The lairs of the Swallowing Spirit Clan extend in all directions, and there are caves dug out roughly everywhere. In each cave, the Swallowing Spirit Clan live. The weaker the Swallowing Spirit Clan, the more they can only squeeze into one cave.
Only the high-level Devouring Spirits can have their own independent cave.
As for the higher-level king-level spirit-devouring tribe, they have their own stone temples, standing everywhere.
All in all, the lair of the Swallowing Spirit Tribe is full of dampness and darkness, and it also exudes the pungent smell of blood, which is disgusting.
However, although the environment of the lair is not good, the entire periphery is still covered with powerful restrictions, and it is extremely ancient, making it a perfect guard.
At this moment, in the hall of the lair, countless blood-colored cracks were opening in the void, and then quickly jumped out of the injured Spirit Devourers, wailing in pain, covered in blood, and all staggered to one place.
It was a huge stone platform with a bloody smell and blood dripping from it. It was filled with countless fresh flesh and blood, and the bright red color continued to flow down, full of cruelty.
Click click click…
Countless spirit-devouring tribesmen who retreated rushed here, grabbed the flesh and blood, and began to devour it. As they devoured it, their injuries began to slowly recover.
Obviously, these flesh and blood come from... the human race!!
"Damn humans! They should all be blood food! They should all be our food!"
A general-level swallowing spirit clan roared up to the sky. It originally had four claws, but now only two were left, and two of them had broken roots. They had obviously been chopped off alive.
"Kill them all! Kill all these disobedient foods!"
"Shenhuang Dynasty! There are countless human races living there, and there are countless blood foods. As long as we can kill there, we can eat them happily!"
"Recover from my injuries and set out again. This time I only chewed up the heads of three Shenhuang warriors. Next time I go there, I will eat ten alive!"
"Quack, quack... the taste of human brains is so delicious!"
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These Spirit-Devouring Tribes who have just been teleported back from the Void Battlefield are all very vicious, with strong evil and fishy smells all over their bodies, and almost all of them are stained with the blood of Shenhuang warriors!
Flesh and blood were flying everywhere in the entire hall, and countless spirit-devouring clans were eating crazily, performing a bloody and disgusting gluttonous feast!
At the end of the hall, there is a high platform, standing tall, with dozens of tall and ferocious figures standing on it, exuding a tyrannical and terrifying wave!
These are indeed the king-level Spirit-Devouring Clan of the Spirit-Devouring Clan!
They are all the kings of the Spirit-Devouring Clan, so their status and status are naturally different. They are aloof and look down on all the Spirit-Devouring Clan.
Among the dozen or so royal clansmen and spirit-devouring clans, there was a familiar figure, it was the Ghost Fire King!
Previously, the Will-O-Wisp King and the Iron-Arm King followed behind the Giant-Eyed King to chase Yu Wenshang, but with luck, they were brought back to the Spirit-Devouring Clan by the Giant-Eyed King, and they are still showing off their evil deeds today.
"How many times has this been a teleportation attack?"
A king-level spirit-devouring tribe with sharp horns all over his body and a body like a tiger spoke with a fierce tone. It was the most powerful king-level spirit-devouring tribe among them... King Fierce Tiger!
"This is the eighth time."
A king-level spirit-devouring tribe next to him replied.
"Okay! Continue, this is the order from the strongest king, to prevent the six legions of the Shenhuang Dynasty from returning to the war fortress."
"That's right! Among the sixteen strongest kings, except for the giant-eyed king, fourteen of them have already led the army to pursue them. What we have to do is to keep harassing and blocking until the adults and the army arrive.
The Legion must die!!"
The Fierce Tiger King roared with a ferocious smile again.
"This time, the six legions must be exterminated!"
Flames were rising all over the body of the Ghost Fire King, and he was also smiling ferociously.
"Beasts are still beasts after all. Letting you live in this world is a disrespect for life..."
At this moment, an indifferent and cold voice suddenly sounded. It was not loud, but it clearly echoed in the ears of every Spirit Devouring Tribe, like thunder on the ground!!
The Spirit Devouring Tribes who were having a gluttonous feast all stopped their movements, and all their ferocious and cruel eyes looked at the source of the sound!
The hall instantly became dead silent!
And at the entrance of the hall, a tall and slender figure appeared at some point, standing with his hands behind his back, his black military robe hanging down, his thick black hair hanging around his shoulders, his face expressionless, his bright eyes as sharp as a sword from the sky, without any emotion at all.
Look at all the Spirit Devouring Clan like this.
The expressions of the dozen or so king-level spirit-devouring tribesmen on the high platform changed drastically at this moment!!
"Human race?? How come there is human race here??"
"Impossible! There are restrictions around the nest, and it is impossible for humans to sneak in quietly!"
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Several king-level spirit-devouring tribesmen let out unbelievable low roars of shock and anger!
For a long time, all the humans who appeared in the lair of the Spirit Devouring Tribe were dead, and no living human had ever entered. But today, a living human appeared quietly, and even touched such a deep position!
However, at this moment, among the dozens of king-level spirit-devouring tribesmen, there is one king-level spirit-devouring tribe who is trembling violently, and his ugly face is full of deep fear and disbelief!!
"Ye, Ye Wuque!! It's...Ye Wuque!! The genius of the human race, Ye Wuque!!!"
The Ghost Fire King let out a shrill roar!
As someone who had had direct contact with Ye Wuque, the Ghost Fire King had the deepest impression of Ye Wuque, who had already become a nightmare, so naturally he recognized him immediately!
The three words "Ye Wuque" seemed to carry an infinitely terrifying magic power, instantly making all the Spirit-Devouring Clan present tremble slightly!!
"Impossible!! How could this Ye Wuque appear here? Isn't he seriously injured? Is he recovering from his injuries?"
The Fierce Tiger King roared in disbelief!
The shadow of a human bark tree!
Nowadays, Ye Wuque must be among the top three people who are hated by the entire Swallowing Spirit Clan and want to be eaten alive the most. Ye Wuque’s existence does not know how many Swallowing Clan have lost their lives because of this, even the King of Assassination and the King of Shenyin.
Died because of Ye Wuque!
This is a terrifying existence that can kill even the strongest king!!
Although the Swallowing Spirits are brutal and domineering, they are not without fear.
Ye Wuque stood with his hands behind his back, looking at all the Spirit-Devouring Tribes with his bright and sharp eyes. There was no breath leaking from his body, but the eyes he looked at every Spirit-Devouring Tribe were like looking at a dead person!
"Kill him!! Let him die!! How dare you break into the lair alone!! Let him die!!"
The next moment, the Fierce Tiger King's roar filled with madness and murderous intent rang out!!