Chapter 3039 Ming Ruoyu’s sword, the sigh of the woman in the sacrificial palace

Puff puff……

After everyone took action, a series of roars sounded, and in an instant, many of the corpses that were chasing them exploded, and even the blood trees turned into nothingness.

"call!"

Seeing this scene, everyone also let out a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, their expressions suddenly changed.

Under their concentration, an ancient corpse actually blocked everything.

There was more blood on this ancient corpse, and there was more black in the eyes. Even...different from other ancient corpses, there was actually a hint of life in it.

"this?"

Looking at this corpse, staring at these scenes, and feeling the ancient energy released from this corpse, at this moment, everyone's expressions changed completely.

However, a young man from the Ancient Butterfly Clan showed a hint of joy, looked at the ancient corpse and said, "Third uncle, is that you?"

"I have read ancient books. One million and three thousand years ago, you followed the Netherworld tribe to fight. Later, you died, and then you buried yourself in the Nine Netherlands. You wanted to live another life. Now...are you coming back? ?”

When this sound fell, everyone was stunned.

Riding on a horse, is this ancient corpse an existence of the ancient butterfly clan?

Doesn't that mean that... the ancient butterfly clan is about to develop?

This corpse is about to come to life. After all, it is a warrior who once followed the Netherworld Clan. He has buried himself in this place for millions of years. Once he walks out and suppresses the world, the key is... to be able to lead these geniuses from the Ancient Butterfly Clan to leave. ?

In the blink of an eye, many people's expressions changed, and they looked at Ye Yan with a hint of coldness in their eyes.

Next…

Is Ye Yan going to be in trouble?

puff!

But at this moment, the ancient corpse concentrated its attention, and the branch of the huge blood tree behind it fell down in an instant, directly penetrating the young man of the ancient butterfly clan.

The blood and vitality on his body were quickly sucked dry.

"Third uncle, you..."

"I am your descendant!"