Chapter 2036: The Undead (4)

The game of the quarter-finals is no longer important for Shen Yanxiao.
She thought that the ancestors of the undead had arranged the final winner of the game to the side of the night, indicating that he was very concerned about his son, but what he saw today is not at all.
The attitude of the undead ancestors to the night, indifference is like treating a stranger, without a half-word conversation, without the attention of the eyes, even if the night is so humble and self-conscious, he did not win him for a moment. Sight.
Want to change the ancestors of the undead through the night, the difficulty seems not to be big.
"Hey, the ancestors of the undead, do you have the atmosphere of the Mozu?" Shen Yanxiao did not find suspicious figures outside the night and father appeared in the main stand.
"I don't know... his breath is too strong, even if there is, it will be directly covered by his own breath, unless Satan deliberately left his power on the ancestors of the undead, otherwise I can't detect the words of the adult... ... should be able to sense it." There is some helplessness. Although he was promoted to be a sacred beast, he has not yet had the ability to confront the superiors of the superior level.
The strength of the ancestors of the undead has already belonged to the rank of the upper god. He could not detect it at such a long distance. He would not be noticed. He would also find his own anomalous atmosphere by the ancestors of the undead, so he was somewhat restrained.
"How strong is he." Shen Yanxiao is slightly strange, can let 饕餮 say such a thing, presumably the strength of the ancestors of this undead is definitely not weak.
After all, a guy who can move so far away, nearly a million undeads in an instant to mourn the abyss, how powerful might be weak!
"Master, Satan, the father of the mini dragon... In addition to these three, I have not been able to find out the fourth is stronger than him, the Elf King does not work, the Dragon God... is also a little bit worse, after all, the dragon There is no real fusion between the soul and the body."
"..." Shen Yanxiao was really shocked by the analysis of the shackles.
She knew that the ancestors of the undead were strong, but did not expect to be strong.
Even Elf King and Dragon God can't surpass him!
If the undead and the demons are allied, then they will face two opponents that are difficult to confront.
The last time, the call of the Death Wing almost killed Shen Yanxiao. If it wasn't for the sorrow of the Mini Dragon, he woke up the Wings of Death. With the strength of Shen Yanxiao, he could not summon the King of the Eudemons.
A Satan is enough to allow the repair to go all out, but on the side of Shen Yanxiao, there is no second strong existence that can counter the ancestors of the undead.
In any case, you can't let the undead and the demons form an alliance!
After realizing the power of the ancestors of the undead, the belief in Shen Yanxiao’s heart was more firm.
Even if the odds are minimal, she has to give it a go!
In the main stand, the night is standing stiff, and every movement of the undead ancestors will bring him a trace of tension.
"The night." A low-pitched, magnetic voice rang behind the night.
After a night of silence, I immediately turned around.
"Father."
"This is the trial of the game?" The ancestors of the undead squinted half-faced with a trace of intolerance.
The battle in the arena made him feel boring to the extreme.
The night was holding my breath, and I was constantly sweating.
"Winning is born, defeat is dead, this is what I want to see." The eyes of the undead ancestors flashed with utter ruthlessness.
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Eight finishes