There was a dead silence in the audience.

The fall of a king made the atmosphere in the Valley of the Gods completely solemn, and everyone's eyes widened and they watched this scene deadly.

The curse of the gods was more deadly than they could have imagined.

"The one who killed the door is really dead?" Someone asked.

"Could it be that some kind of secret technique was used, and the golden cicada broke off its shell, leaving a fake body?"

"Yes, how could a king fall so easily!"

"Impossible......"

A crowd of people opened their mouths, trying to find a plausible explanation.

However, they all knew that Liu Ming's aura first collapsed, and then disappeared little by little, which was definitely a sign of Wang Cheng, and these speculations were all just psychological comfort.

"Don't be lucky, once the curse of the gods is too contaminated, it will really kill people, and the same is true for the king!"

At this time, a master of the Saints Organization stood up and spoke.

"It's normal to be contaminated with this curse in large quantities and fall!"

Someone else spoke.

"The point is not this, it was he who angered a god, so that we had to face the curse of the gods."

Zhang Jiu pointed at Jiang Chen and roared.

"This person is a heretic with a vicious mind, harming others and benefiting himself, on behalf of the Holy See, I propose that you, regardless of anything else, work together to kill this person!"

The cardinal of the four-step king also hurriedly shouted.

As a result, as soon as his voice fell, Jiang Chen looked over: "Well said!" Capture the thief and capture the king first, although the spirit is vicious, but without my guidance, it may not be possible to drop all the attacks in one place, leading to the fall of the king. ”

"The idea that you want to kill me first is very correct, and I personally agree with it."

"I'm here to send me to death, hoping that the masters of the Holy See can eliminate harm for the people!"

His posture is very low, and his words are modest, sincere, polite and courteous, so that people can't find the slightest fault.

But the faces of the two cardinals were gloomy, because this kid really came, with an overwhelming curse.

Morgan glanced at the four-step bishop beside him, and wanted to kick him out and flee alone.

Why are you provoking this grandson?

"Ghost + ......"

In the next Valley of the Gods, there was a classic scene.

Jiang Chen chased, the kings fled, and they couldn't fly.

Jiang Chen was not in a hurry to kill anyone, he just caught up with him to engage in mentality, and he was overjoyed to hear the system prompts.

And the kings were exhausted and fled, sometimes turning their heads, only to find that the other party was staring at them and smiling very happily, that smile was full of enthusiasm and sincerity, and they couldn't figure out for a while whether Jiang Chen wanted to kill them or just them.

You're sick!

"Ghost + ......"

The mentality of a venerable king is so complicated that it is difficult to explain.

Finally, after almost three minutes of such entanglement, many people could not bear it anymore.

"That's it! Count you Kyushu ruthless, don't want this godly Lao Tzu! ”

"Let's go, let's count us unlucky today, spill a few bowls of blood ......"

"This revenge has been recorded!"

"King Chen of Kyushu, see you again in the future, I will definitely kill you!"

“……”

In fact, if you want to live, it's very simple, just leave the Valley of the Gods, and the reason why everyone hasn't left is mainly because they covet the gods.

Now under Jiang Chen's agitation, seeing that the spirit of God could not be taken, maybe there would be danger to their lives, they had to choose to give up.

The Venerable King glanced at Jiang Chen a few more times resentfully, secretly remembered his appearance in his heart, and then turned around and was about to leave.

And yet the next moment.

"Bang"

In the direction where Zhang Jiu, the first disciple of the Fu Sect, left, there was a loud noise.

"What's going on?"

"What's going on!"

Everyone stared.

Seeing Zhang Jiu standing in the void, his expression seemed to be a little dazed, and then he reached out and patted the air in front of him, where an invisible barrier seemed to be erected.

"This is ......" Zhang Jiu's face was very gloomy: "Damn! This is at least the ninth step of the ban! We are all calculated! ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

"How is that possible!"

"I'll try!"

One of the venerable kings shot out one after another, blasting a blow into the distance, but without exception, all of them were about 10,000 meters outside the Valley of the Gods, as if they had hit something and stopped.

And the attacks of the kings fell on it, leaving not even a trace of it.

"No need to try, something is really wrong!"

At this time, King Ping and the group of Kyushu all turned back, he looked around, and said solemnly: "The outer circle of the Divine Spirit Valley is ten thousand meters, and it is all covered by a layer of colorless prohibition, according to my preliminary estimate, it will be difficult for the Nine Step King to break it in a short time!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent at first, and then burst into panic.

"How so?"

"Who wants to trap us? Kyushu, are you making trouble behind your back! ”

"That's right, you Chen Wang did too much at the beginning, coupled with the current ban, do you want to kill all of us here?"

"What a big bold!"

As the kings spoke, they had already gathered together, and their eyes collectively locked on the King of Equality.

"Stupid, if I want to kill you, will I still be here now, and I, Kyushu Toshihiko, will also stay for you to be buried?"

The king of equality opened his mouth in a cold voice.

"That's right, these baby bumps in Kyushu are still ......"

"It shouldn't be them."

When the kings saw this, they shook their heads again.

"Who's behind that?"

"Who else, whose territory is this?"

The kings all thought of the same force—the organization of the gods.

Then they fell silent.

Because if the speculation is true, the consequences will be extremely terrible, and the rest of the people are arranged, and the kings may still have hope of escaping.

But this is the base camp of the gods organization, and it is definitely not difficult for them to be desperate to leave these dozen kings behind.

After all, among the crowd, there is no eight-step level master.

Not even the Seven-Step King.

As long as the nine-step king of the gods organization is in person, plus the unbreakable prohibitions around him, maybe one person can slaughter them all!

"Knock, knock, knock......"

At this point, a percussion sound became clearer, attracting everyone's attention.

One by one, they looked over and found that where they had been before, the tombstone of the king, and further down, there was an area that was always covered in thick fog.

The sound source is there.

And after the sound of percussion became clear, the spirit of the venerable state of madness was all silent, and stood in place with dull eyes, motionless.

And the man who had been running after the kings with a curse on his back was standing anxiously in the middle of a pile of spirits with a big hammer, knocking on them, as if he wanted to awaken these dead spirits again.

This scene made the kings, who were originally in a very solemn mood, couldn't help but pull the corners of their mouths a few times.