Ten kilometers north of Zhenbei Pass, the thousands of underworld slender men began to flee in all directions in fright, they themselves were a group of slaves, they actually had no willpower at all, as long as they felt a stronger existence than them, they would turn into a group of rats. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The giant eyes of the Immortal Frog bulged out, and the demon on its back burned it in great pain, even if it called out all the Underworld runes, defending its rough and fleshy body, the back of the Immortal Frog was still burned out of a big hole, and it actually began to jump up with difficulty in moving, trying to get rid of this terrible flame.

However, the flame was on its back, and the Immortal Frog couldn't shake it off, it could only roll around in pain, and it didn't know how many innocent creatures in the underworld had been crushed to death......

"Hahaha, what an accident, there were two traitors in my grand ceremony, and they all got together. Cardinal Archbishop Leng Jue looked at Mo Fan, but laughed like a madman, and he didn't know whether to laugh at his failure in this grand ceremony, or laugh at Mo Fan's suicide!

Unas's death made Cardinal Leng Jue unable to find a point to vent, and he released his outspoken resentment on those who guarded the town, and even more so that the entire people of the Northern Plains died under the trampling of the underworld army......

"My lord, I won't spare you such a role, leave it to me. The orange ghost knew that this was an opportunity to be courteous, and he gave a look to the blue-clothed deacons who were standing behind Mo Fan.

Those big blue clothes were a few steps away from Mo Fan.

To tell the truth, they were really afraid that Leng Jue would slaughter them all in anger just now, with Leng Jue's character, he would do such a thing, who would have thought that there was a traitor here, didn't that just give Leng Jue a chance to vent his anger, and also give them a few opportunities to perform!

Leng Jue stared at Mo Fan, but did not answer the flattery of the orange ghost and those big blue clothes.

The orange ghost jumped off the head of the Immortal Frog, and the Immortal Frog's random jumping up and down did not affect his progress.

The orange ghost is obviously a poison mage, he also cultivates the power of poison to his own body, when he approaches Mo Fan, this guy's body begins to produce disgusting poison changes, and things that look like muscles but also like tumors grow out, making it look like a poisonous beast!

The orange ghost landed on all fours, as if he had learned the attack methods of some poisonous beasts, and his speed was as fast as a bolt of lightning, and he arrived in front of Mo Fan in the blink of an eye......

"You think you're heroic, lurking with us, you can stop us, and if you can't, you're just dead...... But you don't know that death is the most merciful punishment of all with us!" the orange ghost was a big boss, and his voice was so rough that it was hard to hear.

Mo Fan stood there, his focus was not on this orange ghost at all, he saw that the hordes of face-painted pain ghosts were flying back from the city wall, so that Cardinal Archbishop Leng Jue had already sensed the danger he was facing......

It can be seen that those painful grievances are Leng Jue's killer weapon and the source of his great strength.

Ling Ling was actually wrong when analyzing Cardinal Leng Jue, this guy is by no means the type of person who is weak and has a superior IQ, he is definitely not weak, especially since there is a huge evil energy similar to the power of the devil in his body, this energy is a bit like the hoarding of the Condensation Evil Pearl, and it is the power of terrible resentment that can cast a red devil!!

"I don't know how to lift up, Lord Orange Ghost will read you a eulogy!!" the big blue-clothed mourner said angrily, and cooperated with the orange ghost to surround Mo Fan.

The demonic fire surging on Mo Fan's body had actually swept almost two kilometers, but the orange ghost, the big blue-clothed mourner, and several other blue-clothed mourners in the center couldn't notice it at all......

Indeed, too much power is equal to non-existence in front of the ignorant and those whose strength is not at all at the same level, unless it is truly displayed!

"I'll pull out your tongue first!!" The orange ghost felt Mo Fan's contemptuous insult, roared angrily, and directly launched a tumor attack.

The malignant muscles frantically grew countless tooth-likes, looking like hundreds of monsters full of poisonous fangs were biting towards Mo Fan at the same time, and the few besieging blue clothes were afraid of hurting themselves after seeing this powerful poisonous transfiguration attack, and they all gave way to some distance.

I believe that the orange ghost also has a lot of resentment, and wants to vent his anger with this short-sighted thing!!

Poisoned with fangs all around, Mo Fan seemed to have fallen into a cage full of hungry beasts, and the fangs sealed all the areas where he could dodge.

"Die!" the orange ghost's face appeared among the fangs, with a sinister grin.

Mo Fan raised his gaze, as indifferent as watching a ridiculous performance of a clown jumping off the beam, his face itself was full of scars, with the awakening of the demonic bloodline, an exaggerated demon pattern appeared on it, from the back of his eyes to the ears, and then from the forehead to the chin, a pair of blood-colored demon pupils became awe-inspiring under the background of this evil and awe-inspiring demon pattern, and became full of danger!

Thought!

A thought stared, and the space around Mo Fan trembled inexplicably!!

"Ping Pong !!!!!!"

The space shattered into countless pieces like a mirror being violently impacted, and at the same time, those ridiculous fangs also turned into cyan powder under the gaze of the mind......

The frenzied fangs were swept over like a stormy wave in the first second, but the next second it was calm, and it was disintegrated to the point that there was nothing left, leaving only an orange ghost's face full of poisonous sores still in front of Mo Fan, full of disbelief and horror!

The body of the sturdy beast full of tumors of the orange ghost was also shattered, and his head was empty in front of Mo Fan's eyes, and finally fell like a rotten coconut.

Every Black Curia member on the verge of death will have a question, that is, does the kingdom of death that their cardinal archbishop said really exist?

If they exist, then they are now reborn, like a newborn nobleman who comes to enjoy eternal life in the realm of the dead, and everyone else is a slave.

If it doesn't exist, then like other living beings, it will either completely disappear from this world, or become a wisp of unjust souls, no matter which one is painful and unwilling.

The moment the orange ghost's head rolled down, he didn't have this kind of doubt in his mind, he just didn't understand why he was so vulnerable, why he died at the hands of such an inconspicuous kid, or was killed by a thought and eyes, how weak he was in front of him, so that he couldn't withstand the other party's disdain to use a move and a half!!

"Don't you like your masterpieces, then go taste them yourself!" Mo Fan's eyes coldly swept over the few big blue clothes behind him who were so frightened that they couldn't stand steadily.

Mo Fan walked up to these big blue-clothed people and twisted them up like chickens.

Obviously the most direct and simple action, these big blue clothes didn't even have room to resist, so they were thrown directly into the ocean of undead by Mo Fan.

In order to ensure that these big blue clothes could be torn to pieces even more and be able to experience the ferocity of the real underworld army, Mo Fan also threw them in different directions, ensuring that there were enough and strong enough underworld creatures there for them to experience!

A scream came quickly, and the taste of pain Mo Fan sounded wonderful, no wonder some psychopaths liked this kind of scream, and the more miserable the shouting, the more exciting it was...... Mo Fan is not a psychopath, he is only cruel to such cruel people, and only when a cruel person makes such a cry, he will feel that it is a kind of enjoyment!!

Several big blue clothes were torn to pieces, and among them, the big blue clothes called mourners were thrown by Mo Fan to the Scorpion Monarch Medusa.

Scorpion Jun Medusa was originally wary of Mo Fan, who knew that the other party would throw a high-level human mage over so friendly.

The other underworld creatures didn't dare to snatch it from the Scorpion Medusa, so they saw that the mourners were entangled in the hair of the Scorpion Medusa, and the Scorpion Medusa herself did not eat, but the snakes on its head were more insatiable than the other.

They sprang out of their bodies, each of them wanted to taste the most delicious first piece of meat, but unfortunately this piece of meat was still too small for them to eat, and the hair of the Scorpion King Medusa began to have some anticipation, and Mo Fan could throw a few more delicious humans over there......

The rest of the blue clothes were all thrown out by Mo Fan. They obviously have no ability to resist the creatures of the underworld, and those creatures of the underworld eat them very diligently, so it doesn't matter if they are the ones who open the door to them.

These blue clothes were waiting to witness the wonderful picture of the people of the underworld creatures ravaging the northern plains, but how did they know that they had ended up in such a fate, under that extreme fear, there were not many blue clothes who really still had the sweet dream of the so-called death kingdom under one person and above ten thousand people!

Cardinal Archbishop Leng Jue was not moved by Mo Fan's behavior at all.

In his opinion, all his subordinates died, none of them were as important as Unas, and the death of Unas had already made him have the idea of killing everyone except himself, and Mo Fan did him a favor by doing so, so instead of being angry, he smiled, laughing extremely brightly and distortedly.

"Does it work?" Cardinal Leng Jue laughed at Mo Fan.

The Pyramid of Khufu has descended, the army of the underworld has begun to trample on it, the magnificent wall is just delaying time, and Mo Fan's slaughter like this is just to vent his anger, and the fate of the entire engulfed Northern Plains will not change in any way.

After escaping to Flying Emperor City, will the underworld army stop their trampling?

"I'm going to send you to hell one by one. Mo Fan once again repeated the words that he had screamed countless times in his heart!

"Kill me, and you will be equally defeated, what a deplorable race of the East, dead like lambs and livestock...... What's even more interesting is that you can't even kill me!" Leng Jue's voice became sharp, sounding like a ghost baby crying, "You can't kill me, you can't kill me!!" (To be continued.) )