Chapter 70 Traces

"Boom..."

A black knife light cuts through the dark space like lightning. Instantly bombarded at the emerging demon gods, the power of demons and evil were intertwined with the cultivation of ancient human beings, and the violent energy ravaged arbitrarily, and wildly harvested the lives of Zambik's subordinates...

"Damn..."

Zanbik waved the magic wings behind him. A black energy ball appeared on the huge claws in an instant. Zambik is worthy of being one of the thirteen dark monarchs, and his strength is really strong. The evil energy is arbitrarily compressed into an energy ball.

"Humble ants, what if you change? It's also an ant-like existence. How dare you kill my subordinates? I'm going to throw you to ashes..." Zambik shouted crazily, as if he was going to devour this muotic ancient man in one fell swoop.

The black energy ball, with the momentum of destroying the world, intends to devour all the vitality. Instantly bombarded at the location of the mutants...

"Boom..."

The sound of explosions keeps coming...

The mutatic ancient people once again sacrificed a knife light and collided with the black energy ball. A huge body collapsed nearly a thousand corridor walls in an instant. On the battlefield, the mutatic ancient people were blown back by Zampic's anger. And within a thousand feet, the blood of the black demon clan was scattered all the ground. This shows how strong the power is under Zambik's blow, and the angry blow made this mutant ancient man unable to resist.

"Ji Jie... Damn ants dare to slaughter my subordinates. Do you know how awesome I am this time? The humble existence, I will definitely devour you, so as to relieve my hatred..." Zambeek seems to be very satisfied with the effect of his blow. Evil laughter kept ringing.

Dragon's anti-God consciousness has long gone with the repulsed mutants, and Zambik has such a strong blow. This muted ancient human still suffered heavy damage. However, the strong recovery ability of the demon clan, within a flick of a finger, the scars on the body of this mutant clan have all recovered. And at this time, the breath of the mutant people is also becoming more and more condensed, and the free magic energy in the unknown dark hall that can be seen by the naked eye is constantly absorbed and compressed.

"Hahaha... The garbage of the demon clan. He also dares to arrogantly call himself the monarch of the Dark Temple. Don't you and other demons have no strong people? With such ant-like strength, you still want to frustrate me. Haha... I want you to know that my ancient human beings were not as simple as you thought. Humph, let you, the so-called dark monarch, feel my anger. The mutant ancient people actually returned to the battlefield in an instant. The strong knife is mixed with the pressure of the demon clan, and the murderous intention is even stronger.

The mutatic ancient people were not afraid of Zambik and his thousands of demon gods. But the dragon countered the divine consciousness and sensed that this muted clan seemed to be burning the power of his soul.

"No, I still want to ask this people. How many secrets of the demon clan do you know? Can you find a way to leave here and return to ancient times? When the dragon thought of this, the already condensed knife could no longer be endured. The hot knife light, with boundless anger like murder, instantly roared at Zambik's place. At the same time, the dragon's body against the sky also rushed to the changed people...

"Wh, click, rumbling..."

Unmatched lethality, with hatred and anger. Whistling at the location of Zambik. At the same time, where the hot knife light passed, it arbitrarily wrang the life of the low-level demon god. Zambik seemed to be scared by the sudden blow, and the tall demon body kept retreating. Avoiding the sudden blow of the dragon against the sky.

"Ah..."

Zampik's subordinates were strangled at will by this sudden blow. Where the knife is affected, thousands of low-level demon gods directly turn into flying ash. Zambeek can avoid this strong blow. But his subordinates couldn't resist. There was boundless anger in Zambek's eyes, and the violent demon power kept pouring out. The energy ball compressed by the black evil force is like substance. Zambik's anger at this time was speechless, and there was only boundless murder in his eyes.

"Boom..."

The knife light collided with the energy ball. The violent energy caused a huge explosion, and thousands of corridor walls collapsed for a moment. Where Zambik could see, all his subordinates turned into flying ashes. Zambik's anger at this time was beyond resurraging.

"Damn, abominable... Damn ancient ants. If you dare to do this, I will definitely find you. Let you die humbly after tasting all the pain and humiliation..." Zambik roared angrily.

How can Zambik not be angry? As one of the monarchs of the Dark Hall, his subordinates were arbitrarily slaughtered by the enemy in front of his eyes. And he was fruitless under one blow. After being hit by himself, the mutant ancient people were actually stronger than before. However, just as Zambik was about to attack again. Unexpectedly, he was attacked by a hot knife, with incomparable lethality. Under this attack, Zambik's subordinates were killed and injured. However, at this time, the mutiny ancient people no longer appeared on the battlefield. The only thing left is a faint knife and the breath of ancient human beings.

"I must trample your ancient ants on the soles of your feet..." Zambik has explored it several times, but nothing has been found.

After sneaking on Zambik, the dragon flashed to the mutated ancient people. At the same time, a divine consciousness gushed out. This muted ancient man disappeared on the spot with the dragon against the sky. At this time, the dragon was hiding in a dark corridor with this muted ancient man. This place is full of dead bones like mountains. There are demon gods and ancient people.

"Friend, thank you for saving me... Poo..." The mutiny of the ancient people began to show signs of malaise.

At this time, the dragon looked at this mutatic ancient man. There was a ripple in his firm mind. Even though they suffered the pain of thousands of changes, many ancient people who were changed would rather die in battle and try their best to strive for more opportunities for the ancient times.

"Senior, the boy dragon is against the sky. I don't know the senior..." Long looked at the tall body in front of him, and his skin was covered with the scales of the demon clan, and the horns on his head turned out to be blood red. Hold this incomplete bone knife in the huge claw. Everywhere is a demon-like existence, only the face of ancient human beings. Even if it is changed, it can't be changed, and the black pupil. At this time, the vitality of this mutached ancient people seemed to be swallowed up by something, and the dragon's face was anxious for a moment.

"Friends, don't worry. I was saved by you today. After all, it's okay, but I regret it. For tens of millions of years, I haven't seen anyone for tens of millions of years. At the beginning, together with Dugu Shifeng, we were forcibly injected with the power of evil by the demon god Aino, and let us merge with the magic blood of the nine demon gods. In the end, let us become like this. However, in this way, the ancient people have long regarded us as demons and gods. Alas, what we look like now is not what we want... Cough..." The sound of coughing came from the dark corridor, which seemed so desolate.

"Senior, what's wrong with you..." At this time, the dragon felt that the vitality in the human body of this mutadic ancient race was intensifying. It won't be long before this clan will die.

"Friends, don't waste the repair. When I fought against Zambik, I had already burned the energy of my soul. I know in my heart that you have a lot of questions to ask. But I can't answer at this time. Only..." The huge claws unexpectedly sent out a stream of energy that kept pouring into the dragon's sea of knowledge against the sky. For a while, countless information appeared in the sea of dragons.

For a long time, the dragon opened his eyes against the sky and saw that the life opportunities of the ancient people had disappeared. But when the clan died, there were two lines of tears on his cheeks and a smile on his face.

"Feng Xingzi, you will definitely fulfill your wish against the sky..."

At this time, the dragon's eyes were extremely firm, and there was also a trace of sadness flashing.