Chapter 16 The Strong Blood Family of the Human race

This makes the momentum of the ancestors of the corpse and the old human race comparable.

"The corpse realm is rampant. This is the vicious magic power of the corpse clan poisoning and extermination of living creatures and infringing all the world into zombies. The corpse poison infection spreads and reproduction is simply turning the world into a walking corpse hell. You zombie monster, hateful, hateful, hateful!" The old man of the human race looked at the corpse ancestor with "rotten corpse bat wings" who appeared behind him, "Unfortunately, he met me."

"Then refine you into my zombies and walking corpse puppets, and let you open up new corpse territories for me in the human race. The human race can finally be extinct and become zombies." The ancestor of the corpse had a dark blood mouth, and suddenly a rotten and dirty blood river spewed out and hung upside down in the sky.

The original corpse and blood can be regarded as homologous, but they belong to different types. Basically, the reproduction ability of the race belonging to the corpse is extremely low, which can be regarded as zero fertility, but it can destroy creatures of other races and infect and assimilate into various corpses through the spread of corpse poison, which is a metaphor for walking corpses, zombies, rotting zombies, zombies, blood corpses... to strengthen their own ethnic group and develop their own forces. .

Therefore, the corpse clan and blood clan are the most harmful to the rest of the ethnic groups. As long as an ancestor of the corpse clan can destroy all other creatures and develop their own ethnic groups. Its development is based on the destruction of other ethnic groups, and therefore it is hated by the rest of the ethnic groups.

The ancestors of the corpse clan stepped on the dirty blood river, looked up to the sky and cried and roared, the corpse moved the starry sky, and the whole corpse absorbed the stars and swallowed the moon, all emitting an extremely powerful breath, combined with all planes of the universe of heaven and earth, as if the whole body was covered with space-time wormholes, reaching thousands of people.

"A move from me, the corpse clan rises, and the corpses are everywhere!" Between the golden and brilliant square sky painting halberd sketches, the corpse mountain and sea of blood, one weight after another, the violent rotten corpse bat wings, blowing the eight wilderness and six.

The eyes of the old man of the human race remained unchanged, and the green divine wood in his hand was a stick, and he collided directly without fancy.

A shot bombarded on the Fangtian painting halberd. The five fingers of the human old man were like hooks, and the edge of the green god wood appeared. With a slight movement, the whole sky was shrouded under his shadow of his stick. The light of the square sky painting halberd kept jumping under his palm tree, but it could never fly out.

"The corpse covers the sky, and pulls up the world!" The ancestor of the corpse clan moved his hands, and every white corpse hair in his body stood upright, "exploding hair", and the whole thing changed from a white-haired zombie to a huge porcupine.

He waved an animated halberd and regarded the whole void as the sea. He was turning over the river and the sea.

The painting halberd broke away from the suppression of the human old man's Ayi Qingtianmu, such as the ancient python, which pierced straight and shot at the eyebrows of the old man of the human race, in order to break his ancestralqiao and destroy his soul.

The human old man's body did not move. The Ayi Qing Tianmu in his hand scratched up, resisted the sharpness of the halberd, and then twisted it outward. The whole crescent edge of the halberd was twisted down by the divine wood in his hand.

His hands, Ayi Qingtianmu, fell again, and the crescent edge turned into dust.

"No, you dare to destroy my blade, blood sea corpse whip, I will whip it! Draw! "Do!" As soon as the ancestor of the corpse clan saw that the blade in his hand was damaged, he was so anxious that he took back the damaged Fang Tianhua halberd, replaced it with a huge bloody long whip, and rolled it into the hands of the old human race.

At this time, two human old men came together in the sky. Seeing that the original old man was fighting with a corpse ancestor, the powerful old man among them exclaimed first: "Master Mu, we are just going to explore the battlefield of the war between the winged man and the demon clan. How did you get along with this old man? The zombies fought and fought in vain. Let's go back quickly.

"Master Long, let's fight together, work together to drive away this old zombie, and then leave quickly!" The mighty old man greeted him again and quickly joined the regiment to help the old man who was originally called the owner of the wooden family.

"Lord Xing, Lord Long, you came in time to help me quickly and work together to kill this old zombie. I was entangled and couldn't get rid of it. The owner of the Mu family was overjoyed to see his companion.

These three old human elders are actually masters of usurging the peak of the heavenly realm and the realm of nirvana. They call each other the heads of families, and they should be the heads of several cultivation families in the human race. Yun Yiyang doesn't know much about these, and it is impossible to know these three old owners.

"Brother, do you doubt the identity of these three old masters? This is the inheritance of several special bloodlines in our human race. The owners of the family who practice large families, and the Ying family of our heroic sect. The Feng family in the Phoenix Palace in the south is the same family blood inheritance. The owner of the Mu family is the wooden family in the eastern Qingdi City, and the owner of the dragon family is the southeast. The Long family in Dongao City, the head of the Xing family, is the Xing family in the central Xingtian City. These big families have huge city territory, belonging to all kinds of princes, and even local kings. Although they are not as famous as our heroic gate and Lihuang Palace, the major families should not be underestimated. They are all tens of thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years. A rich family has a strong foundation and has a tendency to directly challenge the Shenzhou Empire. Even the court should actively engage in it, and dare not be careless at all." Ying Yangzi lurked in Yun Yiyang's body and knew that Yun Yiyang did not understand these old masters, so he actively explained to him.

Just as the Xing family owner and the Dragon family owner of the human race came over, the battle between the owner of the Mu family and the ancestors of the corpse clan had reached a white-hot level.

The rotten bat wings behind the ancestors of the corpse clan kept flapping, turning into a dirty blood-colored river, full of air, and the bloody corpse whip closed vertically and horizontally. Wherever it sweeps, it turned into a rotten corpse gas, surrounded by evil spirits, and the fierce traces of hell flashed above.

The criminal family who has just joined is in vain, with a pair of dry relatives in his hand, and an ancient picture appears behind it. In the ancient picture, ghosts and immortals appear in it, and the "dry Qi dance" is displayed, and every blow is like a god descending to earth, destroying the world and recreating the universe.

Just as the ancestor of the corpse clan swept again and resisted the two owners, suddenly the dragon owner clenched his fists, and then pointed forward with his right hand. A simple sacrificial tripod flew out. He bowed all over his body, as if he was kowtowing to the sky. From the dark, he borrowed an extremely huge power. Behind him, there was a huge The god of society appeared, and a loud voice resounded: "The society of the country, sacrifices Yongchang, dust into dragons, heaven and earth, clouds move in all directions, and peace."

In an instant, in the world, the joy of all kinds of prosperity resounded, centering on the dragon owner, smallpox, golden lotus, swords, magic weapons... All kinds of strange sacrificial tributes, raindrops fell down and disappeared.