Chapter 3077 The Thief Who Stole the Spiritual Root Returns...

?　　The combination of Kunlun Zushu Yongren and Dragon Clan Elder Ao Lu is the strongest fighting force of the Earth's evolutionary civilization today.

At first, the seven saints of the Nether Clan were not opponents, and now there are only four people left in a trapped beast fight, which is naturally more difficult to deal with. They were severely injured and retreated.

None of the seven saints could escape.

Seeing this scene, the Earth Evolvers felt their blood boiling.

They were extremely excited.

Looking at the starry tree above the sky, they bowed down and worshiped.

That is the god who protects the Earth's evolutionary civilization at this moment.

Boom! The Lord of the Underworld coughed up another mouthful of blood, and his body fell heavily to the ground, his face showing despair.

"Is there no escape?"

The Lord of the Underworld's hands trembled. Next to the place where he fell was the Axe of Creation that had landed before, but now the Lord of the Underworld no longer had the strength to pick up the Axe of Creation.

Whether it was the Kunlun ancestor tree Yongren or the dragon clan elder Ao Lu, they were all saints who had transcended immortality and entered sainthood thousands of years ago. They had too much experience in dealing with saints and knew how to destroy saints.

"Yongren, send them on their way."

Ao Lu laughed loudly, full of vigor and energy. He hadn't had such a good fight for a long time. "Seven saints represent seven holy bones. This is an extremely precious treasure for the evolution of the earth's civilization."

The star petals were dazzling.

The gorgeous star petals gathered together and soon formed four arrows.

The dangerous atmosphere descended instantly, covering the four saints.

The pupils of the Lord of the Underworld trembled violently, and his throat moved with a low and angry roar, his eyes full of resentment, "Soul Emperor misled me!"

The minds of the other three saints on the side could not help but tremble at the same time.

The eyes of the Lord of the Underworld were red with resentment. "As a saint of the Samsara Palace, controlling the Ten Thousand Realms, it is impossible for the Soul Emperor not to know the strength of the Kunlun Ancestral Tree, but he also arranged for us, the Netherworld Clan, to guard the exile land of the Earth. It is clear that he deliberately let us die."

The four star arrows gathered terrifying power.

Swish! One of the star arrows broke through the air.

The target was locked on one of the saints.

The saint's eyes were wide open, and his soul seemed to explode in an instant, shaking violently.

"I don't accept it!"

The light of the holy bone was revealed, forming the strongest defense, and at the same time, he took out two treasures in his hand.

After the star arrow penetrated the two treasures, it sank into the body of the saint, and stopped when it touched the holy bone, but the overwhelming force pushed the saint back thousands of meters, and his flesh was almost about to explode, bleeding, and the breath of life was rapidly lost.

Star arrow, the arrow that kills the saint.

"Boss, cover me."

At this time, another saint rushed to the back regardless of everything.

The Lord of the Underworld:?

The saint's figure was like lightning, and he tried his best to escape the coverage of the star arrows.

The star arrows contain the power of the mediocre. The four arrows can be said to be the strongest power that can be erupted in the current state of the mediocre.

One arrow kills a saint.

The saint did not get the cover of the Lord of the Underworld, and was nailed to the ground by the star arrows.

"Boss, what should we do?"

The last one standing next to the Lord of the Underworld was the Eighth of the Underworld. At this time, his voice was trembling. The remaining two star arrows were extremely dazzling and stretched across the air.

That represented the sentence of death.

The Lord of the Underworld tried to calm himself down, "Old Eight."

"Yeah."

The Lord of the Underworld glanced at Old Eight of the Underworld, and said softly, "Do you still remember the days when dozens of us brothers were in the abyss?

At that time, it was truly dark and gloomy. Later, with our strength, we walked out of the abyss, but the way of heaven was ruthless, and the brothers around us left one by one. In the end, only seven of us brothers became saints."

Old Eight of the Underworld clenched his fists, as if he also recalled the beautiful youthful days.

"However, I didn't expect that today, seven of us brothers would die here."

The Lord of the Underworld's eyes were red, "The brothers left first, and now there are only two of us brothers left.

The only thing I am unwilling to accept is that I can't kill the enemy and avenge my brothers."

"Boss, no need to say more."

The Eighth Netherworld took a deep breath, "These four star arrows represent the strongest power of the Kunlun Ancestral Tree. If we can escape from the four star arrows, the Kunlun Ancestral Tree may not have the remaining strength to stop us.

But in this situation, even if the two of us go separately, we can't avoid the pursuit of the star arrows."

"That's exactly what I mean."

The Lord of the Underworld sighed and looked at the star arrows with fear, "In fact, in terms of defense alone, Eighth Netherworld, you have the strongest defense among our brothers. Your treasured Xuanwu Black Armor may be able to block 70% of the lethality of the star arrows."

"Boss, I understand."

The Eighth Netherworld's eyes were firm.

The Lord of the Underworld nodded and patted the Netherworld Old Eight on the shoulder, "Old Eight, I'm sorry."

"No need to say sorry, I don't blame the boss. If it wasn't for the choice between life and death, how could the boss abandon me?"

The Netherworld Old Eight said loudly, "I will definitely live well and avenge the boss in the future. I won't let the boss sacrifice in vain."

The Lord of the Underworld: ?

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Whoosh! Whoosh! At this moment, the last two star arrows had completed the charge and shot through the air.

"Old Eight, Black Tortoise Armor!"

The Lord of the Underworld roared.

"Boss..." Netherworld Old Eight threw down the Black Tortoise Armor and turned and ran with a broken voice.

In a flash, the Hades picked up the basalt black armor, and the inky light spread like ripples, and the figure also ran wildly in the direction where the Netherworld Old Eight retreated.

Boom! After the first star arrow penetrated the basalt black armor, it approached the Hades.

The Hades flipped his palm, and a golden treasure appeared.

This is a Buddhist golden bell, the Hades's life-saving treasure.

With the help of the basalt armor and the Buddhist golden bell, the Hades blocked the first star arrow, but even so, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

However, the Hades had no time to adjust his breath, and the last star arrow was close at hand.

"Transfer flowers and trees!"

The Hades roared, and the Netherworld Old Eight, who was running at high speed, felt that he was pulled back by a force, and his face immediately showed fear, despair, and anger, "Boss..." Boom! The last star arrow penetrated the body of the Netherworld Old Eight, stopped when it hit the holy bone, and the whole body exploded directly.

The powerful impact force pushed the Hades back a thousand meters, and a huge deep pit was smashed on the ground.

"He won't die yet."

Qingyi spoke, and his figure moved, just about to finish off the Hades. However, just after walking a distance, he suddenly felt an invisible strange breath, and there was an inexplicable trembling feeling in his heart.

Qingyi looked up in a certain direction... The star flowers above the sky were shaking violently.

The petals were flying wildly in the sky.

Ao Li looked over and murmured softly, "The thief who stole the spiritual root is back."