Chapter 1272 How Can You Expect Me To Let You Go

"Human Race!"

The Golden Eagle Clan and the Poison God Clan hidden in the thick fog spoke in unison.

There is some disbelief in the words, how could it be a human race.

When did the human race become less afraid of poison?

In the information of each race, every aspect of the human race is very balanced, and there is no outstanding point.

But why this mediocre human race in front of me is not afraid of poison.

And the sword light just now instantly killed the Vajra Demon.

This made the Golden Eagle people vigilant.

At this time, the members of the Golden Eagle tribe suddenly trembled, and the emperor's black blood spewed out from their mouths.

The black blood exuded a stench, the golden light on his body became even dimmer, and the wound also smelled of stench.

The poison broke out, and the eyes of the Golden Eagle clansmen dimmed, knowing that they would die today.

Lin Moyu sighed softly, "I'll give you a ride, no matter what, you have a share of military merit, so don't let it go to waste.

A skeleton general appeared beside Lin Moyu, with a pure white sword spirit.

The moment before being swallowed by the sword energy, there seemed to be relief in the eyes of the Golden Eagle clansmen.

What about the God King Realm, every step in the big world is dangerous, even if you reach the God King Realm, if you make a wrong step, you will still die.

Seeing the thick fog, Lin Moyu said, "It's your turn next, whether you come out by yourself or I ask you to come out.

The dense fog rolled, and the poisonous god clansman hiding in it made a cold voice, "Do you think you can definitely kill me?"

Lin Moyu whispered, "You can look outside."

Outside. . .

A large number of skeleton generals stood densely in the starry sky.

Not only does it exist outside the dense fog of death, but it also exists inside the dense fog of death.

Like Lin Moyu, the Skeleton God will not be afraid of these poisons at all.

Surrounded by white light on their bodies, General Lich was tirelessly treating them.

Even if the skeleton god stays in the thick fog of death for a whole year, nothing will happen.

The Skeleton God will be very strong. The Poison God tribe has seen it with their own eyes just now, and killed the King Kong Yang and the Golden Eagle tribe at will.

If you match yourself, the ending is probably similar.

The strength of the Poison God Clan lies in its concealment and its extreme poison, rather than its frontal combat power.

The Poison God Clan was subdued, "How can you let me go."

Lin Moyu chuckled, "You Poison God Clan also participated in the great war tens of thousands of years ago. I remember that there were thirteen galaxies of life in the Suzaku star field, and hundreds of billions of people were poisoned and killed by you." "

The dense fog rolled more violently, and the Poison God clansman said coldly, "We have paid the price afterwards!"

Afterwards, Xiao Zhantian did break into the ancestral land of the Poison God Clan, and wiped out at least two-thirds of the Poison God Clan, causing them to almost exterminate the clan.

Later, although the Poison God Clan survived, their personnel decreased sharply, and they fell out of the ranks of the strong clan in one fell swoop.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and it still hasn't slowed down.

Lin Moyu continued, "Although I don't know why Xiao Zhanshen gave up and let you live.

"However, our two clans are deadly enemies, so it's okay."

The Poison God Clan stopped talking, and he remained silent.

Lin Moyu snapped his fingers, "In that case, how can you expect me to let you go."

In an instant, countless sword qi erupted at the same time, and the pure white sword qi tore through the thick fog of death, revealing the figures of the Poison God clansman hiding in the thick fog.

His whole body was also shrouded in dense fog, and he dodged the sword energy attack in embarrassment.

But in the face of dense sword energy, his dodge was useless.

In order to prevent the Vajra Demon and the Golden Eagles from escaping, he personally locked the starry sky and blocked the teleportation equipment.

Now, this move has become his own reminder.

The sword energy shredded his dense fog and tore his body apart.

In the dense fog, the appearance of the Poison God clansman was revealed.

Slender body, two legs and six hands, looks very strange.

Change the angle, or let him lie down, it looks a bit like a spider.

The sword qi cut off his limbs and split his body.

Black blood flowed out, exuding a sour smell.

People of the Poison God Clan are born with poison, and their whole body is full of poison.

Finishing them off easily, Lin Moyu popped out an undead flame from his fingers.

The undead flames exploded and landed on the minced flesh of the three corpses.

In the raging flames, the three corpses were reborn with flesh and blood, and their souls were reorganized. In a blink of an eye, they had become resurrected, prostrate in front of Lin Moyu.

Lin Moyu looked at the resurrection of the Poison God Clan, "Is there any restriction in your soul?"

The Poison God clansman answered honestly, "Yes."

Sure enough, in fact, he didn't need to ask at all.

For many races, restrictions will be planted in the soul to prevent some secrets from being prying.

The human race is okay, they never impose restrictions. After all, they are strong races, and the God King Realm doesn't have access to too many secrets.

This is true of the Golden Eagle Clan and the Demon Clan. They have a vast star field and are not afraid of prying eyes from other clans.

But the Poison God Clan can't, maybe they used to be the same as the Human Clan, but they can't do it now.

Where is their ancestral land, this is the biggest secret.

If other races found out, they might be beaten up the next day.

There are many enemies of the Poison God Clan, and there are many races that want to destroy them.

Lin Moyu didn't hold out hope either, and asked in a deep voice, "Tell me everything you can about the Poison God Clan."

"yes!"

He immediately started to tell that, as the God King of the Poison God Clan, he didn't know too many secret things, but he still knew a lot of general things.

The Poison God Race is now shrunk in a mysterious area, never interacting with other races, and resting and recuperating.

The number of people in the clan has recovered to hundreds of millions, but he doesn't know the exact number.

Among the various ethnic groups, this number is not too small, but it is still far behind the strong clan.

Even in any galaxy of life in the human race, there may be billions of people living in it.

It can be seen from his words that Xiao Zhantian really beat them badly back then.

And after Xiao Zhantian, there were other races who also made a move, adding insult to injury.

The members of the Poison God Clan back then were not even one in a hundred at the worst time.

After listening, Lin Moyu wrote down the information and turned around to face the water of death.

A force of soul stretched out, covering the water of death.

Under the wrapping of soul force, the water of death gradually shrinks.

From ten meters in diameter, it finally became only the size of a fist, less than ten centimeters.

At this time, the water of death has changed from liquid to solid, like a metal ball that can be held in one's hand.

Lin Moyu took out a jade box and put the water of death into it.

With a move in his heart, the members of the Golden Eagle tribe came to his feet, became his mounts, and flew towards the ancient tomb together.

There are countless races in the big world, and many races are famous for their speed.

Many of these races are suitable for use as mounts.

(Zhao Nuozhao) The Golden Eagle clan is one of them.

Using an intelligent race as a mount has advantages that are incomparable with magic weapons.

They themselves have combat effectiveness, are more flexible, and can actively avoid danger.

Lin Moyu once used the Golden Eagle Tribe as a mount, and since then, he has felt an advantage, and it is really much easier to use than the Battle King Tower.

"It is said that the best mount is the Dragon Clan, but the Dragon Clan...

He thought of Antares, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and thought it over.

Ordinary dragons may not be able to see it themselves. If a dragon is used as a mount, Antares may be able to kill himself with a breath of dragon breath.

Lin Moyu let go of distracting thoughts and stopped thinking about unrealistic possibilities.

He still remembered that he had promised Antares that when Antares returned to the big world, he would accompany Antares to kill the dragon clan.

If you want to kill the Dragon Clan, you need strong strength, otherwise, you will be sending food in the past.

Lin Moyu felt that he had to go to the Godly Realm at least to see it.

Gradually, a magnificent giant tomb appeared in sight. .