Inujiro was very worried.

He never imagined that Chenjiacun could make a comeback.

Seeing that two of the three powerful men were dead and one was injured, and Chen Yiyi was still running away, he was extremely depressed.

The situation is one-sided and the trend is over.

Some Western warriors even knelt on the ground and surrendered with their hands raised, showing no dignity at all.

The white-skinned pig is really unreliable!

His little dog Jiro cannot surrender, he can only escape.

"Baga, you have no warrior spirit at all and you still dare to call yourself a warrior. What a waste."

"Fuck them all!"

Boom boom boom!

He raised his hand, the explosion was deafening, clouds of smoke rose up, and the entire square was enveloped.

The warriors on both sides coughed, quickly covered their mouths and noses, and held their breath.

Ren Kuang said: "Everyone, please exit the smoke area, it is poisonous."

Xiao Long cursed: "The little ghost head is so vicious, he won't spare any of his own people."

Ren Kuang has no fighting power at all at the moment and can only give a friendly reminder.

Everyone is extremely disgusted with the Rebirth Organization.

It is disgusting to attack even one of your own people.

In an instant, at least dozens of people fell.

Everyone moved away from the altar.

Ren Kuang looked deeply at the altar.

He had long sensed that something was wrong with the altar.

However, he didn't expect that there was no All Souls Transformation Formation here, and the altar could still make a difference.

Originally, its force field radiation range was about fifty meters.

You can smell blood, and its range is slowly growing, now reaching sixty meters.

The creation stone tablet seems to be alive.

Feeling the temptation of blood sacrifices, it is difficult to control oneself.

It has evolved into a great formation of all spirits and is working hard to expand its territory.

Weird fluctuations, forming tentacles of nothingness, are extending forward.

The last time he communicated with the stone tablet, he successfully deceived the stone tablet.

Although he has not actually become the one being monumented, he has established a close connection with the Creation Stone.

You don't have to enter the force field to feel it.

This invisible tentacle made Ren Kuang's hair stand on end.

This reminded him of the tentacles in the Yellow Spring River.

Swallowing five stars is as easy as eating and drinking.

He suddenly understood that whether it was the Creation Stone or the Dark Sky-Suppressing Monument, they were essentially the same.

Both are very interested in the essence, blood and soul of living things.

In other words, this is also one of the sources of their power.

But for Ren Kuang, he actually feels that the Dark Stone Tablet is closer to him.

It seemed that he was born to be friends with them and could be manipulated easily.

But the Creation Stone doesn’t work!

It doesn't need friends, it wants slaves.

To become the one being monumented, one must completely dedicate oneself to the monument and become a puppet.

This kind of puppet is more terrifying than the believer.

Life and death are controlled by the will of the stone tablet, and there is no freedom at all.

The smoke has not cleared yet, but the force field of the Creation Stone has already occupied the square.

"Ah... help! My leg is stuck in the ground."

"My hand, my hand, there's a monster eating my hand."

"Run away, there's a monster in the smoke."

…

A burst of frightened screams came one after another.

They have become the food of the stone tablet.

The ground is like a swamp, crawling.

The strange fluctuations make people feel soft all over and irresistible.

The Death Rebirth Organization has many disciples.

There were also many serious injuries.

At this moment, the living people are like flies on fly paper, struggling desperately, but to no avail.

However, this horrific scene was obscured by smoke and not many people saw it.

Some people who were lucky enough to see it were so stunned that they were speechless.

Xiao Long and Song Ya stood beside Ren Kuang, both gasping.

Ren Kuang has already shared this situation.

But seeing it with your own eyes and hearing it from others are two completely different feelings.

At this moment, both of them felt a little numb.

Everyone retreated a hundred meters until they left the square, barely able to avoid the poisonous fog.

Chen Desen and others were also rescued by disciples.

The father and son had very complicated emotions.

"The prophecy is correct. Ren Kuang is really the savior of the world. We wrongly blamed him before."

Chen Desen sighed and said: "Help me go to Ren Kuang, I will bear the burden of sin and apologize."

Without Ren Kuang, the Chen family would have been completely destroyed.

Everyone knows this very well.

Their eyes looked at Ren Kuang, once again full of admiration and guilt.

"People in Chenjia Village should always remember the kindness of God."

Chen Handi said loudly: "Let's go to see the God together and pray for God's forgiveness."

The disciples in Chenjiacun nodded one after another.

"The noble qualities of Ren Kuangtian God really make us feel ashamed."

"Yes, God has done so much for us in the past, but we repay kindness with evil."

"Without the gods, the Chen family would forever be trapped in a nightmare."

…

When everyone thought of the terrible consequences, they were all filled with joy and emotion for the rest of their lives.

A group of people came over and walked over excitedly.

Hundreds of warriors, with powerful auras, are extremely stressful.

Xiao Long frowned: "They don't want to kill the donkey, do they?"

It's really the eyes of these people that are a little too fanatical.

At first glance, it looks like an angry bull, restless.

Ren Kuang said calmly: "Probably not."

If this is really the case, Chen's people will deserve to die.

The casualties in Chenjiacun were not large.

Chen Yi and others did not kill anyone before.

Plop!
To be continued...