Zhao Hu quickly left the matter behind this treasure: "Forget it, wait until you go back, and then slowly investigate it."

In the distance, the remaining nine warships flew out at full speed for thousands of kilometers and gathered together again.

At this moment, a mechanical star with a diameter of up to 100 kilometers landed from the sky with a scorching airflow before the nine warships.

A majestic voice came from the mechanical stars: "Heichi, have you obtained that thing?"

From the nine remaining warships, a black demon general with an eighth level was flew out. The black demon general knelt on one knee on the ground, his body trembling slightly, "Report to His Highness Under Armour, that thing was forcibly taken away by a strong human being."

The black demon general had one hand, and green lights soared into the sky, forming a battle image of Zhao Hu fighting with the powerful black demon clan: "This is a battle image of us fighting."

A peerless young man with goat horns, demonic wings, black scales, but with black hair and a handsome appearance, flew out from the mechanical star. This peerless young man is the Holy Son Under Armour, one of the holy sons in the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons.

After the Holy Son of Undermar flew out, behind him, a powerful man emitting terrifying power fluctuations also flew out one after another, with six people in total, each of whom had a bottomless terrifying power comparable to the holy son level.

Even Under Armour, all seven people were holy son-level powerhouses in the Demon Palace among the Demon Clan. They looked different, with handsome men and charming women, full of strange charm.

After quietly watching the battle images condensed by the Dark Demon General, Under Armour said coldly: "Since that thing is lost, why are you back alive?"

General Heichi shook his body when he heard the murderous words, knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to Underma repeatedly: "His Son Underma, I brought my subordinates back to save my energy. Please spare my life for the sake of saving more than 100,000 tribes!"

Among the demons, the level is extremely strict. The Black Pond is just an eighth-level primary powerhouse, and the status is very different from the eighth-level peak Under Armour. Moreover, the Black Pond has indeed not completed the mission, and Under Armour can completely kill it on the spot.

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A flash of rage and fierce light flashed in Underma's eyes, and a flash appeared in front of the general Blackchi. With a wave of his claws, he instantly grabbed General Blackchi's brain in his hand and bit on General Blackchi's brain: "It's bad for me, do you still want to survive? It's too naive, go to death for me!!"

The demon race is a cruel and warlike race. Even if they look a little similar to humans on the outside, they are more than a thousand times more cruel than humans. It is extremely normal to kill and swallow each other.

General Blackchi's body trembled, and his eyes were engraved with the scene where his brain was swallowed by Under Armour, and turned into a corpse and fell directly to the ground.

Next to Under Armour, a charming beauty wearing a black V-shaped leather jacket exposed a large area of ​​snow-white skin and long golden hair looked at the body of General Heichi and said regretfully: "What a pity, Under Armour, why don't you hand him over to me first and let me have fun with him, and then you can eat his brain."

Under Armour had red and white residue on the corner of his mouth, licked the blood in his right hand, and smiled fiercely: "Avil, the guys who have played with you all have an unpleasant smell of fishy smell on their bodies. And they were so sucked by you that they were not delicious."

A three-meter tall, with strong and tight muscles, and a face that looks like an evil ghost. He is dragging a sharp blade tail and is covered with sharp blades at the joints. He frowned and said, "Underma, that thing has been taken away by humans. What should we do next?"

Under Armour's eyes flashed with a light of wisdom and quickly analyzed: "From the trajectory of the human movement, he doesn't seem to know the secret of that thing. The strong man of humans rarely appears in the Great Wilderness. The only reason for him to appear is to go to the Melo battlefield to experience and treasure hunt. As long as we go to the Melo battlefield, we should have the chance to meet him. And even if we can't find that strong man, we still need to go to the Melo battlefield to experience. Next, we will go to the Melo battlefield."

"Okay!" The saints and saints in the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons flew into the huge mechanical star without any objection.

The huge mechanical star shone brightly, countless runes lit up, and airflows ejected wildly, suddenly accelerating to a terrifying speed of Mach thirty, tearing the atmosphere into a burning meteor, flying towards the direction of the Melo battlefield.

The Melo battlefield was an ancient battlefield formed by the battle of the Melo Mountains tens of millions of years ago when the True God-level powerhouse ruled the entire world of the Gods. In this ancient battlefield, there are a large number of spiritual imprints left by the True God-level powerhouses, war weapons, immortal demon spirits, space cracks, and many dangers.

Even if a level nine-level strongman enters the battlefield of Merlot, he will fall into it if he is unintentional.

However, at the same time, this ancient battlefield is also a place full of opportunities. Many ninth-level strongmen have come to this Melo battlefield to experience it at the eighth level realm, and have gained endless benefits from the spiritual imprint left by the true god-level strongmen. Only then can they break through the bottleneck and advance to the ninth-level realm."

One of the very important reasons why the world of the Gods was able to give birth to a large number of ninth-level strong men is that in this world of the Gods, there are many chaotic battlefields left by the battle between the true god-level strong men. The spiritual imprints of the true god-level strong men and the strong will are treasures that are very beneficial to the strong men.

Moreover, in this Melo battlefield, two crazy and intact gold-level treasures have even been leaked.

Before the Melo battlefield, Bi Feng stopped and reminded again: "This is the Melo battlefield. After entering, everyone must be careful. In this Melo battlefield, there are not only strong people from the other three major clans, but also countless mutant beasts, ferocious beasts, and immortal demon spirits. If you encounter a treasure that is born, even if you are a human race, you may not be our ally."

Zhao Hu looked towards the direction of the Melo battlefield, and suddenly felt a sudden stern in his heart: "This is the Melo battlefield. It is indeed a dangerous place. I could vaguely feel that it is full of dangers inside. If I don't care, I will fall in it."

The location of the Melo battlefield was a huge mountain range that was elusive, towering into the clouds and into the sky, as if the backbone of the world.

At this time, the huge mountain range, like the backbone of the world, had been destroyed by unknown forces and broken into countless pieces, but each piece of mountain range was still extremely vast and even surpassed the territory of the Chinese Kingdom on Earth.

At this time, in the Melo Mountains, filled with infinite chaos, Zhao Hu evolved from the Eye of Gods and Demons, if there was no barrier, he could see the scene thousands of miles away. But he looked towards the Melo battlefield. He could only see the external scenes of Melo battlefield thousands of meters away. He could not see the scene inside Melo battlefield.

Suddenly, Bi Feng's face changed and his spirit fluctuated. He directly sent a message: "Hidden!"

Hearing Bi Feng's words, Nanamei's hand flew out, and a white gauze flew out, wrapping the four people, and disappeared from the spot.

Soon, thirty powerful men from the blue-faced ghost clan who were more than four meters long, with humanoid heads, green faces and fangs, with pairs of wings on their backs, sharp horns between their foreheads, and skeleton necklaces formed by skulls hanging above their necks.

The blue-faced ghost is also a race among the cannibal groups. They come and go like the wind, can fly freely in the sky, and hunt humans everywhere, which is much more difficult than the human-eating giants. They are flying races, and their flight speed is only slightly inferior to mutant beasts of the same level, but they are far above other races. Even if they cannot be defeated, they can easily escape from the hands of powerful enemies. Their enemies relax their vigilance a little and will be directly removed by them.

Each of the thirty blue-faced ghosts exuded a terrifying aura. They were all eighth-level strong men, and ten of them even had a powerful aura comparable to the level of human holy sons.

When Zhao Hu saw the thirty blue-faced ghosts, his eyes lit up. If all of these thirty eighth-level blue-faced ghosts were killed by him, he would be able to gain great benefits.

Eighth-level strong men are not so easy to encounter. There is only one George in the entire Siruth Empire. Moreover, Zhao Hu cannot slaughter human strong men at will, otherwise he will be surrounded and suppressed by the Kingdom of Gods. There is no place to set up a cone in this great world of Gods.

In the Siruth Empire, there are many eighth-level mutant beasts in the forbidden areas, but those eighth-level mutant beasts are guarding them. It doesn’t matter if Zhao Hu kills one or two of them, but if he kills too many, the nine-level mutant beasts will never let him go.

However, there is no hidden danger in hunting these blue-faced ghosts. In the following tasks, Zhao Hu will have the mission of hunting hostile forces, the Temple of the Cannibal Temple and the Holy Son of the Ten Thousand Demon Temple.

Looking at the blue-faced ghosts, Zhao Hu opened his fingers silently, and nano-mechanical insects that were big in dust flew out immediately, quietly flying through the feet of the blue-faced ghosts, and attached themselves to the past like dust.

Among the four major groups, the mutant beast group is the most widely distributed, spreading throughout the world of the gods and the largest number, but they are also the loosest forces, and basically there is no massacre specifically targeting humans. There is no organization, so naturally there is no specific object to hunt.
Chapter completed!