Walking on the deadly quiet black soil, letting the wind roar, the air was filled with the smell of rotten corpses, and not far away were corpses, the four-armed bull demons and giant horned demons in the Dharma Realm, there were also some golden-skinned creatures, which were once precious and arrogant in the abyss.

"The territory of the Golden Clan."

The territory of the Twelve Abyss tribes does not allow other races to invade. There is only one race in the territory. If a second race appears, it must be a war. However, no corpses of one of the Twelve tribes are randomly piled up in the pile of corpses of the vassal races unless they lose.

The loser had no time to take care of the corpses of the tribe.

Chen Guang raised his hand to try to absorb the spiritual energy from the corpse. He didn't care who would win the war between the twelve tribes of the abyss. There were often wars on the earth. He almost didn't care about the human race, the human race, the human race and the demon race, let alone the abyss.

There is no energy in the corpse, maybe it was because of the death for too long.

But all this is too unusual.

Even if the Twelve Abyss tribes are left with only the Dharma Realm and the half-step Immortal Realm, they are by no means bullied by other races. The power of the Golden Clan is imprinted in the bloodline, and they are born with and master this power. Their strength in the abyss is second only to the Dragon Clan and the Chaos Clan.

The road is getting weirder and strange. Along the way, he saw many piles of corpses, without a drop of blood. Not only are the giant horned demons and four-armed bull demons, but the corpses of the Golden Clan also appear more and more frequently, and even fifty or sixty Golden Clan corpses in a pile of corpses.

From the territory of the Golden Clan to the Chaos Clan, there are also corpses everywhere. The difference is that the gold-like corpses have turned into gray-black, and the corpses are piled up like mountains and no one cares about them.

Occasionally, when he saw a few monsters chewing on the corpses that had given them a deposit in the wasteland, Chen Guang temporarily put down his uneasy, frowned, and immediately released his mental power to investigate. Except for those few monsters, there was no other life within the range of mental power.

This is a rare genocide.

When he encountered a human-like life in the boundless black soil, he wandered aimlessly in the abyss for the fourth day and finally discovered a scarred golden clan in the mountains.

Chen Guang smashed the mountain with one punch, and when he pulled out the Golden Clan's master's Dharma Realm, he had lost his will to fight, and his eyes were no longer filled with contempt and disdain, but fear.

"Tell me what happened in the abyss." Chen Guangru said.

The golden clan covered his face and burst into tears, and the tears were also the same color as gold. "The tribe members were all dead, they were killed by the devil. There are many races, the Chaos clan, the Fire Spirit clan, the Frost Giant clan, and the Medusa clan. Many, many tribes died, and the devil sucked their blood."

It's not just a genocide, but a massacre in the abyss.

Chen Guang's mind was filled with a scene. The racial resistance that had been surviving under the enslavement of the twelve clans for many years was to hunt the twelve clans frantically under the leadership of a blood-sucking monster, or simply the blood-sucking monster was one race, and torture other races in revenge.

"Take me to the Thunder God Clan." Chen Guang said.

The golden clan resisted and said, "No, no, I can't expose myself, I can't leave, otherwise they will kill me. I don't want to die, I don't want to die, you will kill me."

"You can't help but refuse to agree."

After a friendly exchange, it was not until Chen Guang promised to save his life that the guy from the Golden Clan agreed to give Chen Guang the way, but this guy was frightened and was full of soldiers. He covered his ears and trembled on his own whenever there was a little movement.

When passing through the territory of the Fire Spirit Clan, no corpse was seen.

The Golden Clan leader said that after the Fire Spirit Clan dies, the original fire will return to the abyss and return to the ancestral land where the Fire Spirit Clan was born, and the corpse may turn into powder within one or two hours.

"Cry...Cry..."

When passing a canyon, the sudden tragic eagle cry attracted Chen Guang's attention. His eyes scanned all over, "Is the eagle cry that appears in the abyss normal?"

The Golden Clan hugged her head and trembled, "This is not the eagle cry, this is the vassal of the Thunder God clan tearing the eagle ape. I can hear the despair and pain in the sound. It must be a demon, it must be a demon who came to the territory of the Thunder God clan. They will kill any life."

"Have you arrived?" Chen Guang murmured.

Chen Guang grabbed the neck of the golden clan and flew into the air. He saw a group of blood-colored creatures killing, so he landed gracefully. The group of blood-colored creatures obviously also noticed Chen Guang, but they were more concerned about the golden clan in Chen Guang's hands.

"Sorry, I've disturbed you eating. Can you tell me what race you are, where it emerged, and then get out of here?" Chen Guang did not take these monsters seriously at all.

After a while, the monster had no reaction at all.

"It turns out that I can't understand people's words." Chen Guang suddenly realized, patted the waist of the golden clan and said, "You can translate and translate for them."

Before the Golden Clan could make a sound, the group of monsters flocked to it.

Chen Guang's eyes sterned, and his surging mental power suppressed the group of monsters. One of the monsters' vitality turned into spiritual energy and flowed into his body. He suddenly said: "The demonic energy in the abyss contains a familiar smell in his blood. It is the skill of the Blood Sect of the Immortal Realm. So, has the Immortal Realm intervened in the abyss?"

It is indeed the martial arts of the Blood Sect, but it is not the [Immortal Sutra]. He has also fought with the people of the Blood Sect, and he can't forget the disgusting smell, just these monsters...

"Is the Blood Sect laying out in the Abyss?"

He murmured softly, killing all the monsters.

The monster that lost its blood protection revealed its prototype, which was a demon clan covered with black dragon scales and looked like a baboon. The Golden Clan recognized the identity of this demon clan, "This is the tyrannical dragon baboon of the dragon clan."

"In other words, the dragon clan is likely to be accomplices of the tiger?" Chen Guang said.

The Golden Clan obviously had no brains to make a judgment, so he chose to remain silent.
Chapter completed!