The Plague Emperor said as he unleashed an aura that surpassed the Lich King. Since his debut, he has rarely worked with people unless the situation requires it. As a result, with the exception of Chiyou and the Lich King, few are familiar with his true prowess.

Zhao Hangyu frowned, recited the mantra, and summoned Phyllis and Chen Bo to his side. This is also to be on the safe side, because the brothers are capricious and scheming, and they have to be on guard.

And the moment he saw Uncle Chen, the Lich King's entire face suddenly became extremely gloomy, as if it could drip water.

"Dead old ghost, this king has already guessed that this will be the result! Why? I came from a great and distant place, do you want this king to give you another ride?"

Uncle Chen's eyes were like electricity, and he quickly swept over the other party coldly, and snorted: "I can't force the old man from this beautiful world to the ascending realm, I guess it will make you extremely disappointed, right?

As the saying goes, if you don't agree with each other, the war is rekindled. The Lich King didn't care so much, and his figure flickered and disappeared without a trace.

"Humph!"

Uncle Chen also shook his body and also lost his trace. However, a series of fierce fights are endless, but all the members of the supernatural department can only hear their voices, and it is difficult to see them.

As a result, the supernatural departments were all scared for a while, because judging by the current situation, the Lich King was really merciful to his subordinates. If you are full of firepower like this, even if everyone is still at their peak, it is still difficult to resist.

At this time, Phyllis had already shown the original form of a god general in order to be perfect. Zhao Hangyu gave him a few words, and then dodged and swept to the front of the plague emperor and fought against him.

The plague emperor is not verbose, and it is a powerful witch god fist when he gets started. Although the power is not a star and a half worse than that of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, it is still impossible to underestimate Zhao Hangyu's current level.

Zhao Hangyu took a deep breath, activated the Hercules rune, and greeted him with the Eastern Emperor Holy Fist, but he did not fall behind. However, he also knew that this was only a temporary situation, so each rune had to be used properly, otherwise it would not work.

A few rounds passed, and neither side was able to bargain for anything. The plague emperor also knew very well in his heart that Zhao Hangyu's current strength was in a straight rising stage. Although he has other ideas in his heart, if he does not get rid of such a strong enemy as soon as possible, he will become a great disaster in the future.

Thinking of this, his hands pinched into a strange handprint, and a thick black mist suddenly emerged from the soles of his feet. In the black mist, there was a squeaky sound, and it was very loud, and there were quite a few of them.

If you look closely, they are all rats, but their size is more than twice as large as what you usually see.

And the difference is that their fur is all black, and the most striking thing is the red eyeballs. As soon as it appeared, a rancid smell suddenly filled the air.

"Don't come here!"

Seeing such a huge swarm of rats at once, Feng Yueru was already frightened. You know, if it's a girl, you're afraid of these things.

Zhao Hangyu snorted coldly, and directly released the Jinyang True Fire, burning these rats to a squeaky scream. After a while, everything was burned to the point that there was no scum left.

The Plague Emperor's brows furrowed, though he was not surprised. But these rats are also raised as pets by themselves on weekdays, and it is naturally impossible to say that they are not distressed at all.

On the other side, the battle between the Lich King and Chen Bo is close to white-hot. It's just that the Lich King was injured after all, and he was also consumed before, so it was quite difficult to deal with it.

On the other hand, Uncle Chen is full of energy, and the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes. With Zhao Hangyu complementing each other with Dao patterns, there is no need to worry about the cracks in the Hidden Immortal Talisman due to the extraordinary performance of his strength. It is a move and a style of unfolding, which makes the opponent cry bitter again and again.

After a few more rounds like this, the Lich King was already exhausted, and he was caught off guard by Chen Bo again. If it weren't for the strength of the Wu Clan, it is estimated that the consequences would only be even more unimaginable.

Chen Bo didn't continue to pursue, after all, Zhao Hangyu hadn't spoken yet, and it was inconvenient for him to do it. However, the old breath finally came out, and the mood was exceptionally comfortable.

Seeing the defeat of the Lich King, the Plague Emperor became more and more angry, and his cuffs lifted and shot out a green thread.

After the green line flew out, it grew into a thigh-thick colorful snake.

I saw that the snake's head was triangular, and the scale armor on its body was glowing with a strange light, and the head was colorful. A pair of green eyes stared at Zhao Hangyu with contempt, and scarlet letters spat out of his mouth.

"Why is this guy either calling a rat or a snake? It's really a nest of snakes and rats!"

Chen Bo couldn't help frowning, how did he know that the Wu clan basically understood the language of the beasts. The so-called Hundred Beast Language includes the language of birds, animals, scales and other species.

In other words, even those ordinary birds can understand the words. And this is the most fundamental reason why the Wu Clan knows how to drive the alien beasts to fight.

It's just that this doesn't have any effect, and the seemingly ferocious snake is still easily solved by Zhao Hangyu.

"The Emperor knows that no matter what means are used, there is nothing he can do against you. But so what?"

Without saying that, a vermilion mist miasma was centered on the Plague Emperor, rapidly spreading in all directions. This trick is one of the famous stunts of the Plague Emperor, named "Red Snow Storm", which is an extremely domineering plague. Once touched, even the gods can't escape, and they will face the doom of destruction.

"Despicable!"

Everyone scolded angrily, and at the same time, they opened their own defensive barriers, just hoping to be able to resist.

Zhao Hangyu's eyes were quick, and he quickly made a large purification charm with Dao patterns. Under the effect of the spirit rune, the safety of everyone was finally ensured in time, but it failed to suppress the large-scale spread of the plague.

Vaguely, Zhao Hangyu seemed to see many innocent people with painful expressions. I wanted to help them, but I couldn't do anything about them.

"Damn it! Stop! I told you to stop!"

In the face of Zhao Hangyu's roar, the plague emperor seemed to be indifferent, but responded coldly: "Boy, if you are really the reincarnation of the emperor's old enemy, you will immediately show your original form and have a real battle with the emperor! Otherwise, even if you can save the people around you, you can't save the whole world!"

A tragic picture flashed frequently in Zhao Hangyu's mind. Suddenly, I don't know what happened, a large area of plague is gathering in a steady stream with Zhao Hangyu as the center.

"Your Majesty!!"

Seeing this scene, Chen Bo was about to stop it, but it was too late, and he kept beating his chest.

And in the eyes of the supernatural department, everyone is both impressed and admired. Although there have been some unpleasantness between each other, this self-sacrificing spirit is by no means comparable to them.

"No, look!"

Ming Xuan pointed with his hand, and saw that the red snow storm was actually being dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A benevolent colorful glass light was slowly emanating from Zhao Hangyu's body, and after a closer look, the image was completely changed. Wearing a crown on his head, he is covered in jewels, and sits cross-legged on the throne of the Seven Treasures Lotus Vajra. Behind him are five feathers of different colors, with their eyes slightly closed, indescribably peaceful and peaceful.

"Peacock King!"

Feng Yueru suddenly shouted out in a lost voice, although she had doubts earlier, but what she saw with her own eyes at this time did not surprise her. No wonder Zhao Hangyu once said to himself that there are some forces that the supernatural department can control and control, and it seems that it is definitely not a bluff.

"Hmph, it's finally there! It's not in vain that the emperor's scheming is not in vain!"

Seeing that the former old enemy finally appeared, the plague emperor was not surprised and rejoiced, because a long-cherished wish was about to be realized.

Seeing his new image, Zhao Hangyu was also surprised, and obviously felt that his strength was rising. But this feeling quickly made him get used to it.

"You've gone to great lengths to create boundless slaughter, just to lure me in. If I don't beat you down, how can I be worthy of those innocent compatriots who died in vain?"

Before the words fell, they had already swept away, and according to the plague emperor's chest, there was a Sumeru mountain palm.

It's just that this time the situation is not as usual, and in the past, these Buddhist stunts needed to be blessed with various talismans, and the power was plausible. But now the doppelganger awakens and strikes out with one palm, which can be described as pure and authentic, and the power is also so that the other party can't look at it directly.

"What!?"

Caught off guard, he took a powerful palm, and the plague emperor's entire body flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string.