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Chapter 2411 Prehistoric God Race

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    The hundred-day battle of Huntian finally came to an end.

    All the monks from the ten tribes who participated in the battle were teleported back to the Destiny Mountain by the Divine Eye of All Realms. There were casualties from all tribes, and the battle was very cruel.

    The surviving Tiannu were also teleported back. There were 3,456 in total, and most of them were semi-saints or saints. They were the ones who slipped through the net and had very few points.

    Among them, only four of the Great Sage Heavenly Slaves have killed immortal vampire monks, saved their lives, and gained freedom.

    The more than 3,000 remaining Heavenly slaves were killed on the spot, and their flesh and blood and holy souls were divided and eaten by monks from all races. It was worse than dying on the battlefield of Huntian.

    The points data on the diamond-shaped lenses have all disappeared, and no one knows the outcome of the battle between Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen at the last moment.  All the monks participating in the war are waiting anxiously.

    "The roar of the tiger and the roar of the dragon sounded, and the picture reflected by the eyes of the gods of all realms was shattered. I don't know what happened?"

    "How can there be the sound of tigers roaring and dragons roaring on the hunting battlefield?"

    "Could it be that the gods intervened in the Battle of Hunting Sky? At that time, I sensed an extremely powerful divine power. If it hadn't been for the Divine Eye of All Realms teleporting me away in time, I might have been shattered by the roar."  A great sage from the ghost race who had just entered the immortal realm said with lingering fear.

    At that time, he happened to be staying on the star of the ghost clan.

    A great sage from the Qinglu Temple asked Greedy Baby in a low voice, "Senior Brother Greedying, the Battle of Huntian is over. Why haven't Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen returned yet?"

    Greedy Baby raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Some accidents did happen on the Huntian battlefield. I'm afraid the two of them won't be able to come back!"

    This sentence was heard by many monks.

    So they came forward one after another to ask about the specific situation, but Greedy Baby had his hands on his chest, being very cold and sarcastic, and ignored them.  Apart from the monks from the Qinglu Temple, at this time, he only liked a few people such as Zhang Ruochen, Que, and Yan Wushen.  In his opinion, other monks were not qualified to talk to him.

    The great sages of the Immortal Vampire Clan gathered together. After hearing Greedy Baby's words, they all had solemn faces and were more anxious than any other clan.

    Only Mo Yin remained calm and composed, not believing that Zhang Ruochen would have an accident.  You know, if Zhang Ruochen died on the Huntian battlefield, she would die with him.

    Of course, ordinary monks don¡¯t know this secret.

    Even the vast majority of monks did not know that she was a parasitic plant cultivated by Zhang Ruochen.

    Lian Xi, Hong, Zhou Zhen, and Shentu Yunkong, who followed Zhang Ruochen to attend the Heaven Hunting Banquet, were still in Mingxi. When they heard all the news about Zhang Ruochen, they suddenly felt like the sky was falling.

    In the hell world, without Zhang Ruochen's protection, they might immediately become blood eaters.

    At this moment, there was a monk from the Rakshasa tribe, holding the thigh of a celestial slave and gnawing on it while walking past them.

    They were all nervous. For the first time, they realized deeply that Zhang Ruochen was so important to them and that their own lives were so fragile.

    "Zhang Ruochen, you must not die. What will we do if you die?" Zhou Zhen thought with a bitter look on his face.

    Ling Xi habitually raised her head and looked at the sky.

    There is nothing in the sky.

    But in the past hundred days of the Huntian Battle, she had seen with her own eyes from the projection screen in the sky that Zhang Ruochen had created miracles again and again, gradually reaching the peak of the Huntian Battlefield.

    That man seemed to have endless fighting power in his body and would never fall.

    "He probably won't fall on the last day." Lian Xi thought in her heart.

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    As if he had been sleeping for a thousand years, Zhang Ruochen's burning and painful body was moisturized by a cool force, and the pain disappeared, replaced by an incomparable sense of pleasure.

    Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes and found himself lying on the white beach.

    Although the sun in the sky is bright, the light is not so dazzling. When it shines on the body, it feels warm, as if bathing in a divine spring, and the whole body, limbs and bones relax.

    In the distance, the sea water is as blue as water, with rippling waves, and seabirds swooping down to eat fish. The scenery is beautiful and vibrant, completely different from the darkness and death of the hell world.

    Next to you, a giant tree with a height of 100 meters grew green leaves and dense branches hanging down, like a green umbrella.  Dots of crystal light escape from the leaves, like white rain.

    Sitting up, Zhang Ruochen had a trace of confusion on his face and said to himself:nbsp; Zhang Ruochen immediately spoke and said, "Honored God, can you not be the leader?"

    Yan Wushen was surprised and looked sideways.

    He knows that Zhang Ruochen is very arrogant, but you actually don't even look down on your status as "the leader of the prehistoric god species". You don't take the prehistoric god species seriously, right?

    ¡°Do you know that many gods want to be the guides of the Golden White Tiger Burial, but they don¡¯t have the chance.

    Before God Welfare could ask, Gold Burial White Tiger said first: "God Welfare, I have a secret that I need to report to you. It concerns the monk on my back."

    Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen's expression condensed.

    "No, this white tiger is too unprincipled. It just doesn't want to be your guide. Are you going to turn your back on me now?"

    Zhang Ruochen only knew that the White Tiger Burying Gold could read his thoughts, but it was still unknown whether it could read his memories.

    If you can read the memory, the trouble will be very big and many people will be affected.

    Most likely it can read the memory. After all, its mental power is much stronger than Zhang Ruochen. When Zhang Ruochen was sleeping, his mental defense was extremely low, and he was afraid that everything had been done to him!

    What a beast.

    I thought you were stupid, but I didn¡¯t expect you to be a scheming bitch.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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