Job transfer for all: Awakening of the Wine Sword Immortal at the beginning!

Huhuhu...

The cold wind howled, but Gur and others had smiles on their faces.

Solved, that human race is finally dead.

Moreover, their ancestors had promised that even if they could not grab the human treasure this time, they would still be able to get generous rewards when they returned to the clan.

The faces of the eight phantoms were calm, and Chu Ci's death did not make them have any emotions.

Even the talented humans are no different from ants as long as they have not grown up.

"What to do with that treasure?"

At this time, a phantom spoke, and all the phantoms looked at the top of the iceberg.

The faces of the three Ao Meng who were watching the show on the top of the iceberg changed slightly, and their hearts were full of vigilance. If these eight ancient gods wanted to attack them, they would definitely have to invite their ancestors.

"After all, it's a fight between juniors. It can't be justified for you and me to take action, and no one can monopolize this thing."

This time, only the twelve saints entered the battlefield of all races, but there were more than just these saints eyeing this human treasure.

No matter whose hands the treasure falls into, it will eventually be shared. It’s just that you can have a certain say after getting the treasure.

"Forget it, now that the treasure has appeared, if what Bai Ze said is true, we will be able to go out soon."

As he said that, the eight phantoms looked at each other and then slowly dispersed.

call……

Seeing their ancestor leave, Gur and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he was a powerful ancient god. Even if it was just a shadow, the aura he exuded inadvertently still frightened them.

"The human race is dead, not even a body is left. We are considered safe."

Gul spoke.

"Are we still fighting for human treasures?" Suo Fei said.

"If there is an opportunity, we will naturally fight for it, but now that we have used our trump cards, we don't have to expect too much. There are only three days until the battlefield of all races is closed. Let's stay here for these three days." Gur said.

The others nodded, and they had nothing else to do now, so they simply waited here for the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield to end.

And if you're lucky, you might have a chance to snatch that human treasure again.

Just when the eight people were relieved and planning to recover first, cold lights suddenly appeared.

"not good!"

Sophi and Gur reacted the fastest and hurriedly avoided the cold light, but the other six were not so lucky.

As the cold light passed by, these six people just stiffened, their health bars were emptied, and they died on the spot.

"Human race, are you not dead yet?"

Although Suo Fei and Gur had not seen Chu Ci, they looked at the blood-stained spirit sword and did not know who had done it.

While Suofei and Guer were looking around vigilantly, looking for traces of Chu Ci, tens of millions of meters away, Chu Ci stood quietly on the top of a mountain.

"Fortunately, I was prepared, otherwise I would have been killed by those ancient gods." Chu Ci thought to himself.

In fact, during the previous battle with Gur and others, Chu Ci had always used clones.

He is not stupid. He knows these guys have powerful trump cards, so how can he let himself take risks?

Now at level 79, he can have seven clones after using [Sword Shadow].

Originally, he planned to use one clone to trick out the ultimate move of a saint, but he didn't expect that just one clone would trick those eight guys into using their ultimate move.

Fortunately, he was using a clone. In the situation just now, when the ancient god took action, even if he had the ability to use [Sacrificial Wine] to call his ancestors to fight on his behalf, he would not have the chance to use it.

It was also after confirming that the shadows of the eight ancient gods had dissipated that Chu Ci took advantage of the eight Gur people to take action again when they lowered their guard.

And this time he still used the enchanted spirit sword, so he was able to ignore the damage-free effect and kill six demigods directly.

The only thing that surprised Chu Ci was Gul and Suo Fei. These two guys actually escaped this fatal blow.

"Human race, get out of here!"

Suo Fei shouted loudly, the sound was so shocking that even Chu Ci, who was tens of millions of meters away, could faintly hear it.

At this time, Suofei and Gur were not only vigilant, but also desperate.

They deeply understood how powerful Chu Ci was. In order to deal with Chu Ci, they even used ultimate moves.

But he never expected that even after using his ultimate move to summon the ancestors, Chu Ci was not killed.

If they hadn't reacted quickly just now, they would have been corpses by now.

But the feeling of facing death at any time made them even more tormented.

"Humans, come out if you can and fight us for three hundred rounds."

Gur Ye shouted, at least determine the location of the human race first.

Chu Ci from a distance looked at the two people who were screaming incompetently. Naturally, he had no intention of showing up. Who knew what other tricks these two guys had.

"Although my mission requirements for breaking through the border have been met, I don't mind having two more of you."

After Chu Ci finished speaking, he saw a pair of spiritual swords flying out, killing Gur and Suofei.

The expressions of the two changed greatly, and they hurriedly used various means to resist, and even thought about escaping, but they were already targeted by Chu Ci and had nowhere to escape.

Both of them died after all.

He died with reluctance and despair.

But Chu Ci didn't care. He flashed his sword and came under the iceberg and collected the eight corpses.

"What a pity for those mythical corpses we killed before."

The ancient god's phantom had directly turned the land into an ocean with a single blow, and naturally those corpses were not left behind.

"The person who took action just now seems to be the ancient god of the Nether Clan. I lost so many mythical corpses. Sooner or later, I will have to settle this debt with you." Chu Ci thought to himself.

On the other side, in the Nether Clan's clan, an old man suddenly frowned, and there was a feeling of impending disaster in his heart.

But this feeling just appeared and then disappeared, just like an illusion.

"Strange, why do I feel so cold down my back?"

The old man opened his eyes. As an ancient god, he had warnings when disaster was coming. He would not think that it was an illusion just now.

But after thinking about it, he realized that he was already an ancient god. Although he also had enemies, those enemies could not do anything to him.

Just as he was thinking about it, the old man frowned again.

"That little guy Gul is dead. How is that possible? Didn't he use the projection left by me?"

The old man's thoughts flashed and he thought of many causes of Gur's death, but he denied them.

"That's all, I will know after the battlefield of all races is over."

The old man closed his eyes again. Gur's death did not attract his attention. After all, there were countless descendants of Gur's level among the Hades.

In addition to the old man, the ancient gods of the other seven races also noticed the death of the younger members of their clan.

But like the old man, these ancient gods were just surprised for a moment and then ignored him.

In the Ten Thousand Races battlefield, after Chu Ci collected the corpses, he also looked at Ao Meng and the three people on the iceberg.

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