The human emperor is a ghost step, not the human emperor, who can still be so coquettish?

At the last moment, Chen Jiang finally released the human emperor who was bound in his body, because he really didn't want to see the slaughter of his companions, his own red face, and the people of the raft city who were desperate for him.

Then let yourself be slaughtered.

The green blade in his hand still emitted a imprisoned magic sound, but it flashed with the light of being about to slaughter the gods, and stabbed straight towards the crisp chest of the nine gods.

The dazzling white light, shot out at the moment when the magic sound stopped, was a spectacle that only the fall of the gods would appear, but Jiu Shenfei suddenly moved, and retreated sharply to a hundred zhang away.

Tears finally welled up in her eyes, and it was only at this moment that she seemed to truly understand Yagami and understand that there was more to this world than hatred and killing.

Yagami blocked the blow of the green blade, and even the human emperor in Chen Jiang's body let out an incredible scream.

"Meow, Yagami, how did you move?!"

The scarred body seemed to be too lazy to answer the cat's words, and was finally completely swallowed by the white pillar of light, leaving only two broken wings, which fell silently and miserably.

All eyes saw this scene, including the coalition forces outside the city and the defenders inside the city.

But no one had time to exclaim, and the rhythm of the magic spear sounded again, and the nine gods fled, disappearing into the sky in a blink of an eye, perhaps except for the flying dragon, the winged god is the fastest species in the world.

"Meow, that's a disappointment!"

In the stillness of everything, Chen Jiang, who was constantly taking strange steps in the air, still made the sound of a cat.

Then it landed lightly among the apostles, and the green blade was like an electric snake swimming among the white clothes, and in the blink of an eye, he jumped out of the crowd of apostles.

Chen Jiang was still waving the emerald green light, like an elegant music conductor, but the sound of music suddenly disappeared.

People are like hot steamed buns just out of the pot, all gasping hard, exhaling bursts of white air, everyone may be sighing in their hearts, the original feeling of breathing air is so refreshing.

But the group of apostles in white did not breathe at all, they were still lifeless, and then like red coals drenched with white wine, they suddenly erupted a dazzling red.

In the cold gray world, a piece of white clothes, spewing red, was so steaming, I saw all the white figures, all "dancing", trying to use blood-stained hands to cover the bleeding wounds on the body.

But it was only a futile struggle, and the palms of the hands soon became frantic, and the body became twisted, and then fell unwillingly, rolling on the frosty ground, *, and then gradually coming to a standstill.

All the apostles of the Heavenly God Mansion were bloodied, maybe the wound cut by the green blade was not so painful, otherwise they would not have struggled so fiercely, and fell on the city wall, like a pile of crushed white-feathered chickens, even the frozen white intestines were stained with blood.

However, the magic sound of Le Wuxian did not want to let go of the frightened living people at the scene, and sounded coldly again.

Just when everyone was terrified, a stubborn voice disrupted the magical tune.

"Enough! Give me back!"

It was Chen Jiang's voice, stubborn and firm.

"Meow!

The human emperor's cat meow wanted to continue, but Chen Jiang's ghost iron right arm rose up, turning into a black iron net, wrapping his entire body.

Chen Jiang, who allowed the human emperor to control his body, only had ghost iron at the moment, and he could obey his consciousness.

The people, who had just recovered their freedom from confinement, remained dumbfounded, as if they did not understand what had just happened.

It was still the four divine pillars of the Heavenly God Mansion that were a little smarter, and they took this opportunity to disappear on the city wall silently.

The Human Emperor roared angrily in Chen Jiang's body, but Chen Jiang wrapped his body with ghost iron to prevent him from acting rashly.

The people on the city wall looked at it, but they didn't know what to do for a while.

But at this moment, a huge warship, extremely fast, appeared on the side of the dock, and instantly crashed into a warship smaller than itself, making a violent sound.

The sound attracted everyone's attention, and only then did a person walk out of the bow of the big ship, his long hair was flying, and a pair of eyes like a wolf were locked onto the city wall, and Chen Jiang was entangled in ghost iron.

Bi Cangwolf may be known to few people, but the warships of the Nanhua Empire are known to everyone, because they sailed too fast, the Nanhua warships that got the news, like the Black Temple, have already sailed through the sea raft city, so they can only turn around and row back, so they are a little slower.

"Welcome back to the Emperor!"

Bi Cangwolf's gaze did not leave Chen Jiang, but the words were spread throughout the venue in the cold wind.

"The South China Empire is coming to rob people?" "Our coalition forces have paid such a big price, we must not let them get cheap!" "The South Chinese are really shameless!"

The forces of the eight directions and the various families that were still standing in the outer city just now boiled in an instant, and the Heavenly God Mansion ran away, and now it is unknown who will kill the deer.

This is the most ridiculous mentality of a greedy person, like a hunter who is lucky not to be eaten by a tiger, but still longs to catch a tiger all the time.

Bi Cangwolf's cold gaze finally left Chen Jiang, which was wrapped in ghost iron, and went down the city wall of the inner city, falling on the heads of the group of boiling people in the outer city.

Then he slowly put his hands behind his back and let his long pale hair brush his face, and under the hair, the cold face actually faintly showed an evil smile.

"Poison bomb!"

The smile was still looming and mysterious, but his words were cold and unusually cold.

The herald beside him immediately shook four brass bells of different lengths, and the bells sounded like the cry of a ghost, and dozens of figures like white bones, each holding a huge wooden box, slowly walked onto the deck.

There are several iron chains wrapped around the wooden box, and they are locked together with the person who carries the box, which shows that the iron chain has been covered with grease, and no one can imagine how many years this wooden box has been locked with people, and people's eyes are dead.

Each of the box bearers was moving forward slowly, but with a strange rhythm, and then they all stood in front of their respective batteries, and the gunners, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly took out the key and nervously opened the lock on the chain.

The wooden box was finally carefully placed on the fort, and the bearers of the box looked pained, and their lips, which barely covered their teeth, finally opened tremblingly, revealing the long yellow fangs inside.

Then the whole person collapsed under the fort like an unbalanced wooden shelf, but no one was surprised, and the gunners opened the wooden box one after another, and took out the shells made of black glass inside.

Perhaps at this moment, no one remembers the exploits of the box bearers, who were selected in their teens and carried the heavy boxes of poison bombs.

The box is locked to their body, growing with them and becoming a part of their body, so once the box is removed, their skeletal body can no longer maintain a standing posture.

The poisonous shells entered the cannons, and the busy gunners on the fort seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then there was a burst of cannon sound that was not too loud, and one of the cannons had already spewed a dazzling tongue of fire at the coalition forces in the outer city.

The poison bomb was not as powerful as other shells, and when it fell in the crowd, it only sprayed a piece of glass slag, and people dodged one after another, some of them had already hung flowers, and some of them hated their own warships and fired at the warships in Nanhua.

But in an instant, a black filamentous mist, or some kind of black slime that can expand, quickly spread through the crowd.

Entwined the nearest person, and then devoured it frantically, and in the blink of an eye, the person seemed to have no time to struggle, and then turned into a withered dry corpse, leaving only a few strips of cloth, still loosely wrapped in the folded flesh.

The people who were near were too frightened to scream, so they ran in a hurry to the distance, but those who were far away still wanted to see what the hell it was, so they crowded into a mess of limbs, heads, and angry roars.

Then in the blink of an eye, the "messy ball" became much smaller, and all the bodies became withered, like a yellow peach that was bright and bright, suddenly dried up, and became lifeless, and no longer made any sound.

And the black mass that spread in the crowd was like a withered vine, and suddenly it was watered by the rain and dew, and it changed more and more, and it opened its teeth and claws.

The people near the black sticky mass have no strength to escape, as long as they are touched by the black, they will suddenly turn into shriveled "jerky", whether they are masters or ordinary soldiers.