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Chapter 224 Danger! The god of plague is coming!

"Oops!"

"Go back quickly!" Wen Jiu waved his hand and shouted: "Qingyan, don't worry about the magic beads anymore!"

After experiencing so much, several people have regarded Wenjiu as the center of the team. Hearing her words at this time, he couldn't help but step back subconsciously.

When retreating behind Wen Jiu.

The body of Ying Yin who swallowed the magic bead is expanding several times, even bigger than the two normal burly men!
Those eyes turned into burning red pupils in the blink of an eye.

The symbol of the demon clan.

Even the red lotus pattern on his forehead has not been seen for a long time.

"Shu Zi, you are trying to destroy my soul. Today, you will stay here to congratulate me on my death!"

Ying Yin's entire face and neck glowed dark purple.

The momentum around him increased severalfold.

Wen Jiu frowned, seeing the evil energy in his hands that he could use freely, his apricot eyes widened slightly, and the fear inside was about to come out.

"It's the spirit of the Plague God. He woke up through Ying Yin's body!"

Ling Rui and the others behind her took a breath.

The opponent obviously didn't leave any room for them, and the condensed evil energy turned into a nine-foot-tall sword and struck.

Warm wine and red roses go there to open the defenses.

Just a moment.

Defeated!

"Run away!" She used the power of Bai Heng's seal in her body to resist, and said to the people behind her who were gritting their teeth and persisting: "You go first, I'm afraid all the Xuan masters outside have been wiped out. Only you can break out and report to Xuanmen, and keep the fire. Only then do we have a chance to fight back!”

"I'll stay with you!" Ling Rui couldn't hold back the pressure and vomited blood.

He roared angrily when he saw the contemptuous person opposite him in mid-air.

The spiritual power around him surged rapidly.

"Mu Dan, Wuxin Qingyan, please leave quickly!"

Wen Jiu saw his desire to survive and sighed, "Let's go with them. You stay here. I can't guarantee that the dog will escape unscathed." "Huh?" Ying Yin looked over.

His red eyes fell on Wenjiu, he smiled bloodthirstyly, and he opened and clenched his palms.

The pressure on Wenjiu was twice as strong.

Caught off guard, Wen Jiu vomited blood and forced Ling Rui and the others to retreat, regardless of their own embarrassment.

He held up the Soul Seizing Bell to block Ying Yin's attack on Ling Rui and the others.

"The God of Plague, who claims to be surrendered to all gods, can actually carry out sneak attacks. It's really eye-opening!"

Wenjiu irritated Ying Yin, and faced the multiple that increased again.

The whole person seemed to have broken his wings and fell to the ground, with blood flowing continuously.

Facing a force thousands of times stronger than herself, she no longer held back at all.

The power of heavenly thunder, the heavenly spirit bead, the double pupil, the soul-catching bell...
Everything that can be used shines at the same time.

And these innate skills that she was proud of turned into dust in the blink of an eye.

"Little girl, I admit that you are the most talented human being I have ever seen, but it is limited to a weak species like human beings. I am the master of evil spirits, and the law of heaven cannot do anything to me, but you, a teenage brat, how can you able?"

When the Soul Seizing Bell fell to the ground, there was no clear sound anymore and it became a dumbbell.

And the warm wine that stimulated it retreated continuously.

The spiritual consciousness in his mind was shattered.

Even the double pupils gradually became dark.

In just a short fight... shouldn't she have been crushed for a few seconds and become a useless person...
Wenjiu clenched his broken hand bones and struggled to stand up.

His face was covered with blood, and his original whiteness and delicateness were no longer visible.

The whole body was filled with dead silence.

The only pair of apricot eyes were as dark as night, but the light inside was getting stronger and stronger. After two lives of Wenjiu, plus two illusions presented by Qing Yuan and Qin Jingfu, how could he not know the gap between himself and the God of Plague.

However, she was unwilling to do so.

"You're right, I can't kill you. But don't forget, this is not your body. I can still destroy the body of a thousand-year-old evil cultivator!"