The End of the World: At the beginning, I seized the SSS-level superpower

The four dragon claws clasped together tightly, suppressing the demon ancestor god in the center.

At this moment, a look of despair appeared on the face of the Demon Ancestor God.

If she could have swallowed the sun star, she would not have fallen into such a desperate situation.

It’s all because the human thieves are so cunning!

However, Zhao Yin did not intend to stop...

"Ancient Ancestral God, what a terrifying existence!"

When Zhao Yin thought of the other person's identity, his heart trembled suddenly.

What's more, this demon ancestor god must be one of the top existences among the ancestral gods of various ancient tribes.

"Her power must be weakened!"

Thinking of this, Zhao Yin looked at Wang Chunhua.

In fact, Wang Chunhua was already impatient without Zhao Yin saying anything.

But before that, the black dragon was fighting with the demon god, and she couldn't intervene.

The red hairband in the wild girl's hair immediately fell off. When it fell into her hand, it expanded rapidly and turned into a blood-red spear.

Wang Chunhua's figure soared into the sky, and under the horrified gaze of the demon ancestor god, she fiercely stabbed with a spear...

At this moment, the Demon Ancestor God finally recognized that the human girl in front of him was definitely not a person from later generations, but an... ancient human!

Moreover, her life level is already enough to threaten my current life level!

That red hairband is an extraordinary piece of equipment exclusive to the human race...

But at this moment, under the suppression of the black dragon, she couldn't move at all.

Endless frustration spread in the heart of the Demon Ancestor God!

She was about to cry, not understanding why Zhao Yin was still killing her so cruelly when she had already been suppressed by him.

"Human race, if I were in my prime, I would tear you into pieces!"

"Humans, let me go... In the name of the Demon Ancestor God, I promise not to make enemies with you!"

"Human, how dare you...!"

The words of the Demon Ancestor God entered Zhao Yin's mind through the transmission of his soul.

Zhao Yin sneered: "Now, I am the butcher and you are the meat. Why do I need you to give me alms?"

At this moment, the spear in Wang Chunhua's hand had already passed through the gap in the dragon's claws, and the next moment... puff!

It instantly pierced the Demon Ancestor God's shoulder, and the tip of the spear got stuck in the shoulder blade, unable to move forward any further.

The Demon Ancestor God couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

The next moment, Wang Chunhua pulled out her spear and fired another shot, stabbing through the gap between the dragon claws...

Then, Wang Chunhua didn't care where to stab the demon ancestor god, and shot him one after another...

Pink blood, like raindrops, fell along the dragon's claws...

Zhao Yin was startled and thought of something. He immediately teleported forward, raised his hand to pick up a drop of blood, and smelled it carefully.

He only felt a fragrance, like the scent of roses, which made his mental strength active.

nice one!

Zhao Yin raised his head and looked at the delicate body of the Demon Ancestor God again. His eyes gradually revealed a green light like a hungry wolf.

He raised his hand and waved it, and the power of space surged.

All the pink blood drops scattered in space were collected by him in an instant.

Then, without hesitation, Zhao Yin opened his mouth and took a deep breath... Suddenly, a surge of vitality spread throughout his body...

His mental attributes suddenly grew rapidly.

"Another special energy!"

Zhao Yin discovered that the blood of the Demon Ancestor God was actually the same as the alien flesh he had collected before. It was a special energy, but it increased the more valuable spiritual power!

Moreover, the life level of the Demon Ancestor God is countless times higher than those of the alien races. Every drop of its blood is comparable to dozens of kilograms of flesh and blood of a fourth-level god...

A mouthful of blood increased Zhao Yin's mental strength by thousands of points.

He immediately took out a wooden barrel and prepared to put it away... However, the next moment, Zhao Yin suddenly discovered that half of the more than ten pounds of blood he had just collected was inexplicably missing.

While in a daze, Zhao Yin discovered that the pink blood was evaporating rapidly.

The size is still shrinking rapidly.

Without hesitation, he activated his spatial ability immediately. Lines of spatial energy rapidly condensed and turned into a cage in an instant.

His idea was simple: since it would evaporate, he should bind it...

But soon, Zhao Yin discovered that even the spatial barrier could not restrain the evaporation of blood.

Drops of pink blood dissipated into points of light, and then immediately turned into nothingness...

As the will of the core world, Zhao Yin did not feel the existence of the energy after evaporation!

Just like that, it disappeared completely...

Even the space barrier cannot restrain it, let alone space equipment.

He didn't know why...

At this moment, the blood of the demon ancestor god was spilling in large areas and evaporating in large areas...

It is impossible for Zhao Yin to swallow them all!

He could only desperately devour it. At the same time, the ancestral spirit's clone shook its entire body, and countless blood-jade-like branches grew and spread, rapidly approaching...

Except for the main body, all the remaining pink blood was swallowed by countless branches!

At this moment, the spiritual power of the ancestor's clone also grew rapidly...

Wang Chunhua was like a perpetual motion machine, tireless and stabbing with every shot.

She seemed to have some kind of obsession with slaughtering the alien ancestral gods. At this moment, her eyes were sharp and murderous...

The Demon Ancestor God felt that his newly formed soul and body were gradually drying up...

She no longer struggled, but watched in despair as the spear pierced her body again and again...

Sensing that Zhao Yin and the clone of the ancestor were both devouring her blood, she shed tears of shame in despair.

The ancestor god of demons, an existence that even the emperor of the human race cannot underestimate... Now, he is defeated!

Fell into the hands of a human from later generations!

Her life force slowly weakened, and gradually, she fell to the level of a fifth-level god... a fourth-level god... a third-level god...

As her health level dropped, Wang Chunhua stabbed her again, and less and less blood flowed out...

Finally, Zhao Yin suddenly woke up!

Inexplicably, the terrifying figure of Cang Tian emerged in his mind...

Back then, when the Illusion God Cangtian was in a desperate situation, he had promised that woman...

He would eventually have to return to the Ninth Realm. If this angered Heaven...

When Zhao Yin thought of this, he suddenly felt the urge to urinate and couldn't help shivering.

"Wang Chunhua, stop!" Zhao Yin shouted hurriedly.

Wang Chunhua immediately stopped and looked back.

"Zhao Yin, what do you mean?"

She had put in a lot of effort and finally managed to severely injure the Demon Ancestor God. She only needed to stab him a few more times to finish him off.

The demise of Emperor Li Wangyu was all caused by the ancestral gods of the alien races... At this moment, a strong murderous intent was spreading from Wang Chunhua.

Zhao Yin met her murderous eyes and vaguely understood something.

"Sister Hua, keeping her is still very useful. If we really kill her, we will be in big trouble."

He could only quickly explain the agreement with Cang Tian to Wang Chunhua.

Wang Chunhua then put down the spear. The next moment, the blood-red spear became limp and gradually turned into a red hairband.

Falling onto Wang Chunhua's hair.