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Chapter 207: The Five Plague Gods Escape Miserably!(2/2)

"It turns out to be the leader of the Golden Crow. If you don't show up, we will even think that there is only one Jiuli tribe left in Buzhou Mountain."

Among the existing tribes, only Jiuli and Jinwu are still capable of fighting.

"Yes, he is still young in spirit."

Not long ago, there was a strange phenomenon in the sky. Suddenly, thunder pierced the sky and the earth shook. This man fell from the thunder but was unscathed.

Due to the turmoil in the outside world and the rampant demons, dozens of families obeyed Buzhoushan's urgent order not to go out.

Maitreya Realm and his party retreated three times, but this time, he decided not to retreat!

So far, Bai Li has been with Wuyinxun.

Wu Kai's vision was blurry, but four caring faces were vaguely visible.

The situation that was originally slaughtered quickly turned around with the help of tens of thousands of Golden Crow priests.

This picture turned into an indescribable fear and intimidation in the sky above the entire ancient city.

Suddenly, the little boy screamed: "Dad, Mom! Come and see, he has opened his eyes!"

The hostess was very anxious, so she had the previous idea.

A huge hole appeared in the sky, like the gaze of an abyss, plunging all the people of the ancient city into the underworld.

"How can the land of Dongzhou allow you to do anything wrong?"

Mr. Heishan hit the nail on the head and pointed out the current situation in Dongzhou.

"God of Plague?"

After saying this, the old gentleman from Montenegro chuckled and shook his head.

"But...but there is so much chaos outside, and we don't even know his identity. A guy who can't even be struck by lightning might be a demon!"

However, this person could not afford to sleep for a long time.

In the blink of an eye, behind Ji Yun, there was also a hazy figure.

The claws of the netherworld turned into mist caressed the face, as if being surrounded by countless evil ghosts.

In two seconds, the two white-robed corpses were gone.

The large space teleportation technique used by Feng Shitian has the amazing effect of shrinking the ground to an inch and breathing thousands of miles.

It's just that this scene, before it lasted for a few breaths, was ruthlessly torn apart by a terrifying force in the palm of the hand.

Ji Zu stepped forward in the air, rolling over the entire ancient city with a mighty pressure.

Each of them can restrain at least three white-robed high priests.

The speed is so fast that it goes by in an instant!

"avoid!"

He, named the God of Plague, is one of the five gods under Izanagi.

There are tokens of Buzhou Mountain flying across the sky, and there are also black fog shadows making a roaring sound, echoing in the mountains and fields, and flying towards a large number of cities in the distance.

The old monarch of Heishan was the only one who stopped the other three monarchs, and they all retreated with fearful expressions on their faces.

Montenegro Laojun calmed down a little, then smiled again and spoke softly.

Thousands of mountains actually transformed and descended in front of Ji Yun and Ji Hai with unparalleled pressure.

The body-protecting aura collapsed on the spot, and the power of the Wordless Book was unable to compete with it at all.

His whole body was shrouded in a miasmatic aura, and he was wrapped in a torn black wind robe, but on it were squirming faces, making silent roars.

"You are right, but you missed one thing. There are not only sixty-two human ghosts and gods in Dongzhou, but also Buzhou Mountain, Dongzhou and Fengdu."

Heishan Laojun is stronger, and with the strength of Ji Yun and Ji Hai, it is difficult to restrain him.

The moment they collide, ripples and shock waves erupt, scattering the dark clouds in the sky.

boom!

The space trembled, and the huge seals suppressed the two monarchs. The spirits of the two monarchs were overturned. Their faces were distorted, and their bodies fell violently.

There was a chill, and Ji Zu's heart suddenly shook.

"What's the difference between this situation and giving up resistance?"

"Then take it." Montenegro Laojun smiled slightly.

Because he knows very well that the reason why the Golden Crow Tribe can still maintain such a foundation today is not because of how strong it is, but because it has not tried its best.

"Since you have already admitted defeat, why talk about retreating?"

His sea of ​​consciousness is very chaotic, his physical body and seven souls have deviated, and his appearance has been revealed.

A huge and heavenly seal blasted towards the cave, shattering all kinds of evil spirits along the way.

He is the leader of the Golden Crow and the king of sacrifices.

In an instant, two claws came out, took out his heart, and hooked his neck!

But at this moment, a wave of destruction descended from the sky, bombarded with boundless ancient divine power.

Ji Zu almost died once, and even to this day, the evil ghost miasma of the plague god still remains in his body, which cannot be eliminated at all.

The situation of the ancient city is just a corner of the vast Dongzhou.

However, if this situation continues, the village will soon run out of food.

But in the end, I couldn't overcome the kindness of my husband and children, so I had to give up.

There were children's voices again, two boys and girls aged seven or eight.

When these words came, Jizu was unmoved and spoke word by word: "Izanagi was defeated back then, and this time, he is no exception!"

But the Dingzi Jue only held him for half a breath before being broken open by a big old hand.

He lightly covered Ji Hai's head with his palm.

Ji Zu spoke slowly, his eyes gradually turned cold, as if he was going to make a truly correct decision today.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Since the ancient times of sacrifice, he has always made the right choice without losing the heritage of the Golden Crow tribe.

Ji Yun immediately raised his head and looked happy.

At this moment, in one of the thatched houses, anxious whispers were heard.

"You dare to be distracted while fighting with us?" A faint chuckle came out.

"Master..."

"Oh? Really? How come I haven't heard of it?" Heishan Laojun said with a faint smile.

In the sights of Ji Yun and Ji Hai, a ghostly and drowsy scene immediately appeared.



Yes, isn't the existence of human sacrifice just to protect the Dongzhou human race?

The moment they appeared, the faces of Black Mountain Laojun and Cangyue Guijun both sank.

The evil spirits invaded and covered the whole body, as if there were thousands of mouths, gnawing at the flesh, flesh and soul.

And I might be the next Bai Li.

Ji Zu's eyes were filled with terrifying murderous intent, but the words of the God of Plague evoked the life and death crisis of that year.

This is also the reason why Jizu remained silent when he saw this ancient city being plagued by the demons of Xitianzhou.

Anyone who touches the demons of Xitianzhou will be completely destroyed, not even the dregs will be left.

"Master!"

His words were not heard.

Hoarse words came from the end of the cave, and then a rickety figure gradually appeared behind the flag.

But there was no trace of panic on his face.

After listening to this, Wuhan's thoughts returned to the moment when he was in the tunnel space.

The two people immediately shouted loudly, and they both made seals, and water patterns of the seal appeared, turning into a huge wave in an instant.

If he hadn't broken through the tunnel space in time, he would be in another world now.

But he ignored the power of chaos. Under the bombardment of the endless thirteen-color thunder and the hurricane of annihilation, his consciousness was shaken away.

"How can a small skill stop me?" Wuhan snorted in his heart and stood up slowly.

Happy New Year friends!
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