Shen Yanxiao has been working hard to reduce his presence. He always dresses up in disguise and hides among the crowd when going to competition venues.
What she was afraid of was that the Ancestor of the Undead would discover something strange about her. This was the first time she appeared in front of the Ancestor of the Undead at this dinner. She originally thought that she would only briefly meet the Ancestor of the Undead, and the protagonist of the banquet was not herself. , the ancestor of the undead should not discover her identity.
But God does not follow man's wishes.
Shen Yanxiao really didn't know what went wrong and he was exposed so quickly.
There was no response from Shen Yanxiao. The ancestor of the undead was not angry. There was no expression on his stern face. He just looked at Shen Yanxiao coldly.
"But how can humans smell like gods?"
The words of the Ancestor of the Undead were like a bolt of lightning striking Shen Yanxiao's heart, wiping away all the pain in her body in a short period of time.
"It's really interesting. You can sign a contract with a holy beast, but you appear as an undead, with the scent of the gods hidden in your body. What are you? A hybrid?" The face of the ancestor of the undead bloomed for the first time. A smile appeared on his face, that smile was like a manjushuahua spread out beside a pool of blood of death, beautiful but extremely eerie.
Shen Yanxiao was so painful that she fainted. Taotie looked at the ancestor of the undead nervously. Although he knew that he was no match for him, he would never allow the ancestor of the undead to hurt Shen Yanxiao.
"Don't even think about touching her." Taotie gritted his teeth and forced down the bloody smell that surged into his throat.
The ancestor of the undead glanced at Taotie lightly, and said in a sinister tone: "Taotie, right? I won't kill you, I will imprison you with your brothers."
The eyes of the ancestor of the undead were devoid of emotion and were as cold as a cold pool.
Taotie looked at the ancestor of the undead angrily.
The ancestor of the undead raised his eyebrows slightly and turned to look at Shen Yanxiao.
Taotie rushed towards the ancestor of the undead, but was kicked away without mercy.
The Ancestor of the Undead grabbed Shen Yanxiao's collar and lifted Shen Yanxiao up.
Shen Yanxiao was in heart-wrenching pain all over his body.
The other hand of the Ancestor of the Undead caught Shen Yanxiao's chin and forced her face up.
"Did you see that knife?" The voice of the Ancestor of the Undead suddenly dropped, and his cold voice sounded like a cold wind blowing through him.
Shen Yanxiao was in so much pain that she couldn't keep her mind calm, but she didn't want to show weakness in front of the ancestor of the undead. She bit her lip hard and forced herself to stay awake.
The shining sword was tied up with black chains and hung in the air. The sacred aura that made people yearn for it was constantly emanating from the sword.
Layers upon layers of chains cannot block its light.
"The first divine weapon of the Gods has the power to protect the Gods, the power to cut through space and tear apart barriers." The voice of the ancestor of the undead slowly sounded in Shen Yanxiao's ears, as if speaking to Shen Yanxiao. Speaking, it seems like talking to oneself.
"There were rumors that this was a sacred stone that came together with the Lord God and Satan when the world was just born. One sacred stone was divided into two pieces, and one was taken away by Satan to become the Night Demon Sword with the power to devour souls. , the other piece was taken away by the Lord God to create the first artifact to protect the God Clan." The ancestor of the undead suddenly paused, and he looked at Shen Yanxiao.
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