Isis's eyes flickered as she flickered as she flickered as if she was thinking about something.

Attacking Great Xia from here is the order of the Sun God, if they retreat here, then the situation on the side of the Wind God, the God of Yellow Sand, and Amun will be completely out of control...... Until now, the curse of Great Xia's national fortune has not appeared, that is, their side has not yet completed their task.

From this point of view, they must now wait for the curse of the national fortune to stop these human ceilings.

But if they continue to stay here, the "human circle" that has been retained from the fog will be destroyed in one fell swoop, and the source of the power of the will will be lost, and the operation of the Kingdom of God will come to a complete standstill, and Sun City will become a rootless duckweed, unable to support their existence anymore.

This involves the rise and fall of the Egyptian gods.

If it was really as the memorial said, then of course Isis would not hesitate to withdraw from Great Xia and protect the "human circle", but all this was just a one-sided statement of the memorial, and with a strange detonator alone, she couldn't judge whether the memorial was true or not......

In fact, Isis didn't believe that the memorial could enter the "human circle" again, and quietly planted so many explosives in it, but this woman was a complete lunatic, and if someone could blow up their temple the first time, who said they wouldn't be able to blow it up a second time?

Isis was not reconciled, but she really did not dare to bet.

After the gods and humans stopped fighting, the rolling waves gradually calmed down, and under the gloomy and dim sky, the four gods and five humans stared at each other vigilantly, ready to strike again.

The other three Nine Pillar Gods were all waiting for Isis's decision.

At this moment, the white pixel-wind Bluetooth headset hanging on the memorial ear lit up, and someone was passing on some kind of message to her through this earphone.

Memorial's brow raised slightly.

"It seems that you still have luck with that battlefield in the Eastern Mist." Memorial looked into Isis's eyes and slowly spoke, "It's a pity that just now, your Yellow Sand God Seth died in the hands of the Great Xia Sword Saint, and the Wind God escaped with serious injuries......

You have been defeated. ”

Hearing this, the faces of the four Nine Pillar Gods changed at the same time!

Not only them, but several other human ceilings also froze in place, with a look of shock in their eyes.

Zhou Ping...... Took that step?

"It can't be." Gaibu said in a cold voice, "Human, how can you kill a god? ”

"Whether it's true or not, when you return to Sun City, you will naturally find out." Commemorative hands in pockets, calm opening.

The faces of the gods were gloomy.

Although they did not believe in their hearts that any human could kill a god, if she said it was true, it would mean ...... It is very likely that the humans of Great Xia have mastered the method of stepping into the divine realm and killing the gods.

If this is the case, then Great Xia is a huge threat to all the divine kingdoms in the world!

Isis stood on the surface of the sea in a skirt, looking at the end of the sea, the looming outline of the land, still not retreating.

She seemed to be waiting for something.

Now, it was the turn of the memorial to frown slightly.

She didn't expect that things had developed to this point, and these four Nine Pillar Gods still refused to retreat?

What exactly are they waiting for?

At this moment, Ye Fan, who was covered in bruises, walked from not far away wearing a tattered dark red cloak, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Could it be that you are waiting for the so-called curse of national fortune?"

Isis's eyes froze.

She turned her head to look at Ye Fan with a smile on her face, her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Don't be so surprised, I'm such a strange person in Daxia, and it's not surprising that there are so many people who can divinate good fortune." Ye Fan shrugged,

"However, if you are really fighting my idea of the Great Xia National Fortune......

That's a pity,

I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed. ”

……

Bactria borders.

A black air seeped through the void like ink, like a thick dark cloud, hanging over the surface of the earth and mountains.

The black spreads rapidly.

But even as this black gas spread between the mountains and the city, no one noticed its existence in the slightest.

It itself was just a curse of luck, and it was impossible to detect it with the naked eye, and even if this black qi overflowed everyone's bodies, they only felt like a gust of wind blowing, and soon returned to normal.

Luck is a lot, ethereal, mysterious and mysterious.

This black qi poured out of nothingness and sprinkled between the mountains of the Great Xia Territory, quickly eating away at the Xuanhuang Qi Luck under the dragon vein.

In the thick black air, a huge figure gradually condensed, and he stood between the mountains, like a black and cold giant, looking down on the rolling mountains at his feet.

He was dressed in black, holding a black scepter in his hand, and a cold smile curled into the corners of his mouth.

The curse of national fortune has been launched.

Under his illusory body, endless black qi surged out, following the torrent of qi luck hidden under the dragon veins, and quickly transported to every inch of Great Xia.

These black qi is the curse body he prepared, after these curses are impregnated with the national fortune, it will be completely corroded, if the original national fortune of Great Xia is a towering tree that grows strongly, then these curses are poisonous insects that quickly gnaw at the trunk of the tree.

As long as the big tree of national fortune is gnawed down and the luck withers, the future of Great Xia will be cut in half.

"Good Luck ......"

The giant Amon stood between the mountains, closed his eyes and felt the intricate dragon veins under his feet, and in each dragon vein, the surging luck was like the mighty Yellow River, endless, majestic.

These are the accumulation of thousands of years of luck in Great Xia.

Amon's face became slightly solemn.

Even if he was a god who focused on the path of curses, it was still a huge project to use curses to corrupt such a huge amount of national fortune, and it was impossible to do it in a short period of time.

But it's nothing, one day can't be corroded, just two days, two days is a month, and if a month doesn't work, it's a year......

Anyway, now that he has turned into luck, even if those ceilings come, they can't hurt him at all, he is like a moth with no natural enemies at all, quietly lurking on the dragon veins of Great Xia.

There is nothing there is to do about these human beings.

It's a big deal, when the gods of Great Xia recover, he will leave here again, presumably even if he doesn't corrode the entire Great Xia National Fortune at that time, he will be able to destroy all seven, seven, eight, eight.

There is such a thing as national fortune, once there is a loss, it cannot be made up at all, if it is gone, it is gone, even if it is a god, it is impossible to inject luck into Great Xia out of thin air.

Amon closed his eyes and carefully groped for the fortunes of the Great Xia Kingdom, which stood like a giant tree in the sky, and at this moment, he seemed to notice something, and his brows suddenly furrowed.

I saw that between the thickest rivers of luck, six bodies as bright as the sun gradually appeared.

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Off topic.

Sanjiu may need to take a three-day leave for some personal reasons, but considering everyone's reading experience, it was decided to divide the last three chapters into three days, one chapter a day, and wait until Monday to resume normal updates.

Now Sanjiu's mind is very messed up, and I really can't write anything, I need this short vacation to catch my breath, and by the way, I also have to prepare the plot of the next volume.

The chapters owed, Sanjiu will try to return them during the Spring Festival, I'm very sorry.