Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

In a cave, a black hole suddenly appeared, and a figure suddenly fell out of it.

This figure is the Insect Master who was almost caught by Chu Tian.

At this time, the insect master was very weak and lay on the ground. It took a while before he slowly stood up.

Although the injuries he suffered did not seem serious, only the two tentacles on the top of his head.

But these two tentacles are extremely important to him.

These two tentacles are the important force he uses to launch the wormhole jump.

Previously, in order to save his life, he cut off his tentacles directly.

Then, without any tentacles, he forcibly launched a jumping wormhole.

At this time, the body has already reached its limit. If a jumping wormhole is forcibly summoned, the body may be directly broken into countless pieces.

"Human race, I didn't expect it to be human race."

The insect master was lying on his bed, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Since he ruled this continent, he has wiped out all races other than the virgin tribe.

It has been five million years since he saw any other race except the ghost race.

But now, the human race has appeared again.

Although the insect owner doesn't know why Chutian appears here.

But there was one thing he knew very well.

That was Chu Tian, ​​who was definitely not from the Abyss Continent. If nothing else happened, he probably came from another continent.

Lying on the bed, the Insect Master kept thinking.

Now that the tentacles have been severed, it will take at least hundreds of years to regrow.

In other words, in these hundreds of years, he will not be able to use the jumping wormhole.

This also means that his strongest trump card will not be used.

If you encounter danger in the future, it may be difficult to escape.

So in the near future, it is better to stay away from the limelight.

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The country of the abyss, inside the palace

"I have killed all the people, twelve of them, one or more."

Chu Tian stood in front of Mr. Pan and said.

At this time, Mr. Pan was standing in front of the little emperor, teaching him how to read. Facing the sudden appearance of Chu Tian, ​​he also had a look of confusion on his face.

"You said you killed them all?"

Mr. Pan looked at Chu Tian with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

Each of those twelve traitors possesses the strength of the Saint Realm, and they are located in various locations on the continent.

The Kingdom of the Abyss has also sent assassins to assassinate them, but none of them were successful.

But the human race in front of him came back to tell him after being away for half a month.

He killed the twelve traitors within half a month.

This is simply like a fantasy, unimaginable.

Regardless of the strong strength of these twelve people, just based on their location, it would probably take less than half a year to find the twelve people.

Chu Tian, ​​on the other hand, said that he had accomplished all of this in half a month. No one else would believe it.

"My little friend, please stop making fun of me. I still have to teach the emperor how to read."

After saying that, he shook his head and smiled, then turned to look at the little emperor.

But Chu Tian grabbed Mr. Pan's shoulder and pulled him back forcefully.

"I have evidence."

After saying that, he took out twelve small bags from the storage ring.

Then, Chu Tian opened the twelve small bags in front of Mr. Pan.

And what was wrapped in the small package was the ashes of those twelve people.

This is the only thing left after their death, and the only thing Chu Tian can bring back.