Chapter 233

The old Taoist Du Xin's face became even more distorted. He bit his lip and made a harsh effort in the air for a long time. Then he sighed and shot back towards the mountain gate with his disciples from Xi Kunlun.

Yuan Sheng, who was covered in black smoke, was extremely annoyed and flew towards the north. He hated Xia Jie to death. He screamed: "How come there is such a ghost magic weapon? It specifically damages the soul that is poured into his body? I, I... Look at Qinglong and the others, but I was hurt. I, I want to kill that damn Xia Jie." He gritted his teeth in the air, wishing he could step on Xia Jie and tear him to pieces now.

Yuan Sheng's body was very injured by the magic power contained in the flute. Drops of blood fell from him. He was furious and did not notice it. His eyes turned blood red, and he was full of heart to find a place to vent. He looked around for a long time and suddenly smiled grimly: "There is a prairie ahead, hehehehehehehe, those barbarians who eat mutton and wear animal skins, I, Yuan Sheng, have to kill you all."

With the black smoke surrounding his body, Yuan Sheng flew over to a height of only a few feet above the ground. After vaguely entering the grassland for more than a hundred miles, he felt a large group of people nearby, but after calculating the number of individuals of those people, Yuan Sheng, who had a high murderous intent, let them go. There were too few people and the murderous aura was not enough.

Under the moonlight, Yuan Sheng screamed and flew across the grassland. Just where he rushed over, a group of mysterious people raised their heads in surprise. An old man wearing a pitch-black robe who looked very high-ranking, looked up at Yuan Sheng who was flying over, and asked in surprise: "Docques, is this what you call the supernatural people in the Central Plains?"

DeCooks, dressed in black, rushed up and said respectfully: "The Grand Duke, they are them. Look, they have no wings, but they can fly in the air."

A young man in black uniform walked quickly to the grass where Yuan Sheng flew over, picked up a drop of blood from the ground with his fingers, and licked it gently with his tongue. After a long time, he suddenly exclaimed: "Praise the great demon god, this man's blood has extremely mysterious power. I, I swear, if I could suck enough of his blood, I would definitely be able to evolve as soon as possible. Lord Coros, DeCooks is right, this country is really interesting."

An old man who looked like a skeleton and had green light in his eyes whispered: "Duke Kolos, let's keep going. Hey, a national of tens of millions of people? This attraction is so great... How much food and descendants can you have, and how many souls and bodies can we collect? It's such a wonderful place. Let's go and see what the so-called barrier of DeCux is."

DeCooks sneered: "It's something like a nightmare, dear Great Wizard Farke. You wizards hiding in the darkness would never have imagined that there would be such a magnificent barrier. Your barrier can at most cover a manor and a castle, but what the two people said last time, this barrier enveloped their entire empire. In contrast, you..."

The Fark wizard sneered. He glanced at DeCooks fiercely and said coldly: "DeCooks, if you dare to insult our Dark Wizard Society, then, war..."

Korus looked at DeCooks with extreme dissatisfaction and snorted coldly: "DeCooks, shut up. You are still in the atonement period. Although we have seen flying humans, it cannot prove that the barrier you call exists. Humph, dozens of elites from the family have disappeared for no reason. If you can't give us a satisfactory explanation, you will definitely be destroyed. I swear, if what you said is false, you will definitely regret lying."

Several great men with extremely majestic figures, long yellow hair, and even thick beards on their faces, smiled grimly: "Dukelas, if necessary, we are happy to help you break the head of poor Lord DeCooks. Oh, a vampire of pure blood, it must feel great to break his head."

Kroos' eyes shot out with rage, and he snorted coldly, "You rude beasts, if you dare to call our noble vampires again, I will kill you... You are as weak as children in front of me. I swear, you will pay the price if you dare to insult our noble vampires again."

The wizard of Fark immediately gloated and smiled: "Very good, Grand Duke of Coros, the noble royal family of blood clan, I support you. My wizard of Fark, on behalf of the Dark Wizard Association, unconditionally support you, we support you without any conditions spiritually, come on war, let's start a war. I am really curious, who is stronger between the blood clan and the orc clan?"

Kros and the men heard Fake's words that were afraid of the world's chaos, and immediately snorted coldly at the same time, twisting their heads aside. DeCooks immediately seemed to have swallowed the courage and scolded him in a big way: "Fake Wizard, this is our own business of our blood clan. Your Dark Wizard Association does not seem to be qualified or reason to interfere in our blood clan affairs. If you maliciously provoke the relationship between our blood clan and the orc alliance, then our thirteenth blood clan council will not let you go."

Kroos looked at DeCooks with approval and thought to himself: "Well, maybe DeCooks is saying it is true, there is such a powerful and powerful barrier. Humph, the people from the Dark Wizards Association say that there is no such powerful barrier and such a powerful mage in the world. Could it be that there is no such powerful barrier and such a powerful mage in the world? Bah, you shouldn't believe what they said, but it turned out that the noble Duke of the Vampire actually crossed the desert and ran to this damn grassland."

A lazy voice came from a carriage at the end of the horse team. The soft and beautiful male voice said a little angrily: "Okay, okay, noble adults of the blood clan, noble dark wizards, proud and powerful orcs, can we move forward? Oh, it's really interesting. You three forces have been in a mess for thousands of years, but have been intrigued for thousands of years, and can resist the attack of the Holy See. I really don't know if you are too lucky or the damn Holy See is too idiot."

Immediately, Korus, Fak, and the tallest orc who were still calculating each other just now, scolding the carriage at the same time: "Dark Fairy, shut up."

The man in the carriage shouted aggrievedly: "Okay, okay, I shut up. It turns out that good people can't be used as good people. I have been a bad person all my life, and no one dares to scold me. I just became a good person once today, but I was scolded. Hum, hum." He smiled a few times extremely coldly, and suddenly, the Fake's face became a little abnormal first.

The curtain of the carriage was suddenly lifted open, and a dark-skinned man with a tall figure, wide shoulders, but very thin shoulders jumped out. He was wearing a tight black leather jacket, two long daggers with black shanks inserted on his belt, and his extremely handsome face was full of cold murderous intent. His eyes narrowed into thin slits, shooting out a vicious look like a cobra. His hair was pale as white as a ghost, emitting a soft light in the darkness. The strangest thing was the two sharp ears exposed from his long white hair.

He made a gesture gracefully and said in a noble voice: "Okay, noble adults, we should move forward, otherwise the sky will be bright again. I hate the sun the most. He treats my skin badly, and I must avoid the sun." He changed his tone in an instant, and said coldly, "Don't forget, we have all heard the legend of this rich ancient Eastern country, an ancient Eastern country with countless people and countless treasures, and wanted to see this powerful barrier, so we sent our coalition."

He looked at Colos and others arrogantly and said gloomyly: "If you make a mistake, think about the consequences... At the same time, I hope that before calculating each other, we will think clearly how many surprises this mysterious country will bring to us. Humph, tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people, think about it, what a wealth this is... A country similar to the entire continent of our Eurobar, how many minerals does it contain? With such resources, we can definitely defeat the Holy See."

His tone suddenly turned higher, and he said passionately: "Sir, don't you want your tribe members to walk in the sun with their heads raised and their chests held high? This is your greatest wish. Wizard Farke, you don't want the members of your association to be burned to death one by one, right? Well? It is said that your poor daughter, the beautiful Sashaya, is..." He did not continue, but let out a series of obscure laughter.

The horse team fell silent. More than 300 horse team members rectified the team and quickly headed towards the place where DeCooks and the others encountered the Kyushu barrier last time. Under the influence of mysterious spells, their entire horse team was floating three feet above the ground, and nothing could stop them from moving forward.

After walking for half an hour, they had already advanced more than two hundred miles. DeCooks suddenly shouted nervously: "Stop, stop, stop, I remember here, have you seen the small hill in front? After passing that hill, it is the terrible barrier. You can't get close, you can never get close anymore."

Korus, Fake and the others immediately stopped, while the rude orcs continued to move forward in great strides. The orc who led the lead turned around and laughed at DeCooks: "Hahaha, the timid and fearful blood clan, the pretended elegance and hypocrisy blood clan. DeCooks, do you think that the lies you made up for fear of conviction can deceive the warriors of our great orc alliance? I, the great warrior database, are not the same..."

He didn't finish his words, because everyone watched helplessly as colorful lights swam around and gently entangled on him. Such a tall and majestic body turned into ashes in an instant. The orcs behind him who also showed the world's number one orcs retreated dozens of feet in horror, and then they let out a terrified howl: "God, what the hell is this?"

The dark fairy laughed and clapped softly: "The God of the Underworld must feel very proud. The threat of death can actually make the faithful believers of darkness call on God's name. Oh, it's so amazing. No wonder the Holy See uses the crusaders, that is, iron and blood to preach their teachings. As expected, in the face of death, the most stubborn dark members must also believe in the glory of God. Ah, praise God, great and kind God, great and honorable Lord, bless me, you the most devout believer... Oh, fuck, it seems that the damn God did not hear my prayers, and he did not resurrect the lovely and brave Ku."

He cursed viciously: "Great God, I hope your son will be castrated, and heaven will be extinct."

Kroos, Fark, ignored the stinky dark fairy, and they looked at each other in horror. Kroos said, "What DeCooks said is true, there is such a terrible barrier. But is the area really so large? Do we, should we try around dozens of miles?"

At this moment, they circled more than thirty miles in a circle, and Farke hurriedly shouted: "Okay, okay, enough, enough distance. According to our experience, the most powerful mage cannot set up a barrier that exceeds one Dharma. There are already several distances here. If, if this is still under the barrier, we must consider that this barrier really covers their entire empire... Oh, the great God of Darkness, can you tell you how terrifying the most devout believers can set up such a huge barrier?"

Colos didn't say anything. He looked at the dozens of orcs with bleak faces gathered together and asked: "Brave warriors, are you willing to go for the future of our entire dark world... Hehe, try whether this place is also shrouded in barriers?"

Several orc leaders yelled angrily: "Koros, you damn old guy, why do you want us to try it? Could it be that your noble blood clan is so greedy for life and fear of death?"

Colos's face immediately darkened, and he said coldly: "Do you think that our blood clan is a coward? Humph, let's settle the score with you when you go back... Well, DeCooks, are you willing to try?" He looked at DeCooks gently and smiled: "We are very surprised that the news that you brought back to the parliament. It's a miracle that the mysterious East actually has such a powerful supernatural being... If you can make contributions again, I would suggest that the parliament allow you to be baptized by the blood pool."

DeCooks looked at the kind-hearted Kroos, and took three steps back firmly, and said extremely firmly: "I, DeCooks, will never get close to this damn country."

Kolos immediately started to scold: "The timid guy, you really lose your father's face. It's your father still my brother. Humph, if you don't go, then, who volunteers?"

All the members of the blood clan took three steps back at the same time. They looked at Kroos with a bad expression and said coldly: "All right, the noble Lord Duke, let you leave such credit. As my uncle, you should do something that our juniors admire." This is what the juniors of Kroos' own family said.

As for the blood clans of other families, they mocked them without hesitation: "Oh, come on, come on, dear Duke of Colos, is it that your family is so afraid of death? Let's go and try the power of this barrier for us. According to the great Wizard of Fark, maybe this barrier does not have such a large range? Maybe the Decux brothers were just bad luck last time and just hit the barrier. Hahaha, go, we will bring you your last words back."

The atmosphere continued for a moment, and the orc stood by schadenfreudely and asked Koros to go forward to die. Koros was full of anger and looked at more than a dozen tribe members who did not obey his orders. Fortunately, Fake came out to rescue him, and he shook his head and sighed, "Forget it, forget it, don't make a noise. Let me analyze it based on the principle of barrier technique. This barrier should have set some rules, that is, those who meet this rule can enter, and those who do not meet this rule cannot enter."

He said in a deep voice: "Maybe, this barrier is the same as the Vatican's God of Light. Any dark power cannot be entered. We can make an attempt, come on, give me all the dark amulets, spells, jewelry, etc. on your body. I throw them one by one. If the barrier does not respond, it should be enough." Fake said in his heart: "I have never heard of barriers that can be exerted through human race, otherwise those Persian Hu people would not be able to enter this kingdom. They must be judged by the power of darkness."
Chapter completed!