Chapter 393 It's really exciting to run after pretending to be forced!
Mr. Xiong named the "Fourth Group of the Ten Thousand Gods Religion".
The black-robed demon was stunned for a moment, as if he was a little surprised to be recognized.
After all, the Pantheon Religion has not appeared in the supernatural world with great fanfare for many years...
But he quickly reacted and said in a cold voice: "Huh! You have some knowledge. Now that you know it, you still dare to ruin my teaching's important affairs?"
And Mr. Xiong, who has always been wretched, rarely showed hatred and coldness in his eyes.
"Haha. So what about the Pantheon Religion? One day, I will repay you a hundredfold for what you did to me!"
It stared intently at this guy's golden belt and the Infinite Bone Order in the middle of the belt that served as a belt buckle.
There is a small word "四" on it!
What Mr. Xiong said is indeed correct. This guy is indeed a demon who belongs to the fourth group of the Pantheon Cult...
When Mr. Xiong was confronting this guy, the gang members who were as scared as chickens before naturally dispersed.
Fleeed for his life.
The boss was probably frightened by Mr. Xiong, but he didn't actually run away.
He just hid behind an abandoned steel frame and looked at the scene ahead with trepidation...
"A talking cat demon? That's interesting! In that case, if my baby sucks your blood, maybe it can break through and become a real zombie!"
The black-robed demon licked his lips, looking a little eager.
"You want my blood? I'll make your anus explode first, leaving it withered and bruised all over the ground!"
Mr. Xiong sneered, and the blood-red demonic energy lingered on his two sharp claws...
The black-robed demon Taoist waved the black human bone staff in his hand and made a whirring sound. The tattered black lacquered wood coffin next to it began to tremble violently, accompanied by bursts of gloomy breath and the stench of rotting corpses rising into the sky!
boom!
A black shadow suddenly sat up from the coffin, stiff and straight. Then it jumped more than ten feet high, fell instantly, jumped again, and fell...
In one breath, he was already at the side of the black-robed demon.
It is indeed a Qing Dynasty zombie!
He was wearing the official uniform of a military attaché of the Qing Dynasty, with a flower feather on his head, and a string of large beads hanging around his neck. He had a dry face, two sharp teeth exposed outside his lips, and his eyes were glowing with blood.
Two arms and claws harder than steel stretched out straight, facing Mr. Xiong, very scary!
"My name is Zongdong! The fourth group of gods ranks sixth! I wonder if you, a cat demon, can compare to me, a zombie?"
This black-robed demon looked at Master Xiong and actually announced his name...
"Hmph! It's a pretense. Grandpa will let you know what fear is! Take the move."
Lord Xiong's whole body was filled with blood-colored demonic aura, and then with a sudden shock, he actually drove his chubby body to fly away. It seemed that he was planning to attack directly at close range and kill the zombie!
"Haha! Although you are a monster and are stronger than my human body. But don't forget that zombies are one of the hardest supernatural beings!"
Zhongdong laughed loudly, feeling that Master Xiong was extremely stupid.
Master Xiong, who was filled with demonic aura, flew away! Then...
In mid-air, he suddenly turned a corner and landed directly more than ten meters away from Zangdong and the zombie he controlled.
If you rush again, you will be farther away.
"Haha! You still don't believe me when I say you are stupid? Did I say that I would fight with you now? I got the thing, and the wind is tight!"
Mr. Xiong's obscene voice and chubby figure were getting farther and farther away, leaving him standing there ready for a fight, with a confused look on his face.
Then got furious!
"Male Gobi! You are simply a disgrace to the supernatural world! Chase me!"
The zombie let out a deep roar from its throat and chased after it with a jump.
The fat cat ran and laughed.
"Just run away after pretending to be cool, it's so exciting!"
As for Fu Yang's side...
After sending out a Thousand Machine Ghost Kill just now, Zangdong ordered his other members of the Fourth Wanshen Regiment to besiege Fu Yang.
As a result, it hasn’t passed yet,
Fu Yang took the initiative.
One move, "Giant Palm", struck him.
The phantom of a palm with a radius of one foot appeared out of thin air, and flew away with the roaring wind.
With this momentum, even a ferocious tiger would be knocked unconscious...
The four minions of the Pantheon Sect stopped quickly. The four of them actually held hands, and the spiritual power in their bodies was connected. A palm with a radius of one foot erupted - it was just a black skeleton palm!
Boom!
The giant spirit's palm collided with the skeleton's palm, exploding at the same time, and the wind roared. It blew away the garbage and sand on the ground in all directions, just like volunteers doing a general cleaning...
"Yo? You have some skills! You can actually connect the spiritual energy in your body into one?"
Fu Yang's eyes flashed.
The Pantheon Religion is truly amazing!
Even these ordinary little minions actually have some endless secret techniques.
It is obvious that there are only four demons with only the middle and late stages of the mage realm, but together they are comparable to him, a real person.
In this case...
"Maoshan·Wind Roaring Curse!"
"Maoshan·Flying Sickle Curse!"
Fu Yang drew two very complex spell trajectories in the air, and cast the Wind Howling Curse and the Flying Sickle Curse respectively.
I plan to blind them first, and then harvest the connection between the soul and the body...
This time, the four minions from the Pantheon Sect did not dare to take the initiative.
They quickly dispersed and avoided Fu Yang's Wind Howling Curse. It hit the steel frame next to it, making a huge noise and shaking off a large area of rust.
But because he was avoiding the Wind Howling Curse, he was indeed in a mess.
The flying sickle curse that followed, and countless scythe shadows burst out, making these demons moan incessantly.
One of them dodges and is cut through his neck, chest, thighs, etc. by three or four "scythes". He falls to the ground on the spot. His soul and body are completely separated!
It's like becoming a vegetative state.
"That's amazing, my brother! Brother Fu, you are so awesome."
"Oh my god! Brother Fu is mighty, Brother Fu is invincible!"
Brother Ji and the old gangster next to him cheered when they saw Fu Yang take action and beat the four opponents who were showing off their power just now to a pulp.
Just like a star-chasing fan!
"Are you two still standing here knitting? Go and run for your lives!"
Fu Yang couldn't laugh or cry and yelled at them.
Brother Ji and the old gangster were stunned for a moment, then they realized what they were doing, turned around and ran away.
At this moment, Master Xiong’s voice came over...
"Boy Fu, run! There's no need to fight these stupid monsters. Zombies are hard to deal with. Now that we have the things, let's evacuate as soon as possible!"
This damn fat cat rushed over quickly from a distance.
And because he happened to be behind those three little minions, he swooped down and thrust his sharp claws hard into the butt of an unlucky guy...
"ah!!!"
Facts have proved that even an evil demon will suffer severe pain if he is stabbed in the anus. (Chapter 4 has been updated! See you tomorrow)