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"Click......" However, while everyone was silent in grief, there were strange sounds coming from the huge pit in the distance.

At the very bottom of the pit, in the gray blood slag, in the shattered body of the demon king, there seemed to be something trying to drill out.

It was a drop of blood.

In the charred corpses around them, there was a drop of blood, a drop of dirty blood that flowed with a blood-colored glow.

Is that...... Bloodborne.

Not dead!!

Under such an attack, didn't Wu Yizhuang die? ?

The breath of the blood source was a little faint, and there was a bit of a shaky feeling.

There seemed to be electric light flickering in the blood, leaving it trapped in the corpse that had turned into a pile of flying ashes and could not move.

After a long time, this drop of blood finally dispersed all the power, and a trace of blood qi began to emerge from the blood source, and these blood qi condensed, tangled together, and the color gradually deepened......

Soon, these gradually deepening pinks began to darken, darken, and gradually turn into a dull blood red.

Tiny blood vessels appeared in mid-air, and then, these blood vessels began to branch out, and veins of different thicknesses rotated around the blood source, and the vascular system of a person's whole body formed a new cycle in a very short period of time, and it quickly ...... A beating bright red heart began to gradually generate, enveloping the blood source.

Muscles gradually began to grow on the blood vessels, and red bones began to appear under the muscles.

In the end, the miserable white skin covered all the blood vessels and muscles, and Wu Yizhuang's body gradually appeared in this hole.

"Uh...... Uh......" Wu Yizhuang made a dry sound in his throat, he was a little confused when he had just been reborn, he shook his palm, and a feeling of weakness rushed to his body like a tide.

"I really didn't expect that a few people with fifth-order abilities could really hurt my body, just a little, almost destroying my blood source!!"

In the final blow, Wu Yizhuang's entire body had been completely destroyed, but in that all-destroying attack, the strongest part of his body, --- the blood source, had launched a spontaneous protection system. The power of the blood clan has preserved the blood source intact, although Wu Yizhuang's body has been destroyed, but the consciousness and power in the blood source are intact.

"Blood...... I need blood...... A lot of blood. Wu Yizhuang staggered and moved his steps, and quickly left here, the injuries suffered by his body at this moment were by no means recoverable for a while and a half, the energy consumed was too great, and a large amount of blood must be found to make up for the power consumed by the blood source!!

Soon, there were screams in the depths of the forest, where there were zombies, monsters, and mutants...... However, their existence is just food for Wu Yizhuang.

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At this moment, Yang Qun also gradually left this dangerous area with the support of everyone.

He gasped and moved quickly with the help of his "companions", and the smiling clown beside him, Tu Hao, and a strong man looming in the distance would look over from time to time to observe Yang Qun's reaction.

"It's already, do you need to rest?" The speed of everyone gradually slowed down, and Tu Hao handed over a bottle of special energy drink made by the gods, this drink contained a small amount of energy, but it could restore human physical strength to a great extent.

Yang Qun raised his head and drank all the drinks, and sat down against an ancient tree.

The smiling clown walked up to Yang Qun and pulled his sleeve, at this moment Yang Qun's arms were full of scratches and charred black burns, which made people see at a glance that this was the trace left by torture.

"Good work." The smile clown's sunny-like smile was indeed very friendly, he patted Yang Qun's shoulder and smiled slightly, took out some potions and put them beside Yang Qun.

"Why don't you take the mask off??" Tu Hao squinted at Yang Qun, he was already like this, and he didn't take off his mask, is the face under this mask so terrifying? ?

Tu Hao was about to grab the purple mask on Yang Qun's face, but when his hand was halfway out, he felt a killing intent spread from Yang Qun's body, Yang Qun quickly raised his arm and reached out to grab Tu Hao's wrist, the force was not at all like what an injured person could emit.

"If you dare to touch my face, you will die."

Yang Qun's cold voice couldn't help but make Tu Hao shiver, this person was really strange, it seemed that the mask was more important than his life.

The smiling clown pulled Tu Hao away, "Everyone has secrets, and it's not good to explore them after all." ”

However, at this moment, the hidden man in the darkness also slowly walked out.

It was a man who was covered in darkness, and he was wearing a mask, a black mask, but strangely enough, there were no strange patterns on the mask, not even eye holes!! I don't know how he observed the outside environment through the mask, this person seemed to be pitch black, a shadow.

"Let me introduce, this is Li Feng, nicknamed Ghost."

Ghost is a particularly mysterious person, and like Yang Qun, he also shows people in a mask.

However, the ghost is a very special case, he is not anyone's divine envoy, let alone anyone's saint, he relied on his own strength to climb to his current position step by step, and his ability is particularly outstanding among his peers. Among the gods, his identity as a fifth-order ability is also very good, although he has not become a demon god, but he is regarded as the closest person to a demon god, and it seems that it is only a matter of time before he becomes a demon god.

"Maybe you masked weirdos will understand each other better." Tu Hao shrugged his shoulders and no longer paid attention to Yang Qun and the ghost, they could still rest for ten minutes, taking this opportunity Tu Hao erased the traces of the movement of the people nearby one after another, and did a good job of cleaning up the aftermath.

The ghost ghost gave Yang Qun a particularly different feeling, and it was the first time he had seen such a person.

It's unreal, it's like darkness, it's as if it doesn't exist at all.

What surprised Yang Qun the most was that such a fifth-order ability, a fifth-order ability without a backing, could actually go smoothly among the gods, what was his ability......

When Yang Qun became interested in ghosts, ghosts gradually became interested in Yang Qun.

Especially the trace of murderous aura just now, how poignant it was, and how terrifying the violence it contained, how did this person kill ...... How many people??

Yang Qun quickly used those drugs one after another, and his physical strength finally recovered most of it, and he reluctantly stood up alone, forcibly using the strength in his body to restore his body. To outsiders, he looks like a stubborn and withdrawn strong man who would rather suffer himself than continue to accept help from others.

Most of the strong men of the gods have this kind of arrogant determination, and no one is willing to submit to others.

However, at this moment, the oracle of the gods in the pocket of the smiling clown sounded.

"Report, traces of lark flower and others have been found......"

"Report, they have entered the ambush circle ......"

"Report, the other party has been trapped by our personnel, request for support ......"

Messages popped up, and the smile of the smiling clown became even brighter.

Since the sixth-order demon gods of the true god level have all been dispatched, how could they let their opponents go back to report the news? ? The gods had already made second-hand preparations, and even if they could escape from the hands of the Wu Yizhuang Demon God, what awaited them would be the ambush of a few saints who were secretly hiding......

The ghost vanished, and the moment it heard this message, the ghost vanished, hiding like darkness in the night.

Twenty minutes later, a new message came from the oracle of the gods.

"Lark, captured ......"

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