Ten kilometers directly north of Zhenbeiguan, the thousands of underworld trackers were so frightened that they began to flee in all directions. They were a group of slaves themselves and actually had no willpower at all. As long as they felt a presence stronger than them, they would turn into A bunch of rats.
The giant eyes of the Underworld Lord Frog protruded, and the demonic heat on its back made it extremely painful. Even if it summoned all the underworld talismans, it guarded its rough and thick body. A big hole was burned out of the frog's back. It was having difficulty moving and it actually started to jump up, trying to get rid of the terrible flames.
However, the flame was on its back, and the Underworld Frog could not shake it off no matter how hard it tried. It could only roll around in pain, crushing and killing many innocent underworld creatures...
"Hahahahaha, what a surprise, two traitors appeared in my grand ceremony, and they got together." Red Archbishop Leng Jue looked at Mo Fan, but laughed like a madman, not knowing Are you laughing at yourself for the failure of this grand ceremony, or are you laughing at Mo Fan who is seeking his own death?
The death of Unas left Red Archbishop Leng Juezheng unable to find a way to vent his anger. He unleashed his raging resentment on those who were guarding him, and wanted the entire people of Beiyuan to die under the trampling of the underworld army...
"Sir, I won't let you worry about such a role. Leave it to me." Cheng Gui knew that this was an opportunity to show his courtesy, and he winked at the blue-clad deacons standing behind Mo Fan.
The big men in blue were unwilling to stay a few steps away from Mo Fan.
To be honest, they were really afraid that Leng Jue would kill them all in a rage. With Leng Jue's character, he would do such a thing. Who would have expected that there was a traitor among them? , wouldn’t that just let Leng Jue vent his anger, and also give them a few opportunities to show off!
Leng Jue stared at Mo Fan, but did not answer the flattery from Orange Ghost and the big blue-clothed men.
The orange ghost jumped down from the head of the Hades Frog. The Hades Frog's random jumping up and down did not affect his progress.
Orange Ghost is obviously a poison mage. He also cultivates the power of poison into his own body. When he approaches Mo Fan, this guy's body begins to produce disgusting poisonous changes. Each one looks like muscles but like cancerous tumors. Something grew out, making it look like a poisonous beast!
Orange Ghost was on all fours, as if he had learned the attack methods of some poisonous beasts. His speed was as fast as lightning, and he arrived in front of Mo Fan in the blink of an eye...
"You think you are very brave. You can lurk here and stop us. Even if you can't stop us, you will only die...but you have no idea that dying here is the most merciful punishment!" Orange Ghost couldn't do anything. Considered a big boss, his voice was extremely rough and hard to hear.
Mo Fan stood there. What he was paying attention to was not the orange ghost at all. He saw the hordes of painful ghosts flying back from the city wall. So the red archbishop Leng Jue had already noticed that he was facing danger……
It can be seen that those painful resentments are Leng Jue's trump card and the source of his powerful strength.
Lingling was actually wrong when she analyzed the red archbishop Leng Jue. This guy is by no means weak and has a superior IQ. He is definitely not weak himself, especially since he also contains a force similar to that of a demon in his body. Huge evil energy, this energy is a bit like what is accumulated by the condensed evil beads. It can create the terrifying power of resentment of a red devil! !
"You don't know how to flatter me, Mr. Orange Ghost will read you a eulogy again!!" The big blue mourner said angrily, and cooperated with Orange Ghost to surround Mo Fan.
The demonic fire surging on Mo Fan has actually swept across almost two kilometers, but the orange ghost, the big blue-clad mourner and several other blue-clothed disciples in the center are not aware of it at all...
Indeed, overly powerful power means it does not exist in front of ignorant people and people whose strength is not at the same level unless it is truly displayed!
"I'll pull out your tongue first!!" Orange Ghost felt Mo Fan's contemptuous insult, roared angrily, and directly launched a poisonous attack.
The tumorous muscles grew crazily with countless teeth, and it looked like hundreds of monsters with poisonous fangs biting at Mo Fan at the same time. The few blue-clothed men who were besieging them saw this powerful poison system. After the transformation attack, they were all afraid of hurting themselves, so they all moved back some distance.
I believe that the orange ghost is also very resentful and wants to use this blind thing to vent his anger! !
Poison-filled fangs were spread all around, and Mo Fan seemed to have fallen into a cage full of hungry beasts. The poisonous fangs sealed off all areas where he could dodge.
"Death!" Orange Ghost's face suddenly appeared in the fangs, with a sinister smile.
Mo Fan raised his gaze, as indifferently as if he were watching a clown's ridiculous performance. His face itself was full of scars. As the demon blood awakened, exaggerated demon marks appeared on it. From his eyes, Crossing the lines behind the ears, and then from the forehead to the chin, a pair of blood-black devil eyes became extremely awe-inspiring and full of danger against the backdrop of these evil and awe-inspiring devil lines!
idea!
With a thought gaze, the space around Mo Fan trembled inexplicably! !
"Ping!!!!!!"
The space was shattered into countless pieces like a mirror being hit by a huge impact. At the same time, those ridiculous fangs turned into blue powder under the gaze of this thought...
The violent attack of poisonous fangs swept over like a stormy sea one second, but it was calm the next second and was disintegrated until nothing was left. Only the orange ghost's face full of poisonous sores was still left in front of Mo Fan. , full of disbelief and horror!
Orange Ghost's muscular beast body full of tumors was also shattered. His head remained empty in front of Mo Fan, and finally fell like a rotten coconut.
Every member of the Black Church who is on the verge of death will have one doubt, that is, does the kingdom of death mentioned by their red archbishop really exist?
If they exist, then they will be reborn now, like a new noble descending into the kingdom of death to enjoy eternal life, with everyone else as a slave.
If it does not exist, then like other living beings, it will either disappear completely from this world, or become an innocent soul. Either way, it will be painful and unwilling.
At the moment when Orange Ghost's head rolled down, there was no such doubt in his mind. He just didn't understand why he was so vulnerable, why he died at the hands of such an inconspicuous boy, or why he was given a look by a thought. Instant kill, how weak do you have to be in front of him to not be able to withstand the opponent's disdain to use one and a half moves! ! !
"Don't you like your masterpieces? Then go taste them yourself!" Mo Fan's eyes coldly glanced at the big blue clothes behind him who were so frightened that they could no longer stand.
Mo Fan walked up to these big men in blue and picked them up like chickens.
It was obviously the most direct and simple action, but these big blue clothes didn't even have any room to resist, and were just thrown directly into the ocean of the undead by Mo Fan.
In order to ensure that these big blue clothes could be torn into pieces and experience the ferocity of the real underworld army, Mo Fan also threw them in different directions to ensure that there were enough and strong underworld creatures for them. Experience!
The sound of screams soon came, and the painful taste sounded wonderful to Mo Fan. No wonder some psychopaths like this kind of scream. The more miserable the scream, the more exciting it is... Mo Fan is not a psychopath, He is only cruel to such cruel people, and only when cruel people make such a cry will he feel it is a kind of enjoyment! !
Several big blue clothes were torn to pieces, and the big blue clothes named Aitu was thrown towards Scorpion Lord Medusa by Mo Fan.
Scorpion Lord Medusa was originally wary of Mo Fan, but who knew that the other party would be so friendly and throw a high-level human mage over to her.
Other creatures in the underworld did not dare to fight with Medusa the Scorpion Lord, so they saw the mournful disciple being entangled in the hair of the Scorpion Lord Medusa. The Scorpion Lord Medusa herself did not eat, but the snakes on its head were. One is more greedy than the other.
They jumped out of their bodies, each wanting to taste the most delicious first piece of meat. Unfortunately, this piece of meat was still a little too small, not enough for them to share. The hair of Scorpion Lord Medusa began to look forward to it. Mo Fan I can throw in a few more delicious humans...
The remaining blue clothes were all thrown out by Mo Fan. They themselves obviously have no ability to resist the creatures of the underworld. Those creatures of the underworld are extremely diligent in eating them, regardless of whether they are the ones who opened the door for them.
These blue-clothed people were waiting to witness the wonderful scene of the army of underworld creatures ravaging the people of Beiyuan, but they never knew that they would end up like this. Under that extreme fear, few blue-clothed people would really still cherish the so-called The dream of the kingdom of death where one person is inferior to ten thousand people!
Red Archbishop Leng Jue was completely unmoved by Mo Fan's behavior.
In his opinion, all his men were dead, and none of them was as important as Unas. The death of Unas had made him want to kill everyone except himself. Mo Fan did this to help him. It was a favor, so instead of being angry, he smiled, an extremely bright and twisted smile.
"Is it useful?" Red Archbishop Leng Jue laughed at Mo Fan.
The Pyramid of Khufu has arrived, and the army of the underworld has begun to trample on it. The magnificent wall is just to delay time, and Mo Fan's massacre is just to vent his anger. The fate of the entire North Plains that has been swallowed up will not change in any way.
After escaping to Feihuang City, will the underworld army stop their trampling? ?
"I will send you to hell one by one." Mo Fan once again repeated the words he had shouted in his heart countless times!
"Kill me, and you will fail miserably. What a miserable oriental race. They die like lambs and livestock... What's even more interesting is that you can't even kill me!" Leng Jue's voice became sharp, sounding like a ghost baby. Crying, "You can't kill me, you can't kill me!!"
