The tunnel was very long, and An Zheng took a quick look at the murals on both sides. Basically, he already knew about the spirit tribe here. This was a group of spirit tribe with special abilities. Tan Shanse was a powerful army at the beginning. .
An Zheng: "If it really wasn't a problem, you wouldn't talk so much nonsense. Don't wait any longer. Your helpers are all out there and can't be spared to help you. Find a way to save yourself."
The purple electric current rushed over like a mad dragon. The water dragon was entangled with the thunder dragon in mid-air. The water vapor immediately rose up. Still in less than a second, the arrogant-looking water dragon was directly evaporated by the thunder dragon. , turned into a puff of white smoke and disappeared.
He looked around: "Answer me a question, what did you do with the corpses of those ancient human monks?"
And these spirits cleverly hid here after the war to avoid being pursued by human practitioners later. Obviously they also suffered heavy losses in that war, and they would not have hidden themselves if they still maintained their strength.
"The Spirit Race appeared much earlier than your human race, and is much nobler than your human race. This world should have been ruled by us who are more noble, but due to bad luck, we have to live in the underground world to avoid the strong human race. Until later we found a way... to find the most evil one among the human race and help him at all costs, haha... In this way, you humans will kill each other more than we kill ourselves. ”
An Zheng stepped forward: "This really stabbed you to death."
An Zheng: "You don't pretend to be anything like it. It's a double-layered illusion. Why don't you try again and see if you can add a few more layers?"
An Zheng raised his hand and pointed upward, and the power of purple Yuan Lei roared out. The electric current wrapped around the flame giant like a rope, and then suddenly tightened... With a bang, the flame giant was strangled. It shattered, and the flames sprayed out in all directions. The thunder mixed with the flames became stronger and stronger. After a few seconds, the sea of fire turned into a thunderstorm, and the entire hall was like a thunder pool.
An Zheng laughed: "But I am still interested in your treasure, and I plan to get it myself."
An Zheng put the scepter into the space of his blood bead bracelet and shook his neck: "Is it my turn?"
They stole a large number of corpses of ancient cultivators, possibly to draw strength from them.
They stole a large number of corpses of ancient cultivators, possibly to draw strength from them.
The King of the Spirit Clan raised his scepter: "Do you really think I can't do anything to you? Our Spirit Clan holds the purest elemental power in the world, and all elements are our weapons. Although I am old, Killing you is not a problem."
"earth!"
At the end of the tunnel is a hall, which is very wide. In the middle of the hall is a huge seat. Leaning on the seat is an old man from the Eldar race who looks to be in his final years. It should be difficult for him to even move, and even his head can't be moved. Unable to lift it up, he rolled his eyes to look at An Zheng.
An Zheng stepped forward: "This really stabbed you to death."
Before the next words could be shouted out, An Zheng suddenly teleported over and grabbed the scepter... The scepter was a sacred object of the Spiritual Race. It only takes a moment for a person to hold it in his hand and burn it to ashes. However... An Zheng didn't seem to care.
An Zheng hooked his fingers and thrust the Divine Sword into the back of the Spirit Tribe King.
A black whirlwind appeared immediately, and dense wind blades swept towards An Zheng.
The face of the King of the Spirit Race became paler and paler. The three consecutive elemental powers did not pose any threat to An Zheng, but An Zheng only had one counterattack.
"I was still found by you people."
"What should I do so that you can promise me not to destroy our spiritual race?"
"Yeah, how can anyone not take revenge?"
He didn't move his mouth when he spoke, apparently making the sounds through ventriloquism or something like that.
An Zheng still stood there without moving. When the black wind blade was about to get close to his body, thunder power was suddenly released. The elemental powers were mutually reinforcing each other, but there was no conclusion. There were different opinions on which elemental power restrained which elemental power. In fact, when the power of a certain element is extremely powerful, other elements cannot be restrained.
The King of the Eldar answered with a smile, his voice making people's hair stand on end.
"If you were at your peak tens of thousands of years ago, I really can't beat you at my current level... It's a pity that you can't do it now."
An Zheng looked at him: "You seem to have been waiting for this day to come."
Two steel giants as heavy as mountains came out. One was carrying a huge mountain ax in his hand, and the other was carrying a sledgehammer. When these two giants moved forward, the ground would shake with every step they took. one time.
They stole a large number of corpses of ancient cultivators, possibly to draw strength from them.
An Zheng hummed: "That's a good idea."
"Then I have to try to see if my old body can still kill people."
"Yeah, how can anyone not take revenge?"
An Zheng stepped forward: "This really stabbed you to death."
The King of the Spirit Tribe snorted and pointed his scepter at An Zheng: "Wind!"
The Eldar old man laughed, and his laughter was like the sound of an owl.
"Crush it into powder and drink it."
An Zheng laughed: "But I am still interested in your treasure, and I plan to get it myself."
"water!"
An Zheng shrugged: "You can try again."
At the end of the tunnel is a hall, which is very wide. In the middle of the hall is a huge seat. Leaning on the seat is an old man from the Eldar race who looks to be in his final years. It should be difficult for him to even move, and even his head can't be moved. Unable to lift it up, he rolled his eyes to look at An Zheng.
The old man asked An Zheng.
An Zheng hooked his fingers and thrust the Divine Sword into the back of the Spirit Tribe King.
An Zheng sensed the location of the bronze door. The key pointed to a place still deeper, but not far away.
The King of the Eldar answered with a smile, his voice making people's hair stand on end.
An Zheng raised his hand and pointed upward, and the power of purple Yuan Lei roared out. The electric current wrapped around the flame giant like a rope, and then suddenly tightened... With a bang, the flame giant was strangled. It shattered, and the flames sprayed out in all directions. The thunder mixed with the flames became stronger and stronger. After a few seconds, the sea of fire turned into a thunderstorm, and the entire hall was like a thunder pool.
An Zheng said: "It's a pity... I don't have the habit of drinking bone meal, but I can grind your bones into powder."
He stretched out his hand and wiped it, and the spirit king's aura was wiped off the scepter! That was the most precious treasure of the Spirit Clan, and it contained not only the aura of this Spirit Clan King, but also the auras of previous Spirit Clan kings, all of which were wiped out by An Zheng's barbaric and unreasonable methods.
"What should I do so that you can promise me not to destroy our spiritual race?"
An Zheng pointed at the crown: "Do the dozen gems represent that your clan has respected more than a dozen masters?"
A water dragon appeared out of thin air with a loud roar. The water dragon circled half a circle in mid-air and then dived towards An Zheng. The waves of water surged into the sky.
A monstrous sea of fire appeared, and the entire hall was swallowed up by the flames. There seemed to be evil spirits burrowing up and down in the churning flames, waiting to get close to An Zheng and pull An Zheng into the sea of fire, but An Zheng was as stable as a mountain. Moving, the evil spirits in the fire quickly gathered together to form a flame giant, which stepped on An Zheng's head.
He looked around: "Answer me a question, what did you do with the corpses of those ancient human monks?"
"What should I do so that you can promise me not to destroy our spiritual race?"
The old man asked An Zheng.
He stretched out his hand and wiped it, and the spirit king's aura was wiped off the scepter! That was the most precious treasure of the Spirit Clan, and it contained not only the aura of this Spirit Clan King, but also the auras of previous Spirit Clan kings, all of which were wiped out by An Zheng's barbaric and unreasonable methods.
The old man never thought that An Zheng would say this. This is one of the secrets of this clan... They believe in the power of evil. Since the emergence of this clan, they have always had the habit of respecting the most evil people as their masters. Then The crown has been passed down for a long time, and the dozen or so gemstones really symbolize the masters they once followed.
"Crush it into powder and drink it."
The old man's expression obviously changed.
The purple electric current rushed over like a mad dragon. The water dragon was entangled with the thunder dragon in mid-air. The water vapor immediately rose up. Still in less than a second, the arrogant-looking water dragon was directly evaporated by the thunder dragon. , turned into a puff of white smoke and disappeared.
"How to do it? You can't do anything."
He looked around: "Answer me a question, what did you do with the corpses of those ancient human monks?"
As soon as the black wind blade reached An Zheng, it was crushed to pieces by the violent thunder, and it didn't even last a second.
A black whirlwind appeared immediately, and dense wind blades swept towards An Zheng.
"What should I do so that you can promise me not to destroy our spiritual race?"
An Zheng said: "It's a pity... I don't have the habit of drinking bone meal, but I can grind your bones into powder."
"Then I have to try to see if my old body can still kill people."
An Zheng lowered his head and looked at it: "The grade is not bad, it has all attributes, take it back and use it as a toy for Xiao Qidao."
The old man's expression obviously changed.
"How to do it? You can't do anything."
And these spirits cleverly hid here after the war to avoid being pursued by human practitioners later. Obviously they also suffered heavy losses in that war, and they would not have hidden themselves if they still maintained their strength.
The King of the Spirit Clan stood up holding on to the armrest of the throne, stretched out his hand, and a golden scepter appeared in his palm.
And these spirits cleverly hid here after the war to avoid being pursued by human practitioners later. Obviously they also suffered heavy losses in that war, and they would not have hidden themselves if they still maintained their strength.
"Why didn't you commit suicide?"
With a buzzing sound, a circle of light visible to the naked eye spread rapidly from the old man's body to all directions, and soon covered the entire hall. An Zheng stood there motionless. The old man was obviously disappointed after waiting for a while.
"fire!"
The old man asked An Zheng.
They stole a large number of corpses of ancient cultivators, possibly to draw strength from them.
"Why didn't you commit suicide?"
An Zheng: "If it really wasn't a problem, you wouldn't talk so much nonsense. Don't wait any longer. Your helpers are all out there and can't be spared to help you. Find a way to save yourself."
The old man asked An Zheng.
An Zheng's answer was simple and clear. He didn't know when the Reversal Divine Sword had floated behind that guy.
The King of the Spirit Tribe had used the power of the five elements, but it did not pose any threat to An Zheng. An Zheng used the power of Yuan Lei to fight from the beginning to the end, defeating ten thousand forces with one force.
An Zheng hummed: "That's a good idea."
"What should I do so that you can promise me not to destroy our spiritual race?"
An Zheng shrugged: "You can try again."
As soon as the black wind blade reached An Zheng, it was crushed to pieces by the violent thunder, and it didn't even last a second.
An Zheng said: "It is still an amazing illusion, combining real power with illusion. As I said, if you were at your peak tens of thousands of years ago, you would definitely be able to kill me now, but you at your peak tens of thousands of years ago In my eyes tens of thousands of years ago, he was even weaker..."
There were bursts of clanging sounds, and all the golden elements in the air gathered together, forming dense spears and shooting towards An Zheng. An Zheng just glanced at it, and the thunder whip swept out. Wherever it passed, those spears were All turned into molten iron.
The old man shook his head: "Forget it, let's not try, I'm too old... There is a treasure behind me. As long as you promise me not to completely destroy my spiritual clan, I will dedicate everything in the treasure to you... I know that hatred is difficult to resolve. Yes, but it’s been so long, so it’s probably okay to leave some children to my spirit clan.”
An Zheng looked at him: "You seem to have been waiting for this day to come."
The tunnel was very long, and An Zheng took a quick look at the murals on both sides. Basically, he already knew about the spirit tribe here. This was a group of spirit tribe with special abilities. Tan Shanse was a powerful army at the beginning. .
"Why didn't you commit suicide?"
The tunnel was very long, and An Zheng took a quick look at the murals on both sides. Basically, he already knew about the spirit tribe here. This was a group of spirit tribe with special abilities. Tan Shanse was a powerful army at the beginning. .
"How to do it? You can't do anything."
The surrounding environment shook for a moment. The old man was still on the throne, but he didn't look that old. He was sitting on the throne with a very upright posture and a golden crown on his head, which was also inlaid with more than a dozen bright stars. Gems, An Zheng noticed, one of them is a purple crystal, which seems to be the same thing as the amethyst that Tanshanse is good at using, but the atmosphere is slightly different. Even Tanshanse cannot be found here after being closed for tens of thousands of years. , obviously the special power on the amethyst has been erased.
An Zheng: "You don't pretend to be anything like it. It's a double-layered illusion. Why don't you try again and see if you can add a few more layers?"
"water!"
"This is not a hallucination."
"Crush it into powder and drink it."
The King of the Spirit Tribe snorted and pointed his scepter at An Zheng: "Wind!"
The old man's expression obviously changed.
"I was still found by you people."
The King of the Spirit Clan stood up holding on to the armrest of the throne, stretched out his hand, and a golden scepter appeared in his palm.
An Zheng said: "It is still an amazing illusion, combining real power with illusion. As I said, if you were at your peak tens of thousands of years ago, you would definitely be able to kill me now, but you at your peak tens of thousands of years ago In my eyes tens of thousands of years ago, he was even weaker..."
An Zheng shrugged: "You can try again."
An Zheng lowered his head and looked at it: "The grade is not bad, it has all attributes, take it back and use it as a toy for Xiao Qidao."
They stole a large number of corpses of ancient cultivators, possibly to draw strength from them.
The face of the King of the Spirit Race became paler and paler. The three consecutive elemental powers did not pose any threat to An Zheng, but An Zheng only had one counterattack.
An Zheng said slowly: "The first level of illusion made me think that you were really powerless. There was a power in the illusion that forced me to commit suicide, but I broke it. The second level of illusion was the most vicious. This illusion is your first layer of illusion that was broken by me, so it looks extremely real. In fact, you are still in the illusion now. You said that you have a treasure behind you and you are willing to offer it to me to relax my mind. As long as it is relaxed, You have an opportunity.”
"I was still found by you people."
The King of the Spirit Tribe raised his hand fiercely: "Wait a minute, I have something to say!"
An Zheng: "You don't pretend to be anything like it. It's a double-layered illusion. Why don't you try again and see if you can add a few more layers?"
The King of the Spirit Clan raised his scepter: "Do you really think I can't do anything to you? Our Spirit Clan holds the purest elemental power in the world, and all elements are our weapons. Although I am old, Killing you is not a problem."
A black whirlwind appeared immediately, and dense wind blades swept towards An Zheng.
An Zheng laughed: "But I am still interested in your treasure, and I plan to get it myself."
A water dragon appeared out of thin air with a loud roar. The water dragon circled half a circle in mid-air and then dived towards An Zheng. The waves of water surged into the sky.
He looked around: "Answer me a question, what did you do with the corpses of those ancient human monks?"
The surrounding environment shook for a moment. The old man was still on the throne, but he didn't look that old. He was sitting on the throne with a very upright posture and a golden crown on his head, which was also inlaid with more than a dozen bright stars. Gems, An Zheng noticed, one of them is a purple crystal, which seems to be the same thing as the amethyst that Tanshanse is good at using, but the atmosphere is slightly different. Even Tanshanse cannot be found here after being closed for tens of thousands of years. , obviously the special power on the amethyst has been erased.
A monstrous sea of fire appeared, and the entire hall was swallowed up by the flames. There seemed to be evil spirits burrowing up and down in the churning flames, waiting to get close to An Zheng and pull An Zheng into the sea of fire, but An Zheng was as stable as a mountain. Moving, the evil spirits in the fire quickly gathered together to form a flame giant, which stepped on An Zheng's head.
An Zheng looked at him: "You seem to have been waiting for this day to come."
An Zheng pointed at the crown: "Do the dozen gems represent that your clan has respected more than a dozen masters?"
The old man's expression obviously changed.
"Crush it into powder and drink it."
An Zheng: "You don't pretend to be anything like it. It's a double-layered illusion. Why don't you try again and see if you can add a few more layers?"
As soon as the black wind blade reached An Zheng, it was crushed to pieces by the violent thunder, and it didn't even last a second.
He looked around: "Answer me a question, what did you do with the corpses of those ancient human monks?"
The old man never thought that An Zheng would say this. This is one of the secrets of this clan... They believe in the power of evil. Since the emergence of this clan, they have always had the habit of respecting the most evil people as their masters. Then The crown has been passed down for a long time, and the dozen or so gemstones really symbolize the masters they once followed.
The surrounding environment shook for a moment. The old man was still on the throne, but he didn't look that old. He was sitting on the throne with a very upright posture and a golden crown on his head, which was also inlaid with more than a dozen bright stars. Gems, An Zheng noticed, one of them is a purple crystal, which seems to be the same thing as the amethyst that Tanshanse is good at using, but the atmosphere is slightly different. Even Tanshanse cannot be found here after being closed for tens of thousands of years. , obviously the special power on the amethyst has been erased.
A water dragon appeared out of thin air with a loud roar. The water dragon circled half a circle in mid-air and then dived towards An Zheng. The waves of water surged into the sky.
With a buzzing sound, a circle of light visible to the naked eye spread rapidly from the old man's body to all directions, and soon covered the entire hall. An Zheng stood there motionless. The old man was obviously disappointed after waiting for a while.
The King of the Spirit Clan stood up holding on to the armrest of the throne, stretched out his hand, and a golden scepter appeared in his palm.
A water dragon appeared out of thin air with a loud roar. The water dragon circled half a circle in mid-air and then dived towards An Zheng. The waves of water surged into the sky.
"How to do it? You can't do anything."
An Zheng looked at him: "You seem to have been waiting for this day to come."
Two steel giants as heavy as mountains came out. One was carrying a huge mountain ax in his hand, and the other was carrying a sledgehammer. When these two giants moved forward, the ground would shake with every step they took. one time.
"The Spirit Race appeared much earlier than your human race, and is much nobler than your human race. This world should have been ruled by us who are more noble, but due to bad luck, we have to live in the underground world to avoid the strong human race. Until later we found a way... to find the most evil one among the human race and help him at all costs, haha... In this way, you humans will kill each other more than we kill ourselves. ”
The King of the Spirit Tribe raised his hand fiercely: "Wait a minute, I have something to say!"
The old man shook his head: "Forget it, let's not try, I'm too old... There is a treasure behind me. As long as you promise me not to completely destroy my spiritual clan, I will dedicate everything in the treasure to you... I know that hatred is difficult to resolve. Yes, but it’s been so long, so it’s probably okay to leave some children to my spirit clan.”
"Crush it into powder and drink it."
The Eldar old man laughed, and his laughter was like the sound of an owl.
An Zheng hummed: "That's a good idea."
An Zheng's answer was simple and clear. He didn't know when the Reversal Divine Sword had floated behind that guy.
The King of the Spirit Tribe had used the power of the five elements, but it did not pose any threat to An Zheng. An Zheng used the power of Yuan Lei to fight from the beginning to the end, defeating ten thousand forces with one force.
An Zheng waved, and the Anti-Broken Divine Sword pierced the spirit king's heart and flew back.
With a buzzing sound, a circle of light visible to the naked eye spread rapidly from the old man's body to all directions, and soon covered the entire hall. An Zheng stood there motionless. The old man was obviously disappointed after waiting for a while.
The King of the Spirit Clan raised his scepter: "Do you really think I can't do anything to you? Our Spirit Clan holds the purest elemental power in the world, and all elements are our weapons. Although I am old, Killing you is not a problem."
A water dragon appeared out of thin air with a loud roar. The water dragon circled half a circle in mid-air and then dived towards An Zheng. The waves of water surged into the sky.
"earth!"
An Zheng stepped forward: "This really stabbed you to death."
He looked around: "Answer me a question, what did you do with the corpses of those ancient human monks?"
The old man asked An Zheng.
The King of the Spirit Tribe threw up the scepter violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted on the scepter. With his mouth full of blood, he roared: "I will send you to hell..."
And these spirits cleverly hid here after the war to avoid being pursued by human practitioners later. Obviously they also suffered heavy losses in that war, and they would not have hidden themselves if they still maintained their strength.
"Crush it into powder and drink it."
An Zheng said: "It is still an amazing illusion, combining real power with illusion. As I said, if you were at your peak tens of thousands of years ago, you would definitely be able to kill me now, but you at your peak tens of thousands of years ago In my eyes tens of thousands of years ago, he was even weaker..."
"earth!"
An Zheng sensed the location of the bronze door. The key pointed to a place still deeper, but not far away.
The King of the Eldar answered with a smile, his voice making people's hair stand on end.
"What should I do so that you can promise me not to destroy our spiritual race?"
An Zheng laughed: "But I am still interested in your treasure, and I plan to get it myself."
He didn't move his mouth when he spoke, apparently making the sounds through ventriloquism or something like that.
The face of the King of the Spirit Race became paler and paler. The three consecutive elemental powers did not pose any threat to An Zheng, but An Zheng only had one counterattack.
The tunnel was very long, and An Zheng took a quick look at the murals on both sides. Basically, he already knew about the spirit tribe here. This was a group of spirit tribe with special abilities. Tan Shanse was a powerful army at the beginning. .
Still thunder.
He looked around: "Answer me a question, what did you do with the corpses of those ancient human monks?"
An Zheng said: "It's a pity... I don't have the habit of drinking bone meal, but I can grind your bones into powder."
He looked around: "Answer me a question, what did you do with the corpses of those ancient human monks?"
The old man asked An Zheng.
The King of the Spirit Tribe raised his hand fiercely: "Wait a minute, I have something to say!"
The King of the Spirit Clan raised his scepter: "Do you really think I can't do anything to you? Our Spirit Clan holds the purest elemental power in the world, and all elements are our weapons. Although I am old, Killing you is not a problem."
"No wait."
Still thunder.
"No wait."
An Zheng: "If it really wasn't a problem, you wouldn't talk so much nonsense. Don't wait any longer. Your helpers are all out there and can't be spared to help you. Find a way to save yourself."
He didn't move his mouth when he spoke, apparently making the sounds through ventriloquism or something like that.
The face of the King of the Spirit Race became paler and paler. The three consecutive elemental powers did not pose any threat to An Zheng, but An Zheng only had one counterattack.
The King of the Spirit Tribe snorted and pointed his scepter at An Zheng: "Wind!"
The old man shook his head: "Forget it, let's not try, I'm too old... There is a treasure behind me. As long as you promise me not to completely destroy my spiritual clan, I will dedicate everything in the treasure to you... I know that hatred is difficult to resolve. Yes, but it’s been so long, so it’s probably okay to leave some children to my spirit clan.”
An Zheng snapped his fingers, and the surrounding environment immediately changed. There was still molten iron on the ground, and the broken earth element palm... But the old man looked just like when An Zheng first saw him, old. He almost seemed ready to die at any time, leaning crookedly on the throne, with less vitality than before.
A black whirlwind appeared immediately, and dense wind blades swept towards An Zheng.
An Zheng: "If it really wasn't a problem, you wouldn't talk so much nonsense. Don't wait any longer. Your helpers are all out there and can't be spared to help you. Find a way to save yourself."
The King of the Spirit Tribe threw up the scepter violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted on the scepter. With his mouth full of blood, he roared: "I will send you to hell..."
A black whirlwind appeared immediately, and dense wind blades swept towards An Zheng.
"If you were at your peak tens of thousands of years ago, I really can't beat you at my current level... It's a pity that you can't do it now."
A black whirlwind appeared immediately, and dense wind blades swept towards An Zheng.
The King of the Spirit Tribe had used the power of the five elements, but it did not pose any threat to An Zheng. An Zheng used the power of Yuan Lei to fight from the beginning to the end, defeating ten thousand forces with one force.
An Zheng laughed: "But I am still interested in your treasure, and I plan to get it myself."
The old man never thought that An Zheng would say this. This is one of the secrets of this clan... They believe in the power of evil. Since the emergence of this clan, they have always had the habit of respecting the most evil people as their masters. Then The crown has been passed down for a long time, and the dozen or so gemstones really symbolize the masters they once followed.
An Zheng still stood there without moving. When the black wind blade was about to get close to his body, thunder power was suddenly released. The elemental powers were mutually reinforcing each other, but there was no conclusion. There were different opinions on which elemental power restrained which elemental power. In fact, when the power of a certain element is extremely powerful, other elements cannot be restrained.
An Zheng said: "It is still an amazing illusion, combining real power with illusion. As I said, if you were at your peak tens of thousands of years ago, you would definitely be able to kill me now, but you at your peak tens of thousands of years ago In my eyes tens of thousands of years ago, he was even weaker..."
"water!"
"How to do it? You can't do anything."
There were bursts of clanging sounds, and all the golden elements in the air gathered together, forming dense spears and shooting towards An Zheng. An Zheng just glanced at it, and the thunder whip swept out. Wherever it passed, those spears were All turned into molten iron.
As soon as the black wind blade reached An Zheng, it was crushed to pieces by the violent thunder, and it didn't even last a second.
The face of the King of the Spirit Race became paler and paler. The three consecutive elemental powers did not pose any threat to An Zheng, but An Zheng only had one counterattack.
The old man's expression obviously changed.
An Zheng raised his hand and pointed upward, and the power of purple Yuan Lei roared out. The electric current wrapped around the flame giant like a rope, and then suddenly tightened... With a bang, the flame giant was strangled. It shattered, and the flames sprayed out in all directions. The thunder mixed with the flames became stronger and stronger. After a few seconds, the sea of fire turned into a thunderstorm, and the entire hall was like a thunder pool.
The King of the Eldar answered with a smile, his voice making people's hair stand on end.
"water!"
"No wait."
The King of the Spirit Tribe snorted and pointed his scepter at An Zheng: "Wind!"
The face of the King of the Spirit Clan was no longer white, but turned blue. He roared and waved his scepter: "Gold!"
The old man never thought that An Zheng would say this. This is one of the secrets of this clan... They believe in the power of evil. Since the emergence of this clan, they have always had the habit of respecting the most evil people as their masters. Then The crown has been passed down for a long time, and the dozen or so gemstones really symbolize the masters they once followed.
An Zheng's answer was simple and clear. He didn't know when the Reversal Divine Sword had floated behind that guy.
"This is not a hallucination."
A water dragon appeared out of thin air with a loud roar. The water dragon circled half a circle in mid-air and then dived towards An Zheng. The waves of water surged into the sky.
"What should I do so that you can promise me not to destroy our spiritual race?"
The King of the Spirit Tribe threw up the scepter violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted on the scepter. With his mouth full of blood, he roared: "I will send you to hell..."
The surrounding environment shook for a moment. The old man was still on the throne, but he didn't look that old. He was sitting on the throne with a very upright posture and a golden crown on his head, which was also inlaid with more than a dozen bright stars. Gems, An Zheng noticed, one of them is a purple crystal, which seems to be the same thing as the amethyst that Tanshanse is good at using, but the atmosphere is slightly different. Even Tanshanse cannot be found here after being closed for tens of thousands of years. , obviously the special power on the amethyst has been erased.
An Zheng sensed the location of the bronze door. The key pointed to a place still deeper, but not far away.
An Zheng put the scepter into the space of his blood bead bracelet and shook his neck: "Is it my turn?"
"How to do it? You can't do anything."
Still thunder.
They stole a large number of corpses of ancient cultivators, possibly to draw strength from them.
Two steel giants as heavy as mountains came out. One was carrying a huge mountain ax in his hand, and the other was carrying a sledgehammer. When these two giants moved forward, the ground would shake with every step they took. one time.
The purple electric current rushed over like a mad dragon. The water dragon was entangled with the thunder dragon in mid-air. The water vapor immediately rose up. Still in less than a second, the arrogant-looking water dragon was directly evaporated by the thunder dragon. , turned into a puff of white smoke and disappeared.
An Zheng pointed at the crown: "Do the dozen gems represent that your clan has respected more than a dozen masters?"
The tunnel was very long, and An Zheng took a quick look at the murals on both sides. Basically, he already knew about the spirit tribe here. This was a group of spirit tribe with special abilities. Tan Shanse was a powerful army at the beginning. .
"Then I have to try to see if my old body can still kill people."
An Zheng shrugged: "You can try again."
The face of the King of the Spirit Clan was no longer white, but turned blue. He roared and waved his scepter: "Gold!"
At the end of the tunnel is a hall, which is very wide. In the middle of the hall is a huge seat. Leaning on the seat is an old man from the Eldar race who looks to be in his final years. It should be difficult for him to even move, and even his head can't be moved. Unable to lift it up, he rolled his eyes to look at An Zheng.
The King of the Spirit Tribe snorted and pointed his scepter at An Zheng: "Wind!"
"earth!"
The Eldar old man laughed, and his laughter was like the sound of an owl.
The King of the Spirit Tribe had used the power of the five elements, but it did not pose any threat to An Zheng. An Zheng used the power of Yuan Lei to fight from the beginning to the end, defeating ten thousand forces with one force.
"Then I have to try to see if my old body can still kill people."
"fire!"
"Then I have to try to see if my old body can still kill people."
An Zheng looked at him: "You seem to have been waiting for this day to come."
"What should I do so that you can promise me not to destroy our spiritual race?"
The King of the Spirit Clan stood up holding on to the armrest of the throne, stretched out his hand, and a golden scepter appeared in his palm.
Four or five huge palms emerged from the ground and grabbed An Zheng. Those palms were as solid as rocks... What An Zheng faced was Lei Li. The power of Yuan Lei quickly crawled over against the ground. After a moment, those huge palms were as strong as rocks... The palm of his hand was shattered by the electricity and turned into pieces and fell down.
The old man asked An Zheng.
The King of the Eldar answered with a smile, his voice making people's hair stand on end.
"Why didn't you commit suicide?"
The face of the King of the Spirit Race became paler and paler. The three consecutive elemental powers did not pose any threat to An Zheng, but An Zheng only had one counterattack.
The old man asked An Zheng.
An Zheng: "You don't pretend to be anything like it. It's a double-layered illusion. Why don't you try again and see if you can add a few more layers?"
Still thunder.
An Zheng lowered his head and looked at it: "The grade is not bad, it has all attributes, take it back and use it as a toy for Xiao Qidao."
"fire!"
The old man shook his head: "Forget it, let's not try, I'm too old... There is a treasure behind me. As long as you promise me not to completely destroy my spiritual clan, I will dedicate everything in the treasure to you... I know that hatred is difficult to resolve. Yes, but it’s been so long, so it’s probably okay to leave some children to my spirit clan.”
"What should I do so that you can promise me not to destroy our spiritual race?"
With a buzzing sound, a circle of light visible to the naked eye spread rapidly from the old man's body to all directions, and soon covered the entire hall. An Zheng stood there motionless. The old man was obviously disappointed after waiting for a while.
An Zheng's answer was simple and clear. He didn't know when the Reversal Divine Sword had floated behind that guy.
Before the next words could be shouted out, An Zheng suddenly teleported over and grabbed the scepter... The scepter was a sacred object of the Spiritual Race. It only takes a moment for a person to hold it in his hand and burn it to ashes. However... An Zheng didn't seem to care.
The King of the Spirit Clan raised his scepter: "Do you really think I can't do anything to you? Our Spirit Clan holds the purest elemental power in the world, and all elements are our weapons. Although I am old, Killing you is not a problem."
An Zheng: "You don't pretend to be anything like it. It's a double-layered illusion. Why don't you try again and see if you can add a few more layers?"
An Zheng snapped his fingers, and the surrounding environment immediately changed. There was still molten iron on the ground, and the broken earth element palm... But the old man looked just like when An Zheng first saw him, old. He almost seemed ready to die at any time, leaning crookedly on the throne, with less vitality than before.
A monstrous sea of fire appeared, and the entire hall was swallowed up by the flames. There seemed to be evil spirits burrowing up and down in the churning flames, waiting to get close to An Zheng and pull An Zheng into the sea of fire, but An Zheng was as stable as a mountain. Moving, the evil spirits in the fire quickly gathered together to form a flame giant, which stepped on An Zheng's head.
An Zheng stepped forward: "This really stabbed you to death."
"What should I do so that you can promise me not to destroy our spiritual race?"
An Zheng shrugged: "You can try again."
An Zheng still only used the power of Yuan Lei... The electric current moved toward the steel giant like countless giant pythons crawling on the ground. The moment the electric current climbed onto the giant's body, the parts it touched began to melt, and the giant moved closer and closer. It got smaller and smaller as he walked forward, and when he was almost in front of An Zheng, it turned into molten iron all over the ground, red and radiating blazing heat.
An Zheng shrugged: "You can try again."
"This is not a hallucination."
An Zheng pointed at the crown: "Do the dozen gems represent that your clan has respected more than a dozen masters?"
A monstrous sea of fire appeared, and the entire hall was swallowed up by the flames. There seemed to be evil spirits burrowing up and down in the churning flames, waiting to get close to An Zheng and pull An Zheng into the sea of fire, but An Zheng was as stable as a mountain. Moving, the evil spirits in the fire quickly gathered together to form a flame giant, which stepped on An Zheng's head.
An Zheng raised his hand and pointed upward, and the power of purple Yuan Lei roared out. The electric current wrapped around the flame giant like a rope, and then suddenly tightened... With a bang, the flame giant was strangled. It shattered, and the flames sprayed out in all directions. The thunder mixed with the flames became stronger and stronger. After a few seconds, the sea of fire turned into a thunderstorm, and the entire hall was like a thunder pool.
He stretched out his hand and wiped it, and the spirit king's aura was wiped off the scepter! That was the most precious treasure of the Spirit Clan, and it contained not only the aura of this Spirit Clan King, but also the auras of previous Spirit Clan kings, all of which were wiped out by An Zheng's barbaric and unreasonable methods.
A monstrous sea of fire appeared, and the entire hall was swallowed up by the flames. There seemed to be evil spirits burrowing up and down in the churning flames, waiting to get close to An Zheng and pull An Zheng into the sea of fire, but An Zheng was as stable as a mountain. Moving, the evil spirits in the fire quickly gathered together to form a flame giant, which stepped on An Zheng's head.
There were bursts of clanging sounds, and all the golden elements in the air gathered together, forming dense spears and shooting towards An Zheng. An Zheng just glanced at it, and the thunder whip swept out. Wherever it passed, those spears were All turned into molten iron.
"Then I have to try to see if my old body can still kill people."
As soon as the black wind blade reached An Zheng, it was crushed to pieces by the violent thunder, and it didn't even last a second.
The face of the King of the Spirit Clan was no longer white, but turned blue. He roared and waved his scepter: "Gold!"
"Then I have to try to see if my old body can still kill people."
"How to do it? You can't do anything."
An Zheng looked at him: "You seem to have been waiting for this day to come."
The Eldar old man laughed, and his laughter was like the sound of an owl.
An Zheng hooked his fingers and thrust the Divine Sword into the back of the Spirit Tribe King.
An Zheng: "If it really wasn't a problem, you wouldn't talk so much nonsense. Don't wait any longer. Your helpers are all out there and can't be spared to help you. Find a way to save yourself."
An Zheng said: "It's a pity... I don't have the habit of drinking bone meal, but I can grind your bones into powder."
"The Spirit Race appeared much earlier than your human race, and is much nobler than your human race. This world should have been ruled by us who are more noble, but due to bad luck, we have to live in the underground world to avoid the strong human race. Until later we found a way... to find the most evil one among the human race and help him at all costs, haha... In this way, you humans will kill each other more than we kill ourselves. ”
There were bursts of clanging sounds, and all the golden elements in the air gathered together, forming dense spears and shooting towards An Zheng. An Zheng just glanced at it, and the thunder whip swept out. Wherever it passed, those spears were All turned into molten iron.
A black whirlwind appeared immediately, and dense wind blades swept towards An Zheng.
As soon as the black wind blade reached An Zheng, it was crushed to pieces by the violent thunder, and it didn't even last a second.
"If you were at your peak tens of thousands of years ago, I really can't beat you at my current level... It's a pity that you can't do it now."
"Yeah, how can anyone not take revenge?"
Two steel giants as heavy as mountains came out. One was carrying a huge mountain ax in his hand, and the other was carrying a sledgehammer. When these two giants moved forward, the ground would shake with every step they took. one time.
He looked around: "Answer me a question, what did you do with the corpses of those ancient human monks?"
The King of the Eldar answered with a smile, his voice making people's hair stand on end.
"earth!"
An Zheng said: "It is still an amazing illusion, combining real power with illusion. As I said, if you were at your peak tens of thousands of years ago, you would definitely be able to kill me now, but you at your peak tens of thousands of years ago In my eyes tens of thousands of years ago, he was even weaker..."
An Zheng looked at him: "You seem to have been waiting for this day to come."
An Zheng waved, and the Anti-Broken Divine Sword pierced the spirit king's heart and flew back.
A black whirlwind appeared immediately, and dense wind blades swept towards An Zheng.
An Zheng still only used the power of Yuan Lei... The electric current moved toward the steel giant like countless giant pythons crawling on the ground. The moment the electric current climbed onto the giant's body, the parts it touched began to melt, and the giant moved closer and closer. It got smaller and smaller as he walked forward, and when he was almost in front of An Zheng, it turned into molten iron all over the ground, red and radiating blazing heat.
A water dragon appeared out of thin air with a loud roar. The water dragon circled half a circle in mid-air and then dived towards An Zheng. The waves of water surged into the sky.
A water dragon appeared out of thin air with a loud roar. The water dragon circled half a circle in mid-air and then dived towards An Zheng. The waves of water surged into the sky.
He stretched out his hand and wiped it, and the spirit king's aura was wiped off the scepter! That was the most precious treasure of the Spirit Clan, and it contained not only the aura of this Spirit Clan King, but also the auras of previous Spirit Clan kings, all of which were wiped out by An Zheng's barbaric and unreasonable methods.
"Why didn't you commit suicide?"
A monstrous sea of fire appeared, and the entire hall was swallowed up by the flames. There seemed to be evil spirits burrowing up and down in the churning flames, waiting to get close to An Zheng and pull An Zheng into the sea of fire, but An Zheng was as stable as a mountain. Moving, the evil spirits in the fire quickly gathered together to form a flame giant, which stepped on An Zheng's head.
He didn't move his mouth when he spoke, apparently making the sounds through ventriloquism or something like that.
The King of the Spirit Tribe had used the power of the five elements, but it did not pose any threat to An Zheng. An Zheng used the power of Yuan Lei to fight from the beginning to the end, defeating ten thousand forces with one force.
The face of the King of the Spirit Clan was no longer white, but turned blue. He roared and waved his scepter: "Gold!"
"No wait."
A monstrous sea of fire appeared, and the entire hall was swallowed up by the flames. There seemed to be evil spirits burrowing up and down in the churning flames, waiting to get close to An Zheng and pull An Zheng into the sea of fire, but An Zheng was as stable as a mountain. Moving, the evil spirits in the fire quickly gathered together to form a flame giant, which stepped on An Zheng's head.
"No wait."
The King of the Spirit Tribe raised his hand fiercely: "Wait a minute, I have something to say!"
And these spirits cleverly hid here after the war to avoid being pursued by human practitioners later. Obviously they also suffered heavy losses in that war, and they would not have hidden themselves if they still maintained their strength.
"Then I have to try to see if my old body can still kill people."
The King of the Spirit Tribe threw up the scepter violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted on the scepter. With his mouth full of blood, he roared: "I will send you to hell..."
An Zheng waved, and the Anti-Broken Divine Sword pierced the spirit king's heart and flew back.
An Zheng sensed the location of the bronze door. The key pointed to a place still deeper, but not far away.
An Zheng shrugged: "You can try again."
There were bursts of clanging sounds, and all the golden elements in the air gathered together, forming dense spears and shooting towards An Zheng. An Zheng just glanced at it, and the thunder whip swept out. Wherever it passed, those spears were All turned into molten iron.
A monstrous sea of fire appeared, and the entire hall was swallowed up by the flames. There seemed to be evil spirits burrowing up and down in the churning flames, waiting to get close to An Zheng and pull An Zheng into the sea of fire, but An Zheng was as stable as a mountain. Moving, the evil spirits in the fire quickly gathered together to form a flame giant, which stepped on An Zheng's head.
An Zheng still only used the power of Yuan Lei... The electric current moved toward the steel giant like countless giant pythons crawling on the ground. The moment the electric current climbed onto the giant's body, the parts it touched began to melt, and the giant moved closer and closer. It got smaller and smaller as he walked forward, and when he was almost in front of An Zheng, it turned into molten iron all over the ground, red and radiating blazing heat.
The King of the Spirit Clan raised his scepter: "Do you really think I can't do anything to you? Our Spirit Clan holds the purest elemental power in the world, and all elements are our weapons. Although I am old, Killing you is not a problem."
Before the next words could be shouted out, An Zheng suddenly teleported over and grabbed the scepter... The scepter was a sacred object of the Spiritual Race. It only takes a moment for a person to hold it in his hand and burn it to ashes. However... An Zheng didn't seem to care.
"fire!"
An Zheng sensed the location of the bronze door. The key pointed to a place still deeper, but not far away.
An Zheng lowered his head and looked at it: "The grade is not bad, it has all attributes, take it back and use it as a toy for Xiao Qidao."
The old man shook his head: "Forget it, let's not try, I'm too old... There is a treasure behind me. As long as you promise me not to completely destroy my spiritual clan, I will dedicate everything in the treasure to you... I know that hatred is difficult to resolve. Yes, but it’s been so long, so it’s probably okay to leave some children to my spirit clan.”
A monstrous sea of fire appeared, and the entire hall was swallowed up by the flames. There seemed to be evil spirits burrowing up and down in the churning flames, waiting to get close to An Zheng and pull An Zheng into the sea of fire, but An Zheng was as stable as a mountain. Moving, the evil spirits in the fire quickly gathered together to form a flame giant, which stepped on An Zheng's head.
He stretched out his hand and wiped it, and the spirit king's aura was wiped off the scepter! That was the most precious treasure of the Spirit Clan, and it contained not only the aura of this Spirit Clan King, but also the auras of previous Spirit Clan kings, all of which were wiped out by An Zheng's barbaric and unreasonable methods.
A water dragon appeared out of thin air with a loud roar. The water dragon circled half a circle in mid-air and then dived towards An Zheng. The waves of water surged into the sky.
"water!"
An Zheng waved, and the Anti-Broken Divine Sword pierced the spirit king's heart and flew back.
An Zheng put the scepter into the space of his blood bead bracelet and shook his neck: "Is it my turn?"
He looked around: "Answer me a question, what did you do with the corpses of those ancient human monks?"
An Zheng put the scepter into the space of his blood bead bracelet and shook his neck: "Is it my turn?"
A monstrous sea of fire appeared, and the entire hall was swallowed up by the flames. There seemed to be evil spirits burrowing up and down in the churning flames, waiting to get close to An Zheng and pull An Zheng into the sea of fire, but An Zheng was as stable as a mountain. Moving, the evil spirits in the fire quickly gathered together to form a flame giant, which stepped on An Zheng's head.
An Zheng lowered his head and looked at it: "The grade is not bad, it has all attributes, take it back and use it as a toy for Xiao Qidao."
The old man's expression obviously changed.
The King of the Spirit Tribe raised his hand fiercely: "Wait a minute, I have something to say!"
Before the next words could be shouted out, An Zheng suddenly teleported over and grabbed the scepter... The scepter was a sacred object of the Spiritual Race. It only takes a moment for a person to hold it in his hand and burn it to ashes. However... An Zheng didn't seem to care.
"Then I have to try to see if my old body can still kill people."
Four or five huge palms emerged from the ground and grabbed An Zheng. Those palms were as solid as rocks... What An Zheng faced was Lei Li. The power of Yuan Lei quickly crawled over against the ground. After a moment, those huge palms were as strong as rocks... The palm of his hand was shattered by the electricity and turned into pieces and fell down.
"Then I have to try to see if my old body can still kill people."
An Zheng pointed at the crown: "Do the dozen gems represent that your clan has respected more than a dozen masters?"
The King of the Spirit Tribe raised his hand fiercely: "Wait a minute, I have something to say!"
"No wait."
An Zheng lowered his head and looked at it: "The grade is not bad, it has all attributes, take it back and use it as a toy for Xiao Qidao."
The King of the Spirit Clan raised his scepter: "Do you really think I can't do anything to you? Our Spirit Clan holds the purest elemental power in the world, and all elements are our weapons. Although I am old, Killing you is not a problem."
And these spirits cleverly hid here after the war to avoid being pursued by human practitioners later. Obviously they also suffered heavy losses in that war, and they would not have hidden themselves if they still maintained their strength.
"The Spirit Race appeared much earlier than your human race, and is much nobler than your human race. This world should have been ruled by us who are more noble, but due to bad luck, we have to live in the underground world to avoid the strong human race. Until later we found a way... to find the most evil one among the human race and help him at all costs, haha... In this way, you humans will kill each other more than we kill ourselves. ”
A monstrous sea of fire appeared, and the entire hall was swallowed up by the flames. There seemed to be evil spirits burrowing up and down in the churning flames, waiting to get close to An Zheng and pull An Zheng into the sea of fire, but An Zheng was as stable as a mountain. Moving, the evil spirits in the fire quickly gathered together to form a flame giant, which stepped on An Zheng's head.
The purple electric current rushed over like a mad dragon. The water dragon was entangled with the thunder dragon in mid-air. The water vapor immediately rose up. Still in less than a second, the arrogant-looking water dragon was directly evaporated by the thunder dragon. , turned into a puff of white smoke and disappeared.
An Zheng: "You don't pretend to be anything like it. It's a double-layered illusion. Why don't you try again and see if you can add a few more layers?"
An Zheng said: "It's a pity... I don't have the habit of drinking bone meal, but I can grind your bones into powder."
An Zheng's answer was simple and clear. He didn't know when the Reversal Divine Sword had floated behind that guy.
"The Spirit Race appeared much earlier than your human race, and is much nobler than your human race. This world should have been ruled by us who are more noble, but due to bad luck, we have to live in the underground world to avoid the strong human race. Until later we found a way... to find the most evil one among the human race and help him at all costs, haha... In this way, you humans will kill each other more than we kill ourselves. ”
An Zheng said: "It's a pity... I don't have the habit of drinking bone meal, but I can grind your bones into powder."
An Zheng put the scepter into the space of his blood bead bracelet and shook his neck: "Is it my turn?"
"How to do it? You can't do anything."
"How to do it? You can't do anything."
"If you were at your peak tens of thousands of years ago, I really can't beat you at my current level... It's a pity that you can't do it now."
An Zheng said slowly: "The first level of illusion made me think that you were really powerless. There was a power in the illusion that forced me to commit suicide, but I broke it. The second level of illusion was the most vicious. This illusion is your first layer of illusion that was broken by me, so it looks extremely real. In fact, you are still in the illusion now. You said that you have a treasure behind you and you are willing to offer it to me to relax my mind. As long as it is relaxed, You have an opportunity.”
As soon as the black wind blade reached An Zheng, it was crushed to pieces by the violent thunder, and it didn't even last a second.
"Then I have to try to see if my old body can still kill people."
"If you were at your peak tens of thousands of years ago, I really can't beat you at my current level... It's a pity that you can't do it now."
He stretched out his hand and wiped it, and the spirit king's aura was wiped off the scepter! That was the most precious treasure of the Spirit Clan, and it contained not only the aura of this Spirit Clan King, but also the auras of previous Spirit Clan kings, all of which were wiped out by An Zheng's barbaric and unreasonable methods.
The King of the Spirit Tribe had used the power of the five elements, but it did not pose any threat to An Zheng. An Zheng used the power of Yuan Lei to fight from the beginning to the end, defeating ten thousand forces with one force.
"No wait."
An Zheng hooked his fingers and thrust the Divine Sword into the back of the Spirit Tribe King.
An Zheng raised his hand and pointed upward, and the power of purple Yuan Lei roared out. The electric current wrapped around the flame giant like a rope, and then suddenly tightened... With a bang, the flame giant was strangled. It shattered, and the flames sprayed out in all directions. The thunder mixed with the flames became stronger and stronger. After a few seconds, the sea of fire turned into a thunderstorm, and the entire hall was like a thunder pool.
"Yeah, how can anyone not take revenge?"
An Zheng pointed at the crown: "Do the dozen gems represent that your clan has respected more than a dozen masters?"
An Zheng hooked his fingers and thrust the Divine Sword into the back of the Spirit Tribe King.
An Zheng snapped his fingers, and the surrounding environment immediately changed. There was still molten iron on the ground, and the broken earth element palm... But the old man looked just like when An Zheng first saw him, old. He almost seemed ready to die at any time, leaning crookedly on the throne, with less vitality than before.
"If you were at your peak tens of thousands of years ago, I really can't beat you at my current level... It's a pity that you can't do it now."
An Zheng's answer was simple and clear. He didn't know when the Reversal Divine Sword had floated behind that guy.
"water!"
"If you were at your peak tens of thousands of years ago, I really can't beat you at my current level... It's a pity that you can't do it now."
An Zheng pointed at the crown: "Do the dozen gems represent that your clan has respected more than a dozen masters?"
An Zheng hummed: "That's a good idea."
An Zheng said: "It is still an amazing illusion, combining real power with illusion. As I said, if you were at your peak tens of thousands of years ago, you would definitely be able to kill me now, but you at your peak tens of thousands of years ago In my eyes tens of thousands of years ago, he was even weaker..."
"earth!"
A monstrous sea of fire appeared, and the entire hall was swallowed up by the flames. There seemed to be evil spirits burrowing up and down in the churning flames, waiting to get close to An Zheng and pull An Zheng into the sea of fire, but An Zheng was as stable as a mountain. Moving, the evil spirits in the fire quickly gathered together to form a flame giant, which stepped on An Zheng's head.
An Zheng said: "It is still an amazing illusion, combining real power with illusion. As I said, if you were at your peak tens of thousands of years ago, you would definitely be able to kill me now, but you at your peak tens of thousands of years ago In my eyes tens of thousands of years ago, he was even weaker..."
An Zheng waved, and the Anti-Broken Divine Sword pierced the spirit king's heart and flew back.
"This is not a hallucination."
An Zheng waved, and the Anti-Broken Divine Sword pierced the spirit king's heart and flew back.
An Zheng waved, and the Anti-Broken Divine Sword pierced the spirit king's heart and flew back.
At the end of the tunnel is a hall, which is very wide. In the middle of the hall is a huge seat. Leaning on the seat is an old man from the Eldar race who looks to be in his final years. It should be difficult for him to even move, and even his head can't be moved. Unable to lift it up, he rolled his eyes to look at An Zheng.
"No wait."
The King of the Eldar answered with a smile, his voice making people's hair stand on end.
At the end of the tunnel is a hall, which is very wide. In the middle of the hall is a huge seat. Leaning on the seat is an old man from the Eldar race who looks to be in his final years. It should be difficult for him to even move, and even his head can't be moved. Unable to lift it up, he rolled his eyes to look at An Zheng.
"Yeah, how can anyone not take revenge?"
"This is not a hallucination."
"The Spirit Race appeared much earlier than your human race, and is much nobler than your human race. This world should have been ruled by us who are more noble, but due to bad luck, we have to live in the underground world to avoid the strong human race. Until later we found a way... to find the most evil one among the human race and help him at all costs, haha... In this way, you humans will kill each other more than we kill ourselves. ”
He looked around: "Answer me a question, what did you do with the corpses of those ancient human monks?"
An Zheng stepped forward: "This really stabbed you to death."
An Zheng's answer was simple and clear. He didn't know when the Reversal Divine Sword had floated behind that guy.
The King of the Spirit Tribe threw up the scepter violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted on the scepter. With his mouth full of blood, he roared: "I will send you to hell..."
"Yeah, how can anyone not take revenge?"
An Zheng put the scepter into the space of his blood bead bracelet and shook his neck: "Is it my turn?"
"Why didn't you commit suicide?"
An Zheng waved, and the Anti-Broken Divine Sword pierced the spirit king's heart and flew back.