"Do you recognize it?" The ancestor of the undead half-squinted his eyes and looked at Shen Yanxiao.
Shen Yanxiao panted rapidly, trying hard to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth.
"do not know……"
Although Shen Yanxiao was in pain all over and wanted to die, she could vaguely feel a familiar aura slowly integrating into her body. The source of this power was the quilt hanging high. Sharp sword.
The ancestor of the undead raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously not satisfied with Shen Yanxiao's answer.
"Then let me tell you what this divine sword is called." The ancestor of the undead paused slightly and said with a smile: "It's called the Asura Sword, and it's the artifact of the first fighting god of the gods."
Shen Yanxiao's heart was shocked.
The word "Asura" exploded in her mind like a bomb.
"It's strange. You obviously don't recognize the Asura Sword, but why do you have the aura of the God of War on you?" The ancestor of the undead lowered his head and smelled Shen Yanxiao's neck.
"When I came back from Mingye, I felt very strange. Why was there the breath of the gods in my son's body, and this breath was so familiar. Hasn't the God of War been frozen for a long time? Until Satan found it Me, tell me that the God of War has come back, and actually lives in a human experimental body. It can have the characteristics of several races, and has a faint aura of the gods. You are the container where the God of War lives, right? ." The ancestor of the undead let out a low laugh from his throat.
As early as when Ming Ye returned, the ancestor of the undead had already noticed that he carried a trace of the aura of the gods, and this aura evoked the profound memory of the ancestor of the undead.
On the battlefield long ago, the owner of this breath once brought a memory of near destruction to the ancestor of the undead. This was a breath that he could never forget in his life.
The renewed contact made the ancestor of the undead's inner emotions completely explode.
Doubt and shock were mixed together.
Until Satan appears again and all the answers are revealed.
Shen Yanxiao stared at the ancestor of the undead in disbelief. Sure enough, Satan had really contacted him, and the intelligence of the ancestor of the undead was far beyond Shen Yanxiao's expectation. With just a few clues, he could actually tell the entire story. The truth of the matter is revealed.
The ancestor of the undead has the highest IQ among all the superiors Shen Yanxiao has ever seen!
It's a pity that now she has no intention to praise the other party's intelligence. Her body is about to explode in pain, and the attitude of the ancestor of the undead...
It made Shen Yanxiao feel like he was dead!
"Where is the God of War? Let him come out, or I won't mind dismembering you and digging him out myself." The voice of the ancestor of the undead was so soft that it made people's hair stand on end.
Shen Yanxiao took a breath of air.
"What? Still don't want to come out by yourself? Then I have no choice but to do it myself." The ancestor of the undead chuckled and stretched one hand towards Shen Yanxiao's chest.
The slender fingers cruelly pierced the flesh between Shen Yanxiao's chest.
The pain that penetrated her flesh suddenly made Shen Yanxiao want to die. She wanted to pass out several times, but the ancestor of the undead kept pouring his death energy into her body, forcing her to stay awake.
Even Shen Yanxiao couldn't bear being tortured while his will was clear.
Just when Shen Yanxiao thought he was going to be torn apart alive.
A huge sound suddenly sounded from outside the gate, and the Asura sword hanging high in the air made a harsh sword sound at this moment!
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Tat snatched the computer of classmate Biyu Xiao. They want to code it, so I want to return it.