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Although in the past, this Tezkapolipoka did not perform very well in the clan. However, they did not have any doubts, because under the favor of God, everything could happen.

"How many days will it take?" Wen Fei said lightly, naturally with the aura of a superior who is not angry and powerful.

"If everything goes well, in just three days we can reach Tianhu Lake. Those places where the Indians live." The leader of the two feathers replied, with a serious expression.

Wen Fei naturally knew what he was worried about. The deeper he went into the enemy-occupied area, the greater the danger. Moreover, in Tianhu, it may be the location of the God of Indy. It was a great god who could compete with the God of Feather Snake for so long, and it was definitely not something that the mortals with physical mortals could resist.

The White Demons have never been so deep into this kind of place. Even the war with the Indys was limited to the border between the two sides and confronted some Indy tribes.

There are already more than a dozen Indy tribes that were destroyed by them this time, and now they are going to go deep into the core area of ​​the Indy people. That is simply seeking death!

Master Wen also had a deep understanding of these things and understood that even if he used high pressure, it would be difficult to maintain this strategy of barely dying. Although Master Wen also wanted to take a look at the Indians' holy land, Tianhu, now he had to suppress his curiosity and look at it.

He smiled and said, "Who said he was going to Tianhu? At this time, I'm afraid all the Indys gathered together, set up big pockets, and waited for us to crash into it!"

The leader of the second feather was puzzled. Since Tezkapolipoka knew this very well, why did he have to take them into it? With their current record, even if they return to the tribe, they would not be punished by the Feathered Snake God, but would be praised on the contrary.

Wen Fei smiled, and although he was not a famous general who was too clever, he usually used the difference between weapons and organizational strength to crush his opponents with strength. Now he is leading an army with similar organizational strength and technology to the enemy, so he had to rely on strategies to win this battle!

Although Master Wen is not very good at using tricks, I think it is better than the Americans who are still in a straightforward understanding of war, right?

He drew a circle on the ground and said, "The Indians must have thought we would go to Tianhu. The troops must have concentrated in Tianhu. But now we are not going to Tianhu, and we are flattening all these empty tribes on the periphery!"

The leader of Eryu was soon filled with blood and was completely impressed by the fooling, and he completely admired this Tezka Polipoca. No wonder he was attracted by the Feathered Snake God and gave him power. It turned out that he was so powerful!

But in fact, Wen Fei was sneering in his stomach. Any strategy was based on a large number of effective requests. And they even knew nothing about the situation of the Indys. They had a dark eye and made some strategy. It was ridiculous!

To put it bluntly, Master Wen did not know whether the Indians would gather in Tianhu, nor did he know that the Indians would react like this in the end. What he said was just a fool.

"We will spend the night here tonight." Master Wen Datian ordered: "You set up traps around you. If any enemy comes, we will wait for it!"

The convinced leader Eryu immediately went to do it according to the instructions of Master Wen Da Tian, ​​which made Master Wen secretly feel a sense of regret. What a good cannon fodder troops these are, but they had to send them to death.

A scroll appeared in his hand, all of which were covered with swords and fire. Although Master Wen’s painting skills were not mentioned, he was able to inject his energy into the painting like the most top painter, making the painting spiritual.

Now that I was sacrificed and refined by Master Wen, I could see that there seemed to be countless evil ghosts inside, suffering from the sea of ​​swords and mountains of fire.

A ghost. It was originally the leader of an Indy, a powerful warrior, and his soul after death was much stronger than that of ordinary people.

He fell into the sword mountain, and was pierced by countless sharp blades, and still had to climb up. Because there was something even more powerful below. The sea of ​​fire, like liquid magma, erupted from time to time, and involved those unlucky people.

This powerful warrior, because of his strongest soul, climbed on the top of the Knife Mountain. Every time he climbed, he would be cut by the sharp blade, as if he was actively enjoying being cut into pieces.

Finally, he could no longer bear it. He rolled and fell down, fell into the endless sea of ​​fire below the Knife Mountain, screaming and being burned by the fire. After a quarter of an hour, he finally turned into ashes.

However, this was not the end, nor was it a relief. He was soon reborn at the foot of the Dao Mountain. Then he repeated the process of continuing to climb up, but if you look closely, you will find that his soul was dimmed. The traces of Indy God imprinted on the soul also weakened.

Of course, Master Wen is not a pervert, he will have fun to torture his soul. He is just fighting a war with the Feathered Snake God and the Indy God, who cannot see the smoke of gunpowder.

At this time, a weak soul finally couldn't bear it and rolled down from the sword mountain and fell into the boundless sea of ​​fire.

In the sea of ​​fire, this weak soul kept screaming, burning little by little, and finally completely dissipated, and did not reborn at the foot of the Knife Mountain.

This weak soul is a believer of the Feather Snake God, and the little mark of the Feather Snake God on his body also eventually dissipated.

Master Wen could clearly feel that a soul was completely shattered, and an extremely pure power dissipated and merged into this regional scroll. This scroll expanded a little without anyone paying attention.

At the same time, after the soul was scattered, various memory fragments and other scums flew out of the scroll, spread between heaven and earth, and merged into the invisible sea of ​​Haotian energy.

Master Wen slowly closed the scroll and could see a layer of misty black gas on the entire scroll. It was the resentment emitted by these tortured souls!

Perhaps thousands of years later, among these American legends, this Heavenly Master may become the God of Death? Or is it a God of Underworld. In short, it may become the negative character in myths and legends.

He even had the heart to joke, of course, if the historical process of the Americans was not interrupted.

He slowly stretched out his palm, and in a white ball of light in the palm of his palm, a shadow with its teeth and claws was blocking. This shadow looked like a long snake with wings and feathers, constantly shaking the ball of light with its teeth and claws, trying to break free from it.

Wen Fei smiled slightly. Such a little shadow was actually similar to the one left by the big spider on Luo Xiaosi, but it was just a little mark.

It was simply impossible to imagine that the Feather Snake God wanted to imprint the soul of Master Wen Da. He gently made a hole in the light ball, and the Feather Snake God's shadow was just about to fly out from here and return to his original body.

However, a ball of black gas rushed in immediately. The black gas was changing, and the evil aura on the scroll was the evil aura that rushed into the light ball and immediately entangled on the mark of the feathered snake god.

Master Wen sealed the light ball again, and he could see the shadow in the light ball entangled with the mark of the Feathered Snake God like a maggot on the tarsal bone. No matter how hard the Feathered Snake God struggled, he could not get rid of it.

He smiled slightly. Looking closely, the light ball seemed to be the crystal refined by the demigod of Kapak City-state, the legendary hero. After his whole body was refined, there was only such a little crystal bone left, but it was used by Master Wen to practice it into a sealed magic weapon.

Huh, Master Wen slowly let out a breath. Now he has to find a way to get the mark of Hindi God. In this way, he can also plot against him.

As for the big spider, although the mark was on Master Wen’s body, this big spider did not look at Master Wen’s eyes. However, a false god whose flesh and blood had not yet been completely dissolved, maybe it might be weaker than Bai Suzhen.

His real enemy now is this snake god, and the Indy god, the sun god.

Although the fake guy Wen Da Tianshi was mistakenly considered by the people of Kapak City, after Kapak City changed its name to Fuyuan City, Wen Da Tianshi had already announced that he was an omniscient and omnipotent god.

Master Wen had no intention of competing with these guys for the priesthood of the divine system, but it was just that these guys blocked his path to the sea.

God exists because of man. When the Song Dynasty fleet sailed to the Pacific coast of America, all gods would become scum. Just like when later Westerners drove to America.

Until midnight, today's night was particularly quiet, and there was no sound of insects screaming.

This surprised Wen Fei, who had just withdrawn his consciousness, and thought it was not good. He focused on his consciousness, but with his current spiritual cultivation, as long as there was a little danger or something wrong, he would discover it.

And he didn't notice the arrival of danger until this moment. It seemed that the trouble was getting: "Are you up with the enemy attack!"

Just as Master Wen Datian spoke, the long-standing offensive suddenly unfolded. The shouts of killing sounded from all directions, but nothing could be seen clearly in the darkness, making people feel that there were soldiers and enemies everywhere.

Fortunately, at this time, although the traps placed before camping were quite simple, they all played the role they should play. A series of screams sounded from three sides. It made people know that only these three sides are the direction of the enemy's attack, and the other side has no enemies.
Chapter completed!