In this underground palace, blood flowed all over the field, and the stumps were all over the ground, and those people of the Chiyao tribe were completely numb, still with joyful and greedy expressions, immersed in the blissful illusion created by the sound of the drums.

All the people of the Chiyao tribe who were intoxicated in the Paradise of Bliss had white gas coming out of their heads, converging towards the statue of the mountain god.

And the mountain god with a snake body and a human face is born with the face of a peerless beauty, but above her neck, there are hundreds of heads, densely packed, very terrifying!

The charming face of the Baitou Mountain God has a strange expression, the corners of her bright red mouth, there is blood dripping down, and she is holding the holy woman whose neck has been bitten off in her hand, and the blood on the little girl's body has been sucked dry by her.

"Well~ it's still the sweetest blood of a pure virgin~"

The hundred-headed mountain god, after sucking the blood of the holy maiden, showed a comfortable expression on his face.

Then, Zhang Bufan's angry and terrifying side appeared, after the mountain god sucked the blood of the leftover girl, there was flesh and blood on his neck, and a new head was born!

And after seeing the new head, Zhang Bufan was furious, and his muscles were bruised, and that face was actually Sanna's appearance!

Looking at the lady whose throat had been bitten off, the red veil fell to reveal Sanna's small, painful, distorted face.

Zhang Bufan rushed to Sanna desperately, held her in his arms, and called her name repeatedly.

Sanna fought for her eyes in pain, tears had dried on her face, she wanted to talk to Zhang Bufan, but the bitten throat could only make a "hehe" sound, and blood foam gushed out from the corners of her mouth and throat.

"Sanna, Sanna, I'm sorry! I didn't protect you well!" Zhang Bufan looked at Sanna, tears had already flowed out, he just hugged Sanna, put his face on her hair, and let the tears flow.

Sanna kept making a "hehe" sound in her throat, and more blood foam flowed out, and if she listened carefully, she could still tell that she was shouting: "Brother Extraordinary ......"

Sanna weakly raised her bloodless hand, stretched out her palm, and handed Zhang Bufan a hawthorn wrapped in maltose that had melted.

"Brother Bufan, when you get to the Chiyao tribe, I invite you to eat rock sugar gourd~"

"Rock sugar gourd is delicious~ sour and sweet~"

"Giggle ~ Pull hook ~ hang ~ Don't change for a hundred years, whoever changes is a puppy!"

"Brother Bufan, are you a god?"

Sanna's former voice and smile surged like a tide in Zhang Bufan's mind, her red and fluttering plateau red, her eyes squinted like a crescent moon when she laughed, and she shrunk in her arms and trembled in fear when she saw the raptor when she ate the wind chime......

Everything that was once alive quickly turned black and white.

Zhang Bufan took the sticky hawthorn, saw the corners of Sanna's mouth raise painfully, smiled at him for the last time, and then stretched out his index finger and pointed to a stone room, and the sound in his throat once again made a great sound, which seemed to be unprecedentedly excited.

"Sanna!

In Zhang Bufan's eager shout, the brilliance in Sanna's pupils disappeared, and her hand hung down heavily.

Zhang Bufan put Sanna's cold body on the ground, stood up, and looked at the hundred-faced mountain god.

Before that, he had always believed that this world had nothing to do with him, and the records in the Classic of Mountains and Seas would not be wrong.

The tail of the hooked snake is forked, which contains severe poison; Guguan Mountain is covered with snow all year round, and the seventeen mountain ranges for 5,600 miles, and the mountain god, as a god, should be kind......

Now, that's no longer the case.

The mountain god sucked the humans who believed in her, and slaughtered them with such cruel means, where is this god, her soul has long been depraved!

Zhang Bufan's heart was cold, and his eyes were like a wolf in the wilderness, scanning the hundred-faced mountain god and Kuixi and Kuiman's father and son one by one.

"If you do these evils, you will be punished by heaven!" Zhang Bufan's voice was cold.

Quisi looked up to the sky and laughed, his expression crazy and distorted, and said, "Damnation, Lord Mountain God is the sky!"

The more than 100 faces of the hundred-faced mountain gods all turned to Zhang Bufan, looking at him with an interesting expression, and the corners of their mouths hooked up a weird smile.

More than 100 pairs of eyes stared at Zhang Bufan with disgust, stupidity or flattery, making him feel like his whole body was being seen through.

Kuixi's words were already full of danger and the smell of madness, which made Zhang Bufan smell the extraordinary.

Kuixi should have been completely controlled by this hundred-faced mountain god, and Kui Man's whole body was trembling violently at this time, and there were still some remnants of consciousness in his body fighting.

Those people of the Chiyao tribe gradually woke up from the illusion, and found that they were in purgatory, their essence had been sucked dry, and there were countless dying clansmen lying beside them, one by one, wailing incessantly, in pain and despair.

They could not believe that the patriarch of their tribe would conspire with their devout mountain gods to deprive them of their lives.

This sadness and despair doubled their pain.

The hundred-faced mountain god looked at Zhang Bufan, his lips moved slightly, and said, "It's not me who should be damned, but you." ”

"It's you who awaken them from their illusions. Originally, they would have died in extreme happiness, but now they have to soberly and watch themselves die......"

The hundred-faced mountain god used a sometimes solemn, sometimes charming voice, in Zhang Bufan's ears, constantly repeating.

"It's you..."

"It's you..."

"You hurt them......"

Zhang Bufan had a headache in these hundreds of different voices, he covered his ears, but in a trance, he saw those Chiyao tribesmen who had not completely died, and his eyes were also full of resentment when he looked at him.

It seems that they are also resentful, and they are also hating Zhang Bufan for making them sober up, and hating Zhang Bufan for letting them die so miserably......

The one hundred and eight drums rang out again, and the scene changed in the sound of the drums.

The scenes that Zhang Bufan experienced in the past appeared in front of his eyes like a movie playing backwards.

Galloping Horse Caravan, Hidden Sword Sect, Xiao Xue'er......

Even, he returned to Earth, sitting in front of his computer, the lines of familiar code on the display......

Ex-girlfriend Guan Yu held a glass of water in her hand, and handed it to Zhang Bufan with a gentle and concerned smile: "Bufan, you're tired, drink some water!"

Taking the water from Guan Yu's hand, Zhang Bufan handed it to his mouth and was about to drink it, when he suddenly burst out, pulled out his broken sword, and looked at Guan Yu's neck.

Zhang Bufan took out his sword very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Guan Yu's head and body were separated, and when he fell to the ground, he still had a smile that had not yet been retracted.

And that face, after landing on the ground, the facial features changed, and it was another strange girl's face.

The scene just now is an illusion created by the hundred-faced mountain god through those one hundred and eight drums!

The glass of water that Guan Yu handed to Zhang Bufan in the illusion was a cup of venom with a pungent smell.

What Zhang Bufan cut off was a head of the hundred-faced mountain god!

When the severed head closed its eyes, one of the one hundred and eight drums shattered.