Chapter 269 Strange, Why Do I Feel a Chill Down My Spine?

Whirl, whistling…

The cold wind howled, but Gul and the others had smiles on their faces.

Solved, that human race is finally dead.

And the ancestor said before, even if they can't grab that human race treasure this time, they can get rich rewards when they return to the clan.

The eight phantoms looked calm, and Chu Ci's death did not make them have any emotions.

Even if the human race is talented, as long as they have not grown up, they are no different from ants to them.

"What should we do with that treasure?"

At this time, a phantom spoke, and all the phantoms looked at the top of the iceberg.

The faces of Ao Meng and the other two who were watching the show on the top of the iceberg changed slightly, and they were also full of vigilance. If these eight ancient god phantoms wanted to attack them, they would definitely ask the ancestor to do it.

"After all, it is a fight between the younger generation, it is not justifiable for you and me to take action, and this thing is not something that anyone can take alone."

This time, only the twelve saints entered the battlefield of all races, but there are more saints eyeing this human race treasure.

No matter who gets the treasure, they will eventually have to share it. It's just that after getting the treasure, they can have a certain right to speak.

"Well, now the treasure appears, if what Bai Ze said is true, we can get out soon."

As they said that, the eight shadows looked at each other and then slowly dispersed.

Huh...

Seeing their ancestor leave, Gul and others also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he was an ancient god. Even if it was just a shadow, the breath he exuded inadvertently still made them frightened.

"The human race is dead, and even the corpse is not left. We are safe."

Gul said.

"Do we still want to fight for the treasure of the human race?" Suo Fei said.

"If there is a chance, we will fight, but now we have used our trump card, so we don't have to expect too much. There are only three days before the closure of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield. Let's stay here for these three days." Gul said.

The others nodded. Now they have nothing else to do, so they just wait here for the end of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield.

And if they are lucky, they may have a chance to snatch the human treasure again.

Just when the eight people were relieved and planned to recover their status first, suddenly a series of cold lights appeared.

"Not good!"

Sofei and Gul reacted the fastest and hurriedly dodged the cold light, but the other six were not so lucky.

As the cold light passed, the six people just stiffened, and their blood bars were emptied, and they died on the spot.

"Human, you are not dead yet?"

Although Sofei and Gul, who reacted, did not see Chu Ci's figure, they looked at the blood-stained spirit sword and knew who had taken action.

While Sofei and Gul were looking around vigilantly, looking for Chu Ci's trace, Chu Ci stood quietly on the top of a mountain tens of millions of meters away.

"Fortunately, I was prepared, otherwise I would have been killed by those ancient gods." Chu Ci said secretly.

In fact, in the previous battle with Gul and others, Chu Ci had always used clones.

He is not stupid. He knows that these guys have powerful trump cards, so how could he let his original body take risks?

Now he is level 79, and he can have seven clones after using [Sword Shadow].

Originally, he planned to use one clone to trick out a Saint Clan's ultimate move, but he didn't expect that only one clone could trick out the ultimate moves of those eight guys.

It was also fortunate that he used a clone. In the situation just now, when the ancient god attacked, even if he had the ability to use [Jijiu] to call the ancestors to fight for him, he would not have the opportunity to use it.

It was also after making sure that the eight ancient god phantoms dissipated that Chu Ci took advantage of the moment when Gul and the other eight people let down their guard and attacked again.

And this time he still used the enchanted spirit sword, which was able to ignore the damage-free effect and directly kill six demigods.

The only thing that surprised Chu Ci was Gul and Suo Fei. These two guys actually avoided this fatal blow.

"Humans, get out!"

Suo Fei shouted, his voice shook the earth, even Chu Ci, who was tens of millions of meters away, could hear it vaguely.

At this time, Suo Fei and Gul were not only alert, but also more desperate.

They deeply understood Chu Ci's strength. In order to deal with Chu Ci, they even used their ultimate moves.

But they never expected that they could not kill Chu Ci even after using their ultimate moves and calling out their ancestors.

If they hadn't reacted quickly just now, they would have been dead bodies at this time.

But this feeling of facing death at any time made them even more tormented.

"Humans, if you have the guts, get out and fight us for three hundred rounds."

Gul also shouted, at least to determine the location of the human first.

Chu Ci, who was far away, looked at the two people who were roaring helplessly, and naturally had no intention of showing up. Who knew what other tricks these two guys had.

"Although my breakthrough mission requirements have been met, I don't mind having two more of you."

After Chu Ci finished speaking, I saw a number of spiritual swords flying out and killing Gul and Suo Fei.

The two men's faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly used various means to resist, and even thought about escaping, but they had been spotted by Chu Ci, and there was nowhere to escape.

The two died after all.

They died with reluctance and despair.

But Chu Ci didn't care, and with a flash of a sword, he came under the iceberg and collected the eight corpses.

"It's a pity for those mythical corpses that were killed before."

The ancient god's phantom had directly turned the land into the sea with a blow, and those corpses were naturally not left behind.

"It seems that the one who attacked just now was the ancient god of the Hades. I lost so many mythical corpses. I will settle this account with you sooner or later." Chu Ci thought to himself.

On the other side, in the tribe of the Hades, an old man suddenly frowned, and a feeling of impending disaster appeared in his heart.

But this feeling just appeared and then disappeared, just like an illusion.

"Strange, why does my back feel cold?"

The old man opened his eyes. As an ancient god, he had signs when a disaster was about to happen. He didn't think that it was an illusion just now.

But he thought about it and realized that he was already an ancient god. Although he had enemies, those enemies could not do anything to him.

Just thinking about it, the old man frowned again.

"That little guy Gul was actually dead. How could it be possible? Didn't he use the projection left by this seat?"

The old man's thoughts flashed, and he thought of many reasons for Gul's death, but he denied them.

"Forget it, you will know after the battle of all races ends."

The old man closed his eyes again. Gul's death did not attract his attention. After all, there were countless younger generations like Gul in the Hades.

In addition to the old man, the ancient gods of the other seven races also noticed the death of the younger generation in the tribe.

But like the old man, these ancient gods were only surprised for a moment, and then ignored it.

In the battle of all races, after Chu Ci collected the bodies, he also looked at Ao Meng and the other two on the iceberg.

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