Ten kilometers north of Zhenbei Pass, thousands of underworld travelers were so scared that they began to flee around. They were a group of slaves, and they actually had no willpower at all. As long as they felt that they were powerful than them, they would turn into a group of rats.

The giant eyes of the Nether Frog were protruding, and the demon on his back burned it with great pain. Even though he called out all the underworld talisman seals and defended his thick body tightly, a big hole was still burned on the Nether Frog's back. It was difficult to move, and it actually began to jump up, trying to get rid of this terrible flame.

However, the flame was on its back. The Nether Frog could not shake it off no matter how hard it was. It could only roll around in pain. I don’t know how many innocent creatures in the underworld had crushed to death...

"Hahahahaha, it's really an accident. Two traitors appeared in my ceremony, and they all got together." The Archbishop Leng Jue in the clothes stared at Mo Fan, but laughed like a madman. He didn't know whether it was laughing at the failure of this ceremony or whether it was laughing at the guy Mo Fan for his own death!

Unas' death made the Archbishop Leng Jue in the Rossen, unable to find a point to vent. He released his surging resentment on those guarding people, and even asked the entire Beiyuan to die under the trampling of the underworld army...

"Sir, I won't let you worry about such a character, leave it to me." The orange ghost knew that this was an opportunity to show his attentiveness, so he winked at the blue-clothed deacons standing behind Mo Fan.

Those big blue-clothed men were unwilling to be with Mo Fan, and they were a few steps away.

To be honest, they were really afraid that Leng Jue would kill all of them in anger. With Leng Jue's personality, he would do such a thing. Who would have expected that there was a traitor here. Isn't that just venting Leng Jue's anger and giving them some chances to show off!

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

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

The orange ghost is obviously a poisonous mage. He also cultivated the power of poison on his own. When he approached Mo Fan, the guy's body began to produce nauseous poisonous transformations. Things that looked like muscles but like cancers grew out, making it look like a poisonous beast!

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

"You think you are very brave and lurking to us can stop us. Even if you can't stop it, it's just death... But you don't know that dying in us is the most kind punishment!" The Orange Ghost was considered a big leader, and his voice was extremely rough and unheard.

Mo Fan stood there, and he was not concerned about this orange ghost at all. He saw the group of painful ghosts flying back from the city wall. In this way, the Archbishop Leng Jue in the Row had already noticed the danger he was facing...

It can be seen that those painful resentment are Leng Jue's killer weapon and the source of his powerful power.

Lingling was actually wrong when analyzing the Archbishop Leng Jue in the Chronicle. This guy is definitely not weak and has a super IQ. He is definitely not weak himself, especially in his body, which contains a huge evil energy similar to the power of a demon. This energy is a bit like the things hoarded by the Condensation Evil Pearl, which can create the terrifying power of a Red Devil!!

"I don't know how to show my respect, Lord Orange Ghost will give you another eulogy!!" The big blue-clothed mourner said angrily, and cooperated with the orange ghost to surround Mo Fan.

The demon fire surging on Mo Fan's body had actually swept through almost two kilometers, but the orange ghost, the big blue-clothed Aizun and several other blue-clothed men could not detect it at all...

Indeed, overly powerful power does not exist in front of ignorant people and people whose strength is not at the same level, unless it is truly displayed!

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

The tumor muscles grew countless teeth like crazy, and looked like hundreds of monsters covered with poisonous fangs bit Mo Fan at the same time. After seeing this powerful poisonous transformation attack, the besieged Blue Yi was afraid of hurting themselves, so they all gave some distance.

I believe that the orange ghost has a lot of resentment and wants to use this blind thing to vent his anger!!

Poisonous fangs were everywhere, and Mo Fan seemed to have fallen into a cage full of hungry beasts, and poisonous teeth sealed all areas where he could dodge.

"Die!" The orange ghost's face suddenly appeared in the poisonous teeth, with a grim smile.

Mo Fan raised his gaze, as cold as if he was watching a ridiculous performance of a jumping clown. His face was covered with scars. As the demon blood awakened, exaggerated demon patterns appeared on it, from behind the eyes and behind the ears, and then from the forehead to the chin, a pair of blood-colored demon eyes became extremely awe-inspiring against the backdrop of the evil demon patterns, becoming full of danger!

idea!

A thought stared at the space around Mo Fan inexplicably trembled!!

"Table!!!!!!!"

The space was shattered into countless pieces like a huge impact on the mirror. At the same time, those ridiculous poisonous teeth also turned into blue powder under the eyes of this thought...

The crazy poisonous tooth attack swept over like a storm in the previous second, but the next second was calm and it was disintegrated so that nothing was left. A single orange ghost's face full of poisonous sores was still in front of Mo Fan, full of incredible and terror!

The body of the orange ghost's strong beast full of cancer was also shattered together. His head was empty and stuck in front of Mo Fan's eyes, and finally fell down like a rotten coconut.

Every Black Holy See staff who is on the verge of death will have a doubt, that is, does the country of death that the Archbishop of the Cardinal really exist?

If they exist, they will now be reborn, just as a new noble descended into the kingdom of death to enjoy eternal life, and others will be slaves.

If it does not exist, it will either disappear completely from this world or become a wisp of wronged soul, no matter which one it is, it will be painful and unwilling to accept it.

The moment the orange ghost's head rolled down, he didn't have such doubts in his mind. He just didn't understand why he was so vulnerable, why he died in the hands of such an inconspicuous boy, and was killed instantly by a look of thought. How weak was he in front of him that he could not withstand the other party's disdain to use one move and half of the move!!!

"Don't you like your masterpieces? Then go and taste them yourself!" Mo Fan's eyes coldly swept over the big blue clothes behind him who were so scared that they were already unable to stand firm.

Mo Fan walked to these big blue clothes and twisted them up like a chicken.

It was obviously the most direct and simple move, and these big blue clothes had no room for resistance, and they were thrown directly into the undead ocean by Mo Fan.

In order to ensure that these big blue clothes can be torn even more and feel the cruelty of the real underworld army, Mo Fan also threw them in different directions to ensure that there are enough and strong enough underworld creatures to give them experience!

A scream came quickly, and the feeling of pain Mo Fan sounded wonderful. No wonder some psychopaths liked this kind of scream. The more you shouted, the more excited it became... Mo Fan was not a psychopath. He was only cruel to such cruel people. Only when cruel people made such screams would he feel that it was a kind of enjoyment!!

Several large blue clothes were torn to pieces, and the big blue clothes, called Ai Tu, were thrown by Mo Fan towards Medusa, the Scorpion Lord.

Scorpion Lord Medusa was originally wary of Mo Fan, but who knew that the other party was so friendly and threw a high-level human mage over.

Other creatures in the underworld did not dare to snatch Medusa from Scorpion Lord. Then they saw the Aizan being entangled by Scorpion Lord Medusa's hair. Scorpion Lord Medusa himself did not eat, but the snakes on its head were more greedy than the other.

They rushed out of their bodies, and each wanted to taste the most delicious first piece of meat. Unfortunately, this piece of meat was still a little too small, not enough for them to share. The hair of Scorpion Lord Medusa began to look forward to Mo Fan's ability to throw a few more delicious humans over...

All the remaining blue clothes were thrown out by Mo Fan. They obviously had no ability to resist the creatures in the underworld. Those creatures in the underworld were extremely diligent, so they didn't care whether they were the ones who opened the door for them.

These blue clothes were waiting to witness the wonderful scene of the underworld's creatures ravaging the people of Kitahara, but they didn't know that they had ended up like this. Under that extreme fear, few blue clothes really had the so-called dream of being below one person in the country of death!

Archbishop Leng Jue in the Cardinal was unmoved by Mo Fan's behavior.

In his opinion, all his subordinates were dead, and none of them came important. Unus's death had already given him the idea of ​​killing everyone except himself. Mo Fan did this a favor, so he was not angry, but smiled, smiling extremely brightly and distortedly.

"Is it useful?" Archbishop Leng Jue in Cardinal laughed at Mo Fan.

The pyramid of Khufu has arrived, the army of the underworld has begun to trample on it, the magnificent wall is just to delay time, and Mo Fan's massacre like this is just to vent his anger, and the fate of the entire swallowed Beiyuan will not change at all.

If you escape to Feihuang City, will the army of the underworld stop their trampling??

"I will send you to hell one by one." Mo Fan repeated the sentence that he had shouted countless times in his heart!

"If you kill me, you will be defeated like a miserable Eastern race. What a tragic death like lambs and animals... What's more interesting is that you can't even kill me!" Leng Jue's voice became sharp, and it sounded like a ghost baby was crying, "You can't kill me, you can't kill me!!"
Chapter completed!