Why is this main god space a sewing monster!

Chapter 1256 I am human!

Looking at the shocked, angry and fearful eyes of the remaining high-level saints of the Qingkong clan, Wu Jie knew that this battle would most likely not be won.

Because he had seen the retreat in the eyes of the senior saints of the Qingkong clan. A senior saint was actually frightened by the saint and wanted to run away. This was somewhat embarrassing in the prehistoric history. Was it just because he directly killed his way into the higher dimension and wiped out the holy ways of several junior saints like sand?

Please, as a high-level saint, it is very difficult for me to kill you. The most I can do is beat you half to death.

“You, what kind of monster are you!” Qingkong Gaosheng gathered up his remaining Saint Dao as much as possible, and asked in horror: “You can’t be a temporary Saint. It’s difficult for ordinary temporary Saints to escape from a primary Saint, and it’s impossible for you to kill a primary Saint! At most, some heaven-defying temporary Saints can break the Saint Dao body of a primary Saint, that’s all! And that kind of thing will definitely be wiped out by a high-level or even innate Saint with thunder and lightning. How is it possible? How can you kill a primary Saint like killing a chicken and even severely injure a high-level Saint like me!”

In fact, what Qingkong Gaosheng wanted to say was that even a high-level saint like him could be killed, because if he didn't run away, he would definitely be in danger of falling! Completely falling, the kind of death that leaves nothing behind!

"It's really interesting. You don't even allow the Immediate Saint to grow up. How can you dare to assume that the Immediate Saint can't kill the Saint? As far as I know, what you Saints hate the most is not the hostile Saints who have a grudge against your race, but the Immediate Saint, right? Because the Immediate Saint is neither a Saint, but has Saint-level strength, which makes you very unhappy. After all, the Saint is a deity, a true God. If you create a Immediate Saint, then won't you, the group of true Gods, have to sit at the same table with mortals? Right, Lord God?"

Wu Jie treated the Holy Path of the only remaining junior saint of the Qingkong clan as a toy and threw it around everywhere. That was the Holy Path, the lifeblood of a saint, but Wu Jie just threw it around like a toy.

How did the Qingkong Clan's primary saint react to being humiliated like this? The Qingkong Clan's primary saint chose to let out a series of wails, begging Wu Jie not to let it die, and just humiliate it like this!
"And I'm not a monster. I am..."

Wu Jie suddenly hesitated when he said this, but at this moment, a violent roar sounded in the bizarre world of high dimensions, accompanied by the holy path of a Shanjian clan saint being shattered, and a strong male voice echoed in the high dimensions.

"You beast, take another punch from me, Zheng Zha!"

"Haha." Wu Jie seemed to be awakened by the voice. He laughed loudly and said to the Qingkong Clan's Gao Sheng: "I am not a monster, I am a human, a human! I, Wu Jie, Wu Ming, are both human!!"

"Humanity, Humanity"

The voice of Qingkong Gaosheng was trembling, but he was a Gaosheng of the clan after all, and even the ancestor of the clan. He still had the minimum confidence and dignity. He would not learn from the guy who was played around by Wu Jie, who would rather be humiliated than die.

"Even if you kill me, you will die more miserably than me! The prehistoric continent will not tolerate the existence of filthy creatures like you. Can you deal with Gao Sheng, Xiantian, and the two emperors of Dongtian?!" "How do you know that I can't deal with them? Have you seen me fight with Xiantian? Have you seen me fight with the two emperors of Dongtian? You haven't seen anything and don't know anything. What makes you dare to say that I can't deal with them? With your strength that you are about to be beaten to death by me, you are still a piece of shit who can only be humiliated but not killed?"

Wu Jie's words made Qingkong Gaosheng pause for a moment. Yes, why did he think that Wu Jie, who could kill Chu Sheng like a chicken, would definitely not be able to deal with Xiantian and Huang?

Although this is impossible, but before today, Lin Sheng would never kill Chu Sheng like a chicken!
"So, I remember some guys were always saying this and that arrogance, and they acted like they knew everything. Everyone had to follow their rules. If you didn't surrender, they would do everything they could to kill you, and even whip your corpse after killing you, just to deter those who came after them, and tell them - look, this is the price of so-called 'arrogance'!"

"Damn, they are just a bunch of pure idiots, a bunch of clowns who are not funny at all and can only disgust people! If they were in my hometown, such idiots would be killed by dogs. Alas, I can only say that the times saved them. To be honest, forget it, I won't say it anymore, some of the things I say are not suitable for me to say."

Wu Jie curled his lips, too lazy to comment on those clowns who were fighting for the "supremely glorious mission" but were actually a group of clowns who were not even as good as plums and were not even funny.

At least Li Zi really uses his life to make people laugh. He is not a clown that is not funny. Li Zi is too funny, which is very consistent with his appearance of Piccolo. It can be said that Li Zi is the clown that best fits the identity of a clown. Not only is he funny, but he also became the second generation of Piccolo cyborg through his own efforts and played with two sets of armor. At the same time, he successfully left his name in history and was ranked with Jinzi Bug as one of the three most ungrateful awards in the history of armor.

Even in the end, he was not dead, at least his body was intact. In a sense, he was a complete winner in life!
The high-ranking saint of the Qingkong tribe knew who those pretentious and unfunny clowns Wu Jie was talking about were, but he felt that he had indeed become a clown.

"Okay, enough fun, now."

Wu Jie grabbed Qingkong Chusheng's holy way and refined it in an instant!

The Holy Path is the best refining equipment. No natural treasure can compare to the Holy Path, unless it is a higher-level origin. The only existing Holy Position of the Undead Clan is the Primary Holy Position of the Blood Clan, Hidden, but in the history of the Undead Clan, there have been two and a half Holy Positions.

One is Yin who has not yet won the resurrection match, and the other rebelled against the orders of the Second Emperor of Dongtian during the War of All Races. His holy path was shattered by the sound of the Donghuang Bell, and he didn't even leave his name.

The last half.
That Undead Saint was captured by a high-level Saint-level ancient demon during the promotion process and was directly taken away and refined into a magic weapon. What Wu Jie is doing now is no different from what that ancient demon did!
If there must be any difference, it is that the Qingkong clan's first saint refined by Wu Jie cannot be refined into a holy weapon at all!
The high saint of the Qingkong clan was furious, because that first saint was the strongest first saint of the Qingkong clan, the one he had personally trained, and the first saint who had the greatest hope of advancing to a high-level saint position!
But what happened today has shattered his original cognition more than once. First, a human saint killed a novice saint like killing a chicken, and then the complete holy path of a novice saint was refined into a weapon!
This violates the normal logic of the multiverse!
(End of this chapter)