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Looking at the three ninth-order blood clans that appeared behind Yi Bai Ye, Long Wanhao suddenly jumped up from the spot.
Looking at the three blood races, Long Wanhao pointed at them with his index finger, and asked Bai Ye stutteringly:
"Are these three people blood race? How did they appear here??"
Seeing Long Wanhao's terrified expression, Bai Ye couldn't help smiling.
"Of course, these three blood clans are the blood clans that I killed before. These three people are all ninth-rank blood clan grand earls. You should be able to feel the aura emanating from them, right?"
Listening to what Bai Ye said, Long Wanhao couldn't help swallowing.
"Hey, what's the situation with them? Why did they appear here after being killed by you? What kind of method is this?"
Hearing this, Bai Ye explained to Long Wanhao with a smile on his face:
"You can understand them now as three figurines, puppets."
"Any opponent I kill can be made into this look by me."
"In this way, not only can they maintain their strongest combat power during their lifetime, but they can also think and fight independently, and gain functions similar to immortality."
After hearing Bai Ye's explanation, Long Wanhao couldn't help but shudder.
Suddenly, Bai Ye felt a little scary.
Ignoring Long Wanhao's reaction, Bai Ye continued to say to himself:
"Let me introduce to you, the slightly older one is called the Blood Demon, and he is a top ruler of the Blood God Sect within the Blood Clan, the Earl of the Blood Clan."
"The blood clan wearing the blood-colored heavy armor is called Blood General. The armor is extremely hard. It can not only defend against physical damage, but also protect against mental damage and most of the negative effects. The melee combat ability is quite terrifying."
Chapter 261
"Do you know that in order to kill these two blood clans, I was surrounded by more than a dozen blood clan counts alone?"
"More than a dozen blood clan great counts, and the strongest people in the entire blood clan all stood in front of me and fought a life-and-death decisive battle with me."
Hearing this, Long Wanhao couldn't help asking:
"Then how did you fight them? There are more than a dozen blood races of the ninth rank, and every one of them would drown you if they spit out their mouths, right?"
Facing Long Wanhao's question, Bai Ye twitched the corner of his mouth, and replied with disdain:
"If it wasn't for all of them who don't speak martial arts to unite, would they be able to beat me?"
"If they dared to fight me one-on-one, I would have killed them all."
Listening to Bai Ye's narration, Long Wanhao felt itchy, and quickly asked Bai Ye:
"Then how did you escape in the end? There are more than a dozen powerhouses of the ninth rank, how did you escape?"
"If each of them hugs your arm, won't you be able to move?"
Hearing this, Bai Ye immediately waved to Long Wanhao.
"In the end, I managed to escape by relying on those blood clans who believed in me."
"After I entered the blood clan, I quietly established an organization called [Anti-Blood God Cult]."
Like the cultists in our human race, there are similar existences in the blood race, but their religion is called the blood god religion.
. . . . . .
After Bai Ye's narration, Long Wanhao finally understood everything that Bai Ye experienced in the blood clan.
After he listened to Bai Ye's story, Long Wanhao's eyes almost turned into little stars.
"High, really high."
"Just relying on one person alone, he turned the whole blood race around and turned it into a mess of today, cowhide!"
After finishing speaking, Long Wanhao did not forget to give Bai Ye two thumbs up.
Seeing this, Bai Ye immediately smiled and waved his hands.
"Hahaha, serious words, serious words, hahahaha."
After returning to the territory of the human race, Bai Ye's mood obviously improved, his whole person became much more cheerful, and he even talked more.
The feeling of being in a foreign territory is completely different. In Shanhaiguan, Bai Ye's mood is extremely relaxed and comfortable.
Sure enough, the golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as my old nest.
When I am still in my hometown, I can feel the most peaceful in my heart.
After the chat, Bai Ye immediately asked Long Wanhao about the recent situation in the human race, as well as the major events that happened to the human race after the War of Ten Thousand Clans.
After hearing the inquiry from Bai Ye, Long Wanhao pondered for a moment, and immediately told Bai Ye the current situation facing the human race.
Since the Ten Thousand Clans War, the current human race can be said to have fallen to a trough again.
Long Ao's death in battle, the death of all the soldiers of the Fenghuo Great Wall, and the collapse of the Fenghuo Great Wall, no matter what happened, it was a devastating blow to the human race today.
But fortunately, until the end, the alien army failed to break through the checkpoints of the Great Wall of Fenghuo.
In this battle, Bai Ye, Long Ao, and the tens of thousands of eighth-rank corpse figurines blocking the Great Wall's breach made great contributions.
With his own strength, Long Ao blocked all the ninth-level aliens.
Bai Ye, on the other hand, held back all the eighth-level alien races by himself.
In the end, if it weren't for the appearance of these dead terracotta figurines, maybe the last ten thousand races would have penetrated directly into the hinterland of the human race.
Although the human race suffered heavy losses in this war, the losses of other races participating in the war were not small.
Therefore, in a short period of time, with the awe of those dead and figurines, the human race will be in a relatively safe state for the time being.
But recently the old things on the ghost clan seem to have started to move again.
According to the gossip from the foreign race, it is said that the old ghost fox who was severely injured by you has not only recovered from all the injuries on his body recently, but also seems to have been rejuvenated, and the whole person is getting younger and younger.
After recovering from his injuries, the ghost fox immediately began to lobby within the ghost clan, trying to gather forces to kill us human race again.
In the last Ten Thousand Clans War, in fact, not many soldiers were sent by the ghost clan, and the ninth-level master only came with a ghost fox.
But if Ghost Fox really uses his secret of rejuvenation as a bargaining chip this time, then the ghost clan may send more troops this time.
It must be difficult for those old veteran ghost clan powerhouses to resist the temptation to rejuvenate.
At that time, the ghost clan strongmen we have to face may not be as simple as one or two.
Hearing this, Bai Ye gently raised his hand, interrupting Long Wanhao's speech.
"No, if the ghost fox is really rejuvenated, then the ninth-level powerhouses he can lobby for may not only come from the ghost clan."
"The temptation to rejuvenate, regardless of race, is a temptation that is hard for them to refuse."
After hearing Bai Ye's words, Long Wanhao was slightly taken aback.
Then Long Wanhao said in surprise:
"So, it is very likely that this ghost fox old Bi and others will gather as many troops as last time?"
Bai Ye heard the words and immediately replied:
"There may not necessarily be more troops than last time, but there should be more high-level alien powerhouses than last time."
"After all, many high-level powerhouses will be trapped by their own lifespan, and there are countless high-level powerhouses who want to rejuvenate."
"If Ghost Fox gets entangled again and makes a comeback, the danger he brings will only be more terrifying than last time!"
Hearing this, Long Wanhao frowned immediately, and countless deep grooves were squeezed out of his entire brow.
After hearing the analysis from Bai Ye, Long Wanhao only felt the pressure in his heart was so great that he could hardly breathe.
Now the human race is extremely weak, almost unable to support any form of war anymore.
If the human race at this moment is going through another baptism as tragic as the war of ten thousand races, how can the human race survive?
Although the current Long Wanhao is very strong, he is still far from being as powerful as his grandfather Long Ao.
Seemingly seeing Long Wanhao's thoughts, Bai Ye comforted him:
"Don't worry, don't panic too much, our human race is still alive and well, and it hasn't perished."
"Since the old ghost fox wants to invade the human race for the second time, then we will let them come and go!"
"Although Mr. Long Ao is dead, there are still us two in the human race."
"As long as they are as strong as Long Ao, or even stronger than Long Ao before they start the war, wouldn't that be enough?"
Looking at Bai Ye's confident expression, Long Wanhao suddenly felt a little more confident in his heart.
If it is Bai Ye, maybe it can really be done. . .
Should the torch passed on from me be given to Bai Ye instead of me?
Chapter 262 White Night's Revenge
Bai Ye looked at Long Ao in front of him, and lightly patted him on the shoulder.
"Don't worry, there should be time."
"The old guy gathered so many warriors of ten thousand races last time, but he failed to wipe out the human race.",
"Their second comeback will inevitably require a lot of time to prepare and lobby. During this time, it is definitely enough for you to grow."
Having said that, Bai Ye suddenly showed a gloomy smile.
"And, who said we can only wait for them to take the initiative to attack us? I can also take the initiative to attack them."
After hearing Bai Ye's words, Long Wanhao immediately looked into Bai Ye's eyes blankly.
Could it be that what Bai Ye meant? . .
He's about to start messing around again! ?
Bai Ye and Long Wanhao looked at each other, and Bai Ye couldn't help showing his big white teeth.
"Brother Wanhao. Are there any more arrogant gathering places of cultists in the human race recently?"
"I've been a little busy lately. If I don't contribute to the human race for a day, I feel uncomfortable all over."
After hearing Bai Ye's words, Long Wanhao immediately lowered his head and began to meditate.
"Well, after experiencing the previous war of ten thousand races, the cultists in the human race have become more honest, and they no longer dare to appear in the public's sight as blatantly as before."
"But they weren't actually completely wiped out, they just lay dormant, waiting for the next attack."
"Besides, compared to the low-key cultists in the human race, those guys from the Jinu clan are extremely active these days. It's very annoying to come to the Great Wall of Fire every few days to harass them."
Hearing this, Bai Ye's eyes couldn't help but light up slightly.
Genuines?
"Huh? Brother Wanhao, do we now know what's going on in the Jinu tribe? How many high-end fighters are left in this group of Jinu tribe?"
After hearing Bai Ye's inquiry, Long Wanhao thought for a while and replied again:
"The current high-end combat power of the Jinu tribe should not be much. When the Jinu tribe invaded the human race last time, Mr. Wang Baidao killed the Jinu tribe alone, and slaughtered most of the Jinu tribe almost by himself. "
"Until now, the Jinu people have not been able to regain their vitality, but these guys seem to have recognized the human race and harassed us in different ways. Although they will not cause great harm to the human race, they are very disgusting."
"It is estimated that there are only two ninth-level powerhouses in the entire Jinu clan, and one of the ninth-level powerhouses is in a state of injury."
Hearing this, Bai Ye's face flashed with murderous intent.
"Understood, where is the direction of the slaves? Can you show me the way?"
After hearing Bai Ye's words, Long Wanhao couldn't help but sweat again on his forehead.
"Uh, that, Bai Ye, you just returned to the human race, don't you need to take a break before going out?"
"If you have a good rest, you will have the energy to improve your strength..."
Hearing this, Bai Ye immediately rejected Long Wanhao's suggestion with righteous words.
"No, what I need most now is not rest, but fighting."
"Only fighting can make me stronger quickly."
Moreover, until now, Bai Ye still has an obsession in his heart.
One day, he will trample all races under his feet.