Chapter 5779: Unknown

 Seeing Ying Wudao speaking, Luo Yanfeng and others immediately pricked up their ears. Who wouldn't want to hear the secrets of the demon clan?

 Long Chen shook his head and said, "What's the debt? We are human, you are demon clan, and we have been enemies for countless years.

 You give me wine, and I give you a jar. We are even. As for the demon clan, we don't care."

 This Ying Wudao is very strong. Long Chen doesn't want to get involved with him, so as not to kill him.

 Long Chen's hands are stained with the blood of the demon clan. It can be said that the hatred is as deep as the sea. After all, the enemy is the enemy.

 Hearing Long Chen say this, Luo Yanfeng and others are not disappointed, but feel relieved. Long Chen's position is very clear. No matter what, everyone is an enemy.

 "Haha, if that's the case, then I have to say it too. Damn, I get angry when I mention these bastards. Giving you some information is considered revenge for me." Ying Wudao laughed.

 It turned out that Ying Wudao's ancestor, during the Chaos War, led a group of demons to hide in the small world to avoid the catastrophe of that year.

 At that time, the Caiyi clan was killed extremely tragically in that war, and almost all the strong ones were killed, leaving only some old, weak, women and children alive.

 At that time, the Caiyi clan led hundreds of demon branches and hid in the small world to survive. At first, it was nothing, but as time went on, after the previous crisis was resolved, a new crisis came again.

 The leaders of the hundreds of demon branches saw that the Caiyi clan had declined, and they actually suppressed the Caiyi clan directly.

 These demon masters knew that the Caiyi clan had royal blood, and it was the purest and most authentic royal blood. Therefore, the Caiyi clan, regardless of men or women, became tools for the reproduction of various clans. When Ying Wudao

 said this, it seemed that his mouth was a little dry, and he drank a sip of wine with a calm face, but Long Chen could see that Ying Wudao's hand holding the jar was a little unstable. Obviously, his heart was not as calm as it seemed.

 When Luo Yanfeng and the others heard this, they could not help but be stunned. They had previously thought that the internal disputes of the Purple Blood Clan were dark enough, and the Demon Clan was even more direct and brutal.

 After taking a sip of wine, Ying Wudao continued to tell Long Chen and the others that since then, the real Colorful Wing Clan has almost disappeared, and now all the Colorful Wing Clan are mixed blood.

 For all the races, after mixing blood with the Colorful Wing Clan, their strength has been greatly improved, but for the Colorful Wing Clan, it is equivalent to the noble and sacred blood being tainted.

 Fortunately, in order to prevent the fire from being cut off, the Demon Clan allows some of the powerful people of the Colorful Wing Clan to retain the most original bloodline.

 However, those whose bloodlines are retained will be strictly monitored, and they will be constantly brainwashed to make them forget history because they are afraid of being retaliated.

 Moreover, the Demon Clan will never allow this small number of people from the Colorful Wing Clan to have the strength to threaten the various races. When their strength reaches a certain level, they will have to intermarry with the various races and reproduce offspring, so as to tie their hearts.

 The man in front of him, Ying Wudao, was a man of extraordinary wisdom and forbearance. He had been hiding his strength. In order to gain the trust of those people, he had been servile for so many years, and finally gained the trust of some people, who allowed him to move around in the clan.

 Originally, Ying Wudao was going to escape directly, but after the war between the Purple Blood Clan and the Demon Clan, the Demon Clan used special means to absorb the power of the Purple Blood to strengthen the strength of their disciples. He thought that with his efforts over the years, he might be able to get a share of the spoils.

 But he didn't even get a share of the hair. Not only that, he was also mocked by countless powerful demons. At this point, Ying Wudao showed a sinister smile on his face:

 "I escaped from the tribe today and will never go back. Originally, I wanted to kill some animals on the battlefield and vent my anger before leaving.

 However, some old guys in the tribe are very strong. If I alarm them, it will be troublesome.

 So for me, there is only one chance to make a move. I searched back and forth on the battlefield to see which people would be the most cost-effective to kill. I was struggling, but I met you.

 I am very pleased that the Purple Blood Clan has such a strong master like you. Even if I don't make a move, I can know their fate."

 Hearing this, everyone was surprised and amused. No wonder Ying Wudao had no hostility towards them. It feels like the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Ying Wudao

 hated the entire demon camp, but he had no way to take revenge. No wonder he was so happy when he saw the strength of Long Chen and others.

 Now, Luo Yanfeng and others finally understood the cause and effect, and at this time, they also let go of their vigilance against Ying Wudao.

 "That is to say, you don't mind if we kill all the disciples of the demon clan?" Luo Yanfeng asked tentatively.

 "Of course, it's best to kill the entire tribe and leave no one alive."

 Ying Wudao said hatefully. "Where are your clansmen?" Luo Ying couldn't help asking.

 "Clansmen? There are no clansmen. After being brainwashed, they are manipulated like slaves. The Caiyi clan has lost face.

 It's better to kill them all. In this way, the shame of the Caiyi clan will be covered up." Ying Wudao said.

 "Then don't we know this history?" Luo Yanfeng looked at Ying Wudao, his eyes full of vigilance.

 "You humans have a saying that family disgrace should not be made public, but this matter is just the opposite. It is better to make it public than to make it public.

 Moreover, you are humans and we are demons. When we meet on the battlefield, it is a life-and-death duel. What does it matter whether we know or not?

 I say this to make you trust me. Only when you trust me can we catch them all in one fell swoop."

 "Huh."

 Ying Wudao waved his hand, and a leather bag flew towards Long Chen, who grabbed it.

 "Let's go. If we meet on the battlefield one day, I will not show mercy."

 After saying this, Ying Wudao drank the wine in the jar. The whole person was like water, just blending into the void and disappearing.

 This Ying Wudao came silently and left without a trace, just like a ghost. His strange body movements made people's scalps numb. If you are targeted by such a person, your life will be in danger at any time.

 Long Chen was not surprised. This is a special blood power with its own space law, which can hide in space.

 It looked very intimidating, but it was useless. He was not a professional assassin. As long as he made a move, no matter how well he hid, a real master would immediately sense it.

 "Has he left?"

 Luo Yanfeng couldn't help but ask. "He has already gone far away. Don't worry about him. Let's continue to challenge the powerful demons of the same level." After Long Chen finished speaking, he asked everyone to continue moving forward.

 He quietly opened the leather bag, wondering what good things this guy had left for him.