Chapter 91: A tribe? Blood relatives?

Morson faintly passed out.
The bloodshot clan woke up and stared blankly at the man who had fallen to the ground.
"How could it be a man ..." He murmured.
What he saw just now is clearly a woman who is incapable of surviving ...
Meng Ke connected the spiritual line to this blood race, and dominated the scene just now. It was considered to be done, and gave Moir immortality.
Naturally, Moore is useless.
So, a black mist slowly floated from Moore's comatose body, as if the evil attached to him had come out of it, quietly floating in mid-air.
"What is this!"
A blood race woman exclaimed, just like an ordinary human girl.
After all, they are still a group of people who have been humans for decades, but only for a few weeks.
For Meng Ke, this group of people is even better than ordinary people, because they have seen extraordinary power, and they are extraordinary races.
Their world view itself is that the ordinary world is hidden under the unknown extraordinary power.
In the doubts of everyone, the dark mist gradually expanded, and finally turned into a humanoid appearance.
"Evan, be careful." A female blood clan worried.
"It's okay, we are no longer ordinary people." Evan, the bloodshot clan, stared closely at the black mist and comforted his companions.
At this moment, the black mist suddenly violently surged, and the figure seemed to look back at Evan. Then, the black mist suddenly shrank and changed back to the original black ball shape.
"Bang"
The black ball exploded.
The thick black mist dispersed, and a man wearing worn bronze armor appeared in front of the seven.
The man wore a helmet, and the face exposed from under the helmet was pale and pale without blood.
The men's indifferent eyes looked at them, and that kind of eyes made Evan awkward and uncomfortable, as if they were high above the gods, and their sharp eyes could look directly at their dirty souls.
Strongly endured discomfort, Evan knew that this person must not be a fragile ordinary person, don't look at the seven of them, but if they rushed up without thinking, he was not sure what would happen.
"Who are you? This is the territory of our blood, if you ..."
Evan was still talking. Suddenly, with the sound of "Qi", he noticed that he was anxiously looking in the direction of the bronze man. His reaction was quick, but it was still too late.
The bronze man pulled out the bronze sword he hung around his waist. If you look closely, you can see that the sword has many patterns carved on it, but unlike ordinary patterns, it looks like it was hardened by fingers. The traces that Shengsheng caught on it were the same, and a twisted and crazy will was revealed from it.
Even Evan's eyes couldn't keep up with the speed of the bronze man. It was just an instant. Pulling the sword, chopping off, closing the sword, all in one go, did not give him any time to dodge.
"Evan!"
Wait until the bronze men finished this, the companion's exclamation came into Evan's ear.
"His!"
One arm fell to the ground, and at the same time, blood ran down Evan's shoulder like money, and he suddenly soaked half of his body.
Immediately, he stepped back in horror and fear, and at the same time, his companion hurried to his side, looking at the bronze man with vigilance.
"Bloodlines?"
"Zombies, zombies, corpses, corpses, I have never heard when there is an extra blood family in this world."
A voice came directly into their minds, although they had never heard this language, but they were amazingly able to understand the meaning.
"Seniors, don't you forget what you are after only a thousand years?"
Suddenly, a monstrous murderousness rose from the bronze body, and coldly enveloped the seven people, making their pale face even paler.
At this time, after they became a blood clan, they thought that they were better than ordinary people. They looked like they were when they faced them, fear, fear, and weakness.
Even, they may not be as good as some ordinary humans.
"Humph!"
Bronze people glanced at them contemptuously, and said coldly: "When will my corpse fear death? It's only a thousand years ... do you fall into this way?"
Evan can't understand what the weirdo is saying, but he can hear that the weirdo seems to be from a thousand years ago and seems to be a blood race.
Is this a blood race that has lived for thousands of years? !
Thought of this possibility, and an inexplicable horror came out of his heart.
Know that their highest ruler and the oldest blood clan is just a blood clan that has lived for hundreds of years!
How could there be a blood family living in this world for thousands of years? !
If this is the case, then the strength of this person ...
Evan's eyes kept flashing, sometimes horrified, and sometimes hesitated, and Meng Ke did not interrupt him.
He knew that this man was hooked, and he had begun to doubt what the phantom said.
"This is impossible! Human civilization is only a few thousand years ~ EbookFREE.me ~ And thousands of years ago humans were still in the primitive period, how could there be blood at that time ... corpse!" Evan almost said Became a blood clan, but fortunately responded promptly and quickly changed his tongue.
"Hahaha ......... !!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly, the bronzer laughed inexplicably.
"Millennium ... Millennium ... Millennium ..."
"But for thousands of years !!!"
The bronze man shook his head as if he heard a big joke, and looked sadly at Evan.
"The human race has been standing on the earth for hundreds of thousands of years, and no one knows from above or below. How come it fell into your mouth, the history of the human race is only thousands of years?"
"Or do you have forgotten the glory you once had?"
Hundreds of thousands of years? !
Evan was sluggish for a while, and wondered: "You said that you are a corpse, what does the glory of humans have to do with you?"
Yes! He was right!
This strange person said that he was a corpse, that is, a blood race thousands of years ago. It stands to reason that if humans really had that glorious history, shouldn't the existence of corpses die out long ago?
Moreover, you, a corpse, how can you be proud of the glorious history of other races? !
Is it possible, is this a traitor?
Sure enough, the bronze man was silent and stood there motionless.
Every accurately caught some of the information revealed in the bronze man's words, and this information was actually Meng Ke deliberately disclosed to him, what he wanted was his doubts.
After a while, when Evan thought that he and others were about to be killed, the bronze man suddenly spoke, his voice low.
"I won ..."