God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

Seeing the light blooming again under his feet, the eyes of this ancient saint's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the three companions in front of him with dull eyes.

"Am I being tricked again?"

"No, this time it's not a talisman, it's a formation..."

"What the hell @￥%#￥%#%#"

Does this make a difference? The reactions of the three companions were exactly the same as before, and they retreated again without hesitation.

"save............"

This ancient saint didn't even have time to say anything. He saw that his three companions had already retreated far away.

Because this is also a holy level array.

Seeing his three companions abandoning him like this, the ancient saint was completely numb.

"Do you have any sense of loyalty left?"

But this time, the three companions didn't even stop or even look back.

"Oh, it's hopeless."

"Two holy-level talismans and formation disks, it's hard for gods to save them."

"Alas...what a pity."

In sighs, the three companions walked away, and the saint of the ancient tribe was naturally swallowed up by the light of the formation and disappeared.

This time he was obviously not as lucky as before.

It is already the limit to receive a Holy Level Talisman Seal. Now that he is seriously injured, he is about to receive another Holy Level Formation Disk, which is obviously unstoppable.

As the light of the formation dissipated, this ancient saint fell here in frustration.

He probably never thought until his death that he would eventually die in a trap set by the human race.

Scenes like this happen all over the ancestral land.

The strong men from various tribes who were responsible for searching for the whereabouts of the human race were surrounded by traps without even seeing the shadow of the human race.

The entire ancestral land seems to be full of traps.

Some lucky ones, although they were not directly killed by the trap, were still made extremely miserable.

"Damn, damn, these despicable humans, how could they do this."

"What the hell, I've fallen into more than ten traps along the way."

"Ah, damn humans, I won't let you go."

Everywhere you look, strong men from all races are disgraced. Although some strong saints don't look that serious, they are still extremely miserable.

In their eyes, this entire ancestral land now reveals danger everywhere.

"The traps are not enough."

On the other side, in the human team, everyone is still working tirelessly to lay traps.

There are a lot of traps, but many of them are triggered every day.

So I have to keep making up for it.

The ancestors of the ancient clan dare not leave the ancestral land of the ancient clan.

They were afraid that as soon as they left, the human race would come again. If the human race did it again, they would lose even this little golden dragon of luck.

However, staying in the ancestral land is not an option.

Since three days ago, the strong men of the ancient clan who went out to search for the whereabouts of the human race have returned one after another injured.

Looking at the injured clan members, the ancestors of the ancient clan wondered.

"Did you encounter a human race? Why didn't you report it in advance?"

When you discover the human race, you should send the news back as soon as possible. How can you be so reckless and break out into a conflict with the human race?

However, when faced with the inquiries from the ancestors, the strong men of the ancient clan looked aggrieved.

"I...we didn't meet any humans."

Ok? ? ?

"Then how did you do this?"

"Traps, the human race... The human race has laid traps throughout the entire ancestral land. It is extremely insidious."

hiss..............

After hearing everyone's narration, the ancestors of the ancient clan couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. This human race is really ruthless.

The entire ancestral land is setting up traps at will. Are you trying to make the enemy indistinguishable from us?

If you arrange them randomly like this, even the human race may not be able to remember where the traps are and where they are not.

Naturally, the human race cannot remember it. Moreover, after they split up, the human race does not know where the other party has laid traps.

But that's not important. There are special marks, and humans can easily avoid them.

But other races don’t know this.

"Damn."

The shadow of this human race has not been seen yet, but there are many casualties on our side.

Although most of them were injured, few died.

After all, those who can enter the ancestral land are the top strong men of each race. It is difficult to kill them with simple traps.

Unless someone is really unlucky enough to hit his heel when he farts, and steps on several holy talismans or formation disks in a row, his life is really not in danger.

But even so, many ancient tribes were still fooled by these traps.

After recovering from their injuries in the ancestral land, many ancient strong men were reluctant to leave the ancestral land.

"After your injuries, what are you still doing here? Why don't you go search for the whereabouts of the human race?"

"Ancestor, we...we really don't dare to go. Right now, this ancestral land is just one pitfall at a time. This..."

"you............"

Seeing that each of the ancient tribesmen under his command seemed to be frightened out of their wits, the ancestors of the ancient tribes gnashed their teeth in anger.

"Get out of here. If we can't find the whereabouts of the human race, don't come back."

"Ancestor, we really..."

"roll."

Forcibly blasting everyone out of the ancestral land, the human race must be killed, otherwise how can they swallow this breath.

As time goes by, the number of traps in the ancestral land, instead of decreasing, is increasing.

At present, strong men of all races will probably trigger no less than a hundred traps even if they walk out of a small valley.

Not to mention the strong men of all races in the ancestral land, even the people of all races in the outside world were all numb when they saw it.

"Good guy, Ancestor and the others are really ruthless."

Many human beings could see it most clearly. Through the light mirror, they watched helplessly how their ancestors laid the trap.

To say he is heartbroken is an understatement.

The talisman and the formation disk seemed to be free of charge.

Even some low-level talismans and array disks were directly combined together to increase their power.

"Damn it."

The barbarians looked through the light mirror and watched helplessly as one of their strong barbarians crossed a river.

It was originally flying in the air, but was blown down by the talisman in mid-air.

Then he fell into the river, and that wasn't the end. Next, he watched his strong man being blown all the way across the river.

The descendants of this powerful barbarian family saw their ancestors being blown up like this, with pieces of their originally thick beards missing.

Many juniors could not help but shed tears of frustration.

"Uuuuuu...Ancestor, you...are so miserable."

"Damn human race, how dare they, how dare they do this to our ancestors."

Seeing my ancestor being blown directly to the other side, and then struggling unyieldingly to stand up, at this moment, my ancestor's straight spine seemed to have been bent by the explosion.

Looking at the limping back, many of the younger generations were already crying. Ancestor, it's so difficult for him.