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"How could this happen? How could this happen... It's impossible, it's impossible, it's absolutely impossible!!!"

"What are these things, bastards, what are these things, die for me, die for me!"

"The wastes are all wastes. They are actually known as the Egyptian Empire of the Dead. They were defeated by the undead in this country. The God of the Underworld is just a waste!!"

On the head of the Nether Frog, the Archbishop Leng Jue in the Red Clothing was shouting and roaring like a madman.

Perhaps, the person who suffered the most severe mental blow was this Archbishop in Cardinal.

He deliberately obtained the triangular dimensional mirror and spent more than ten years looking for ways to communicate with the underworld. He finally could carry out a ceremony for the Gods, overwhelming the guy Salang and becoming the most influential archbishop in the world.

In order to accomplish all this, he even sacrificed all his subordinates and made him alone, because he believed that more people would worship him soon.

But in the end, what he saw was such a scene. The army of the underworld was compressed by the undead empire and returned to the Fangba Plain. The original wanton massacre of living people and the rampant rage of many cities in Beiyuan turned into a battle of the undead!

What can he obtain when the undead wars against the undead??

Apart from being stupid, but still being stupid!!

No one bleeds, no corpse smells, and no support from the world. Leng Jue is a joke!!

He paid for everything he had, including his beliefs, and in the end he became alone and so depressed!!

He hated, hated all the stubborn stinky stones in Zhenbeiguan, hated why these guys wanted to be a chariot, delayed the most important time, hated why there was a magnificent wall here that blocked the progress of the empire in the underworld, hated that self-righteous guy, without him, he would have been a god long ago!!!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Leng Jue shouted wildly. He was already injured and his roar was bleeding, and he coughed up a large piece of blood.

The frog was so angry that he was so dizzy that he was so angry that the Nether Lord Frog was wise. After he noticed that Leng Jue was disrespectful to the God of the Underworld, he ignored him and shook his body and shook Leng Jue off.

Leng Jue was already unconscious and fell to the ground all of a sudden, and his blood was vomiting even more.

He was no different from the broken corpses around him. His eyes stared at the retreating Nether Frog angrily, "You even underestimate me!"

The Nether Frog ignored Leng Jue at all. If it did not retreat, it might be swallowed by the sea of ​​skeletons. The bone dragon in the sky had been staring at its large piece of fat for a long time. It could be taken to the sky like another Nether Frog by that guy at any time and was scraped alive.

"People are extremely evil, and even dead people are disdainful to you. It's ridiculous that things like you are still counting on others to worship you." A wisp of shadow smoke appeared quietly near Leng Jue.

Leng Jue turned around suddenly and saw the person he hated the most so far!

Mo Fan!!!

It’s this Mo Fan!!!

Without him, I would have been a god long ago, and no one could surpass my masterpiece!!!

Now Leng Jue hates Mo Fan to the core!!

"I want to kill you!" Leng Jue banged out of his mouth word by word, and he was simply an ugly ghost.

Mo Fan's body was also covered with scars and blood, and he looked weak, but his eyes were still radiant!

Leng Jue is also a mage, and he exerts the power of the curse.

As he was in a state of resentment and anger, the power of the curse became even stronger.

"Ghost punishment!!"

The Leng Jue curse was cast very quickly, and he quickly set up a soul-torn frame and summoned a horn-like evil ghost, who was about to seize Mo Fan's soul.

Mo Fan stood there without any intention of struggling to hide.

His eyes were covered with a layer of black evil, and at the same time, behind Leng Jue's body, wisps of night evil shadows floated out quietly.

During the process of performing the devil, Leng Jue did not notice that his own shadow had betrayed him. The demon shadow held a strange blade and stabbed Leng Jue hard on the thigh!

“Ahhhhh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!”

Leng Jue was not prepared at all. Although this thorn was in his thigh, it was heart-wrenching. The ghost punishment that needed to concentrate to continue was immediately vanished.

"Broken limb!"

Mo Fan took a step forward, and his mind controlled Leng Jue's demon shadow.

The demon shadow swam quickly to Leng Jue's other leg and stabbed him again.

The power of withering spread rapidly, and soon Leng Jue's legs lost their vitality, as stiff as a corpse.

Leng Jue screamed in pain, but Mo Fan was as cold as a prisoner. If he had a little sympathy for such a person, it would be a great sin!

The rebellious demon shadow reappeared and stabbed Leng Jue's two arms again.

These two arms also quickly lost their vitality and hung on Leng Jue's body. Leng Jue's eyes were full of pain and reluctance, and his mouth was full of his own blood...

Isn’t this ability to rebel against the Demon Shadow the only one of the Beijian?

I remember that when he asked Bei Jiang to kill Leng Qing, he was a little afraid of this power.

What Leng Jue never expected was that Mo Fan actually obtained the evil and powerful Night Evil ability of Bei Jiang!!

Leng Jue was already at the end of his strength. When he was in the devil state, Mo Fan did not deliberately kill him. He did not let him go like that. Instead, Mo Fan had already injected Leng Jue with night evil substances, and he was very clear about Leng Jue's condition and location!

Leng Jue seemed to find that he had no choice but to escape, but he was obviously unwilling to continue to be humiliated like this, and bit his tongue hard, wanting to end his life by himself.

As a cardinal archbishop, he did not have suicide pills on his body at any time like other dead men. That kind of thing was never carried by the people of the ruling class, so the only way he could not imagine was this most primitive...

The problem is that Mo Fan has been dealing with the Black Vatican for a long time. The Black Vatican uses death as a relief, and he will definitely break himself at the end of his life. Mo Fan did not wait for Leng Jue to open his mouth, and a giant shadow nail was thrown out, directly imprisoning Leng Jue's throat, and he did not give him a chance to commit suicide.

Death is indeed not the end. In Leng Jue's opinion, even if he becomes a ghost devil after his death, he is still the overlord of the side, and even shouts for the God of Underworld. Unfortunately, Mo Fan didn't even give him this opportunity, which made Leng Jue collapsed and fainted in shame!!

"Hmph, scum!" Mo Fan saw Leng Jue unconscious, slapped the guy in the face and spat!

Archbishop in Cardinal captured alive?

It is estimated that Leng Jue is the first one so far!!

And Mo Fan is also the only mage who has captured the Archbishop's level alive so far!
Chapter completed!