" Demon is good. You destroyed another way for the Machili family to obtain the Holy Grail. You should pay the price." Jian Tong Zang Yan leaned on his cane and spoke in a hoarse voice. His extremely evil tone could cause goosebumps to appear on people's bodies.
In the dark underground secret chamber, the stench of decay filled every corner, and the smell of insects 'wings could be heard everywhere. Damn, it was very scary.
At this moment, almost all the bugs in the bug room crawled out. It looked very spectacular and disgusting.
"Looks like you still don't know the difference between us.”
The Jian Tong Dirty Inkstone in front of him was not the main body. Eight Cloud Trace also saw that there were only worms in the other party's body. Now, he was also unable to find the location of the Jian Tong Dirty Inkstone in the sea of worms.
But so what?
In the face of absolute strength, numbers were not important. If Lancelot was in the enemy camp at the beginning, he would have been a little afraid. However, the Eight Cloud Traces did not care about the enemy at all. Even if the enemy was an old demon, the enemy had too little dragon bloodline. The demons who worshipped bloodline power greatly despised these weak demons with rare and precious bloodlines.
That's right, in the eyes of the Eight Cloud Traces, the other party was just a weak and old insect monster.
"Kill him and take his bloodline!”The Tong Visceral Ink Stone stimulated the bloodlust of those insects. The ferocious insect army kept closing their mouthparts and opening them, drowning the Eight Cloud Traces in an instant.
"Hahaha, demons are nothing more than this."
Jian Tong Zang Yan knocked on the floor with his walking stick, his smug expression indescribable.
But the next moment, he was stunned and his breathing quickened." You didn't find the target?”
According to the information fed back by the Engraving Worms, Jian Tong Zangyan did not feel the sound of the Engraving Worms tearing apart the target at all. Instead, in the next second, his body felt as if he was being aimed at.
It was as if he had been plunged into a cold ice cave. It was a premonition that his soul had been frozen.
The demon didn't die. It just disappeared, but it returned at this moment.
Like a god of death who had returned from hell, he raised his black-and-white sickle to reap the fire of life. The Eight Cloud Traces was spying in the dark. In the next second, that sickle would be able to reap the life of Jian Tong Zangyan.
"You're dead!"
Eight Cloud Trace's warm voice came from all directions. He waved his hand in the crack, and the crack in front of him suddenly expanded. Countless Black Death Butterflies were like dazzling fireworks, but they could also be compared to stars, decorating this dark secret chamber. When those Mark Bugs touched those Black Death Butterflies, they were like natural gas that was ignited, erupting clusters of blue cold flames. The life of the Mark Bugs was ignited by the Black Death Butterflies, forming an incomparably beautiful scene.
"No, no, no, those butterflies are!!”Jian Tong Zang Yan couldn't avoid it in time and was stuck to his body by a Black Death Butterfly. Then, his entire body turned into a huge cluster of blue fireworks. He struggled, but it was useless.
His body gradually collapsed. The Mark Bugs kept struggling, but the more they struggled, the easier it was for the flames to spread. The flames of sin soon began to burn into his body.
"This is the Black Death Butterfly, a butterfly that can make sinners realize their sins. This is also excellent for executioners.”
Eight Cloud Traces said calmly. He knew the function of these Black Death Butterflies. They were the incarnations of the dead. They naturally hated evil. With their hatred, those sinners who had not died would be judged once they touched them. They would trigger their own karmic fire and then be burned to ashes by their own sins.
"Do you think you can kill me like this?”
Jian Tong Zangyan's body had already turned into a pile of dust, but his voice was still spreading in the room. He was laughing without any restraint. He felt that the Eight Cloud Traces could not kill him. As long as his true body did not die, those Mark Insects could reproduce as many as he wanted. Just like his son, Jian Tong Yanye, he was also burning in the flames. Although it was not burning as fast as his insect repellent body, he was about to be burned out.
"No, I didn't say that I killed you just now.”Eight Cloud Trace shook his head slightly and pointed at the Black Death Butterflies that were still flapping their wings. He said something that made Jian Tong Zang Yan's expression change drastically." Do you think I can't tell that your real body won't kill the fake body formed by that insect?”
"What?" Jian Tong Zang Yan was speechless. Then, he wanted to escape from the insect room.
However, in the next moment, the Black Death Butterflies turned into flames and entered the cracks in the stone slabs. Eight Cloud Traces suddenly smiled and said," I caught you, old bug."
"No, you can't have discovered me!" An insect let out a sorrowful cry, but Eight Cloud Trace could still hear that it was the old man's voice.
The bug was forced to retreat. Its wings were ignited with blue flames, and its ferocious head was red. Eight Cloud Trace was amused. Such an old bug wanted to snatch his bloodline. He did not know how the other party had lived for 500 years with such intelligence.
Eight Cloud Traces did not have a trace of pity for Jian Tongzang Yan, especially when it came to what he wanted to do. Stuck at the black armor that was still in the crack, he also knew that the plot had just begun. At least Jian Tongying had not been killed yet.
Then, he had to kill this old bug.
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