Han Lang had already met Yang Qingliu's two students, and it seemed that each of them had left a deep impression on him. I don't know how many such powerful disciples she had...

However, now is not the time to consider these!

The moment the shackles were lifted, the power was constantly heating up and boiling...

Starting today, there will be one less archbishop in this world!

"It's just a catastrophe that I'm treating myself as a god. In the end, I haven't destroyed the entire city?" Leng Jue said with a ferocious face.

"I am the most powerful archbishop in the cardinal, and will let the whole world understand who is their true master of death!"

Leng Jue began to go crazy. His eyes were staring at the magnificent wall that blocked his death plague. If it were not for this thing to stop him, the land of Beiyuan would have been everywhere and had already been filled with unjust souls. These would have become his power of Leng Jue's rule. Moreover, he firmly believed that he would do more perfectly than Yang Qingliu. Beiyuan would never have any survivor!

She, Yang Qingliu, can slaughter a million, but Leng Jue will slaughter a million!

"Go down and bury her with her!" The robe of the Archbishop Leng Jue's face was changed.

Those facial masks are obviously a painting and ornament, but they come alive one by one. They present different emotions of pain, hatred, angry, hatred, sad, and desperate...

Every facebook brings these painful emotions to the extreme.

When people's emotions become extreme, they often feel that they will turn into an irrational beast at any time, which is extremely terrible.

Similarly, the same is true for these facial masks. They hang on Leng Jue, which has revealed the most complete disgust of the world and the madness that everything will be destroyed!

"Go to death for me!" Leng Jue's robe suddenly became evil.

At the same time, those extremely painful faces turned into evil spirits one by one, and they covered the Zhenbei Pass like a large ball of smoke and dust.

The ghost sounds are sharp and constantly echoing in the dark sky. These painful ghosts seem to be not limited by the realm of the gods and Chu, and they themselves have no weight.

They flew to Zhenbei Pass. Whenever they penetrated into the body of a military hero, the face of the military hero would appear as painful as if a person's extremely huge resentment suddenly burst out, and accumulated on this person with extremely strong willpower, destroying his inherent spiritual world!

Although the painful memories are all from others, everyone feels the terrible reality. A scream and scream are heard in Zhenbei Pass. I don’t know how many military heroes are infected with this pain. Several officers even collapsed and jumped under the magnificent wall.

When they jumped, there were densely packed underneath, and layers of undead snatched up. Before the people landed, they were snatched to nothing left.

"No, don't kill my tribe members, let them go, let them go, my daughter Qiqige..." A military hero let out a shrill cry of pain, and he escaped into a real dream.

He kept retreating, and had already retreated to the edge of the city road. When he was about to fall into the abyss of the dead, the white fox rushed over quickly and pulled the military hero back.

"I'll die, let me die, please don't hurt them, please don't hurt them!" The military hero was completely possessed and spit out crazy words like the old herder.

Baihu and Murong Yan looked at the behavior of the military hero in surprise, and had not come back to their senses for a long time.

They had seen both of the old herdsmen. If this person had not clearly had a young face, they would have thought it was the crazy old herdsmen.

"What's going on? Could it be that the old herder's soul possessed him? The problem is that the old herder's wife was not dead at all!" said the white fox.

This pain is like a plague, which is spread wildly to the people guarding Zhenbei Pass. Each of them seems to carry the memories that someone will never forget in his life, and taste the despair in this memory.

"Is it possible that evil beliefs are true?" Murong Yan said.

"What evil belief?" Baihu asked in confusion.

"It is rumored that some ancient gods have obtained their divine power through the respect, worship and worship of some races. The more worshippers and the more pious they are, the stronger their divine power will be. In fact, the same is true for our ancient totems. In other words, hatred, anger, and fear will unite, and will also produce an evil power of faith and allow the evil god to gain power. The greater this emotion, the stronger the evil god's evil faith power will be!" Murong Yan said.

"Is this related to curse?" said the white fox.

"It should be that positive faith should be the power of blessing, while evil faith is the power of curses. It's hard to imagine that someone can really gather these empty curses onto him and turn them into power!" Murong Yan said.

"These painful and wronged souls cannot be killed, and they cannot be resisted, so what should I do!" Ye Hong was also a little at a loss at this moment.

Several of them have a relatively high level of cultivation and can barely resist the invasion of these painful ghosts, but the other heroes are in trouble. In a short period of time, a large group of people collapsed in pain. Not to mention being killed by the demonic people, even they themselves may not be able to bear it and will choose to jump off the magnificent wall by themselves.

"We must find that evil faith body... This person must be Leng Jue." Murong Yan said.

"How can we find him? It is impossible for the Cardinal to reveal his identity. Are we really going to perish?" Ye Hong said.

Binwei stood in the beacon tower, her face was extremely pale, and she felt that she was about to lose her strength because she was struggling to support her.

The city walls could not withstand the attack of Sfinks, and the guards seemed unable to withstand the attack of the Demon Realm. This line of defense would sooner or later be destroyed, so I saw how much time it could be acquired.

One more minute can save people from a village, which is why Binwei never lets himself fall!

"We have no way to know where Leng Jue is hiding. We didn't expect that Leng Jue is even more terrifying than I imagined. He has evil faith..." The prophet was really powerless at this moment.

"Oh, we have tried our best. If we don't do this, few people in Beiyuan will be able to reach Feihuang City alive. Now at least half have arrived at Feihuang City." Bin Wei's adjutant said.
Chapter completed!