"Witch Slayer?"

"Oh!"

A cold flicker in Ren Changsheng's eyes.

The Demon Clan's Holy Sword that killed countless Terrans and quenched swords? This is what the Demon Clan prepared to defeat the Witch Clan!

But if your demon clan and the witch clan start a war, forget it, what does it matter to my human race, refining the witch slaying sword, but you want to move my human race.

The Terrans are weak? The Terrans have no backers?

"Poof!"

Stretching out a finger, Ren Changsheng pointed directly at the center of this person's eyebrows, this desolate god couldn't understand until he died, why he was befriended by Ren Changsheng, but he was directly killed by Ren Changsheng.

"Buzz!"

In front of Ren Changsheng, the old man who had just spoken fell to the ground unwillingly, and the breath on this person's body slowly dissipated.

"Congratulations to the master for killing the ninth-rank Flood Desolation God, obtaining 1 million capital of experience points, giving back 1 million capital of experience, and improving the master's cultivation to the realm of perfection of the eighth-rank Flood Desolate God!"

Xiao Xing's voice came, killing this ninth-rank desolate god, Ren Changsheng's cultivation was only a small realm, and he didn't even reach the seventh-rank desolate god.

"Too little experience!"

In Ren Changsheng's heart, he said secretly.

His own cultivation has already ascended to the eighth-rank Flood Desolation God, and if he kills the ninth-rank Flood Desolation God, the experience points will naturally be less.

"The third child is dead!"

With the fall of this old man, the other two old men, their bodies trembled, the two old men seemed to be under too much pressure, and their bodies directly turned into the body, and in front of Ren Changsheng, there were two monkeys crawling.

The bodies of the two monkeys trembled slightly.

"Tell me, how is the flood now?"

Ren Changsheng's faint voice sounded.

"That's it again!"

The hearts of the two Flood Desolate Gods were even more panicked, just now it was just such a sentence, Ren Changsheng killed one of their three Flood Desolation Gods, and now Ren Changsheng asked this sentence again?

"You say!"

Ren Changsheng pointed to a monkey and said.

"I ......"

The monkey's face turned pale, and then he quickly knelt in front of Ren Changsheng, he was afraid, if he didn't say it well, what if Ren Changsheng killed him?

He doesn't want to die!

Originally, the three of them were also little demons in the flood wilderness, but they came to this small world in order to be powerful, but who knew that there was such a terrifying existence in this small world.

If you don't answer well today, your life will be gone.

"Big ...... My lord!"

The man swallowed, then raised his head slightly.

"Hong ...... In the midst of the desolation, my Lich War has just begun, except for the Demon Clan and the Witch Clan, that is the Human Race, although there are many Terran disciples, but their qualifications are too poor, so they can only shrink into the ancestral land and become the food of all races......"

"Poof!"

Another finger fell, and before this person finished speaking, Ren Changsheng directly pointed at and killed this person.

Asking the two, Ren Changsheng only got one piece of news, in the desolation, the current human race is very weak, and there is no backer.

"Buzz!"

The breath on this monkey's body slowly dissipated, and this person was killed by Ren Changsheng again, and Ren Changsheng's body, the breath fluctuated slightly.

"Congratulations to the master for killing the ninth-rank Flood Desolate God, obtaining 1 million Jing of experience points, giving back 1 million Jing of experience, and improving the master's cultivation to the realm of the Seventh Rank Desolate God!"

Xiao Xing's voice sounded, and Ren Changsheng's cultivation was finally promoted to the realm of the seventh-rank desolate gods, but it was only the early stage.

With the promotion of cultivation to the Flood Desolation God, the speed of Ren Changsheng's cultivation was also much slower, and after killing the two ninth-rank Flood Desolation Gods, Ren Changsheng was promoted from the peak of the eighth-rank Flood Desolation God to the realm of the seventh-rank Flood Desolation God.

"Dead again!"

There was only one last desolate god left, and he was so frightened that his soul was gone at the moment.

Running? He really didn't dare to run, hundreds of desolate gods, where did he run?

Besides, Ren Changsheng was standing in front of him.

"My lord, I don't know anything, I don't know anything, don't kill me, please don't kill me......"

This last desolate god directly began to beg for mercy from Ren Changsheng.

"Don't know anything?"

Ren Changsheng glanced at this person, this Honghuang God, his face was pale at the moment, it was estimated that he had killed two Honghuang gods in a row just now, which had already scared him.

"I'm not going to ask you!"

Looking at this desolate god, Ren Changsheng chuckled.

What to ask?

It's almost the same if you ask about the news again, the human race hasn't been around for a long time, it's in a weak position in the flood famine, and there is no backer, anyone can bully, Ren Changsheng didn't bother to ask!

"You don't ask me?"

This desolate god was also stunned for a moment.

Ren Changsheng didn't ask, he was really afraid that Ren Changsheng would ask that sentence again, and then he just replied, he didn't know what the reason, and he was wiped out by Ren Changsheng.

"Of course not!"

Ren Changsheng nodded, but Ren Changsheng's hand was not slow, Ren Changsheng pointed and fell directly at the big monkey.

It's a fat monkey.

The other two desolate gods are only in the realm of the ninth-rank desolate gods, but the desolate gods in front of them are the realm of the eighth-rank desolate gods.

This experience point should be a lot more, how could Ren Changsheng let it go.

"Didn't you ask? Why do you still ......?"

This Honghuang God was directly wiped out by Ren Changsheng, the eighth-rank Honghuang God, if he resisted, there might be some opportunities, but unfortunately, Ren Changsheng came with so many Honghuang gods, he had already scared this person stupidly, where did this person dare to make a move at Ren Changsheng.

"Buzz!"

The aura on this desolate god's body began to slowly dissipate.

This person couldn't figure out until he died, why did Ren Changsheng kill him?

Didn't Ren Changsheng stop asking?

He didn't answer!

"Congratulations to the master, kill the eighth-rank flood desolate god, get 5 million experience points, give back 5 million jin of experience, and the master's cultivation will reach the middle stage of the seventh-rank desolate god!"

Xiao Xing's voice came, and on Ren Changsheng's body, the aura increased a lot again, but this only added a small realm.

The difference in experience points between the ninth rank and the eighth rank is five times, but as Ren Changsheng's cultivation is promoted to the realm of the seventh rank of the Flood Desolate God, the experience points required for this promotion have also increased a lot.

"The three desolate gods are dead!"

And at this moment, the Three Ancestors under Ren Changsheng's feet were so frightened that they didn't even dare to take a breath.

Damn, those are three desolate gods.

He thought that Ren Changsheng would be directly wiped out by these three desolate gods, so he stayed to watch the battle and waited for Ren Changsheng to die.

But who knows, this will happen.

The three desolate gods, all of them were killed by Ren Changsheng, this is not counting, now even he was trampled under Ren Changsheng's feet, fortunately, his whole person was trampled under Ren Changsheng's feet, and Ren Changsheng did not notice him.

"This is the portal!"

But at this moment, Ren Changsheng's eyes fell on the teleportation platform, and he stepped forward, Ren Changsheng exerted force under his feet, and he had been glad that Ren Changsheng hadn't noticed his three-life ancestor, but at this moment, it was sad.

Ren Changsheng kicked him and trampled him to death.