The priest jumped up and down, suddenly opened his eyes, shouted, turned his head and ran, and in a panic, he could not run two steps and fell to the ground.

At the moment when he fell, a light and shadow flashed above his head, and quickly disappeared into the village, a loud rumbling sound came from the direction where the light and shadow disappeared, and the houses collapsed one after another, and the stones and wood broke and flew down, smashing on the adjacent buildings, forming another collapse, and the smoke and dust in the village were billowing down, and only this once, it destroyed half of the buildings in the village.

The priest was so disheveled by the wind of light and shadow that he could not get up from the ground several times in a row, and he shouted so loudly that he simply stopped getting up, and crawled on the ground and quickly moved away from the gate.

Zhang Xiaohu's body fell from mid-air, just jumping up and shooting stones in the split second, his feet were already full of crazy villagers, and for a while, he didn't know how to settle.

A pair of hands were raised high to grab him, dense, and the more anxious villagers opened their mouths and kept jumping, ready to tear him to pieces directly with their mouths, looking down from above, they finally broke into the front of the crowd, and now they are back in the center, but the gate is narrow, temporary, and there are not many villagers in the village.

"Xiang'er"

Zhang Xiaohu shouted, and when he jumped up, he thought of such a result.

Boom.

A fireball crashed into the crowd at a rapid pace, the first few, just a little touch, they were directly knocked out, the burst shock wave swept the crowd away, some of the villagers flew backwards, some were washed into the sky, flying in all directions, the flames flashed and disappeared, although short-lived, but also burned the surrounding area into charred black, those who stayed in the center of the explosion, each of them became black.

"Keep up"

As soon as Zhang Xiaohu's feet landed, he kicked violently and rushed towards the gate, and the villagers who fell from the sky were dialed aside by him, rolling over the crowd and falling to the ground.

The impact of the explosion shook the villagers who were a little farther away to stand unsteadily, Zhang Xiaohu quickly passed through the gap in the crowd, his blood-red eyes were close at hand, and the snort that came out of the spurt could hit people's faces, but although those villagers stretched out their hands and grabbed them, they couldn't even catch a single hair, just a flash, he took Xiang'er through the center of the explosion and went straight to the gate.

The breakthrough became more and more difficult, with the impact of the explosion, the two only rushed out more than ten meters away, and then the crowd became more and more crowded, almost chest next to back, no matter how much he hit, the person just shook, and the power was unloaded by the crowd behind him, unless, he used all his strength, no longer caring about the lives of the villagers.

In that case, everything would be simple, and even the most crowded crowd would be swept away with just a few palms, leaving nothing but stumps and flesh all over the ground.

The method is simple, but Zhang Xiaohu will not choose, his hands are flying, like butterflies flying among the flowers, and his handprints are all over the sky.

The only bad thing is that there are too many rag dolls, and those villagers who have fallen into a state of madness can't even dodge, they only know how to reach out to him stupidly and open their mouths, spitting hot air, and screaming 'ho-ho'.

The hands kept grabbing out, the villagers grabbed a quasi, the palms easily broke through the hands stretched out to him, grabbed on the chest, and then lifted up, thrown out far away, the ingenuity contained in it did not explode, and when it fell, it suddenly came out, people fell next to each other, touched and flew, and smashed the distant crowd to the back.

Xiang'er hid behind Zhang Xiaohu, the palms of her hands kept spitting electric light, and the weakened version of the palms flew out, beating the villagers who came after them to tremble, and their stiff steps made it impossible to catch up with the two who left quickly.

The gate was like a pincer, jamming the surge of the crowd, which also made Zhang Xiaohu and the two much easier, the closer they got to the door, the less crowd there was in front of them, and finally, after throwing countless villagers away, the two broke through into the village.

"Quick, quick, fast"

Zhang Xiaohu waved his palm and knocked over more than a dozen villagers blocking the door, urging Xiang'er continuously, with brisk steps, and ran towards the center of the village.

Behind him, Xiang'er's footsteps followed closely, and a white streamer above his head continued to circl and fly, passing through the wooden houses, the red light gradually became deeper, and Zhang Xiaohu knew that he was not far from the god.

As he ran, he thought wildly, he didn't understand the gods here, because as long as he was not far away from the territory occupied by the village, Kunshan could move around the vast land at will and resist strong enemies, and he didn't say that the gods would have such limitations, but this god was strange, let him kill so many elite guards, knowing that the villagers could not stop them, but he never showed up.

The light of the sky fluctuated from a circle to a reflection endlessly, the faint color gradually deepened as it approached, and a violent breath came to the face, making people palpitate, Zhang Xiaohu felt a little dry mouth, his breathing began to increase, and his steps became heavy.

Turning the corner, there was the sacrificial square in the village in front of him, Zhang Xiaohu took Xiang'er to shake off the villagers who were chasing after him, and came to the front in a few big steps.

The eyes are occupied by red, and under the reflection of the light, everything is dyed with a layer of red, and the color in the depths of the square gradually increases, and it is difficult to see the existence inside clearly without looking carefully.

"Xiang'er, you stop those people"

Zhang Xiaohu stretched out his hand and grabbed it, the spear appeared in his hand, his foot stomped the ground, and flew over with a swish, facing the gods, he was not bold enough to go into battle with his bare hands,

"Don't worry"

Xiang'er stopped suddenly, turned to look at the villagers chasing behind her, her palms continued to push out, and one after another thunderballs spewed out, exploding in front of the crowd, and the split arcs were intertwined with each other, instantly forming a huge power grid, netting the crowd inside.

Crackling, the arc was beating on the villagers, straightening a body, and the crowd was being pocketed in the power grid, shaking wildly, but, the crowd was crowded, and the arc was rapidly decreasing with the transmission, if it wasn't for the continuous eruption of Xiang'er, the power grid would have dissipated long ago, even if it was supplemented by palm thunder, the surging power, like a tide, bombarded the power grid in waves like a tide, the original straight power grid, now turned into an arc, difficult to block in front of the villagers.

"Brother Little Tiger, hurry up, I can't stop it"

Xiang'er shouted loudly, Xiaobai put away her thin wings and squatted beside her, looking at the crowd nervously with big eyes, grasping unconsciously with its paws, as long as someone broke through, it would rush over quickly.

Zhang Xiaohu rushed in, the god in front of him made him frown, in the middle of the square, the fleeing priest stood there, jumping and jumping, making a strange sound in his mouth, although he looked embarrassed, his expression was extremely fanatical.

Behind him, on a mound more than two meters high, Zhang Xiaohu saw the gods of this village for the first time, and just a glance made him shudder involuntarily.

It was a half-meter-long, dark red caterpillar, fat and fat, the two short tentacles on the top of the head kept shaking, a pair of small eyes were slightly panicked, seeing Zhang Xiaohu's arrival, the body retreated slightly, and then made a fierce appearance, and the dozen fluff hanging on the body suddenly stood up, like steel needles.

The caterpillar made a biting motion towards Zhang Xiaohu in the air, the open mouth was full of fine teeth, and the round body squirmed a few times, and then opened a big mouth, spitting out streams of red mist from the mouth.

The red mist rushed towards this side like a smoke dragon, and after leaving the mound for a hundred meters, it gradually dissipated into the air.

Zhang Xiaohu's hands shook, and his strength poured into the tip of the gun, a string of thunderbolts sprayed out, and the spear danced in the run, and the arc jumped wildly in the air, exhaling a rumbling sound.

The red mist in front of him was dense, and he didn't dare to be careless in the slightest without knowing the state of the red mist, so he held his breath, and strode forward while using the thunder to sweep away.

Zhang Xiaohu held a spear with a thunder light, and rushed into the red mist, but he only took half a step, his face instantly became distorted, large drops of sweat rolled down, the green tendons on his arms burst out, and his eyes were a little red.

The rushing body suddenly stopped, Zhang Xiaohu leaned back, kicked the ground, the solid ground collapsed, and a huge pit appeared, rolling several times in the air, and quickly exited the area shrouded in red mist.

"Brother Xiaohu, what's wrong with you?"

Xiang'er has been paying attention to this end, seeing that Zhang Xiaohu was about to burst into the center of the square, but suddenly retreated, she couldn't see clearly in the depths, and she didn't know what was going on in the red mist, so she hurriedly asked nervously.

"No, you can't get inside, you can only attack from afar"

After a while, the strength dispelled the influence of the red mist, and as the red light in his eyes gradually faded, Zhang Xiaohu shook his head, wiped his sweat, looked at the caterpillar unwillingly, turned his head to Xiang'er and said, "Xiang'er, I can only rely on you."

Xiang'er blinked, stunned, and only reacted after a while, didn't think much about it, gave an 'oh' sound, handed over the defense line to Zhang Xiaohu, and turned around and ran towards the square.

"Be careful, don't get too close"

Zhang Xiaohu's voice came from behind him, Xiang'er nodded, and quickly pounced on her feet.

The strength rose up, wrapped her tightly in it, she had endured the immersion of that kind of red light once, and knew that even the strength was difficult to isolate, and the best could only be what Zhang Xiaohu said, don't get close, and kill it with a far away usage.

The distance of more than 200 meters is only a few steps, and as it goes deeper, violence and mania appear in the heart, making people want to turn around and leave, and rush into the crowd to kill.

Xiang'er shook her head, trying her best to sober up, her hand clenched the law decision, the dark clouds rolled overhead, the muffled thunder rumbled, everything was ready, as long as she could see the position of the god, she could stop and bombard the past from afar.