The black masked *** Behind Mo Yunfeng, his figure was like a black shadow, deep and with a fierce deterrent power. Mo Yunfeng could see through his cultivation at a glance, probably around the ninth order, but this man made him feel very dangerous, like an abyss, all he could see was the surface of this man.

"What kind of god are you?" Mo Yunfeng looked at the black mask on his face and asked, "Could it be that you people who pretend to be gods and ghosts have really gathered the three major witch gods?"

"That's not a good thing to say, witch gods are also gods, and we are not pretending to be gods. The man in the black mask said with a smile, "But what you say is true, I am the god of plagues. ”

After the man finished speaking, the two dark eye holes on the mask emitted the light of the dementor, and as soon as this light shone on the two gods of death and death, it was like detaining the souls of the two people, and the two immediately stood up straight, like zombies, and their eye holes also emitted a faint light, echoing the god of the plague. Mo Yunfeng looked at the light on the man's eyes, and suddenly his appetite turned over, and he felt very disgusted. The scene in front of him scattered like a phantom of water and moon, revealing another scene. Mo Yunfeng was shocked, the iron forest behind the god of the plague was all burned, and a black giant bird was wreaking havoc in the barbarian mountains, Shi Hai and other barbarians were fighting with this bird, already covered in blood, and could die at any time.

"Illusion!" Mo Yunfeng grabbed his big hand and knocked the two dead gods to the ground, the two of them were really like zombies, motionless, as if they were dead, but there was still light shining in the eye holes. It turned out that these two gods were just a decoy, and their masks could create strong illusions, and even allow him, a powerhouse of the first order of refining, to enter the illusion realm. The real knife was this plague god, he had already stabbed the empty barbarian mountain behind Mo Yun Peak! Mo Yun Feng tried, and the mask of the two gods lying on the ground could not be taken off at all, as if it had grown on his face. For a moment, there was no point in pursuing these things. Mo Yunfeng said in a deep voice: "Don't hurt the lives of my tribesmen, otherwise you ......"

"Hahaha, don't worry, patriarch. This demon beast ink dust is just a feint, and it will not damage the life of a single person in the barbarian mountain. The plague god laughed in a low voice: "I came here to help Lord Hailing, since she wants Luo Chen, you will give it to her, otherwise everyone will be unhappy." ”

Mo Yunfeng's eyes froze, and the crutches in his hand couldn't move, otherwise the army of hundreds of demon beasts behind this light film would be unhindered, and even he wouldn't be able to take care of so many demon beasts at that time. Now he is pinned down. Mo Yunfeng didn't expect that this plague god would be able to subdue the demon general Mo Chen, but it was surprising, now the mutated demon general Mo Chen was close to the demon king's cultivation, and no one in the barbarian mountain could stop him.....

"Hehe, what's the matter, don't you want to agree?" asked the plague god with a sneer.

"Why do you want Luo Chen?" Mo Yunfeng said in a low voice, "That's just a nobody in my barbarian mountain department. ”

"Nobody, you mean a nobody with black blood, ......?" said the plague god with a smirk, "I don't want to argue with you, I know more than you think." However, as far as matters are concerned, we are all under Lord Hailing, and this time we came to help Lord Hailing, what we do is only to promote lovers to eventually become dependents, and the patriarch might as well be a favor. ”

"Luo Chen is dead. Mo Yunfeng said helplessly: "I just said that Luo Chen is dead. ”

"No, he's not dead, he's cultivating in a divine sword in the world of gods and demons on the mountain, and he's been in a desperate situation several times, but he's not dead. The plague god said firmly.

Mo Yunfeng's eyes involuntarily released a strong killing intent, this guy really knew more than he thought. It seems that these guys really can't stay, otherwise they will become a big disaster! Mo Yunfeng's hair and beard were upside down, and he looked at the man like an angry lion and said, "I don't think you want to be an adult and give Luo Chen to Hai Ling, but you want to strangle him in a cage and prevent him from growing up and harming your big things!"

"Haha, then you really misunderstand us, although we are witch gods, we also have a bodhisattva heart. The plague god raised a black sword and said, "Okay, I don't have time to compensate you for the fight, I only ask you, hand over Luo Chen or not?" As soon as I swung this sword, the barbarian mountain was immediately turned into ruins. ”

The sound of fighting continued to be heard in the barbarian mountains, countless stone houses had become broken walls, the flames were like grass, the wolf smoke was endless, the sound of fear and despair was endless, countless ordinary barbarian mortals, all in tatters, covered with wounds and blood, they howled and rolled on the ground, and were shocked by the aftermath of the demonic energy of the ink dust. Shi Haizheng led a barbarian mountain hunting team behind him, desperately fighting with it, but as soon as the demon wings of Mochen fanned, as soon as the demon wind blew, he was about to fall down two fragile cultivators, Shi Hai was covered in scaly wounds by the wings that were sharper than a knife, like a bloody man. In front of this level of demon beasts, their resistance was like child's play, and Mo Chen was like a big bird teasing ants, waving his demon wings at will.

The situation in the Manshan Department was already in crisis, and if Mo Yunfeng continued to hesitate, I was afraid that Shi Hai would die in battle at any time.

On the side of Jingnan, the light waves are still rushing into the sky, and it seems that it is still inseparable from the battle with the sea spirit.

"Patriarch?" The black sword in the hand of the plague god suddenly dropped three inches! Mo Chen then received the order, and with a slap, he slammed the stone sea into the wall of the barbarian mountain, and the whole person was hit in the stone stool, setting off a burst of flying dust, and he didn't even hear the sound of screaming.

"You!" Mo Yunfeng was furious.

The world of gods and demons, among the sword realms of benevolence.

Luo Chen stands on a high mountain, this mountain is a unique peak, not connected with other mountains, the mountain is majestic, and the tip of the mountain is like a cone, this mountain is barren and abnormal, there is no grass, trees and stones. Luo Chen was dressed in a black shining armor, which was the harvest of his past battles, and he stood on the top of the mountain, looking down on the mountain. There is a mountain pass at the top of this mountain, and below it is red-hot magma, and the red magma can also ignite the rocks. It is a volcano nearly 1,000 feet high. I don't know when it will erupt. But Luo Chen often heard the faint sound of swords in the mountains at the bottom of the mountain, crisp and pleasant, like a famous sword, and he arrived on this continent with his bare hands, and he was lacking a blade, so he climbed this mountain with the idea of trying it out.

Luo Chen stared intently at the crater, and then the fiery magma light, Luo Chen saw the wonders of the world, this huge crater wall, there were a dazzling array of swords, the number was so large, it was dizzying, these swords were like gold exuding brilliant light, as soon as the majesty came, there was a sound of swords colliding.