Chapter 1256: 7 Quasi-Gods
"Who is Zhao Yin?"
At this moment, both humans and aliens had the same doubts in their hearts.
This scene is so weird.
A mortal actually appeared on the battlefield in the secret realm, and it seemed that everything was planned by a human named Zhao Yin...
This happened in an instant, and in that instant, all the alien quasi-gods didn't have time to think too much...
With the arrival of Wang Chunhua, the Bai quasi-god let out a shrill growl and grabbed the weak figure in the sky.
He didn't even bother to think about why the other party fell down. For him, just kill him!
Before the dry and pale hand could grab Wang Chunhua, she suddenly stretched out her slender hand, so fast that the Bai tribe quasi-god could not react...
Instantly, he grasped the hand of the Bai Clan Quasi-God. The next moment, to the shock of all living beings, the entire arm of the Bai Clan Quasi-God shattered into pieces...
Without waiting for the Bai quasi-god to react, Wang Chunhua turned his palm into a knife and chopped down on his other shoulder.
There was no supernatural light, only powerful force and speed, click!
Click! Click!
The sound of three sharp blades piercing bones resounded in the hearts of all quasi-gods.
They didn't even see clearly before they found that the arm and legs of the Bai tribe quasi-god had separated from him...
As the light yellow blood flowed, the limbs separated from the body and exploded in the air.
At the same time, the Bai tribe quasi-god finally reacted. Two rules, one black and one gray, came out of his mouth, instantly connecting the two same rules in the world, carrying terrible corrosive and diseased power, and suddenly slammed into Wang Chunhua...
boom!
Wang Chunhua just moved her hair slightly, and all the blood and energy in her body roared in her body, and she kicked out.
Only the head and torso of the Bai tribe quasi-god were left, and it smashed towards Zhao Yin several miles away like a cannonball.
"Bastard Zhao Yin, first one!"
"Thank you, Sister Hua!"
Zhao Yin smiled, but he still didn't dare to catch the injured quasi-god who was thrown at him. He waved the arm holding the wine bottle slightly.
A huge amount of teleporting force suddenly surged around him, instantly forming a space channel in front of him.
The next moment, the remains of the Bai tribe quasi-god fell into the space channel and immediately disappeared...
At this moment, in front of the human race’s ancestral formation, all humans and alien races stopped fighting and looked at this scene in disbelief.
It was because of Wang Chunhua's performance that refreshed their cognition.
If she just didn't have a supernatural aura, she could still be said to be hiding, but she didn't use any rules to capture a quasi-god so easily...
Even a god-level creature couldn't do it so easily...
At this moment, for all the alien races, killing the silver-armored humans here no longer seemed so important...
As quasi-gods, they have lived for who knows how many years.
Wang Chunhua's weirdness immediately reminded the angel of something.
"A living ancient human?"
"What, living ancient humans? How is this possible?"
"From ancient times to now, it has been countless trillions of years. It is impossible for us to have survived until now!"
Several quasi-gods all showed horror.
At this moment, even the two alien quasi-gods who were fighting against Qinglang and Baiwei were also engaged in a fight.
The next moment, poof!
Bai Wei's sword energy instantly enveloped the angel quasi-god, and golden blood spurted out in all directions.
Qinglang finally shot through the neck of the Wood Tribe Quasi-God...
"Any ancient human is comparable to a god... Report to the gods immediately!"
"There has been a change in the secret realm, please come, Lord God!"
The remaining quasi-gods all took out their sound transmission talismans.
"Wang Chunhua, stop them!" Zhao Yin, who was far away, suddenly changed his expression.
He knew very well that the tenth domain had been occupied by the human race, and the area where the human race lived was a big piece of fat meat for the alien races.
The Silver Armor of the tenth domain is richer than the humans of the ninth domain.
At this time, there must be countless alien races dividing up the tenth domain.
In fact, Zhao Yin had made this guess since he saw nine quasi-gods besieging Yin Jia.
The gods may have arrived!
Maybe more than one or two...
Although Wang Chunhua is strong, she is alone...
Zhao Yin did not expect that the quasi-god of the angel clan who was besieging the human race's ancestral formation would reveal Wang Chunhua's identity in just one word.
Moreover, the attraction of a living ancient human to the aliens actually surpassed their emphasis on their own life and death...
They didn't want to escape, but to send a message...
Wang Chunhua seemed to understand the seriousness of the matter, and her figure turned into a shadow.
Not a single alien quasi-god could withstand her attack. In an instant, the remaining six quasi-gods all had their limbs shattered, along with the sound transmission talismans in their hands...
Wang Chunhua kicked the six quasi-gods one by one towards Zhao Yin like kicking a ball.
Seeing this, Zhao Yin breathed a sigh of relief and opened the space channel again.
The six alien quasi-gods, with only their torsos and heads left, all fell into...
At this moment, in the core world, every blood-jade branch on the body of the ancestor's clone was trembling slightly.
He was oozing with excitement.
Countless branches stretched out from the tree canopy, catching the quasi-gods that appeared out of nowhere and instantly entwining them.
puff!
puff!puff!puff!
The sound of the branches piercing into the flesh was intensive, and the seriously injured quasi-gods could not resist the penetration of the branches of the ancestor's clones at all.
Enormous force and tearing rules were spreading on every branch.
The quasi-god's great vitality was rapidly drained away by the ancestor's clone, and along with it, the aliens' life force rapidly weakened, reaching the brink of demigod and quasi-god...
The life breath of the ancestor's clone surged rapidly.
The life force he plundered this time alone was equivalent to his growth over the past few months...
Together with the Bai quasi-god from before, the bodies of the seven quasi-gods were gradually pulled into the tree canopy by the branches.
At this moment, within the tree canopy of the ancestor's clone, ten terrifying auras had been suppressed.
Two of the angels have six wings and one has seven wings!
A three-eyed quasi-god from the God Clan, and a quasi-god from the Minotaur Clan!
A quasi-god from the Dog-Headed Tribe, a quasi-god from the Stoneback Tribe, a quasi-god from the Black-Winged Bat Tribe, a quasi-god from the White Tribe, and a quasi-god from the Southern Spirit Tribe!
And the human king who is already dying... Qu Xian!
At this moment, in the secret battlefield.
After Bai Wei and Qing Lang killed a quasi-god from the Wood Clan and a quasi-god from the Angel Clan, there was no more aura of quasi-gods from other races.
"kill!"
The human king, with bloodshot eyes, led the Nine-tailed Python formation and rushed madly towards the silver-armored traitors.
Bai Wei and Qing Lang, one on the left and one on the right, charged into the alien army's camp.
Wang Chunhua had stopped and looked at Zhao Yin, as if to say that the work was done.
"Wang Chunhua, keep going. Even if we don't have a quasi-god, we can still catch a demigod!"
Zhao Yin shouted loudly, and he also activated his dragon body and shadowlessness, rushing towards the alien camp quickly.
"Bai Wei, Qing Lang, don't be so hasty to kill them. Catch them alive for me. I want a living demigod!"
