How to become a wolf demon

Chapter 277 Blood Nematode God

With the appearance of the light curtain, the soldiers in the canyon gradually stopped charging, and the soldiers of the Ewen tribe became more excited. Hatta screamed strangely, and tears flickered in the eyes of the high priest.

The Niu Yao Special Clerk clenched his wine glass, his previous relaxed expression was no longer there, and he said to himself with a slightly solemn face: "There are still immortal priests in the Ewen Department..."

The supervising army was captured, and at the time of the battle charge, the enemy used it in full view to threaten the chief general. The threat to morale was not insignificant.

The soldiers of the Yan army looked around in a daze. Some officers who had been ambushed by barbarians subconsciously wanted to call up their own troops. Deep in the vast primeval forest, they were the guest troops. Once their morale declined, they were easily defeated.

"My son died in Sheji, and he deserved to die. I will report to my king and build an incense shrine for him, so that he can reincarnate and practice after death!"

Zhongzheng's voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu, constantly echoing on both sides of the canyon. Le Jian burst into anger, and suddenly rose into the air.

"Listen to my orders, kill!"

Under the leadership of the soldiers, the Chinese army changed in an instant, but Le Jian didn't save Young Master Qiao!

Lang Xing, who was hiding in the distance, looked at the surging human heads in the canyon, and his heart was shocked. Looking around, in a relatively narrow terrain, tens of thousands of people changed formations at the same time, and the effect was quite shocking.

One of the key reasons why the human race has continued to multiply and grow since ancient times is that they have a backbone general like Le Jian who does not consider personal gains or losses.

Once the soldiers had a backbone, they rejuvenated with greater strength. Le Jian looked at the dark crowd, and the faces looking at him, for some reason, had a particularly dignified voice.

"After this battle, there will be no more Ewen tribes in the north. I promise you to disarm and return to the fields, and enjoy peace forever. Whether the north of Yishui can completely become the territory of Yan Kingdom and will no longer be harassed by barbarians depends on today's battle!"

"Children, kill!"

The sword in his hand curled up ten feet long and soared into the sky. There are a few strands of white hair in his long hair. Although the general is old, his ambition is a thousand miles away!

The sky general behind him sighed softly, and completely merged with Le Jian. The light curtain in the sky seemed to be swept away by the fragile glass, and turned into pieces by the sword light.

Hundreds of miles away, the revived priest's face changed drastically, he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, and cursed in disbelief:
"The old guy has to work hard!"

Sauron saw everything that happened in the canyon through the light curtain, and felt very anxious, "Only the father can communicate with the body of the great god Bai Nacha. To a certain extent, the high priest is the tribe!"

"Fight!"

The revived priest's face was extremely ugly, and he muttered to himself, "Don't the people of Middle Earth pay attention to reputation the most! If the prince is not saved, how will his descendants enjoy the glory and wealth!"

He moved his body, met everyone's gaze, and changed his mouth, his voice hoarse.

"That's all, you shouldn't pin your hopes on the accidental sword repair job. The tiger demon is right. My appearance of being neither human nor ghost is really meaningless. It's better to make some final contributions to the tribe."

"All conspiracies and schemes must ultimately be realized by cultivation and combat power."

"For the tribe!"

The avatar's face suddenly changed drastically, and he wanted to use the earth escape technique to escape. Just as he mobilized the demon energy, he felt a sharp pain coming from the demon core in Dantian.
"How could you break through the Covenant of the Demon God!" General Yin roared loudly, forced a wave of demon wind, retreated sharply, and at the same time cursed quickly:

"After the battle of gods, the leaders of the barbarian tribes made a covenant together in front of the ancient god Xuanwu. If they harm the summoned demon god, the ancient gods believed by the tribe will definitely suffer backlash! Aren't you afraid that Bai Nacha will die completely!"

The other monsters finally sensed that something was wrong and fled in all directions, but in the spirit lines that had absorbed Bai Nacha's divine power before, a trace of the lines suddenly turned blood red, and they kept twisting their bodies. The red silk lines grow stronger.

"Who said I believe in Bai Nacha!" The resurrected priest smiled strangely, his ten fingers turned into vine-like tentacles, and the sarcoma on the tentacles exploded into a ball of white juice, from which countless flesh-red blood nematodes drilled out, twisting their bodies crazily , Climb quickly to the monsters present!
The junior demon king with a lower cultivation base had already put his body on his body and fell to the ground. The bloody lines on the demon core became more and more dense, and blood nematodes crawled in and out of the monster's five sense organs.

Nausea, horror, intensive fear.

The avatar endured the severe pain, its body trembled slightly, and tried not to use the slightest bit of demon energy, relying on the physical strength that had been trained by the sky demon to run quickly in the mountains and forests.

More and more monsters fell under the attack of the blood nematodes, and the nematodes that had sucked up the blood essence became fatter, bent their bodies and crawled back to the feet of the revived priest, merging into his body.

The body of the revived priest is getting bigger and bigger, gradually expanding from two feet high to more than five feet high, like a giant coming to the world, tearing off a huge tree that has been hundreds of years old, with his hands, the branches and leaves are flying, and it becomes a wooden spear. General Hu Yaoyin fell from the evil wind.

At the same time, he chops the ground with his feet, and two blood nematodes with thick fingers, like a dart hidden weapon, stab straight into the branch's body and mind!

Lang Xing's avatar clenched his teeth, and the blood in his body poured into his right arm, where the pure power of blood was gathered, compressed, and exploded instantly.

The demon disintegrates!Avatar for death!
The two blood nematodes were blasted to the ground, and after a while, they staggered into the air, devouring the flesh and blood of Lang Xing's avatar greedily.

After landing, General Yin spurted out a stream of blood, and rolled on the spot, the demon body turned into a size of nearly a hundred feet, and the sound of a giant tiger like a hill resounded for hundreds of miles.

"I really have to fight for my life!"

That sabre-toothed tiger is also a ruthless monster, he finally drew out the huge sword he was holding around, his brows were tightly frowned, two sword lights flashed, and a cross-shaped bloodstain appeared on the dantian, he had actually self-mutilated the secret technique to temporarily seal the monster The change on the pill, and then, together with the clone with the broken arm, stood beside the giant tiger.

For a time, only General Yin, Jianhu, and Lang Xing survived!
After devouring several demon kings of knot formation through blood nematodes, the aura of priests enshrining the blood nematode god continued to skyrocket, and was not weaker than the earth fairy Lang Xing had seen before, Long Live Fox King.

Different from the round aura formed by the fox king who has been pampered for many years and cultivated qi by taking alchemy, the priest's aura is even more crazy and brutal. Although he has not broken through the cultivation base of the earth immortal, he gives people a stronger sense of threat.

A gray mist swirled around him, smashed through the woods, and headed straight for the Buffalo Valley.

Sauron stared dumbfounded at what had just happened, and he came back to his senses after a while, and rushed to the battlefield with the rest of the shaman following the giant-like priest.

The avatar covered the wound of the broken arm, and fled to the hiding place where Lang Xing's body was. General Yin cursed secretly.

His grandma has a leg, what the hell is going on with this motherfucker!

　This chapter did not check for typos. I have to catch the train. What I want to write is not the same as what the outline wants to express. End the plot of the northern tribe as soon as possible. The setting of the second creation is a bit confusing

　　
　
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