Chapter 328: The Threat of the True King of Spiritual Appearance
"Isn't my request too much?"
Chen Yuan pulled the god of beasts with his face covered in blood and twitching, and dragged him in front of him, saying: "Don't take any chances, I will be here soon. If you don't see him alive and well, you
I will kill as many gods as there are."
"Come, take good care of him."
Chen Yuan lifted up the beast god, stuffed the dead Duma's head into Huo De's arms, patted him on the shoulder, and gently swept away some dust.
"Look, he was just a mortal. He was just leading the way for us, and he was killed by you. He was innocent, right? What a good man. To be killed like this, isn't it a bit cruel for a god?"
Chen Yuan smiled, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"You must have never seen anything cruel. It doesn't matter. I can't save you. You will quickly understand the meaning of these two words. Of course, you can also choose to resist, but the more you resist, the more excited I will be."
Hodder stood there staggeringly, looking at the smiling Eastern man in front of him. He was so stiff that he couldn't react. After hearing these words, the other party actually pushed him, as if he was driving away a wild dog.
Wave.
"Let's go quickly. There's so much blood. If it doesn't stop, what a waste. Come on, go on. I'll be here soon."
Chen Yuan waved his hand with a smile, and drove the so-called God of Beasts away in the eyes of Renjie and Monk Zhenhai. He raised a finger and tapped his lips twice, and reminded him in a calm tone.
"Remember, you don't have much time."
Holding the bloody head, Hodder was at a loss. He originally wanted to test the opponent's abilities and weaknesses, but once they fought, they were overwhelming.
I thought that I would also fall like Kagardel.
But the other party actually let him go. Although it was a bit humiliating, he was still alive, which meant there was still a chance. After taking a few steps, he looked back and saw that the oriental man in blue robe was still looking at him with a smile.
For no reason, Hodder shuddered.
Maybe, there aren't many opportunities.
Considering that the other party has commanded so many heroic spirits, I am afraid that all the gods in the pantheon will have to deal with him together.
Hod took a deep breath, turned around, mustered up his magical power, turned into a goshawk and spread its wings and flew into the night sky. He wanted to inform other gods of what happened tonight as quickly as possible.
The wind flapping the wings gradually fades away.
Chen Yuan looked at the night sky. Without waiting for everyone to say anything, Chen Yuan raised his hand to brush aside his wide sleeves, took everyone back, turned around, walked towards the bullock cart, and sat on the cart.
The old cow came over wisely, put on the reins skillfully, and pulled the carriage.
"Why do you want to let this Hu Shen leave?"
Monk Zhenhai and the fat Taoist got into the car and pushed them to sit on both sides. Although Sun Zhengde knew that his boss always did things safely, he couldn't help but nodded in agreement.
"Yes, boss, if he goes back, he will have to deal with one more person."
The two of them looked at Chen Yuan, and Chen Yuan looked at the dark road ahead and told Lao Niu: "Follow the breath and speed up."
Then, he opened his mouth to talk about the reason.
"Let him go, so that we can find Yiren more accurately. The god here will definitely return to where she lives, and then we will just pick him up."
Chen Yuan took out a yellow talisman and folded it into a paper crane and flew in front of Lao Niu. Listening to the snoring of the master in the carriage, he continued what he had just said: "The second reason is that they will resurrect Duma."
"Why?"
"Henren's thinking must be that this Hu Shang is very important to us. If he comes back to life and holds it in his hand, it will make us avoid using all our strength to cast spells."
"What if she doesn't?"
Hearing Zhenhai's rhetorical question, Chen Yuan snorted softly, "She can do it. Yan Ren has no trump cards left."
His eyes blinked in the darkness, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved.
"But before that, we still need a careful plan."
Bang bang bang...
The wheels spun rapidly, and in Saha's painful expression, the ox cart quickly disappeared on the dark road.
In the extending direction, the goshawk flying in the night sky rose and fell several times, flying precariously across the wilderness, mountains, and lakes, and arrived at the highest mountain peak at the end.
There were more than a dozen gods sitting in the hall, and they were waiting for news from Hod.
"What kind of news do you think Hod will bring back? Maybe there are no clues."
Mars spoke softly from one side, and the figure in the same black robe opposite him smiled softly: "It's possible that he died over there."
Outside the main hall, there was the sound of flapping wings, and Mars showed a smile on his face and smiled at the figure in black robe.
"Death, your plan has failed. You heard that our beast has returned with news."
After the words fell, the door of the hall opened with a bang. When the wind blew snowflakes in, what the gods saw was a scarred Hod who stumbled in with a head in his hand.
"Hodder, you killed those Easterners and brought back their heads?" Yinsdra stood up in surprise. In her impression, the God of Beasts was second only to the God of War in close combat.
If you come back with a head, you must have killed one of the opponents, or killed all of them. It's just that you can't take all the heads, so you bring one to show to the gods.
Yinsdra followed the other gods and got off her seat, but what she saw was a chubby human face, not an oriental face.
"Everyone, I don't have the ability to kill those Easterners..." Hodder put down his head and weakly sat down on the cold floor. His face was covered with golden stains of dried blood, "But I brought back one
Bad news and good news.”
Mars' face darkened.
"Why do you want to fight against the Orientals without permission..." But the accusation stopped here. He knew it was not the time to accuse, so he tried to maintain a gentlemanly elegance, "Then what news did you bring back? Let me tell you the bad first."
"Haha... The bad thing is that those Easterners are much more powerful than we imagined. They are not afraid of the power of gods... One of them said that he wants to kill us all."
In the main hall, the faces of the gods suddenly became ugly.
Hod didn't pay attention to the expressions on their faces, and even wanted to see what kind of situation those Easterners were in when they met, "The good news is that as long as this mortal is saved, we are qualified to talk. Otherwise, Eastern
People will be killed on the sacred mountain and this place will be razed to the ground."
"Not afraid of divine power, threatening gods, arrogant!"
Among the gods, a god with a golden armor and stomach pulled out the golden sword from his waist. Mars quickly stopped him, "Don't go alone. Since we already know how powerful the other party is, we must face it as equals."
, maybe I should ask the Supreme Being.”
"What if she doesn't tell?"
"Then use punishment!"
Mars gritted his teeth.
…
at the same time.
In the ice-covered mountains and in the frozen forest, the majestic elk was watching a group of young ones and its female deer gather together, trapped in place by a few weird yellow papers, shivering in the cold wind.
The gray-haired old man was holding a dagger, gesturing to cut off the piece of meat.
Next to it, there was a strange ox cart with an oriental face smiling at it.