"The people who destroyed the ancient relics," Baimeng said with a chuckle.

As soon as these words came out, it was like stirring up millions of waves, causing an uproar in the entire small world of the ancient relics.

"presumptuous,"

"You are seeking your own death. You dare to provoke our ancient relics like this."

"You will be destroyed today."

Countless scoldings sounded, but Baimen seemed very calm.

The old man who stood up before did not speak. He seemed very calm.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Baimon.

Anyone who can say such things is either crazy or really powerful.

At this time, if he doesn't think Baimeng is a lunatic, what's the other party's confidence?

He realized it carefully.

I found that I couldn't see through Bai Meng, and the other person's body was like a puddle of stagnant water.

The old man had only experienced this feeling from one of their strongest clan leaders.

His heart sank.

The old man's name is Gu Dao, and he is the leader of the ancient relic clan.

At least on the surface, he is the talker of the ancient relics.

Feeling the opponent's strong strength, Gu Luo sighed.

"Some time ago, I did a divination, what kind of divination was it?

I have never met one before."

Gu Zhuan shook his head and said.

"The hexagram is the ultimate death hexagram.

I am destined to die, and my ancient family still has a way to turn things around.

So I brought all the important people from the ancient remnant clan to this small world and faked my own death to escape.

I didn’t expect that I still didn’t hide it from you.”

"You should be the people prompted by the death divination."

Hearing the old man's words, Xu Zimo smiled.

Said: "The hexagrams of your ancient remnant clan are indeed remarkable. No wonder you can transcend the shackles of heaven and earth and feel the outer world."

As soon as these words came out, Gu Zhuang's expression changed drastically.

He quickly replied: "I don't know what you mean."

"No, you know, you are just a master of pretending to be confused," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"Now that we are here, you should understand that there is no need to hide many things.

It’s better to have a frank talk.”

"What do you want to talk about?" Guzhua asked warily.

"I want to know the whole story," Xu Zimo replied.

Silent and confused.

"I can't make the decision on many things."

"Then let the person who can make the decision come out," Xu Zimo said calmly.

"The ancestor is in retreat, he may not have time," Gu Luo replied.

"Bear Meng, let's kill some people, some of them are shameless," Xu Zimo said lightly.

"As ordered," Bai Meng waved his hand.

A steady stream of demonic energy enveloped everything, and the powerful force was overwhelming.

Several magic pillars rose into the sky, imprisoning dozens of people from the ancient remnant clan.

Accompanied by the strangulation with demonic energy, the blood suddenly turned red.

"No," Gudou shouted, but it was still too late.

"Originally I wanted to give you ancient remnant clan a chance, but if you don't want to cherish it, then just exterminate the clan."

Xu Zimo said lightly.

"Do you think I'm here to discuss it with you? This is fate, and you have no right to refuse."

Angry and confused.

I saw him prick his finger, start using the blood as a guide, and actually write a book in blood.

"Heaven is a taboo, and death is a curse."

Cuzhuo shouted angrily.

At this moment, a mysterious force burst out from his body.

The powerful power carries the breath of life and death.

I saw young and confused as the center, surrounded by densely printed characters.

These words were like a torrent, all coming towards Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo did not put up any resistance and allowed the opponent's power to penetrate his body. These words covered the surface of his body.

In this continent of China, he is the creator god of all power.

It would be as difficult as climbing to heaven to kill him.

Let alone killing him, even if you want to hurt him, it will be very difficult.

…

At this moment, when the text was covered, the power of the curse came from it.

This text actually needs to absorb his life force.

"It's a rune raised by nature," Xu Zimo felt it with interest.

"This world has been kind to you, but it's a pity that you ancient relics are so ungrateful."

Speaking of this, Xu Zimo waved his hand.

The words began to fall off one by one.

Couture's face changed slightly because he found that his curse text did not obey his command.

"Let you have a taste of this," Xu Zimo waved his hand.

These words all surrounded the old man.

"How could that happen?" The old man was shocked and quickly backed away.

But how could his speed be comparable to words?

In an instant, the text enveloped him and began to absorb the power of life crazily.

"Clan leader," the surrounding ancient tribesmen shouted.

But due to Xu Zimo's strength, none of them dared to move forward.

The old man fell to the ground and kept rolling.

His screams silenced everyone.

I don't know how much time passed before Gu Luo struggled and said, "Stop, I'll tell you."

When Xu Zimo waved his hand and took away all the words, Young Luo fell to the ground with his hair turning gray.

It's like I've aged a lot in an instant.

"It would have been better if I had said no earlier. It had to be like this," Xu Zimo said with an interesting smile.

"Say it."

"We, the ancient relics, are the messengers between the gods, demons and immortals," Gu Luo said as he was dying.

"The fighting between the various races has lasted too long. They want to cease the war. We are just contacting them."

"At this time, you are still not honest," Xu Zimo snorted coldly.

One knife cut off Gu Luan's two arms.

"No, I haven't finished speaking yet," Gu Luo roared, holding back the pain.

"I only know this, you go find our ancestor.

We all follow the orders of our ancestors."
To be continued...