Chapter Ninety-Seven: The God of Damnation, Raise Your Eyebrows and Exalt Your Might!

Zong Shen sat on the warship and followed unhurriedly behind the demon beast sweeping team.

"Master, at the current rate. ”

"Within ten days, we should be able to advance to the Endless Desert, near the central location. ”

"However, if the Huangsha Clan dispatches quickly, they will be intercepted by their main force on about the seventh day. ”

Juan Li has changed into a five-color feather battle armor, and his posture is heroic.

Like a Valkyrie on the battlefield.

At this moment, she is using her supernatural powers and void to evolve a tactical sand table.

She pointed to a huge rift valley in the sand table that spanned millions of miles.

"Here. ”

"It is the legendary cursed land of the Yellow Sands, the Great Rift Valley of Yamanla. ”

"There's a good chance we're going to be blocked here. ”

"If you're unlucky, you might even meet the cursed god of the desert gods, Princess Yamanra. ”

The God of the Damned is a god who has terrifying legends among the tribes of the Yellow Sands.

Known as the princess of Yamanla.

With a powerful curse power, once contaminated, life and death are unpredictable.

Like that Doom Dao Ancestor, they all cultivated Heavenly Destiny Cause and Effect.

However, this deity does not seem to have a good relationship with other desert gods, and belongs to a relatively isolated and unpopular deity.

But in the hearts of the Huangsha people.

In terms of deterrence, the god of the damned is second only to the pharaoh.

It's a formidable existence.

The presence of this desert god is low, low.

There are mostly horror legends about it.

There is not even a record of it fighting with the power of the human race, and it is extremely low-key and eccentric.

Because of its special status, it is prayed and sacrificed by all tribes to worship the god of damnation and keep away from bad luck.

Legend has it that the place where the cursed god lives is the Yamanra Rift Valley.

Zong Shen stood at the bow of the ship, looking at the flames of war rolling in the distance.

"The God of the Damned?"

"Good. ”

He repeated, grinning.

No one cared more about curses than he did.

After all, the god of the damned.

Doom Dao Ancestor.

The curse cast is nothing but the cause and effect of fate under the avenue.

And what Zong Shen is carrying.

However, the core of the world of the Ten Thousand Gods Continent has cast a curse at the cost of countless gods, living beings, strong people, chances, and so on in the entire continent for millions of years.

Among them, the causal implication is not limited to the number of sand in the Ganges?

"However, if you do encounter the cursed god, you must not fight it. ”

He rubbed his fingers, full of interest.

In Zong Shen's heart, countless thoughts began to calculate.

For the recent change in the fortune of heaven and earth.

Presumably, the cursed god should have seen some doorways.

It may be of some help to break the curse yourself.

However, most of the desert gods have strange personalities, and are hostile to the Terrans, making them difficult to get along with.

Counting on the cursed god may not outweigh the gains.

Behind him, Juan Li walked to Zong Shen's side.

"Master, this time, although our momentum is not small, the big demons who followed out of the mountain can be regarded as the elite of the millions of immortal mountains. ”

"But after all, it's going into the endless desert and going out to fight. ”

"The foundation of the Huangsha clan is here, and the reinforcements are almost endless, killing them endlessly, and our big demon, if you die, there will be one less. ”

"Besides, although the master's strength is unparalleled, he has the ultimate power, and he can use the body of the law realm to compare with the gods. ”

"But the Huangsha clan can occupy this domain for a long time, develop and reproduce to this day, and must not be underestimated. ”

"In addition to those few desert gods who faked their deaths, there are also many gods who have avoided the disasters of several epochs and are going around to conquer the small worlds in the depths of time and space. ”

"These are destabilizing factors. ”

"Juan Li has the courage to say, our demon beast army, if we continue to use this kind of hard-hitting tactics, I am afraid that it will not last for ten days. ”

"The day after the battle with the main force of the Huangsha Clan, it will be overwhelmed by the endless masters of the Huangsha Clan, and the whole army will be scattered. ”

"Crowd tactics, rolling and wearing. ”

Speaking of this, she paused, and looked at Zong Shen with beautiful eyes that flowed.

"Master, these great demons of the Million Immortal Mountain, although they worship you, are fanatical and loyal. ”

"But there is a lack of discipline and discipline, all of them are stragglers, and they can only drink hatred when they really face the battle formation formed by a million troops!"

"If you insist on rushing and killing for ten days, I'm afraid that in the end, only those big demons who are above the twenty-fourth order of the Law Realm will be able to survive. ”

Juan Li said as she spoke, puzzled in her heart.

Her days with Zong Shen are not short, almost second only to Orange.

knows that his master seems to do whatever he wants, but in fact he is a person who plans everything before he acts.

If it was simply to slaughter the Huangsha clan to vent his anger, there was really no need to be so ostentatious and go straight to the hinterland.

And now, it is clear that he wants to fight to the death with the Huangsha clan!

Zong Shen smiled slightly.

Turned around and touched her head.

"Don't worry, many of the demon beasts near Qingtian Peak have been cultivated by watching them grow from small to large. ”

"I'm not going to let them die in vain. ”

Zong Shen turned around, his gaze swept over Juan Li, and then over the other demon saint creatures on the deck.

"I know your doubts. ”

"The people of the Huangsha Clan dared to fight my descendants, and now they are even more bold and want to conquer the Terran state. ”

"If I don't slaughter hundreds of millions of Huangsha people as compensation, how can I lose my anger?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately understood.

Zong Shen, this is to give the descendants of the Zong family a prestige!

He has been bound by the curse of luck for 100,000 years, and if the Tao changes today, the curse will weaken, and it will no longer affect the disciples of his descendants.

Finally, we can let go of the training of future generations.

I have been holding my breath for 100,000 years!

At this time, the Huangsha clan crashed into the muzzle of the gun, how could Zong Shen let them go.

The strong should do what they want, and have a clear conscience!

"I see, what the master means, I understand it!"

"Murdering the relatives of the clan, this hatred is bigger than the sky, naturally it can't be good!"

The creatures of Qingtian Peak are all existences that have been with Zong Shen for tens of thousands of years, and their feelings are extremely deep.

His master is obviously powerful and has the demeanor of the ancient emperor, if it weren't for that damn curse.

I'm afraid that all the states of the Ten Thousand Gods Continent have long been unified.

It is even possible to obtain the power of the gods and canonize the gods!

Make up for the missing functions of these eras of heaven and earth!

There are three periods of antiquity, antiquity, and early antiquity.

In ancient times, there were the most canonized gods and saints.

To have a godhead and to be recognized by the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth is to be a true God and a true saint.

In ancient times, the Great Emperor was also a true god.

In ancient times, there were basically no new true gods and true saints.

Now, everyone understands what Zong Shen means, and they empathize with it.

Their eyes were cold, and they couldn't wait to flash out now and kill the Huangsha Clan!

Raise your eyebrows and exalt yourself, and stand up for yourself!

can be worthy of his own master, 100,000 years of loneliness!