Just as the blue bat smiled, Unas, who was beside him, suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood.

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The strange black blood, with a strange smell, scattered on Leng Jue's luxurious and weird robe, was stunned by Leng Jue's robe!

And Unas was even more frightened. She never expected that she would be poisoned. And what kind of poison is this? Even people like her who are half-human and half-dark creatures would be poisoned to death!?

Unas didn't know why he died like this before he died. They had already succeeded, and this was not right.

Unas is just a Tongming official sent by Khufu to contact Leng Jue. In a simple way, the role of a mobile phone and a translator is just a necromancer with special abilities, and his strength is only high-level.

A pair of pitch-black bat wings grew behind the blue bat, and they jumped down and disappeared.

Before leaving, the blue bat gave a blew kiss to Mo Fan, leaving an echo and said, "Goodbye, pretend to be a human demon. What's left is your prey."

At this time, Mo Fan and Leng Jue were standing on the head of the Nether Lord Frog. Leng Jue felt a little uneasy in his heart. He couldn't guess what Salang knew, what Salang wanted to do, and kill Unas, and his connection with the God of the Underworld would not be broken.

At this time, Mo Fan was also stunned. Who is this blue bat? Why did she help herself? Now think about it carefully. From the beginning, she hid in front of the pile of corpses, it was the blue bat who discovered herself and said she wanted to save herself.

Did she discover it since then!?

Mo Fan recalled from the beginning that it seemed that everything was dominated by this blue bat. Although it was not her who made decisions in many cases, now when recalling it, she was in everything, and she was guiding her!

He exhaled, Mo Fan ignored it. If it were Salang, then Mo Fan would deal with Salang without hesitation, but now, it is obvious that Leng Jue is the main dish.

Mo Fan looked at Leng Jue opposite with calm eyes. This scene was quite strange. Originally, there should be many black holy temples around Leng Jue, but because of Zhenbei Pass, Leng Jue is now in front of the pyramid and there are no black holy temple people around him, but Mo Fan is right opposite him.

"I am the most powerful archbishop in the neck, I am the master of death! I am the next God of the Underworld! I am the God!!" Leng Jue had even started to speak madly, and he fell into a madness without hiding his ambitions. If Salang wants to be the God of Death, he must become a more powerful God of the Underworld!

How many people Salang killed, he doubled, three times, five times or even ten times! He made the whole world afraid of himself!

With a rumbling sound, Leng Jue's red robe burst out with a strong evil power, resentment, hatred, anger, and unwillingness. This is the dark vow that Leng Jue collected from the Mediterranean Red Sea incident, and this is the vow power that the Parthenon has opposite to the Parthenon.

He wants to become a god, but he is an evil god!

On the Great Wall on the other side, the dark power soared into the sky, and Lingling and others could naturally see it. It was obvious that this was not Mo Fan's demonic power.

"That should be Leng Jue. I heard that like Salang, he collects the fear and hatred of the whole world to increase his strength." Lingling said.

Zhao Manyan said in annoyance: "Damn it! Mo Fan's contract has not been terminated yet, that purple ghost is not!"

But... Not long after the dark power soared into the sky, a red light with dark green in blood was pouring out next to Leng Jue's black light, but Lingling and others were not panicked after seeing it, but instead showed an excited smile.

That is Mo Fan's demonic power!

Zhaohua behind him couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead. Although there were twists and turns, fortunately Mo Fan caught up. Zhaohua looked at Zhang Xiaohou.

When Mo Fan's blood-red light appeared, all the undead stopped attacking and looked back at the enemy who appeared behind him at some point. The enemy's strength was terrible! There was a fatal threat to them.

They are going back to serve the king.

But these are not what Zhao Hua cares about. Even if Mo Fan and Leng Jue fight, Sphinx did not return to defend but continued to attack the Great Wall. The energy of the magic stone was about to be exhausted, so he didn't care.

Because this was a battle that would definitely be defeated, as a bee brain, he came to reduce his losses. In short, it was to gain some people, and he never thought he could win. Every time an emperor appeared, humans would retreat and then seek opportunities to slowly retake it.

What Zhaohua cares about is when the Shayuan will come. If Shayuan does not come, no one will restrain Hu Fu, and he will not be able to borrow the Minghui channel. After all, Zhaohua is a human being. Even if he is a high-level mage, no matter how powerful he is, how could he hide the Emperor Hu Fu as a passing man?

Time passed little by little, and the earth-type magic stone with sub-emperor energy finally consumed all its energy, and the Great Wall was captured by Sphinx.

Mo Fan had no choice but to give up Leng Jue, who turned into a fake god of death, and took all the military mages to retreat in an instant.

Zhaohua's eyes flashed, his eyes froze, and he sighed and said, "Forget Mo Fan, let's go."

Mo Fan asked in a deep voice: "How long will it take to retreat to everyone?"

Leng Lingling said: "The main cities have completed their retreat, but because there are not enough mages to protect retreating, they have to make it happen in batches... the cities on the edge have not yet begun to retreat."

Yes, so many people leaving will inevitably cause great turmoil, and for the demons, it is a moving supper.

Mo Fan took a deep breath without looking back and said in a deep voice: "Then I have no reason to leave. I will be here for me. You can take the rest of the people."

Not only did Mo Fan not turn around, but instead took a step forward.

Zhang Xiaohou looked at Mo Fan's figure, clasped his hands tightly, looked at Mo Fan's back and said, "Brother Fan..."

Zhang Xiaohou gritted his teeth and said to Zhao Manyan: "Old Zhao, I don't have enough wind magic left? You can take me to a place with the Winged Demon Tool."

Zhao Manyan hurriedly said, "Where are you going at this time? Take Mo Fan away even if you insist on taking him away!"

“A place that brings a glimmer of life.”

Before leaving, Zhang Xiaohou looked at the mysterious gray-white man with bandages on the side, but Zhang Xiaohou said nothing, even though Zhang Xiaohou knew that he had just said 'forget it' and did it on purpose.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohou and Zhao Manyan flying to the side, Zhaohua knew where Zhang Xiaohou was going. It was not Zhaohua who planned to plot against him, but that this was the best way.

Zhao Hua's figure flashed. This time, there was no longer the eight-wing behind him. Now he is already at the third level of the higher level. Xiao Feng Silkworm has obtained a lot of resources in the past few months and has also reached the supreme commander. Zhao Hua is now twelve-wings, and his speed is not slower than his instant movement.

Zhaohua touched the back of his hand, and a dark mark flashed across it.

Zhaohua deceived everyone in Loulan New City a few years ago. Not only Su Lu, but also the Judgment Council, the Military Master, and Tian Qingbai were deceived by him.
Chapter completed!