In the middle of the valley, Jiang Chen, who was holding the source of the snake god's curse, had blood vessels all over his body protruding crazily, like twisted black snakes, making his whole body fatter and looked extremely weird.
"Haha, it's not a big problem. This son of a bitch, the Abyss Snake God, has very average abilities!"
He was still sneering.
The faces of the kings were drawn wildly.
You have such a fucking tough mouth!
It is estimated that even if a powerful person hits you with all his strength, he will still have a mouth left.
"Apostle of the Abyss Snake God is furious, ghost energy +560000!"
But Jiang Chen listened to the prompts in his ears and didn't even care about the abnormalities in his body. His eyes were shining and he wanted to lie down in the ears of the purple-robed god and curse the abyss snake god crazily.
In fact, that's exactly what he did.
Even the cardinal of the Vatican and Zhang Jiu, the leader of the Fu sect, stopped chasing him and just held on to the purple-robed soul.
"The cub of the Abyss Snake God is also the most despicable race in the Abyss!"
"I'm not targeting anyone, snakes are all bad chickens!"
"Torrea, Piffle, nothing to fear."
"..."
Tie Zhu in the sleeves was a little dissatisfied when he heard this, but when he thought about it carefully, his father was a dragon, and he was about to become a dragon, so there seemed to be no problem in drawing a clear line between snakes.
So it also muttered a curse.
"What a bullshit abyss snake god. In front of my noble dragon clan, he only deserves to lie on the ground and spit out his words."
As the father and son sang together, the resentment that caused the purple-robed god almost reached its peak. Countless red eyeballs under the robe lit up, and the lingering power of the curse became more and more terrifying.
Neither Jiang Chen nor Tie Zhu was afraid.
Only one of the two fathers and sons experienced the Yin Shen taking away the body, but instead left the other's five fingers.
A man once entered the mysterious Dragon Palace, tried to swallow the most precious treasure, and finally came back alive.
And Tiezhu itself has reached the pinnacle of snakes. In terms of bloodline alone, it may not be much worse than the so-called Abyss Snake God.
This curse that transforms living beings into snake monsters is no different from a meat bun falling into a dog's mouth.
"Stab"
Suddenly, the purple robe tore into pieces, and hundreds of thick black pythons with red eyes rushed out, launching a frenzied attack on Jiang Chen regardless of risk.
"The believers in Torrea are indeed all foolhardy losers!"
When he took action, he didn't forget to curse a few more words.
Then he controlled the four ghost kings to pick up the Yin Shen Hammer, and with one hammer, more than a dozen red-eyed black pythons were smashed into pieces.
In terms of combat power alone, the spirit is actually not strong. Although it has the aura of the fifth step, it cannot compete with the real five-step king because their behavior is very dull and relies entirely on instinct.
If you ignore the curse, I'm afraid the average three-step king can kill it with just a few moves.
In an instant, hundreds of black pythons were slaughtered.
A large area of the snake god's curse polluted the place where Jiang Chen stood, but he was still bending down to pick up the fragments of the god's spirit on the ground, making the heads of a group of kings go numb.
You really want your money over your life!
The curse was becoming more and more serious, and the aura of a living person in Jiang Chen's body was disappearing, and his whole body seemed to be about to turn into a black python with red eyes.
"Oh, he's dead."
"Don't worry anymore, Kyushu lost a young king today!"
"Hahaha, good thing, good thing."
Some people sneered secretly, and no longer looked at it. Instead, they each looked for a suitable tombstone, and began to sway the king's blood and draw out the soul.
After Jiang Chen picked up the pieces, he sat there alone and lit a cigarette, as if he was waiting to die.
"Jiang Chen, how are you? We'll send you back to find Senior Samsara King!"
The City King walked up with a look of dismay on his face.
"Yes, King Chen, Lord Samsara King is very capable, so everything will be fine!"
King Qin Guang also spoke seriously.
"Jiang Chen, let's go. I'll take you back. You two should stay away to avoid being infected by the curse."
King Ping Ping was also unambiguous. At this time, he had no urge to blame Jiang Chen. After some thought, he chose to give up the fight for the Valley of the Spirits and keep Jiang Chen.
"It doesn't matter, you all go find the spirit souls each. I'm fine." Jiang Chen waved his hand feebly and secretly sent a message to King Pingping to think about who had taken away all the death curses from the sick building.
Hearing this, King Pingping froze.
Even a king-level person cannot escape death if he is contaminated by more than a certain number of death curses, and their lethality will not be much worse than the curses of the gods.
Not long ago, Jiang Chen single-handedly administered all the death curses to two sick buildings.
"Let's go! Let's go over there!"
After thinking about everything, King Pingping led City King and King Qin Guang towards several marginal tombstones.
On this side, the kings poured out a large amount of royal blood, and their strong vitality and strength immediately attracted strange-looking gods.
A famous king's eyes shone.
There are actually very few king-level tombstones in the Valley of the Spirits.
Every king present may only be able to grab the divine soul in front of him at most, but this is enough. The kings estimate that absorbing a king-level divine soul is worth five or six years of hard work!
Some low-ranking kings are already looking forward to the situation where they can take the next step directly.
Even the two cardinals who had been cursed by the snake god and Zhang Jiu, the first disciple of the Fu Sect who had fled to the outskirts of the Valley of the Spirits, could not resist the temptation and rushed back.
They sneered and glanced at Jiang Chen, who was waiting for death, and then each picked a tombstone and sprinkled the king's blood.
When the last king brought out the soul.
Jiang Chen suddenly finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, holding the enhanced loudspeaker, and slowly floated into the air.
This move gave all the kings a bad feeling.
"Son of a bitch, the flesh-and-blood ancient god Asak..."
The sound echoed in the valley.
As soon as Jiang Chen said these words, a famous king's expression immediately changed.
"Damn it!"
"Today you Jiuzhou really want to make enemies of everyone in the world?"
"Why don't you shut up!?"
"Don't talk nonsense with him, take action quickly and kill him! Otherwise our efforts will be in vain."
"..."
A famous king was completely angered. They didn't expect that this man, who was cursed and couldn't breathe much, would actually want to trick everyone when he was about to die.
Along with Jiang Chen's curse, in front of a contemporary king-level powerhouse who had joined the Hidden Killing Sect, a tall and powerful god went crazy, and dark red curse threads began to fill the surface of his body.
"You should fucking die!"
This contemporary leader of the Hidden Killing Sect took action desperately. He raised his hand and swung out his sword. The powerful sword was like a big wave, sweeping towards Jiang Chen violently.
Seeing this, the other kings no longer hesitated.
They didn't take action to deal with Jiang Chen before, mainly because they were afraid of being contaminated by the snake god's curse, but now they had to take a certain risk and deal with this person first.
"You were the first to make the move, so don't blame Jiang for being rude!"
Jiang Chen immediately seemed to have grasped everyone's fault, and he shouted in surprise, skillfully placing himself in the victim's position.
