me like that. After we obtained this cultivation technique, this old man and I have studied it for many years, and changed it. After refining it, he still has his own intelligence, but he can't do anything to the person who refined him. Sharp Scales proudly patted his chest.

"You might as well kill him." Long Chen stood up, and the Ink Sword in his hand was about to attack.

"Stop stop stop, f * ck, he only knows how to kill. Didn't I tell him that his consciousness is still there?"

"This kind of person deserves to die. It's not worth dying for."

"Stop, stop, stop. After refining it, we can make him do good deeds. He will atone for his sins, and repent through and through everything he did before. What do you think?" The sharp scales were easy to lure. Long Chen thought for a moment and kept his Ink Sword.

"Is that true?"

"I swear it with my character." Sharp scales slapped his chest.

Mo Jian grabbed it and slashed at the big man's head.

"The old man's words are true, they are true. If you don't believe me, I will kill him and leave you to decide what to do. What do you think?"

Long Chen hesitated for a moment before placing his sword on the big man's neck. His sharp, scaly face twitched violently as he smacked his lips.

"Refine, I'll wait."