When everyone looked at the red smoke pillar, they found that the red smoke pillar suddenly moved, dancing like a mad dragon..././

Just like a red streamer floating upwards under the airflow, but one end holding the red streamer begins to move, but the other end cannot maintain synchronization with the head end due to air, causing the red streamer to start twisting irregularly.

As the red ribbon danced, everyone's eyes fell on the hand holding the end of the ribbon. However, when everyone tried hard to see, they couldn't see clearly whose hand that hand was...

Ahhhhh…

Suddenly, several people were caught by birds flying down from the sky in a daze, and their whole face turned bloody.

They were stunned, but the birds in the sky and the beasts that pounced on the top of the city on the ground would not stop attacking because they were already crazy and crazy.

This scream directly called everyone back to their souls and continued to fight.

However, although everyone was not sure how the red smoke pillar came, they thought it was inseparable from the crazy Jiu Shao Pavilion who rushed into the beast group.

Some people remembered the words Wu Jie had said before, "Why are blood hanging upside down, killing the evil gods to come to the world?" and couldn't help but ask the people in Crazy City what was going on and why there was such a statement? Did the evil god really come out?

"There has always been a legend in Zhenyuan City. Legend has it that when the evil god came to the world, the blood river was surging, the sun and the moon were dull, the stars were dim, the sky turned red, and the earth turned blood red..." A young man from the Crazy City started chatting with the people next to him while killing monsters.

"There are other statements, saying that when the evil god comes out, they are thousands of miles away from the ground, they are condensed by the forces of various negative emotions, kill them to death, and kill them to death..."

"There are also the kind that Brother Wu said before. When the blood river hangs upside down, it is the moment when the killing comes!" Someone said in a remark: "Look carefully at the red smoke pillar. Is it as red as blood? This is a blood river formed by purely condensation of the killing energy... It can be seen how heavy the killing is on the person who can condense this blood river! Such a person should probably be stained with countless blood on his hands, and he can be called the son of killing!"

"Son of Killing!?"

"That's surely him!"

"Who? That Jiu Shao Pavilion?" The man couldn't help but laugh and shook his head, waving a sword energy. He said, "Although I did see him bravely rushing into the beast group to seek death, do you think this is possible? How much killing should a person be contaminated with to condense such a blood river? Do you understand? I would rather believe that there is a super-level beast king lurking here than believe this absurd statement! Is the Son of Killing so easy to be? Although it is not a good thing to be a Son of Killing, not everyone has the qualification to take office?"

"Hey! That's because you don't understand this Jiu Shao Pavilion. There are many people he killed. It can even be said that every grandson on this person's body exudes blood and cruelty. Hey... be careful behind it..." The temple staff spoke while reminding the young man in the Crazy City opposite. After the young man turned around and killed the flying birds that were sweeping down, he continued: "He has a great status in the Bauhinia Empire. He is not only the Jiu Shao Pavilion, the closed disciple of the Pavilion Master, but also the youngest marquis in the Bauhinia Empire - the Marquis of Nanshui..."

"What does this have to do with his killing?" The young man didn't understand. "Is it possible that he became a marquis because he went to the battlefield and made military achievements in the war? But it's impossible! How old is he? And didn't he hear that he only had more than a year to practice? Where did he have that time?"

"It's not a battlefield, but it's better than a battlefield! You don't know that he has a territory, which was once called "black bandit leader". All the people there, ninety-nine out of a hundred, were thieves, and the rest were just born..."

"You mean, he massacred all these people who turned into thieves?"

"That's right! He did this! There were two cities in that territory that were famous and not far apart. He occupied one. The thief leader in another city led more than 100,000 people to destroy him while he had not gained a foothold. However, the last 100,000 people came back. Nearly 100,000 of them were destroyed by him with a weapon similar to the magic crystal cannon... I don't exaggerate. Among these nearly 100,000 people, at least 70% of them died under such super weapons that only he dared to use, and then he killed nearly 100,000 people... In order to intimidate the thief, he even slaughtered the most prosperous small town where the leader who dared to attack him overnight! Then he set off a fire and refined..."

"Damn it! It's cruel! No wonder his murderous aura is so strong, it's even more terrifying than all of us here! He's simply a murderous maniac!"

"Yes! The leaders in his territory secretly called him the "Demon Lord". This is not something that ordinary people can get the title!"

"Then why do you dare to be enemies with him? You are not afraid that his murderous aura will go to you alone. He doesn't have to do it himself. If the strong murderous aura on his body can easily kill you and me..."

"No, there is a saint in the temple. How could he notice a little person like me? Moreover, it is not so easy for him to kill our saint! If the saint in the temple is so easy to kill, how could he dare to be an enemy of him!"

"Damn it! It's better not to be enemies of such a madman!"

"If you don't become enemies with him, can he still miss you? He has become a son of killing and will definitely contribute the killing aura on him to his father, the evil god of killing. He is no longer our enemy, but the public enemy of the world..."

“…”

"Fuck! If you can't kill Jiu Shao Pavilion, you will try every means to throw dirty water on him. You are such a shameless villain! The temple, the gods' hall! You call yourself a clergy every day, but you flirt with the people from the mortal enemy Tianshao Hall in a row. Are you disgusting? Are you shameless?"

"Disgusting? Shameless? That's better than the murderous son of the demon killer! Do you dare say that he is not a demon lord in his territory?"

"That's just because of the bandit suppression, the Demon Lord, and that was also taken by the bandits that were wiped out. Why don't you say that the current leaders of the South Water Regiment call him the most caring lord of the Bauhinia Empire? You can only say one-sided words and just throw dirty water on Jiu Shao Pavilion. You are afraid! You're trembling! You're going to wet your pants! It's ridiculous. This can also be called a clergyman. No wonder the temple has not been completed like this, and there is not even a decent master. The so-called Dragon Knight is just a false appearance and has only a name. For example, the embroidered pillow is an embroidered pillow, and even the Dragon loses to our Jiu Shao Pavilion... It's so shameless!"

"you……"

"You, kill the enemy! There is a black claw behind you who handed it over!"

After being said this, the clergy turned around quickly, but was still seriously injured by a black claw.

The huge black claws came from a not-so-large black bear, but for some reason the black bear jumped onto the city wall and started to rush around the city wall. Finally, the black dragon guard from the dragon clan kicked off the city wall and sank into the beast group.

"Don't even speak, take the enemy seriously! Don't you want to die?" This is a light shout from the temple Saint Maiden Galan.

Naturally, she didn't mind suppressing Wu Huang into a "slaughter son" who was like a rat crossing the street. But when she saw the scene so dangerous and chaotic, these people were still free to fight there, and even forgot to kill the enemy.

So she had to speak out to remind her what the situation was. If you want to have a verbal battle, you have to see the form clearly first!

The white-haired witch Zhuo Menglan looked at her expressionless face and did not move, but Mo Qianqian, who had all the birds and beasts passing by her, turned into pieces of flesh, raised the corners of her lips slightly. She blew at the birds next to her, and saw these birds falling from the air as if they were poisoned...

Of course, these birds are not very strong, and they are basically ordinary monsters. The leaders appear at the elite level, and occasionally some leaders appearing is very good. Therefore, these people will be so easy to kill. Those ordinary archers can shoot down with arrows.

But, I can't stand the number of people! Just like locusts covering the sky and the sun, they may be scratched by them if they are not careful.

And what is most worrying are the beasts on the ground, as well as some poisonous beasts, such as the crazy poisonous python, poisonous centipede, and scorpion.

When Zhuo Menglan looked at Mo Qianqian, Mo Qianqian also paid attention to the white-haired witch from the corner of her eyes. In fact, the threat this white-haired witch gave her was much greater than that of the saint in that temple, especially her strange power.

Compared to Wu Huang, she believed that this white-haired witch was a human-shaped monster or a person transformed from a monster. Everyone said that this white-haired witch could only save people but not kill people. Mo Qianqian would never believe it, and everyone here would not believe this.

Could a woman who breathed a breath and killed those ordinary monsters without changing her face? Will she be a woman who only knows how to save people? Mo Qianqian felt that the white-haired witch would not kill people, but that was just that all the people she wanted to kill were killed by her. Also, last time she dealt with her and Wu Huang with Lou Jialan, but the battle with the temple and the Temple of the God of Scourge was accidentally killed, or that she was shocked by Wu Huang's artifact AK, and finally they broke through.

For this matter, both the Xiji Temple and the Natural Disaster Temple paid the corresponding price. For them who have always been proud, this is equivalent to leaving an indelible shame on their merit book. Mo Qianqian believes that as long as there is a chance, these two women will not mind taking advantage of the situation.

It was an opportunity for Wu Huang to become the so-called "son of killing". However, Mo Qianqian could not refute it at this time. What she was even more worried was that if the beast tide turned back and Wu Huang could not wake up, then it would be the most troublesome time.

This is actually what Mo Qianqian was most worried about before. The artistic conception that Wu Huang understood was similar to the origin of these evil gods. It is equivalent to saying that Wu Huang is an alternative version of the evil god, and he is the final evil god, because his artistic conception includes seven emotions, six desires, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, etc., which are all included in it.

But she didn't expect that when she came here, this worry became a reality, which was worse than anything else. However, she couldn't discuss this idea with others. While she was thinking about these things, not far away, a huge black tiger slapped Duo Ling, who was treating her teammates with one claw.

"Duoling, avoid it quickly! Flash..."

It was too late to flash because the black tiger was too big. If everyone was serious, they could find that the black tiger with several sharp-toothed swords behind it was the beast king-level crazy monster that rushed to the front before... But no one knew why it discovered it now.

Duoling's mind moved, silently chanted in her mouth, her fingertips quickly changed, and stumps formed by wood emerged from the stones behind her...

Wow—

Several wooden stakes instantly turned into pieces under that claw, but the people also blocked the black giant claw for a moment.

However, after the giant claw stagnated for a moment, it still slapped Duoling and her teammates. If it was slapped by this claw, Duoling and her teammates would have to become a pool of mud. At this moment, everyone who knew Duoling and saw it exclaimed.

Duoling is a little girl, but everyone's treasure. Not only is her healing technique comparable to the healing technique of the temple, but it is even more effective than the healing technique of the magic technique. Her hand "rejuvenation of the dead tree" is also the confidence that all teammates dare to fight for their lives. Moreover, she is also a very cute girl, and everyone treats her like a little sister. Of course, there are also boys who pursue her. At this time, when they see her in danger, everyone has no reason to be bothered or anxious!

But just as everyone's hearts were about to fall out of their throats, a sudden "bang" sounded, and a flame actually emanated from the huge tiger's claw. The bright flame, the flame grew in the wind, instantly wrapped the entire claw of the giant tiger. When it was blown by the wind again, the flame spread upward towards the giant tiger's body...

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The huge black tiger, like a hill, roared in pain, but became more and more crazy. Without retreating, it still raised its huge claws of flames and slapped at Duoling and the others again. But soon everyone discovered that the claws of the giant tiger were cut off and sprayed out scorching blood. When the scorching tiger blood spurted out from the sun, it instantly turned into ashes when it met the red flame that looked very ordinary.

Seeing this ball of fire, the Black Dragon Guard's saint's eyes shrank suddenly, and Wu Jie, who wanted to come over to pick up the beast king's cheapness, paused, even the pupils of Saint Lou Jialan and the witch Zhuo Linlan couldn't help but shrink suddenly. He looked at Mo Qianqian, who was still expressionless, seriously.

The wind and fire system is a fire power that is more brilliant than the black flame of the dragon clan saint. Everyone underestimated her before! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)
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