511: C511 The Fallen Saint

C511 The Fallen Saint

1Corpses everywhere.

Some of them had their heads blown up, while others had a big hole in their chests. Some of them were even twisted to an unrecognizable extent. All in all, the people here had died a miserable death.

On one side was the strong man from the Human Clan, who only had a piece of beast skin around his waist. On the other side was the Heaven Clan, Asura Race, and Evil Ghost Clan.

These Evil Ghost Clan were armed to the teeth. The weapons in their hands and their armor were beyond Yang Qiu's understanding. Just by looking at those weapons, Yang Qiu felt as if his soul had vanished.

Vicious, terrifying, vicious, and all kinds of negative energies. Although he had no idea how many tens of thousands of years had passed, they were still lingering in the square.

Yang Qiu tremblingly avoided those corpses and walked towards the main hall on the other side of the square.

In the beginning, those corpses he encountered were stronger than First Grade Of Great Luo Golden Immortal, and the corpses on the square were obviously stronger than Immortals, and had reached the level of Gods.

The people in Heaven Clan were at least at the level of the so-called 20 days Heaven Lord, or perhaps even higher.

Obviously, the number of people in the Human Clan was much lesser. Basically, there were three to five experts from the Evil Ghost Clan surrounding and attacking the Human Clan.

Yang Qiu forcefully suppressed the shock in his heart and said in a low voice, full of respect.

"Senior, they are all. . . !"

The middle-aged man's voice also contained a kind of pain.

"They are humans, true humans. The hope of our Human Clan, the future of our Human Clan. Unfortunately, the hope of our Human Clan has been destroyed by a sneak attack!"

Yang Qiu felt cold sweat breaking out on his back all of a sudden.

"Human Clan? They don't cultivate? They don't cultivate to become gods? "

The middle-aged man said indifferently:

"We are humans. In ancient times, the strength of humans doesn't need to be unorthodox. Humans and gods coexist. The strength of the Human Clan is comparable to the strength of the Gods. Why should we cultivate in the Divinity? Humans are the masters of the Origin World. What are Divine Immortals? They extracted the origin energy of this world, but they didn't know how to feed it back to this world. They are just greedy worms! "

Yang Qiu suddenly had a feeling that he was sweating profusely. He couldn't help but stutter and say:

"Senior, isn't it a little too. . . "

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said.

"You will understand. Hurry up and leave, in front of the main hall. "

Yang Qiu immediately increased his pace cautiously.

The closer he got to the main hall, the more stunned he became when he saw the corpses lying on the ground. By the time he reached this place, some of the men from the Human Clan were already three meters and five meters tall. Obviously, their strength had reached another level.

While Yang Qiu was sweating all over, he carefully climbed up the steps of the main hall. When he arrived at the square in front of the main hall's entrance, he was stunned.

The square in front of the main hall's entrance was filled with the corpses of Evil Ghost Clan. Their blood was black and filthy. A small portion of them were bald monks. Their bones were golden, and even their blood was golden.

These monks were obviously the highest-ranking Buddha Lord in the Western Cult. In fact, even the golden light of virtue behind their heads hadn't dissipated.

There were nine experts of the Human Clan, and they were over twenty meters tall. Each of them had countless huge wounds on their bodies. Each and every one of the wounds was shocking, especially one of the female disciples of the Human Clan. Her neck had been completely cut off by someone, and on both of her legs. . . There were at least more than ten weapons and a long spear in her arms. It pierced through her chest and nailed her to the ground.

The spear was emitting an extremely evil death Qi. The death Qi had even turned the body of the female Human Clan black.

Hundreds of Buddha Lords that were emitting golden light of virtue had formed a circle. It was obvious that they had set up a powerful formation. It was imaginable what would happen to these Buddha Lords. All of them had died here.

Any weapon here had probably surpassed the division of Immortal Weapons and Divine Artifacts. Yang Qiu could feel that even many weapons were comparable to the Heaven Seeking Sword and Nine Lands Cauldrons in his hands.

The nine experts of Human Clan carried an aura that made Yang Qiu feel extremely close to them. That aura was the Qi of Chaos.

In the middle, there was an old man wearing a black Daoist robe. There was a look of disbelief and shock on his face. He turned his head and looked at a certain spot in the battlefield. At the same time, a long spear had pierced through his chest from his back and nailed him to the ground.

The one who was dressed the same way as him. There were more than ten people, where they were standing. They were standing right in front of the experts of Human Clan. Some of them were wearing white Daoist robes, some were wearing black Daoist robes, and there was an eight-trigram pattern on the back of their Daoist robes.

These old Daoists' faces were filled with shock and disbelief. It seemed like they had never thought that they would be killed by someone before they died. It seemed like they had come here to find out something from the mouths of these nine experts of Human Clan.

The voice of the middle-aged man was faintly heard, and his words were filled with endless pain and contempt. There was also a kind of resentment:

"Treating a tiger for its skin, death is not to be regretted. "

The big man in the middle, who was at least 25 meters tall, was covered in an earthen yellow color. His muscles were not very firm, but they gave off an incomparably heavy feeling. In his right hand, there was also an ancient longsword made of some unknown material. It seemed that the sword was made of stone, and there were some simple and ancient patterns on the sword. The lines were extremely simple, but they carried a mysterious aura.

The burly man on the right of the nine Human Clan warriors. At this moment, he had already jumped up, roaring furiously as he threw something with one hand. Unfortunately, his legs, arms, and chest were like hedgehogs, filled with spears.

According to the middle-aged man's request, Yang Qiu walked up to the burly man from the Human Clan who was holding the ancient stone sword. Without a doubt, this man should be the leader of the nine Human Clan.

There was no strong feeling coming from his body. When Yang Qiu stood in front of him, it was as if he was equal and peaceful.

"Senior, what exactly are they. . . !"

The middle-aged man sighed again and said slowly.

"The Nine Saints of the Human Clan. After they died. . . The last True Spirit was extracted by someone with a great technique and refined into a Nine Lands Cauldron. Little guy, now is not the time to talk. Heaven's secrets cannot be leaked, you don't have to ask. Just as I said, take away the stone sword in his hand. . . We'll leave immediately. Don't touch anything else. Remember my words, in the future. . . When you're truly strong, we'll come back. "

Yang Qiu had already confirmed some things without a doubt.

Among these nine people, one of them was a middle-aged man from the Chaotic Space.

He was even the master of this world, Fuxi!

What kind of strange things had happened here? It seemed like it wasn't as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Yang Qiu wasn't a fool. He could tell from these images that this place had experienced betrayals, sieges, murder, and interrogation. In short, the Evil Ghost Clan had always been the enemy, and some people had played a very disgraceful role in this.

Yang Qiu suddenly had an impulse to throw away the Hollow Jade Palace and the Heaven Seeking Sword.

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