Chapter 707 Black-Cloaked Corpse Demon
Zhao Yin didn't know whether the statue's collapse meant that the young human in white, who was so powerful that the gods were kneeling, had died in battle!
In the picture, the old pig tribe went crazy from that day on, and continued to invest in the research and development of enchanted armor.
From that day on, the human race who came to the pig tribe's world had no smiles on their faces.
The pig tribes of the whole world also gradually became solemn, and they were all desperately forging equipment.
But there were more and more human races queuing up to purchase equipment, and it seemed that their forging speed could no longer meet the needs of the human race.
Until that day, a young human race in black came to the pig tribe world and found the old pig tribe.
The two did not know what they talked about, and soon, a large army of pig tribes was formed and walked out of the world.
The scene changed, and soon the pig army returned, but there were millions of people when they left, but less than 100,000 returned...
I don't know how many years have passed, during which time pigs are constantly born and die... But every once in a while, millions of pigs are sent to leave the world.
Sometimes, 100,000 people can return, sometimes tens of thousands can return...
The old pig's hair turned white, and his face was more vicissitudes.
In the long life of the gods, he seemed to live very fast.
Year after year, countless spring and autumn years.
The blue beast never evolved again...
Enchant armor, no breakthrough in research and development...
One day, the young man in black came again, with an arrow stuck in his heart.
Zhao Yin could feel that although the young man in black was not as strong as the young man in white, his strength was comparable to that of a god.
Such a strong man, Zhao Yin didn't know whether there was a medicine in the mysterious extraordinary that could heal his injuries.
The old pig tribe was very nervous and took out the gallbladders of the blue snake.
The black-clothed youth smiled and shook his head. The conversation between the two was more like the black-clothed youth coming to see him for the last time before his death.
Finally, the black-clothed youth, in front of the old pig tribe, gradually weakened his life breath and turned and walked into nothingness.
That was the second time the old pig tribe shed tears.
After that day, the human race did not come to purchase equipment for a long time.
The old pig tribe had guilt on their faces and stopped the research and development of enchanted armor and no longer cultivated blue beasts.
It seemed that he finally gave up!
Perhaps, after the death of the black-clothed human race, everything was meaningless.
That day, a foreign race with wings on their backs broke into this world, with tens of millions of them!
That was the angel race!
The two angels in the lead had twelve wings on their backs, and their terrible pressure made the world tremble.
The old pig tribe led the tribe in a bloody battle, and I don’t know how many tribesmen died.
Finally, the human race arrived and fought side by side with the pigs again. In the end, the human race and the pigs paid a painful price and finally drove away the angels.
In that battle, hundreds of millions of pigs died, and the human race didn't know how many strong men they sacrificed.
Zhao Yin felt that the strongest human race was far inferior to the two young men in white and black. The victory of that battle relied on desperate efforts!
In such a big world, only one in ten people of the entire pig race survived.
The surviving pigs buried the dead warriors one by one, and countless graves almost filled the whole world.
They were grateful for the kindness of the human race and buried the beasts in the graves of the human warriors...
The remaining pigs no longer laughed. Under the leadership of the old pigs, they continued to forge equipment year after year.
There was still hope in their eyes, as if they were still waiting for the arrival of the human race.
After endless years of friendship, the human race is now their closest partner.
On that day...
The 'human race' finally came again.
However, their appearance had changed.
The once smooth skin was now covered with blue veins, and the dark eyes were pale, like dead fish...
Zhao Yin was shocked, and he recognized that the people in the picture were not human race, but corpse demons!
But from the outline of their faces, it was still possible to distinguish that they were the group of people who had come to purchase equipment on behalf of the human race!
Obviously, the pigs did not know that their friends had already turned into demons.
In the enthusiasm of all the pigs, in the hospitality, the corpse demons waved their butcher knives at them!
Outside the realm, more corpse demons came, tens of millions...
All the pigs were unbelievable, even the old pigs were full of shock.
It seemed that no matter what, they were unwilling to believe that the human race had betrayed friendship!
After countless tribesmen were slaughtered, the old pigs suddenly attacked and killed one powerful 'human race' after another.
In the picture, Zhao Yin saw a demigod corpse demon, whose head was cut off by the old pig tribe, and fell in the center of the world... It was the corpse demon demigod who later turned into a skeleton and was taken by him!
The pig tribe is kind and sincere, but not stupid, and the old pig tribe is even a god.
He killed most of the "human race" who came... Just then...
The old pig tribe always thought that the dead young man in black appeared again.
The old pig tribe was stunned. In the corpse demon tribe's hard slaughter, in the despair of the pig tribe people...
The old pig tribe just looked at the young man in black like that. His best friend now has a pair of dead fish eyes!
The young man in black waved his hand, and endless thunder descended. In just a moment, all the remaining pig tribes in the whole world were completely extinct.
The old pig tribe still seemed unwilling to believe it, and was still questioning something...
The young man in black walked towards him with a ruthless look, as if he had long forgotten the friendship he had.
He took action against the old pig clan.
The old pig tribe fought with them, but in the end they were still defeated. After the young man in black changed his appearance, he seemed to have become stronger!
In the end, the young man in black did not kill the Laozhuang tribe, but set off the rules of the entire world and suppressed the Laozhuang tribe...
The picture ends here!
Zhao Yin regained clarity before his eyes, but he still couldn't recover for a long time.
"At that time, I realized... that he had already left his mark at the core of our world...!"
"He didn't kill me, but imprisoned me here, destroyed my divine body, and suffered the pain of regret every day... How cruel is that?"
"When have we, the Pig Clan, ever been ashamed of the human race? Why would the human race... betray us?"
"I've been thinking about it for a million years, but I still can't figure it out."
"Human, can you give me an answer?"
The sound transmission from the soul of the Old Pig God was transmitted into Zhao Yin's mind every word, still filled with overwhelming hatred.
At this time, Zhao Yin already understood that the young man in black might be the origin of the corpse demon clan.
The corpse demon clan was originally transformed from the human race.
However, in the eyes of the old Zhuyang tribe, there has never been a corpse demon in the world.
Therefore, for millions of years, he did not know that the corpse demon clan had long been inhuman!
"Senior, you know that millions of years have passed, and among the worlds today, there is a race that has quietly formed!"
Zhao Yin spoke: "They are humans but not humans, corpses but not corpses. They are called the zombie demon clan!"
"Senior, the human race has never betrayed the Pig Clan. That time when the black man was hit by an arrow in his chest, he was already dead...!"
"The one who betrayed the Zhuang clan was the corpse demon in black!"