Chapter 341 According to mortals, this is the worst era!
The rising dark green air enveloped the entire Wei Dynasty, like a dense mist, covering up the originally clear sky, making it dark and strange.
This is especially true for Daliang, the capital of Wei State.
A temple that once worshiped the god of suffering in the sky.
A majestic figure with four heads and eight arms and a dark green robe slowly walked out.
He looked at the dark sky and the plague at the top that had spread everywhere, smiled with satisfaction, and then opened his mouth and took a breath.
Suddenly, wailing sounds resounded from all directions!
The aura of deathly silence permeated this ancient giant city, and continued to spread outwards, connecting the entire Wei formation, covering almost all borders.
Those screams came from both the ordinary people living on the periphery and the descendants of the divine blood who had been here for generations.
At this moment, no matter how high or low they are, or what their status is, their lives no longer depend on themselves, but on.
That figure walked out of the sacrificial temple!
This is a situation that has already been laid out.
Even if the Lord of Jin is born and cripples most of Wei's main forces, even if the doctor Chang Sangjun realizes something is wrong and tries his best to clear away the spells and formations deployed in various places, under the thousands of years of planning by the Witch King of Wei, what will happen?
It can be cleaned up in a day and night.
Some things are silent, but over such a long period of time, they have already soaked into the bone marrow and are difficult to remove.
This is the case for Wei, which is ruled by the Witch King of Wei.
And all this is just to bring this four-headed and eight-armed Lord of Bitterness, who is in charge of plagues and curses, to come to the world, and then absorb everything that the Witch King of Wei has prepared and turn it into his own nourishment.
As for the price that needs to be paid
It’s nothing more than the lives of tens of millions of ‘ants’.
"well done."
Lord Ku, who was as terrifying as a monster, squinted his eyes as he felt the nutrients that started to spread from the main beams of Wei Tu, spread in all directions, and flowed towards him continuously:
"It takes a lot of effort to arrange so many backup plans to please me, right?"
His voice was light.
And in the temple of the Temple of Misery that once existed in Daliangdu, a skeleton-like figure standing behind Him heard the words, and his tone was hoarse and smiling:
"The Lord God has given you too much praise."
"I know what you need, and you know what I need."
"Although my blood, which is from the same ancestral lineage as yours, has been cultivated for thousands of years, it can be regarded as the best nourishment. However, in terms of quality, how can it be compared to the quality I sacrificed half of Wei's land to come here?"
Do the offerings need to be genuine?"
"Since the Night Change, I had a premonition of decay, so I spent thousands of years spreading the breath of plague in every corner of the Wei Kingdom. It has evolved to this day, a full thousand years, just for this moment!"
"Ordinary flesh and blood, ordinary people, are originally useless to the divine."
"But after nearly a thousand years of planning, any ants in this Wei land that have been contaminated by the plague can be turned into nutrients for your lineage to improve your practice. This is the gift I, as a subject, prepared for your arrival.
"
"The reason why I do this is because I don't ask for much."
"I just hope that you can extend my life, that's all."
"In this regard, I will continue to set up a huge array for you in this mortal world in the next era. Hundreds and thousands of years later, I will continue to provide you with resources and spread the glory of the 'God of Bitterness' for you. How about
?”
The projection of the god with four heads and eight arms turned around.
He looked at the haggard Witch King of Wei behind him, with his body like a skeleton, and smiled:
"You are a sensible person."
After saying that, looking at the airflow coming from all directions, Lord Kushen opened his mouth again and inhaled, and hundreds of thousands more 'nutrients' entered his belly.
"ah"
"Not bad."
The four heads were slightly raised, and when the eight pairs of eyes were lightly closed, Lord Kushen made a sound of enjoyment.
"The effect is quite good, if that's the case"
He pondered for a moment.
"It's not impossible for you to continue to be the master of this country in the next era."
Those two breaths just now were very easy for Kushenjun to swallow.
But in fact, hundreds of thousands of lives have been turned into his cultivation materials and completely destroyed!
At this time in Daliang City, under the reflection of the dark green sky, there were constant wails and strangled screams, which was the best proof of the demise of these lives.
In the sacrificial temple where Lord Kushen and the Witch King of Wei were standing at this time, they could both hear and see clearly this scene that could almost be called a human tragedy.
But both of them turned a deaf ear to this.
Because life is just a number to the two of them.
Even descendants of divine blood can create another batch through time.
Therefore, they don't care at all.
The existence that overlooks all living beings from a high place and has the power of life and death is so chilling to the whole body.
It wasn't until Lord Kushen finished speaking.
The Witch King of Wei was immediately overjoyed.
In fact, as of today, his lifespan is already on the verge of end. The strange plague curse in the blood of the god is now tainted with some unknown aura.
In order to find a way to break the situation, he discovered the divine face and the 'things' they needed.
The Witch King of Wei knew that his life might be just a seed sown by the God of Bitterness.
He can take him back at any time, so before that time comes, he must make the value he can bring greater than his own 'existence'.
After knowing this, he participated in the Dark Night Incident and started the layout thousands of years before the founding of the Wei Kingdom. He then hid in the world. Even today, the entire Wei Kingdom was torn apart because of this, and he has not shown up.
Just to use all means to sacrifice a country and invite this God of Bitterness to come and extend his life!
Fortunately, his bet was right.
Just when he was about to speak and say something nice to Lord Kushen, the figure of the god turned around and looked outside the bronze railing on the edge of the altar on the west side:
"Who's out there peeping?"
"Don't come out yet!"
The four heads stopped absorbing the 'nourishment' at this time, and instead shouted in unison.
As soon as these words were spoken, there were constant echoes.
Standing on the edge of the bronze railing, wearing a red robe, the being who had just arrived was shaken out by the sound wave and took several steps back before revealing his figure with a gloomy expression.
It was the Lord of Jin who was originally in Daliang City and wanted to catch the Witch King of Wei where he was hiding.
But what he didn't expect was.
The god who had disappeared for thousands of years and was not even revealed when his father died, actually showed his face at this moment!
The Jin Lord, who had not yet decided at first but just wanted to watch from a distance, was shouted out by the God of Bitterness, and for a moment he was in a dilemma.
Although he received a drop of black bird's blood as a gift from Ji Qiu and had the remaining back-up skills, he could fight against the King of Divine Blood, but what he faced now was a sacred projection from the sky!
There is no way he can be an opponent for this kind of existence!
In the streets and alleys of Daliang City, the howls of ordinary people and gods filled Lord Jin's ears, causing a slight chill to rise in his heart:
"This sacred person is not a good person!"
He was not the founder of the Jin Kingdom, but he was just the legitimate son of the first-generation Lord of Jin who once had a great influence on the Nine Provinces. Therefore, the Lord of Jin had only heard about those sacred deeds and had never seen them with his own eyes.
I actually saw him today.
However, I didn't expect it to be in this way.
There was nothing he could do for a while, and he was pointed out again. Knowing that he was no match, and withstanding the heavy pressure, Lord Jin could only bite the bullet and speak to this strange-looking divine king from a long distance away:
"The Lord of the Three Jin Dynasties has met the Divine Lord!"
He lowered his head slightly, thinking about how to leave.
Although I hate the Witch King of Wei very much.
But now it's clear that the two go together.
It's better to stay away from the edge for now.
But when he wanted to leave, there were people who didn't want to let him go.
Seeing a fiery red figure emerging from the flames, the skeleton-like Witch King of Wei waited until he saw it clearly, and then he smiled arrogantly:
"Master Shen, this is the remnant of the Jin Kingdom. He has a great enmity with me. He killed the high priest who offered sacrifices to you before. He is a blasphemous person!"
"Not only that, he also killed all the descendants of the divine blood that I originally planned to sacrifice to you, wasting a lot of nourishment in vain. It would be better if he just sent it to you."
Under the long sleeves of the Witch King of Wei, a green light appeared on the pale bone palm. Looking at the cold look in his eyes, it seemed that as long as the God of Ku in front of him spoke, he would take action.
In this regard, the four heads and eight pairs of eyes, which were staring closely at Lord Jin at this time, did not pay much attention to it:
"Talking so much nonsense."
"This person is not blessed with divine blood from me. It's not my turn to take action this time, but..."
"As you said, if you are disrespectful to the gods, you will be punished. It's no big deal."
"At most, I will just inform the person behind him when the time comes."
In an instant, eight arms were raised, and dull sounds came from beneath His feet.
Follow this figure as he steps down.
Boom!
A loud sound that shook the earth!
The eight palm prints were powerful enough to penetrate the void, and they were so majestic that they seemed to collapse the entire universe!
As the magical power is pressed——
The land where Lord Jin originally stood suddenly collapsed and shattered.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, only the God of Suffering was left standing here, looking towards the sky.
There, some embarrassed Jin Lords were controlling their natal divine fire, and their faces were as ugly as ever.
"Ahem!"
After taking a breath, Lord Jin coughed, glanced down with an angry look, and then walked away without looking back.
As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood.
There was no earth-shattering confrontation in the brief collision just now.
But in fact, it only takes a moment for Lord Jin to figure out whether he can defeat him.
He could see that the Lord Kushen just struck him casually, and did not use any moves. He just wanted to subdue him with a few pairs of flesh palms.
But even so!
For him, there are always dangers and dangers, and he almost avoids them!
The gods took action and seemed to be able to block all escape routes. The Lord of Jin was naturally a step lower, let alone able to compete with him.
Therefore, if you want to save your life, there is only one way to escape.
Although he stayed to fight, he could barely resist one or two moves.
But it is obviously unwise to risk one's life here.
Seeing that Lord Jin didn't say a word, he wanted to retreat. The head in the middle of Lord Kushen shook his head slightly:
"Can you leave?"
After saying this, he raised his arms.
That day, there were wisps of ink-colored air currents in the sky, turning into torrents, coming quickly, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, blocking all the retreat routes of Lord Jin.
These torrent-like ink-colored air currents are all 'plague' air. They are the sacred magical power of the God of Bitterness. If ordinary people come into contact with it, they will die. Even princes like Lord Jin cannot resist it!
For a time, the Lord of Jin was horrified.
He saw that his arm was gradually infected with dark green airflow, and then it was like a gangrene attached to the bone and could not be removed. Fortunately, a ray of black bird essence and blood was refined by him, which could effectively purify it.
Otherwise, he might be in trouble just by doing this.
Ever since.
"It's too much!" Lord Jin roared, and the next moment his eyes locked on Lord Ku, who was flying up from the sky. His body was now burning with divine flames, and he was about to fight to the death.
However, he saw a black sword cutting through the void. Everywhere it went was black or white, so he ignored it and only projected the sword towards the god who was more than ten feet tall!
"Um?"
Lord Kushen’s eyes narrowed.
He saw a sword slashing through the plague in the distance, barefoot and clothed in empty space, with determination in his eyes. He was holding a giant sword and hurriedly rushed to attack him. For the first time, his tone was a little surprised.
:
"How many years has it been?"
"Can a being of this level of strength be born among ordinary people?"
His tone was full of appreciation:
"Mortal, tell me your name."
"I am a sacred person outside the world. If you are willing to serve under my command, you will be exempted from the crime of offending."
The four heads, emitting a deafening divine voice, pressed towards Mo Zhai like a mountain, but no response was heard.
Not only that, despite such pressure, Mo Zhai's eyes were as sharp as falcons, and his deep gaze shot out from his eye sockets, as if he could penetrate all illusions and see the truth.
At this time, Mo Zhai, who rushed from the vast mountains, was extremely angry.
The Mohist family upholds righteousness and helps those in need. He came to Wei State with the idea of dying to express his ambition. He was about to see signs of success, but at the moment
Half destroyed!
As a powerful person, the mountain where people retreat and discuss matters is only not far from this beam, so Mo Zhai walked quickly.
But even if it’s just a quick look.
Along the way, he could see countless ordinary people rolling back and forth on the ground in agony.
And there is no way to save him!
When Mo Zhai scanned with his spiritual thoughts, he could see that there were streaks of plague energy lingering around their bodies for a long time, just like ghosts chasing souls and killing innocent creatures, harvesting innocent creatures one after another.
All of this made him unbearable.
So after saving up all the way, at the moment that finally arrived, Mo Zhai slashed out the Mo family's chivalrous sword towards the God of Ku, which says, "when an ordinary man is angry, blood will splatter five steps"!
Doesn’t it matter to Him whether He is divine in heaven or if He is strong on me?
To draw a sword against the unprincipled, to give up the two concepts of life and death, Mo Zhe never hesitates at all about this!
It’s nothing more than a life!
After stepping on the vast yellow sand, Ji Qiu crossed the billowing black water where Chaoge was buried and entered the realm of Wei.
At the same time, almost as soon as he stepped in, he realized something was wrong.
Looking at the sky shrouded by the plague, Ji Qiu frowned:
"This is."
He was a little frightened.
Immediately, the figure flashed and rushed to the surrounding villages that he had visited before.
What you can see is only desolation and silence, without any breath of life.
Ji Qiu had already expected it, but it can be seen that after this, he remained silent.
He looked at corpses lying on the ground one after another, still sick.
With a pair of delusional eyes, the white-clothed True Monarch watched the dark green gas extracted from their bodies and flowing towards the sky and the capital city of Daliang. He finally couldn't bear it anymore and a rare look of anger appeared in his eyes:
"What kind of person is he?"
"You actually use defenseless ordinary people as 'gu' to raise that 'gu' that is like airflow?!"
Even Ji Qiu, who has set foot in various countries in this life and defeated powerful enemies from all directions.
I have never seen such a tragedy.
Peeping the leopard in the tube.
Just this scene, how can the rest be any better!
For a moment, his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
