National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster

Anger rose, and the six high-level gods were so angry that their whole bodies trembled.

Since when did a guy with a third level of divine respect come to them so boldly and threaten to kill them?

This is the ancestral star of the Ximu clan, not the ancestral star of the human race.

But they still didn't take action, and a god roared, "Don't think that because you are a human being, you can do whatever you want.

Lin Moyu chuckled lightly, with a little disdain, "It seems that your morale has been lost. Being fought by Xiao Zhanshen, even the fighting spirit was wiped out."

"Originally, 50,000 years ago, you tried every means to free some of your tribe members, thinking that you were trying to make a comeback."

"Now it seems that even if those people are still alive, it is useless.

Lin Moyu's words stunned the six people on the spot. This matter was extremely secretive. Even among the Ximu tribe, only a few people knew about it.

But how did Lin Moyu know?

And he said it so nonchalantly.

"You...how did you know?"

"who are you?"

"What did you do to those tribesmen?"

Three questions in a row came from three gods.

It can be heard from the voices that they are scared and frightened. Lin Moyu's words frightened them.

Lin Moyu said, "Perhaps you can meet each other soon.

His tone was still calm, without any disturbance.

But when it fell into the ears of the six gods, it was like a bolt from the blue.

They are not stupid, otherwise they would not be able to cultivate high-level gods.

They completely understood Lin Moyu's words, and despair grew from the bottom of their hearts.

Finally, someone couldn't stand it any longer, let out a roar, and charged towards Lin Moyu.

Lin Moyu said with a smile on his face, "I finally lost my temper, but it's a pity it's too late!"

Gray mist surged out of his body, and the hell of bones emerged at will, swallowing up the god.

Like wolves and tigers, the evil spirits from hell pounced on the opponent and began to gnaw crazily.

The screams came one after another, and in the blink of an eye, the deity died.

After easily killing a high-level god, Lin Moyu seemed to have done something insignificant, "Next, it's your turn."

"But you can rest assured that I still have use for the Ximu Ancestral Tree and will keep it for the time being."

"Whenever it is no longer useful, I will send it down to accompany you.

The remaining five high-level gods were completely in despair. One of them trembled, "Can you really not let us go?"

Lin Moyu shook his head, "One hundred thousand years ago, when you invaded the human race, you should have thought that today would happen."

"You don't need to resist. The more you resist, the harder it will be.

"You have worked so hard over the years to create so many recipients, so there is no need to give fruits to others in the future."

The high-ranking god spoke again, "You are a human being who has come to seek revenge. We all suffer and will not resist. But can you agree to our last request?

Lin Moyu nodded, "Let's talk about it, maybe I will agree."

"Can I please save you and let our ancestral tree go?"

"You can take him away, but please don't destroy him. This is the last trace of our Ximu clan in the world. Save you!"

Several people knelt down towards Lin Moyu. Five requests from high-level deities before their death made Lin Moyu slightly moved.

"Let me think about it." He did not agree directly, but it made him feel that something was wrong.

Silently, the soul power wrapped around the Ximu Ancestral Tree, not only the tree body, but also the tangled branches and a large number of branches.

No matter how you play the Skeleton Hell, Lin Moyu's soul will be used as the boundary and no harm will be done to Nozuki Tsumugi.

The soul power flowed and enveloped the Ximu Ancestral Tree, and Lin Moyu suddenly let out a light sigh.

He actually felt a trace of vitality from the ancestral tree.

In its deepest depths, a life is gestating.

"The ancestral tree is reborn?"

The Ancestral Ximu Tree has died long ago, and its function now is more like a magic weapon, with which all Ximu Fruits can be manipulated.

After all, it is the origin of the Ximu clan and the ancestor of the entire Ximu clan. Its blood flows through all the Ximu clan people.

It is also the spiritual totem of the Ximu people and is worshiped by people every day.

Lin Moyu sensed carefully, and with his super-sensitive soul, he sensed the unusualness of this life form.

It is undeniable that this life form is very powerful, has extremely strong vitality, and is stronger and longer than the god.

Because the ancestral tree wraps it, it cannot be felt by the outside world at all.

He may have been in the other side state since he was born, which is simply an incredible existence.

Even the Dragon Clan seems impossible to reach this level.

At the same time, Lin Moyu felt deep resentment and anger in his living body.

Lin Moyu gradually understood the origin of this life form. He was a murderous spirit bred by the grievances of countless Ximu people and with the help of the body of the Ximu ancestral tree.

This kind of life form is extremely powerful and is born to be the other side.

The realm may not exist, but he can have the combat power of the other side realm, even stronger than the ordinary other side realm, which is a bit unreasonable.

But the disadvantage is that he only knows how to kill and has no wisdom. He is more like a killing weapon than a real living being.

The Ximu tribe gave birth to such a life form in the Ximu ancestral tree just for killing.

They want to kill all the races that oppress them, which naturally includes the human race.

If he really kept the ancestral tree and brought it back to the human race.

One day, the life form inside arrived, bringing with it the resentment of the Ximu tribe, and the surrounding humans would surely suffer.

I don’t know how many people will die by then!

A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Moyu's mouth, and his eyes became colder.

He whispered, "Don't worry, I will keep your ancestor.

As soon as these words came out, smiles appeared in the eyes of the five high-level gods.

But Lin Moyu continued, "."The ancestral tree is still useful to me, but the things nurtured in it will not be retained!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the five high-level gods changed drastically, and the five of them rushed towards Lin Moyu like crazy.

Countless mist surged out of Lin Moyu's body, instantly covering them and the entire planet.

Screams rang out, and the five high-level gods were surrounded by evil spirits from hell. No matter how they attacked, it was of no avail.

The evil spirit from hell of the eighth level of the god soon tore them into pieces.

Not only them, but all the Ximu tribesmen on the planet were spared.

Even the planet itself, Lin Moyu has to pack up and take away.

A few minutes later, there were no more survivors on the planet, and all that was left was the barren land.

The containment talisman array flew out, Lin Moyu unceremoniously packed up the entire galaxy, and then he disappeared into the starry sky.

Two days later, the powerful men from the Hundred Clans Alliance arrived belatedly.

But the result was still the same as before, nothing was found.

Lin Moyu did it very cleanly without leaving any traces.

However, this time there were a few more witnesses. Through their descriptions (Mo Wang Zhao) and the recorded images, we learned some information about the 'Ghost Tribe'

The Demon Lord of the Abyss whispered, "It turns out that this is the ghost tribe. The whole body is shrouded in mist, and the situation inside cannot be seen."

The Black Gold Saint of the Golden Eagle Clan whispered, "Wherever the mist passed, even the galaxies disappeared. It is really just like the records. Wherever the Ghost Clan passed, nothing existed.

It can be seen that the two of them are very vigilant, and it is obvious that the ghost tribe makes them feel at ease.

In particular, the ghost tribe comes and goes without a trace. Every time it devours a galaxy, it disappears and then reappears in the next galaxy.

There was a trace of terror in the eyes of Saint Blood Ox, and he breathed hot air, "So this is the ghost tribe."

The Abyss Demon Lord said, "Now that there are traces of the ghost clan, we should change from passive to active and see if we can kill them."

The Black Gold Saint felt that what the Abyss Demon Lord said made sense, "I agree with what the Abyss Demon Lord said.

The Blood Ox Holy Lord's face changed drastically. Why did he turn from passive to active? Did he take the initiative to seek death?

But he couldn't say it. .