Great Antiquity: I, Jiuzhuang Jindan, Want to Eat Me!

　　Among them, the patriarch of the dead clan, or the clan of leaders, is known as: the ghost clan!And how this Nether clan is, it only means that it is very powerful. It is not clear how powerful it is, and what Dao it cultivates.

　　However, whether it is the other side of the flower clan, or the race that refines the three-born stone, they all belong to the nether clan in name. " Tongtian said slowly, telling the previous discovery.

　　Xuan Qing fell into silence: "Nether clan. In the known history of Honghuang, I have never heard of such a clan."

　　"That's natural. This race has long since become extinct. Even the traces have disappeared. If it hadn't been discovered by accident this time, I would never have imagined that there was such a powerful race in the past, leading countless races, and created the Death of the Dead. One family." Tongtian said again.

　　"Yeah. No one knows how many races there are in the prehistoric dynasties. However, the leader of this dead clan is known as the Nether clan. What about the rest of the races?" Xuan Qing was also curious.

　　"The information I have collected is too incomplete. I don't know exactly how it is. It's not as lucky as you, to get a Three-Life Stone and so many other flower seeds." Tongtian said casually.

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　　Along with this conversation, a whistling spread.

　　"Roar...."

　　That whistling, accompanied by screams, made Xuan Qing and Tong Tian end their conversation and stare at the outside world.

　　Immediately, Xuanqing and Tongtian, without bothering to chat, rushed out of the ruined hall and came outside.

　　Now, many monks have arrived outside this broken hall.So many monks wailed a little.

　　The mourning monk was touched by something unknown, and finally the Dao Rhyme that spread here turned into decay, turned into dust, and fell into the earth.

　　The appearance of the turned dust, interwoven with pure death energy, blends with this place.

　　In a short while, many monks fell.The resources they carried and the life they contained all fell into this place and turned into dust.Eventually a lot of dust accumulates, forming mounds.

　　It makes the earth look very calm.

　　Xuan Qing stared at such a scene, looking at the vast land, a trace of astonishment appeared in his heart.

　　Not only that, but many great powers are staring at this time, and the same is true.

　　"Hi... the fallen monks turned into dust, and finally accumulated into black soil. Is there so much black soil here, is it possible that they were transformed by the fall of life?"

　　"Is it all true? The dust that the fallen monks turned into, and the black earth, exudes the same nature. If nothing else, then this piece of land is really all the endless monks, and it turned into after the fall!"

　　"A monk produces a little dust and accumulates in the earth. And a little dust gathers to form an endless earth, which is too terrifying."

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Chapter 526

　　Many monks here are stunned, staring at the earth here, and they all know how this black earth came from.

　　Even Xuan Qing, or Tongtian, staring at the earth here, is inexplicably a little dignified.

　　The fall of a Daoguo cultivator just turned into a handful of dust and fell on the ground.How many cultivators must have fallen and turned into dust to form the pitch-black earth in front of them.

　　Xuan Qing is dignified, and it is also stunned.It is hard to imagine that the burial ground was formed in this way.

　　In addition to feeling emotional, in the yellow spring water, I don't know when, there was a roar.

　　"Roar....."

　　The roaring sound, with corruption and murderous intent, turned into a streamer, and killed the monks who came forward.

　　Many monks stared, felt the crisis, and could not help but arrive.

　　It is a pity that a Daoguo cultivator who used his magical powers was destroyed and annihilated before he approached this streamer.Especially under the many changes, this cultivator turned into fly ash.

　　The shadow was terrifying, and wherever it passed, many monks were killed.Made a lot of Taoist monks, forced to cooperate.

　　"Kill, force this monster out." A Daoguo cultivator roared.

　　"You have to force it out and kill him." Another Daoguo roared.

　　Many dao fruits were killed, but there was a roar from the shadow.Daoyin buzzed, destroying many killings and killing many Daoguo cultivators.

　　Originally, after the war of ten thousand races, the few Daoguo cultivators gradually recovered.Humans are proud to have more than a hundred Dao Fruits.Who knows, staying here, in just a short while, more than a hundred Dao Fruits will fall.

　　That black shadow was truly terrifying and tyrannical.

　　However, after all, too many monks forced this shadow out.

　　The black shadow appeared, staring at the sky, intertwined with Dao rhyme, and turned into a vast murderous intent.

　　"Roar..." It was a monster with a dragon head and hair, like a dog and a dragon.

　　Under the strange appearance of this place, it is also extremely dangerous and extremely terrifying.Among the sharp fangs, there is bloodthirsty and murderous intent.

　　This monster seems to have no wisdom, just instinct, killing many monks.

　　Many monks resisted, fought against this monster, and killed each other.

　　Xuan Qing stared at this thing and was also curious: "What kind of monster is this, I have never heard of it, I have never seen it before. However, hiding in the burial ground is related to the dead clan?"

　　"The clan. This is the clan. According to the information obtained before, the leader of the clan of the dead is the Nether clan. The fighters of the clan of the dead are the clan of the clan. The innate immortality, the innate talent of immortality and immortality. . . .

　　According to records.The talent of the Zhu family is their flesh.Immortal, immortal, difficult to dissolve.Even if one kills the spirits of the Zong clan, leaving a trace of his body, he can recover with the years and eventually his true body.At most, the soul dissipates.

　　Now, this clan seems to be like this.The soul is broken, there is no wisdom, only instinct.However, the remaining little flesh and blood, along with the recovery of the years, turned into the flesh of the current Zong clan. " Tongtian said so, staring at this Zong clan also became curious.

　　Xuan Qing's eyes flickered, with excitement, it was difficult to tell.

　　At this moment, Zi Yun is a voice transmission: "Master, the Zhai family! The Zong family you have been looking for all the time."

　　Xuan Qing is also whistling in his heart, and he is very clear that he has to find the Zong family for so many years.

　　You must know that Xuanqing had to create a family of zombies a long time ago.You can rely on the burial of the flesh and the shrinking floods that fill the avenue of death, and it is difficult to create a zombie family at all.Now, after so many years, no zombies are born.

　　When thinking about the birth of the zombie family, the first four zombies come to mind.But no matter the source of any zombie, it all comes from 'Xiao'.

　　It's a pity that Xuan Qing searched the flood for many years, but couldn't find a monk like 'Chu, or a living being' in the flood.

　　Found it now.Emotions are a race of ancient times.An extremely powerful race, the innate supernatural powers are immortal and immortal.

　　These races are mysterious and tyrannical.The soul is broken, and the body is restored.

　　Today, such a chariot rushes to kill many monks, kills them, and devours them.As if to restore memory.

　　Xuan Qing stared, thinking inwardly, and also thought of how to create a zombie family.

　　Xuan Qing pondered, this 'drop killed many monks.

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　　'Chu also suffered heavy losses, but swallowed many monks, gradually recovered, and became more and more brave.

　　Man, this is horrible too.Made many monks speechless.

　　Xuan Qing hesitated, but Tong Tian was excited, and his whole body was buzzing with sword energy, as if he was about to kill the world.

　　Xuan Qing stared at it, but asked, "Uncle Shi, are you ready to take action?"

　　"Yes, while the news is not spread. I will take the first shot and capture this 'dropout clan. After all, this is a descendant of a demon or a demon god." Tongtian said with great surprise.

　　"A living descendant of the demon god? Uncle Shi.... What do you mean, this clan is a race that contains the blood of the chaotic demon god?" Xuan Qing couldn't help but think of something.

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　　"That's right... The reason why the Zhai clan is strong is that they come from the undead demon god. They are the descendants of the undead demon god. Although they are not directly related, they are also stained with a few traces of the demon god."

　　Sword Qi swept across, beheading endless decay and endless death.The condensed sword energy has also turned into billions of sword lights, bright and radiant, illuminating even the years.

　　At that moment, the sword energy seemed to pass through destiny, intercepting the essence of all things and killing the Zong family in front of him.

　　That clan, dealing with many monks.But he also instinctively felt that the sword energy that came from a distance had a more terrifying threat.

　　For this reason, this clan roared like a wild beast: "Roar..."

　　The Zhai clan roared, as if they were using a kind of natal supernatural power.The dust of the world is intertwined, and the turbulent sound waves roared.Destroy everything you go.

　　Under such a roar, it was somewhat arrogant to fight against the sword energy.

　　The sword qi destroyed, cut off the roaring sound, and cut off the endless dust raised.

　　"boom......"

　　The final explosion caused the sword energy to pass through this clan.It is a pity that the scars of this roaring clan, which were slashed by the sword energy, returned to normal in a very fast time, as if they had not suffered any damage.

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Chapter 527

　　Flood, burial ground!

　　It is unimaginable that a random place of chance hides the traces of ancient times.What I didn't expect was that there were ancient monks hidden here, the rumored Zong family.

　　Regarding the Zhu family, it is estimated that no one knows about the prehistoric times today.Only Xuan Qing, relying on the memory of later generations, knows a little.However, he was a little bit puzzled about this race and how much he was wearing.

　　Tongtian found information about this family from the incomplete traces here.Who knows, the Zhai clan has a wreck, and now it roars like a wild beast and kills it recklessly.

　　Today, Tongtian kills decisively, raises the Qingping sword to cut out the sword energy, and the sword energy turns into a river, condensed into hundreds of millions of feet, intertwined with time, and condensed into a sword glow.

　　In the sword glow, it is very pure and very vast.Staring, like watching the avenue.Staring, it is like watching Qiqi[-] to the grand kendo.

　　It seems that this sword glow is unremarkable.There is no supernatural power, and there is no killing shock.You can stare at the power of this sword, and you are very clear about the endless power contained in this swordsmanship.It is definitely a trick that they have cultivated for endless years and are difficult to use.

　　With a kind of atmosphere, back to nature.The ultimate essence of supernatural power is the Dao after all.

　　The avenue swept, fell into the 'drop!

　　"Roar......"

　　The roaring roar, the buzzing buzzing, the magnificent spread, interweaved with endless power.

　　The Zhu family, the innate magical powers include immortality of the physical body, as well as this kind of roar.The avenue of sound follows, unparalleled, and under the roar, everything is lost.

　　At that moment, the years were intertwined, and the great road seemed to be shaken by such roars.

　　That roar swept through, intertwined with sword energy.

　　"boom....."

　　At that moment, the sound wave exploded, making the years vast.