C445 King's Descent (7)

Following those roars, Ye Tianze's consciousness returned to the present. After fifty thousand years, those soldiers could no longer make any sounds.

Their souls transformed into ghosts, and their fleshly bodies transformed into corpses. Accompanying them in this land was a life worse than death.

The passage of time had worn down their will, and the curse lingered on this land. They could not remember what happened back then, but they remembered that they were Human Clan.

Three thousand years ago, a surprise attack from the alien clan landed on this land. In the eight nations, almost no one could stop it.

Then, the familiar voice from fifty thousand years ago suddenly came to mind.

The wind blew! Lightning Strike!

The one hundred thousand demon army s led by the Fighting Divine Ape had been beheaded by ninety thousand, and ten thousand were sealed in this land. The alien clan's blood had awoken their memories for an instant.

Suddenly, they realized that forty thousand years had passed, and the glory of the past was no longer there. No one knew their names.

"Protect our clansman with this broken body!"

That roar, the tears of tens of thousands of remnant souls, sprinkled onto the battlefield. Those tears, turned into white frost, and grew into white frost tree s unique to Huang Quan.

They knew that once the alien clan disappeared, they might never be able to wake up again. They would live forever with this cursed land, but they would also die forever along with this land.

Only this white frost proved that they had once lived. They had shed their blood and shed tears for this land …

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out, "I admit that you are very strong, but that is already the past. The dead should be buried underground, along with your glory!"

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!"

The cadaveric ghost s were like praying mantis arms blocking a chariot, they simply could not stop the Demon Clan's attack.

The Demon Clan s casually waved their hands, and hundreds of cadaveric ghost were smashed into fine powder. However, the cadaveric ghost were not afraid.

No one told them why they were doing this, they only subconsciously went to block the Demon Clan s. Behind them, there was something very important that was worth their protection.

"A moth to a flame, seeking its own destruction!" The voice of the Fighting Divine Ape could be heard.

He stood high in the air, divine instrument in his hand, and swung it down. Thousands of cadaveric ghost were smashed into fine powder.

Just as they crawled out from the black ground, they were stepped on again. However, they still reached out their hands to grab onto Demon Clan, doing their best to make use of this last bit of chance.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Dragon Evil did not know why, but she could not help but have strange emotions. These cadaveric ghost clearly did not have intelligence, even if they spoke, they would only say one thing, those who entered the Yin Ruins were cadaveric ghost.

But the scene in front of him, was completely shocking to Dragon Evil!

Dong Yaoyang's broken body was shivering on the ground, he was not dead. As a purple-faced hitman of Huang Quan, even if his heart was penetrated, he could still survive, because he cultivated the Blood Evil Art.

When he saw the scene in front of him, the Human Clan bloodline seemed to have been touched by something and began to burn up. A sense of humiliation surged through his heart.

When the Fighting Divine Ape held the divine instrument in his hand, the living corpse was no longer his opponent, but the battle lance in his hand still shone with light.

Just like these cadaveric ghost, they fought with them time and time again, but were struck down by them again and again.

"It's no use. If it was you from fifty thousand years ago, you might still have the qualification to fight me. But now … You don't even have the qualifications to fight me! "

"The things from three thousand years ago will not happen again. You can only watch, and nothing can be done about it. Oh, that's not right, when we leave, you will no longer have any consciousness. You won't even have the right to look!"

The living dead man attacked angrily, the pike pierced towards the heart of the Fighting Divine Ape, but was smashed to the ground by the Fighting Divine Ape.

The living dead struggled on the ground for a long time. When they wanted to get up, they found out that their body s were all broken and could not get up no matter how hard they tried.

His eyes were filled with powerlessness, and his consciousness had awoken momentarily. The pain he felt caused him to wish he were dead. However, he knew that the curse would never stop.

Just as the Fighting Divine Ape had said, once the Demon Clan left this land, there was nothing they could do.

"Is it over?"

The living dead lay on the ground, no longer struggling.

"It's over."

A voice rang out, and in front of him, an unfamiliar face appeared. This face was incomparably young and tender.

Only those eyes were extremely familiar. They were firm, fearless, and meticulous, as if there was nothing in this world that could cause these eyes to ripple.

Seeing those eyes, the eyes of the living dead lit up. A smile appeared on that expressionless face. "I knew you would come back."

Ye Tianze reached out his hand, wanting to pull the living dead from the pit, but at this moment, an explosive shout came from the sky.

"kid, you are courting death!" The Fighting Divine Ape had long discovered Ye Tianze.

It was only at this moment that he was certain that Ye Tianze was hiding a big secret.

Only now, he did not know what the big secret was, but he did not care anymore. Even if he had to endure the power of karma, he still wanted to smash Ye Tianze to death here.

"Boom!"

Ye Tianze flung out his hand and the lightning battle ax in his hand was thrown out, smashing heavily into the rod. The terrifying power directly smashed the air and tore it apart.

Ye Tianze no longer cared about Fighting Divine Ape s, he reached out his hand towards the living dead and said: "Our brothers won't give up so easily!"

The eyes of the living dead lit up, and their lifeless eyes lit up. "You …. Always sober! "

"It's a long story." Ye Tianze said bitterly.

When his hand was held by the living dead, they crawled out from the pits. This caused Dragon Evil, who was in the distance, to be dumbstruck.

He heard the voice from fifty thousand years ago, and he saw the reverence on the face of the Fighting Divine Ape.

"If they are the Army from when the sky was opened, then … "Who is he!?" Dong Yaoyang's heart trembled.

As if responding to him, the moment the living dead stood up, the battlefield suddenly calmed down. The cadaveric ghost who were unafraid of death a moment ago, suddenly stopped.

At the same time, they looked towards Ye Tianze, regardless of how the Demon Clan beside them attacked him, they remained indifferent. In their eyes, there was only the figure of teenager.

"Wind Gale!" Ye Tianze roared.

Behind him, the black and white double wing unfurled. Red flames surrounded its eyes and its coiled muscles were bronze in color.

With Ye Tianze as the center, he swept past all the cadaveric ghost, and Ling Tian's will was released!

The eyes of the cadaveric ghost blossomed with a deep blue color, suddenly lit up. They looked at Ye Tianze, and their faces revealed smiles.

After a short period of silence, a deafening roar could be heard: "Lightning Haste!"