_Chapter 390: The Evil God Descends

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In the face of the catastrophe of extermination, the warriors of the evil god tribe were all red-eyed, they were armed with sharp weapons, regardless of life and death, and vowed to kill the invaders!

Wang Hao didn't make a move, he quietly observed the form on the battlefield, it was obvious that the strength of the Evil God Tribe was stronger than that of the Bullhead Tribe.

"If it weren't for the leader of the Evil God Tribe being killed by me, the leader of the Bullhead Tribe wouldn't dare to start this war rashly, right?"

Wang Hao walked towards the battle circle, if the battle was allowed to go on like this, it would be almost impossible to force out the evil god to descend to the mortal world.

"In that case, I'll light a fire!"

Wang Hao walked over to the corpse of a barbarian and opened his palm, the weapon dropped by the barbarian and sucked into his palm.

Weighing the weight of the bone stick in his hand, Wang Hao felt quite satisfied, in this barren land, the bones of the fierce beast were also surprisingly hard.

Two warriors from the Evil God Tribe discovered Wang Hao's traces and immediately roared and killed him.

They really saw it before, Wang Hao is the commander of the Niutou tribe, and the thief captures the king first, no matter which race it is placed in, it is very trial.

"Roar!"

The two barbarian warriors roared in front of Wang Hao, and at the same time waved the bone stick in their hands and smashed it down on Wang Hao's head!

"Die!"

The bone stick whistled, and Wang Hao's hair danced wildly in the strong wind.

Wang Hao didn't have the slightest panic on his face, he just raised his arm and blocked the bone stick in his hand in front of him.

"Smack!" "Smack!"

Two heavy crashing sounds sounded, and Wang Hao easily blocked the attack of the two barbarian warriors.

The barbarian warriors' eyes widened, they had enough strength, and the green tendons on their arms burst out, wanting to overwhelm Wang Hao, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't shake Wang Hao in the slightest.

Wang Hao launched a counterattack, and he waved the bone stick in his hand at will, causing the two barbarian warriors to vomit blood and fly out, out of breath.

"Kill!"

Wang Hao rushed into the battle circle, and in the blink of an eye, he stirred up a bloody storm.

More than ten barbarian warriors of the Evil God Tribe were knocked away by Wang Hao, and everyone's chest was smashed and dented, without any possibility of survival;

Wang Hao's heroic performance greatly encouraged the warriors of the Niutou tribe, and they shouted loudly, "Filip! ā€

The three of them glanced at each other, and they all took out the skills of housekeeping, and when the war was in chaos, they used some inconspicuous martial arts slightly, and other barbarians could not find out.

The four of them killed in all directions, and the form of the battlefield was immediately reversed, the warriors of the Niutou tribe became more and more courageous, but the warriors of the evil god tribe were defeated and retreated.

The great witch of the evil god tribe has a pale face, and the powerful evil god tribe is going to be defeated like this?

No! He is not reconciled, and all the believers of the evil gods will not be reconciled!

He raised the staff in his hand, staggered with a waddling step, and danced a strange dance, and he said something as he danced.

Hearing the singing voice from the old witch's mouth, Wang Hao secretly said in his heart, "It's finally started!" ā€

He deliberately slowed down the pace of the battle, giving the old witch enough time, but communicating with the gods.

"Great Evil God, your believers are at a time of life and death, please show mercy and send down divine power to save our tribe!"

After singing this sentence, the old witch's throbbing body suddenly became stiff, he supported the ground with one foot, and raised the staff in his hand high into the sky with both hands.

"It's coming!" Wang Hao was startled, looked up at the sky, and saw the sky of the evil god tribe, covered with dark clouds, and the terrifying evil power fell from above the clouds and smashed into the body of the old witch.

"The evil god is coming!"

The old witch screamed, and his shriveled body suddenly swelled up, turning into plump and strong muscles, as if he was reborn and became young again.

In an instant, the evil wind raged, and all the warriors of the evil god tribe lost their strength and fell to the ground limply.

"Stop!"

Wang Hao shouted violently and stopped the red-eyed warrior.

Although they did not know the secret of seizing the faith, the warriors of the Minotaur tribe, apparently having heard similar rumors, knew that they could not kill the other party, so they pulled hemp rope from their waists and tied the enemy strongly.

The power of the old witch continues to increase, Wang Hao has no rescue hands, he has to wait for the will of the evil god to come.

The three fat rats walked to Wang Hao's side, a little worried.

"Boss, this old guy is a little evil, just looking at him like this, I feel chills in my heart."

"Yes, I always feel that if I confront this old witch for a while, I will even drop my weapon and run away."

Wang Hao chuckled, "This evil god, I have dealt with him twice, he is good at casting illusions and confusing people's hearts, as long as you don't look at the eyes of the old witch, you won't be afraid." ā€

Rock disregarded his vision from the old witch's eyes, and sure enough, the fear in his heart immediately weakened a lot!

"It's still the boss who has experience!"

The will attached to the old witch has gradually begun to awaken, Wang Hao said in a deep voice, "You take this group of barbarians, carry the captives away from here, there are so many eyes staring, I can't do it;!" ā€

"Good!" The fat rat knew the stakes, and immediately agreed, "The three of us can't help you with an enemy of this level, boss, you have to be careful!" ā€

Wang Hao nodded, "Don't worry, with a god who can only exert one-ten-thousandth of his strength, he can't help me!" ā€

The three fat rats immediately followed Wang Hao's arrangement, and after a while, within a radius of five hundred meters, there were only Wang Hao and Lao Wu.

Wang Hao sensed that the fat rat and the others were getting farther and farther away, so he threw away the bone stick in his hand and summoned the Longyuan Sword.

With a slight wave, the Long Yuan Sword let out a brisk trembling sound, "Sure enough, it's still my habit of using Horcruxes!" ā€

The old witch, who had always maintained the independent posture of the golden rooster, finally put down his legs hanging in mid-air, and he seemed to have returned to his prime, much taller and stronger.

The old witch closed his eyes tightly, and there was a vertical red slit on his forehead.

"Eyes of the Evil God?"

As soon as Wang Hao's words fell, the gap on the old witch's forehead suddenly opened to the sides, revealing a big blood-red eye.

This eye is exactly the same as the giant eye that Wang Hao saw from the sky that day.

A charming force penetrated deep into Wang Hao's spiritual world, and in the next second, the scenery in Wang Hao's eyes changed dramatically.

The vast wilderness was gone, and in its place was an endless sea of blood.

"Is it a boring illusion again?"

Wang Hao mobilized the power of the imprisoned ox and summoned the Heavenly Demon Qin, the strings of the Heavenly Demon Qin, and beat on their own, and the pleasant sound of the piano resounded through the heavens and the earth, calming down Wang Hao's agitated state of mind.

When the old witch heard the sound of the piano, his face became gloomy, "It turned out to be you!" ā€

"Finally remembered? Old Witch ...... No, I should call you an evil god. ā€

Wang Hao said softly, "Originally, I thought you were just a god of demon cultivation, but I didn't expect that in the wilderness, you still have so many believers. ā€

The evil god said proudly, "I am a dignified evil god, there is a fire of faith in dozens of planes, and there are tens of millions of believers!" ā€

Wang Hao's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was shocked, the amount of information in the evil god's words was too huge, far beyond his imagination.

The evil god's face changed suddenly, and he sneered, "How dare you lie to me?!" ā€

Wang Hao sneered, "How about that?" ā€

"Humph! Let you know some secrets, you humans who don't have any faith deserve to die! ā€

"Faith?" Wang Hao's words were full of disdain, "The gods of faith are to allow you to plant a mark in the bodies of believers that can be deprived of their lives at will?" This kind of faith, don't do it! ā€

"Stupid!" The evil god rebuked bitterly, "Believing in the gods can be exchanged for great power, which is worth decades of penance but hundreds of years; ā€

"Moreover, only those who believe in gods have the opportunity to leave the lower planes, obtain the divine seal, and set foot in the divine realm! I'll give you a chance, believe in me, and I promise you'll become a god! ā€

"Fart!" Wang Hao looked disdainful, "The strength I have cultivated is the most solid, and forcibly improving the realm is just drinking to quench my thirst, and in the end, it is my own talent that is damaged!" ā€

"And I believe that our ancestors, who refused to believe in you bullshit gods, must have a deep meaning, and you think that just a few unconvincing words will shake my heart?"

"If I really talk about faith, I only believe in myself!"

The face of the evil god became extremely cold, he clenched his fists hard, and the staff in his hand instantly shattered into powder.

"I see that you are amazingly talented, and I want to give you a chance to believe in me, since you don't cherish it, go and die!"

When the words fell, the evil god blatantly moved!

"Humph! Annoyed and angry? ā€

In the face of the attack of the evil god, Wang Hao did not have the slightest fear, he was very sure that the evil god who descended to the mortal world and possessed the old witch could exert extremely limited power, and even compared to the leader of the evil god tribe after the god in the canyon at the beginning, it was much weaker.

If this were not the case, how could the leader of the Bullhead tribe let him bring all the tribal warriors to his death?

"Wind and Cloud Twelve!"

Wang Hao stabbed with a sword, drawing a bright sword ray, which instantly pierced the chest of the evil god.

The body of the evil god turned to ashes and disappeared without a trace.

"Blindfolding? Sure enough, you still have to rely on illusion to decide the winner! ā€

Wang Hao scanned the surroundings, there was no trace of the evil god, this was an illusion, whether it was the golden pupil or the eyes of the true dragon, it had no effect.

"I'll wait for you to come out!"

Wang Hao was not in a hurry at all, he relied on his own strength, but the evil god broke countless spaces to descend his power to the wilderness, and he could afford to spend time.

"Boom!"

A bright lightning bolt pierced the sky of the sea of blood, Wang Hao's brows furrowed slightly, and he saw a black line on the horizon in the distance.

This black line is getting closer, with an indescribable murderous aura!