As soon as he handed it over, Zhang Changkong immediately understood what a "silver-like pewter spear head" was.
Even though the ancestral aura of the Colorful Butterfly Tribe is stronger than Zhang Changkong's, he is still from a large race with saint-level existence.
However, in terms of the power of spells alone, the other party was far inferior to Zhang Changkong.
Not to mention that Zhang Changkong also used real weapons, but the opponent used "bare hands".
As soon as Fang fought, Zhang Changkong firmly had the upper hand.
Chains are flying across the sky, gravity fields are all over the void, and the ancestors of the Colorful Butterfly Clan are struggling to their death like insects on a spider web.
Zhang Changkong suddenly felt physically and mentally relaxed. Since he was promoted to a real person, he has either fought against ancient beasts or against real immortal cultivators. Every battle has made him feel inadequate.
However, this time fighting against the alien ancestors made him clearly feel the power of the immortal cultivator's inheritance.
"Human race, stop now. If you don't stop, Saint Qian Huan will never let you go."
The ancestors of the Colorful Butterfly Clan sent a message to Zhang Changkong with some annoyance.
Zhang Changkong was too lazy to respond. He was determined to kill. Not to mention that the ancestors of the Colorful Butterfly Clan were backed by the Holy Order. If he made Zhang Changkong unhappy, even if he was the son of the God of Time, he would still die.
Zhang Changkong was thinking while attacking. If Saint Qian Huan really came to the Flowing Light Territory, Zhang Changkong might really have to give up here in the Flowing Light Territory. Although the alien saints may be far inferior to the human saints, he is not the real person who can do it. Confrontational.
He was wondering whether to use Guiyuan to search for other continents again.
Naturally, he doesn't want to go deep into the Ghost Abyss. He used to be a mage. Maybe those powerful ancient beasts in the Ghost Abyss wouldn't care. Now entering the Ghost Abyss is too dangerous, especially since he knows that there are Netherworld Saint Beasts in the Ghost Abyss. .
If he didn't use the Ghost Abyss to teleport himself, he would use his insects instead. He didn't know if the insects could withstand the attacks of countless ghostly creatures in the Ghost Abyss and successfully teleport there.
Zhang Changkong had obtained some ghost creatures that were suspected of being insects. Unfortunately, those creatures did not produce insect eggs at all, so he could not make a contract at all. Otherwise, it would have been much smoother.
It is a pity to lose the Flowing Light Realm, but it is not unacceptable. The Flowing Light Realm is just a place he conquered when he was in the mage realm. As long as he passes through the Ghost Abyss and finds other continents, as long as he finds a way to bring some people there, it will not take a thousand years. , it can develop into a large-scale race.
"It's a pity that experiments such as in vitro culture cannot be successful at all. It seems that the reproduction of human race can only be conceived by humans." Zhang Changkong felt a pity. If some scientific methods could be used in this world, he would not lack the human race at all.
"It's just a pity that Su Muyan and the others are here," Zhang Changkong thought. However, the Liuguang Realm was being targeted by aliens, and he had no choice. As for what the Caidie Clan said about joining the Alliance of Intelligent Races and expelling the Orcs, It's pure bullshit.
The intelligent races in the Morning Light Continent have proven that it is a long process to officially start expelling the alien gods. It is possible that this process will last for tens of millions of years and hundreds of millions of years. However, now on the Black Mirror Continent, the accumulation of intelligent races is simply not enough. , not to mention other things, he has never heard of any race starting a war against the alien gods.
On the Dawn Continent, when the alien gods began to be expelled, countless races had strong strength. Each powerful race showed its fangs to the divine beasts, and the flames of war spread across the entire continent.
I don’t know whether it’s because the Black Mirror Continent is too small and there are too few intelligent races living on it, or the quality of the intelligent races here is not as good as that of the Morning Light Continent. In short, in Zhang Changkong’s view, the intelligent races in the Black Mirror Continent are in the stage of playing in the mud. So, how could he join the so-called alliance.
Zhang Changkong looked at the ancestors of the Colorful Butterfly Clan in front of him, and their figures transformed, as if they were thousands of clones spread across the void. Even Zhang Changkong's consciousness couldn't distinguish them, so he was really a bit inexperienced.
Unfortunately, it was still useless. Zhang Changkong looked at one of the figures. His law of life could only plunder the vitality from that figure.
"The Caidie tribe is considered one of the top races in the Black Mirror Continent, but compared with the several incredible races in the Morning Light Continent, they are not even worthy of carrying shoes." Zhang Changkong thought about the top ten races in the Morning Light Continent. Three of the three heaven-defying races.
Among the ten major races, as far as Zhang Changkong learned, the three-eyed race is known as the "born holy base". The number of its members is less than one ten thousandth of the human race, but the number of saints is much higher than that of the human race, although it is equivalent to the highest level of true immortals. There are only three Gods.
The Dark Sky Crow Clan is known as "the darling of darkness, the agent of death". Most of the people above the ancestral level in the clan know the law of death with the dark attribute, as if they were born with the law of death.
The human race ranks fifth among the ten major races, because although the human race is not good at anything, it knows a little bit about everything. Moreover, the average intelligence of the human race is outstanding among the intelligent races. Even some alien races have a higher average intelligence level than the human race. , but no human race reproduces faster than the human race, and no human race is wise. Of course, this refers to the ancient human race. The current human race in the Morning Light Continent does not know whether it is because of the improved living environment that they have lost their battle against heaven and earth. The spirit of the human race has caused the overall bloodline of the human race to decline a lot, losing the talent of ancient times.
Compared with the intelligent races on the Morning Light Continent, which are like the chosen ones, those on the Black Mirror Continent are simply not on the stage. Zhang Changkong really has no confidence in their so-called alliance.
Relying on these garbage-like intelligent races, it is better to wait for Zhang Changkong to become a true immortal, and after he has accumulated enough, he can sweep everything.
"The environment of the wilderness world is no longer what it was in the ancient times. At that time, the world was full of wonders. Races with incredible talents rose up one after another and showed their own strengths. Only in this way can they complete the feat of expelling the alien gods." Zhang Changkong thought of the ancient times. I couldn't help but be fascinated by the excellent cultivation environment of that era, "But now, not to mention the scarcity of wonders in the world, the materials and treasures of heaven and earth that increase cultivation are rare. It is even more difficult to become a saint, so I still want to expel Ability God, I really don’t know what it means.”
The intelligent races in the Black Mirror Continent have missed the best period of development. In the current environment of the wild world, there is basically no possibility of "conquering the superior".
Even if the human race of the Flowing Light Domain survives the crisis brought by the Colorful Butterfly Clan, there will be no development prospects in the future, because the beast race on the Black Mirror Continent is too strong. Even if Zhang Changkong becomes a true immortal, other mythical beasts will not be able to survive. Maybe they would line up one by one for him to kill, and there was still a question whether they could beat those mythical beasts with infinite lifespans.
Thinking about it this way, Zhang Changkong felt that it was not unacceptable to give up the Flowing Light Domain.
"Oh, the Steel King has arrived." Zhang Changkong's heart moved, and he looked at the ancestor of the Colorful Butterfly Clan. The alien had always wanted to escape, but yes, his true weapon, the Two-Day Scale, was locked in the void and would not allow him to escape at all.
Zhang Changkong felt that even if the Steel King didn't take action, he would be able to kill this alien's body in less than ten days.
However, since Zhang Changkong had bugs, he didn't like the ritual of "one-on-one" very much. Even if he had the absolute upper hand, Zhang Changkong still asked Steel King to join in.
Although the ancestors of the Colorful Butterfly clan broke out in several waves of hysteria, Zhang Changkong and Steel King were able to suppress it.
Three days later, I looked at the corpse of the alien ancestor that had lost its life breath and looked like a mummy.
"I don't know whether the space where the soul of this alien race is located is independent or shared." Zhang Changkong thought while arranging the soul array. Killing the enemy and destroying the soul is a basic operation. It is not easy to give up when you see something good. It is a human being to keep a line. The truth is, if you want to kill, kill them all; if you want to kill, do it thoroughly and eradicate the roots!
