The absolute peak heart finally fell into the hands of the human race.
With Su Qingfeng being an eighth grade, the absolute peak heart can be refined by him. This is a rare spirit dicine, a chance encounter rather than sothing to be sought.
Mo Kai hid it for over ten years, yet it ended up benefiting his most hated enemy.
Anger!
Heart-wrenching anger.
Mo Kai had to circulate his Qi blood to suppress the urge to cough up blood.
Living this long, this was the greatest blow Mo Kai ever suffered, without comparison.
He had lost 45 years of lifespan, and the aftereffects were slowly erging.
Right now, he desperately wanted to find a ninth-grade human to die together with, or even Su Qingfeng who was eighth grade.
Of course, this was just a thought; Mo Kai was still shrewd and maintained his rationality.
The greatest relief was that Hong Guo was still alive.
Although he wasn't sure where Hong Guo had escaped to, he was certain he could find a way to locate him.
"Mo Kai, if only you had been more generous and given the absolute peak heart earlier, how could it have ended up with Su Qingfeng? You're simply the stingy bastard of the human race!"
At this ti, Steel Bone couldn't help but run out to reprimand.
In his heart, the absolute peak heart already belonged to him.
Mo Kai's stupidity lost the absolute peak heart.
"Gang Tree, to be honest... I, Mo Kai, would rather give the absolute peak heart to the human martial artists than to you bunch of living pigs!
"I lost to the human martial artists and I accept it wholeheartedly... But the thing I'm most unwilling about my entire life is finding you bunch of pig teammates.
"If not for you turning against at a critical mont, I, Mo Kai, wouldn't have lost everything."
Mo Kai coldly glanced at Gang Tree, his pupils full of sarcasm.
It was his own fault.
Everything was his own fault.
Underestimated the human martial artists, overestimated the intelligence of this group of pig teammates.
Even at a ti like this, they still have the face to bla him.
Who gave you that face?
Very well!
With that intelligence, in 50 more years, the human martial artists might just reach the Eight Races Sacred Land.
Let there be internal strife.
Continue the internal strife.
"Hmph, Mo Kai, don't forget my brother's blood feud!"
Fei Xiao angrily stared at Mo Kai.
Even with Mao Yao City destroyed, it couldn't quell the hatred in Mo Kai's heart.
"Fei Xiao, Ying Mountain Ridge and Gang Tree also participated in the action to kill your brother. Also, there's Si Fengtian.
"If you can kill those three, I will respect you as a hero, and I, Mo Kai, will commit suicide as recompense.
"If you don't dare, then don't carry your brother's hatred to find trouble, I will find you disgusting."
Mo Kai again insulted Fei Xiao.
Then, he ignored this group of living pigs.
What a pity.
The family fortune accumulated over the years, all benefitting the human martial artists.
Unexpectedly, his own family fortune was so vast, seeing the humans inventory the goods, Mo Kai was slightly surprised.
Forget it.
Concessions to the human martial artists are acknowledged; after all, he was the loser.
If it was sched by that group of pig teammates, that would be disgusting.
...
The raid on Mao Yao City had drawn to a close.
At this ti, under the escort of the Divine Land martial artists, cart after cart of goods was being transported temporarily to Jiangwu City.
Looking from the sky above, cart after cart of wooden carts ford a long dragon of supplies.
Nobody expected Mao Yao City to be so lavish.
Roughly counting, if all goods were to be transported back, even thirty thousand carts wouldn't suffice.
This is absolutely the most luxurious victory for the Divine Land in the past ten years.
All over Divine Land, everyone was exhilarated.
anwhile, the execution in Thunder Sacrifice City finally approached an end.
There were still three Alien Race Grandmasters waiting to be executed.
Due to exhaustion, Xu Baiyan was already tottering. The reason she could still raise the Thunder Slash Blade was purely due to her willpower.
Slash!
Another alien head was cut down, innurable people cheered once again!
...
Mao Yao City!
Bai Xiaolong and the others followed a battle camp and killed a few small fries, while simultaneously breaking through a garrison camp.
"Yang Lezhi, Xu Baiyan already broke through to fifth grade, she must be okay. Don't be too unsettled; you almost got killed just now."
Feng Jiajia reminded.
In Mao Yao City, the martial artists had no ti to focus on the situation in Mao Yao City.
Yang Lezhi was worried about Xu Baiyan, so he remained unsettled, and just a mont ago, he was nearly killed by an ambushing Yangxiang Race mber.
Although Feng Jiajia helped in ti, a deep, bone-exposing wound was still cut on Yang Lezhi's arm.
The human martial artists achieved a great victory, but it wasn't without casualties.
Low-level martial artists who died in alley fights already exceeded 80.
For a war of this level, 80 casualties don't seem so appalling, considering that in the past, casualties were counted by the thousands.
But even sacrificing 8 people, they were unwilling to.
Especially as it included their comrades.
"Sorry, I've caused trouble for everyone. I understand, I will be careful!"
Yang Lezhi nodded apologetically.
"Don't worry too much, when the war ends, you can directly go to Northern Wu to see Xu Baiyan. She's an Honored Executioner, a hero, surely there won't be any danger."
Bai Xiaolong also advised.
"Yes, I know!"
Yang Lezhi moved his lips, smiling insincerely.
The place where Yang Lezhi got injured was within the tent of a Seventh-Grade Camp General.
Originally, he had obtained sothing eerie, like a mask, planning to show it to everyone, but it was then that the ambusher appeared, injuring Yang Lezhi.
The situation was very chaotic at the ti.
Yang Lezhi was saved by Feng Jiajia; Bai Xiaolong and the others hurried to pursue the ambusher.
The fresh blood on Yang Lezhi's arm stained the mask.
Subsequently, many chaotic Yangxiang Race scripts appeared in Yang Lezhi's mind.
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