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- Boom!
Above the void, the array of starry sky continuously circulated, and endless stars bloomed. Following the guidance of the sword master of Huangquan, they poured into Ye Shen's body, making his momentum soar.
At this moment, the power of the gods is already there, and it is still rising.
It's just that Ye Shen is in pain at this moment, the lines on his face are gradually ferocious, and he let out a scream of pain. It is obvious that the vast and majestic energy contained in the inheritance can only be refined by him in a short time, and it is already a matter of transforming into a god. limit.
Just like Qin Feng inherited the Blood God Orb back then, the power will be poured into his body, but it will take time to absorb and refine it.
The older generation of starry sky clan will be annihilated, and the new generation of starry sky clan will be born. How can this process be accomplished overnight.
"Boom!"
At this time, the earth trembled, as if it was about to be shattered, and a terrifying glow stirred below, gradually showing a phantom of boundless stalwarts.
At that moment, the infinite ghost deep in the ground let out a sharp scream and worshiped.
It is some Xeon ghosts, all with solemn expressions.
Not only those ghosts, but also the human race above, even if they are all gods, looking at that majestic phantom, they also have the urge to prostrate and bow down.
Even those peak figures stared at the phantom with solemn faces and trembling hearts.
Just because the power of that phantom is not weaker than the sword master of Huangquan, is that the most powerful of heaven?
"Dead ancestor!"
Nan Wuyi looked down and stared at the huge phantom, and recognized its identity at a glance.
That is the ancestor of the dead clan, a peak figure of Tianzun, looking at the heavens and the world, he is also the strongest person who can be ranked in the forefront.
Sure enough, as the sword master of Huangquan said, he did not dissipate and was able to return.
Dead ancestor, it turned out to be dead ancestor!
Chi Tianshen and other peaks trembled unceasingly, a surge of fear could not help but quickly permeated the whole body.
Even if they did not live in the era of the dead ancestors, how could they not understand the peak figures of the heavens and the world? Can they resist the appearance of the dead ancestors, even if it is just a phantom?
"Inheritance of the starry sky, I want to give birth to a new master of the starry sky, old man Xingkong, I will not let you succeed."
That majestic and boundless phantom looked at the sword master of Huangquan. Although his words were plain, they contained an incomparably majestic killing intent. The dead were trapped here for countless years, all thanks to the old man Xingkong, how could he not be angry? meaning.
Besides, his condition is not much better than that of Xingkong, and he does not know how long it will take to recover and return. The dead people here can be broken, and what he wants to do most is to destroy the Xingkong clan and let them be completely annihilated.
"kill!"
The master yelled loudly, countless ghosts rushed wildly, and the patriarch of the Snow Clan and others tried their best to suppress them, making it difficult for them to break through.
There was a powerful ghost screaming, and all the ghosts retreated quickly, as if giving up the chance to break through the blockade, but the patriarch of the Snow Clan and others did not dare to relax, and they were all extremely vigilant.
"Uh"
All of a sudden, there were shrill howls like the roar of evil spirits. The patriarch of the Xue clan and others felt that their eardrums were hurting and seemed to be broken, and subconsciously took a few steps back.
Those whistling sounds became more and more louder and louder, shaking the nine heavens at the top, and shaking the nine seclusions at the bottom, it was extremely terrifying.
The next moment, everyone was shocked to see that figures roared from the depths of Youmang. They were not ghosts, not dead.
But humans and other races.
It's just that at this moment, they don't have any vitality on them, what they have is only a strong decaying corpse, which makes people sick.
"It's a war corpse!"
Nan Wuyi exclaimed.
Everyone in the Snow Clan looked downcast, extremely ugly.
Battle corpses, this is one of the most terrifying things of the dead, and it is no less terrifying than the tree of death.
They have no life, they are dead things, but after refining the dead clan's secret method, they can preserve the combat power in front of them. When the dead clan fights, they will send many corpses first to clear the way for them.
When the Snow Clan assisted the Starry Sky Clan in the battle, many members of the clan perished at the hands of these corpses.
"Wow!"
Dozens of war corpses rushed madly under the control of the dead. They were in different shapes, some of them were withered, and some were only half a day old, which made people shudder.
What really changed the patriarch of the Snow Clan and the others was that all the corpses exuded extremely powerful auras, and the weakest ones were all high-level gods, among which there were nearly ten auras, which made them feel extremely depressed. Obviously, there is also the existence of the peak level of the gods in front of him.
? War corpses come to kill, rottenHis corpse aura came first, and it seemed to contain a strong sense of corrosion. Many gods were contaminated, and his skin instantly turned into dead ashes, and his vitality was rapidly passing away, as if he was about to be corroded to death.
"Don't be contaminated by the rotting corpse aura. These war corpses are lifeless, and you can kill them by destroying them." Nan Wuyi quickly reminded that many gods scattered wildly, not daring to touch those rotting corpses.
"The Snow Clan obeys the order. Once we die in battle, we choose to explode ourselves at the last moment. We cannot let the dead clan refine our bodies." The Snow Clan patriarch said solemnly.
Chi Tianshen and the others looked terrified, but also determined.
Even if it is death, no one wants to be insulted after death.
"kill!"
Hundreds of gods erupted almost at the same time, and the terrifying power of the gods continued to shatter the space, bombarding and killing the corpses.
"Boom!"
Most of the dozens of war corpses were shaken, but their bodies did not suffer too much damage. First, the realm in front of them is not weak, and many gods are not as good.
At the same time, those rotting corpses dissipated a lot of power, even the extreme killings of the Snow Clan patriarch and others were dispelled countless times, and finally gradually shattered under the killing of those peak corpses.
Can't stop the zombie from breaking through the ban.
They screamed fiercely, and the thick corpse aura went towards the void, trying to corrupt the sword master of Huangquan and destroy the inheritance.
"The high-level gods destroy these corpses, and the rest prevent the dead clan from escaping." The patriarch of the Snow Clan shouted loudly, and more than a dozen strong Snow Clan members bravely faced the corpses without fear of death.
Chi Tianshen and other powers looked at each other. Although they were afraid, they still joined forces with the Snow Clan to resist those war corpses.
The rest of the gods defend against the ghosts.
However, the appearance of the war corpse instantly restrained all the high-ranking gods, and how could the rest of them stop the dead clan from breaking the seal.
Especially in the dark and gloomy light, the ultimate gloomy light suddenly bloomed, and then bloomed quickly. It was actually three dead trees, breaking through the sky in an instant, and crazily rolling towards hundreds of gods.
Each death tree is more than ten thousand feet tall, and its power is stronger than the death tree in the snowy forbidden area. It seems to be able to break the shackles of the gods and bloom the power of the gods.
"ah¡¡"
Under such power and influence, how can those gods contend? In just a moment, many gods were swept away and swallowed by the death tree, screaming desperately.
Crash.
Many gods retreated in fear, and the dead race disappeared for countless years. Many people have never experienced the era when the dead race roamed the sky, and at this moment, they truly experienced the horror of the dead race.
The war corpse cleared the way, the death tree swept across, and before the ghosts of the dead race could make a move, it was already difficult for Chi Xiaotian, the elite gods, to resist.
This is the power of the dead race, the fourth terrifying race of the heavens and all races. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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