Outside Tianze City, the warm sunshine shines down, bringing a sense of tranquility and comfort. However, troops are stationed here all year round, and it is the place where the Alliance and the Divine Grace Army fight. At this moment, Zhang Ze takes Xue Ye for a leisurely stroll...
"Aze, since you want to help him, why do you want to keep him in Tianshou City?"
"It's better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish. Ye Zi, there are so many people who are bullied in this world. I can't personally treat everyone. What I can do is to change the world." Zhang Ze looked at them.
Looking to the distance, there is the city of the Divine Grace Army. Now that we are here, we have to promote it to the undead.
Bows and arrows filled the sky, like rain, flying from the city of the Divine Grace Army into the sky, and then shot toward the ground overwhelmingly. In the rain of arrows, a man and a woman were walking leisurely. Wherever they passed by,
The rain of arrows will appear blank, and after thousands of arrows have passed, the man and the woman will remain unscathed.
This is Zhang Ze and Xue Ye. They came to the opposing city of Divine Grace Army not far from the alliance. Zhang Ze was attacked by Divine Grace Army. Unfortunately, this kind of secular power could not harm Zhang Ze at all.
"Who is coming?" The leader on the city wall shouted. In his memory, he did not remember that there were masters like Zhang Ze and Xue Ye. Moreover, his subordinates were at least as strong as senior warriors. That rain of arrows,
Even for a god-level expert, it would take a lot of effort to deal with it, but the two people in front of them didn't even move. This kind of strength was too terrifying.
Zhang Ze could have left the Natural Selection City directly, returned to the undead tribe, and came to the territory of the Divine Grace Army. Naturally, he came here for something. Seeing that the leader of the other party was so cooperative, Zhang Ze laughed loudly, rose into the air, and said, "I
Zhang Ze, who is from the Undead Clan, came especially to pay his respects!"
"Undead?" The leader's face changed drastically. He had heard about the name of the undead for a long time. How many masters of the Divine Grace Army had died under the attack of the undead. Especially recently, he heard that the undead were getting stronger.
"The damn alliance actually joined forces with these monsters." Seeing that Zhang Ze was coming from the direction of the alliance, the first thing the leader thought was that the alliance had joined forces with the undead. He looked around and saw no undead troops.
He came over and immediately ordered: "Cum hard for me."
"Looking for death!" Zhang Zexue came out of his body with a mad sword, and a fierce momentum flew up from Zhang Ze. It seemed that everything was under his control, "Let me give you an impressive gift!"
"Liang Han glanced." A huge long knife instantly appeared in the sky, carrying an aura of extermination and destruction of everything, and slashed towards the Divine Grace Army.
"This gift should make a deep impression on you!" Zhang Ze chuckled. In the eyes of Shen Enjun, that smile was like the smile of the god of death. When they saw the sword coming down, even though the speed was very slow, they found that they seemed unable to move.
Well, in fact, it was not that the sword was slow, but that it was extremely fast. Everyone saw the sword energy, but their body's nerves could not react, so they had to watch the sword energy strike.
There was a roar and a scream, and the wall collapsed. This knife directly split the city of Shen'en Army into two halves. When the dust cleared, Zhang Ze took Xue Ye, who had torn the city back and rolled back to the undead.
This sword was deeply imprinted in the minds of the Divine Grace soldiers who experienced this disaster. Since then, all the Divine Grace soldiers have learned that the undead have a terrifying existence. One sword is so powerful. For a time, the undead are
The power was as high as the sun, and all the Shen'en Army who fought against the undead were frightened, fearing that they would also encounter Zhang Ze. If they were given a few blows, the battle would not have to be fought.
In the Holy Capital, the former Holy See, the ancestor was sitting quietly in the hall, but there was a cold light on his face. Everyone in the hall had faces as cold as ice, and their bodies were trembling under the pressure of the ancestor.
"You trash, you were attacked by a single undead tribe for several cities. What's the use of raising you!" The undead tribe has been making great progress recently. Whenever the Divine Grace Army fights with them, they all retreat quickly. Now, the ancestor has heard about the undead tribe.
There are a total of 200,000 people, and in the territory occupied by the undead, the power of faith is rapidly draining away. How can you keep the ancestor from being angry? This is the foundation for the recovery of his strength.
"Ancestor, the undead are too powerful. We are no match at all. Please ask Ancestor to teach them a lesson."
"What!" The ancestor's soul moved, and the general who spoke screamed, and then fell to the ground and struggled continuously. However, within a moment, his soul flew out of the body and was directly killed by the old ancestor.
Zu inhaled it into his mouth.
"It's so delicious." The ancestor smacked his lips before he could finish his taste. The generals in the palace were so frightened that they fell to their knees on the ground and shouted: "Ancestor, have mercy on me, ancestor, have mercy on my life."
Joining the Divine Grace Army and becoming the top leaders of the Divine Grace Army may seem to be a great success, but after being promoted by their ancestors, they are destined to never escape the control of their ancestors. The power of the Supreme Art of the Dead gives them the opportunity to become stronger.
, however, it also means that they can never surpass their ancestor, and even, as long as the ancestor is willing, they will become his food at any time.
"You have disappointed me."
The ancestor is not willing to stay in the human world. He wants to return to the divine world and find his former enemies. Therefore, the current ancestor is focused on restoring his cultivation. Otherwise, the descendants of the ancestor would have already destroyed these people.
The soul is eaten up as nourishment.
In order to restore his strength, he must absorb the power of faith from the human world, and these high-level generals are the executors of his absorption of the power of faith. Seeing everyone trembling, the ancestor spoke again: "I will retreat to break through in the near future, and I will give it to you again
A chance to repel the undead. If I hear about the existence of the undead after leaving seclusion, then you will have no value in this world."
"Thank you ancestor for showing mercy."
"Thank you ancestor for showing mercy."
Everyone kept thanking their ancestor for not killing him, but unfortunately, his ancestor did not respond to them. When they bravely looked up, they found that his ancestor had already left the hall.
"Shhh." After sweating, a general complained softly: "It's so scary. I thought it was over this time."
"Hey, life is really frustrating. If I had known that this day would come, I wouldn't have followed this stupid trick. Now I'm fine. I got on a pirate ship. Think about it, I don't even have a chance..."
"Okay, sooner or later, this world belongs to our ancestors. If we don't take refuge with our ancestors, who should we turn to? Like those people from the Alliance and the Undead, huddled in a small world and living a life of fear?"
"I heard that the undead are very powerful now. No one who fought with the undead before survived."
After the ancestor left, the generals in the palace became bolder and began to discuss and complain. It seems that most people are very dissatisfied with their current life. (To be continued.)
