Chapter 121 The relationship between fierceness and knees
"Give it to me!" King Nanhai's hair was disheveled and his voice was shrill, resounding through the sky.
In the night sky, most of the cultivators in Nanhai City had been killed or injured in a short period of time. The remaining ones were all stronger cultivators, but they were in a very miserable state.
Beside, a flame-condensed firebird's body was filled with flames. Elder Zhang had already used the inherited secret technique.
The scorching heat of the Firebird made the air steam, but it couldn't give Elder Zhang any warmth.
Looking helplessly at the remains of the Foundation Builder in the Evil God's mouth, he felt a chill in his heart.
Of the three major worshipers, only two are left now.
"Bah, it tastes bad." The evil god spat out the remains of He's offering, and the poisonous blood spattered and fell to the ground.
“It seems like the best food in the city is concentrated here.”
The evil god stretched out its scarlet tongue, extremely arrogant. For it, the group of cultivators in front of it, except for the old man who controlled the flames, could barely catch his claws, but the rest were not enough for him to crush with one finger.
"Elder Zhang, has the message been sent out?" King Nanhai asked anxiously.
The Huayan Sect is the closest to Nanhai City and is one of the thirty-three sects. It has a rich foundation and many masters. If it can wait for support, it will definitely be able to suppress the newly born evil god.
Elder Zhang's face turned red and he said without looking back: "There is no need to count on it. This demon has already set up a dragnet, and the transmission notes have long been isolated."
"And his power is constantly growing. If he continues to drag on, it will be a dead end."
"The only solution for now is to fight." As he spoke, his robes swelled. He was supposed to be an immortal, but at this moment, only the tattered, blood-stained robes and messy white hair witnessed the hard battle just now.
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King Nanhai lowered his head and hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and shouted: "All cultivators in Nanhai City, follow me!"
Encouraged by the two current cultivators with the highest level in Nanhai City, the remaining cultivators ignited their blood and rushed towards the evil god while shouting.
In mid-air, Taoist skills and sword energy shot out.
"Ants, you still don't understand your situation." The demon's figure flashed, and all the magic formulas fell into the air.
He spread his wings and was incredibly fast, charging towards him like a wolf rushing into a herd of sheep.
Screams suddenly broke out, the four cultivators were cut into several sections by sharp claws, blood mist and internal organs were scattered all over the sky, and the scene was horrifying.
The smell of blood stimulated the evil god, his eyes flashed with excitement, and he grabbed two frightened cultivators with one claw at a time.
Bang bang!
With two strange sounds, the two cultivators were crushed like balloons in his palm, turning into two masses of blood mist.
Phew! He raised his head and inhaled, inhaling all the blood mist into his nose, showing a look of intoxication.
This terrifying sight instantly shocked the cultivators who rushed forward, but it also gave Elder Zhang a chance. He shouted loudly, and the firebird spread its wings in the wind, screamed like a phoenix, and appeared in front of the evil god in the blink of an eye.
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The fire waves surged into the sky, like a sun rising in the sky.
However, the evil god seemed not to notice, and even yawned.
"How dare you underestimate me!"
Flames flashed in Elder Zhang's eyes, firebirds spread their wings in the wind, and waves of fire roared. If these inherited secret techniques were bombarded on the mountain, even the mountain peaks would be melted and evaporated.
Just when the firebird was about to hit the evil god, he saw it take a deep breath and blow suddenly at the firebird.
Huh! The sound of huge wind blasts echoed through the night sky.
The flames all over the firebird were actually held up by this breath and could not move forward. Moreover, in the dark wind, the flames around it were peeled off layer by layer, becoming smaller and smaller in an instant, and finally turned into sparks and scattered in all directions.
"How is this possible?" Elder Zhang was shocked. His full strength was not as good as someone else's casual breath?!
He stood blankly in the air, his heart feeling cold.
"Do you understand your situation now?" The evil god laughed wildly and swayed.
The next moment, he appeared behind a worshiper in Nanhai City.
The worshiper was a cultivator in the foundation-building stage. When he discovered the abnormality, it was already too late, and two terrifying black claws had already surrounded him.
He frantically kneaded and cast several defensive spells in succession. His whole body lit up with the light of his true power, and all his magical powers were used for defense.
There was a look of interest in the evil god's eyes, and his two sharp claws slowly exerted force.
Creak! A frightening sound sounded in the air.
The defensive shield generated by the true power was squeezed and deformed continuously.
"Elder, save me!" The person enshrined in the true power shield shouted in despair and panic.
Bang!
The sound stopped suddenly, and his whole body turned into a ball of blood mist like a crushed egg.
Seeing that the offering that was even higher than his own was instantly wiped out, the Nanhai King's expression changed dramatically.
While he was in the air, he suddenly knelt down on his knees.
"I am willing to be the most faithful servant. From now on, you are my God."
The cultivators in the sky who had just fought with the evil god with their swords were stunned. They looked at their king in disbelief.
The mortals below and the cultivators outside Nanhai City were silent.
There was total silence.
"The King of Nanhai actually knelt down?"
The King of the South China Sea, who was uncompromising in his words and took life and death in his hands, was cruel and ferocious, actually knelt down before a demon and was willing to worship that demon as a god?
"Oh?" The Evil God touched his chin, stopped the killing, and showed an interesting look.
After a moment of silence, most of the cultivators in the sky and people on the ground slowly knelt down.
Only the black mist was still slowly shrinking, and the occasional scream and cry could be heard from afar.
But everyone who knelt down selectively ignored the miserable howl.
Three blood-red eyes looked at Elder Zhang, who had a gloomy expression.
"What about you?" Evil God smiled ferociously.
This voice was like the last straw that crushed Elder Zhang. His face was ashen and he slowly knelt down in the air.
"Haha, hahaha!" Looking at the slumped figure, the evil god laughed wildly.
"Since you want to be my loyal believer, speak louder and greet your God!" he shouted wildly.
"We are willing to be God's most loyal subjects! You are our God!"
King Nanhai took the lead in shouting, his voice was hoarse, veins even bulged on his forehead, and the voices suddenly became one.
Gradually, it became tidy.
"I am willing to serve our God!"
The sound roared and spread far away.
"Hahaha!" The evil god was extremely proud and high-spirited.
"It's really ugly. Are you even giving up your face just to survive?" A voice that was definitely out of place came in, but it was extremely clear.
The shouting stopped suddenly, and there was a silence between heaven and earth. Everyone and the evil god followed the sound and looked towards the source of the sound.
I saw a person wearing tattered clothes, but walking in the sky with cold eyes.
"Is it you? Are you not dead yet?" The evil god narrowed his eyes slightly and recognized Wang Chen. For some reason, he felt that the human in front of him gave him a sense of oppression that made him upset.
"It's not your turn to speak here!" The King of Nanhai was furious, pointing at Wang Chen and yelling: "You are Jiba, a lewd thief, how can you pretend to be strong and strong? Why don't you quickly kneel down and worship our God!"
Before coming to the Zhenghai Gang, Nanhai King had already found out that the master who killed the poisonous puppet was Wang Chen, and now he revealed his identity.
After all, he was the one who took the lead in kneeling. Now under Wang Chen's background, he was simply humbled into dust.
But even in his embarrassment and anger, he never dared to straighten his knees.
"Performance eight?"
"Is he Jiba? The legendary **?"
This nickname is so shocking that people cannot forget it once they hear it.