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Chapter 431 Dao Plague Strikes (Subscribe)

"Well, you are still very good, you can comprehend!"

Daoist Qingtian was very satisfied with this scene, he extended a thumbs up generously and said in praise.

"Hehe, it's all thanks to the leader of the alliance, otherwise we would never have imagined that there is such a level of operation plan, haha!"

"This time, I'm not afraid that Chen Chang'an won't come. If he doesn't come, he will be a sinner of Donghuang, a sinner of Nine Suns Sect, and a sinner of history. The three major crimes are enough to make him fall into a situation of eternal doom, hahahaha! "

"If he kills 8000 of our top experts, he must think of karmic reincarnation. If he doesn't kill [-] people this time, he, Chen Chang'an, will not be able to survive life after life. After all, we have the power of public opinion!"

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone laughed.

So sorry.

"Damn, is this Taoist Qingtian so insidious? It's like this. Damn, it's not a thing, but you are too naive to want to blackmail me, Chen Changan. I'm someone who has studied Dragon Slaying Art. I have my own solution to your tricks, hehe!"

Chen Changan, who was hiding himself, secretly smiled.

Stand still.

And don't care about those monks flying to the Eastern Wasteland.

Let them go.

It didn't take long.

There are more and more people on both sides.

The mountains and plains are full of darkness, all of them are monks.

Standing in the air one by one, all of them are experts above the Pulse Opening Realm.

In the last battle, if Chen Chang'an hadn't been secretly disrupting the situation, the casualties would not have been so severe.

Of course, if you die, you will die. Chen Chang'an doesn't care about these things, and neither do the people on both sides.

On the side of the Nine Heavens Protoss, dead cultivators are not counted, the Protoss doesn't care, the Protoss doesn't even care about their own monks, how can they care about these ants-like cultivators of the Opening Pulse and Starry Realm.

Even at the Open Heaven Realm, they turned a blind eye and didn't care much.

The same is true for the Frost series. Those who died were not important powerhouses, and they were all just cannon fodder.

They figured it out.

In war, there are no immortals, which is unrealistic.

They have all had the experience of fighting, so they can understand this.

Another half hour passed.

The people on both sides became serious, and a sense of killing also spread between heaven and earth.

The real drama is about to begin.

Ice series.

The five-meter-tall patriarch looked at the battlefield, a huge arc formed at the corner of his mouth.

This is an extremely indifferent sneer.

Indifference to life.

Indifference to emotion.

The patriarch of the Ice family, the White God of War, is ready to kill countless monks.

"I'm really looking forward to it. How many monks will die on several continents this time? I can't wait!" Thinking this way in his heart, the white God of War roared, "Fight!"

"kill!"

Swish swish!
One fight, one kill.

The men and horses on both sides were bombarded together like a tidal wave.

ding ding dong...

Bang bang bang, puff puff puff...

The moment the two groups of men and horses bombarded together, the casualties began.

This is inevitable.

Many members of the Han Bing clan died.

There is no way, the five continents are still the five continents, and the opening of the veins of the whole people is not comparable to that of the Ice Department.

In the Ice Department, apart from the monks of the Opening Pulse Realm, there were also ordinary monks of the Sunshine Realm participating in the battle.

In the past, the Sunshine Realm between heaven and earth could travel all over the world, but now it is not enough to see in this battlefield like a meat grinder.

They are all cannon fodder.

There were many casualties in the Ice series.

One by one, the cultivators in the Sunshine Realm and the Opening Pulse Realm were mercilessly shot down, beaten to death, and bombarded into a pulp.

But at the same time, a strange scene also appeared.

All the monks of the Ice line who were killed, smashed, or blown up exploded after death, and a faint white powdery substance was stirred up.

Their explosion is not a self-destruction in the usual sense. Their self-destruction does not have a super-destructive energy surge and no destructive ability.

It's just like a balloon, with a click, and then it bursts, and it won't hurt anyone.

Too many people were blown up, white powder floated in the sky, and this area seemed to turn into a rural area where bellflowers were continuously burned.

Seriously "polluted" the air, not environmentally friendly at all.

The war continues.

The monks on the five continents are so selfless that they don't pay much attention to these situations.

Not to mention the powerhouses of the Divine Accumulation Realm and the Heaven Opening Realm.

All of them soared to [-] miles, and they didn't care about the safety of the people below.

But even if they don't care now, they will be implicated.

Road plague is very contagious and can spread through the air.

At the end of the Great War, the powerful people on the five continents like to speak and party. In this way, the spread is inevitable.

far away.

Chen Changan discovered this scene.

Got some ashes, tasted it, and found that it was rich in damaged dao patterns, and it was difficult to judge whether it was good or bad.

But this scene looked really weird, which made Chen Chang'an also alert. He used a bow and arrow, and he could back away for a long, long time. Anyway, he installed an [-]x mirror, so it was not a big problem to shoot people by looking at things.

Swish swish!
Arrow feathers shot out one by one.

on the system interface.

The reminder also turned pages continuously.

There are as few as tens of points, and as many as 1000 or more than 1 energies.

Chen Changan is not taboo, he can eat anything.

Test your own lethality once, how strong it is.

soon.

In this selfless state of development.

Both sides withdrew in an orderly manner.

Before leaving, Taoist Qingtian still didn’t forget to taunt the ordinary Hanbing tribe on the opposite side, “You guys are still too weak, a group of barbarians from the north of the northern border also want to grab territory from our five continents? All of you Everyone must die!"

"I thought how strong it is, but it's not worth mentioning at all, rubbish!"

"I'll kill all of you again, and let you die, hahahaha~~~"

The monks of the five continents are crazy.

How dare to challenge the Han Bing family.

"You are really strong, but our Ice family members are not vegetarians. We will let you know what real fear is."

The strong man of the Ice Race spoke.

This made people on five continents laugh.

real horror?
It's just a joke, okay?
It is enough for these ice-type people to deceive themselves after suffering a loss!

Next, a large wave of people from the five continents will inevitably ridicule the Han Bing family again.

However, the Han Bing family pretended not to see it, and left without saying a word, in an orderly manner.

This made the monks on the five continents even more distant.

midnight.

They are still holding a celebration banquet to celebrate the victory of the war.

Everyone is in the joy of victory.

No abnormalities were noticed.

midnight.

When the bonfire party is almost over.

Inside a hut in Central City.

There was a severe cough.

Then, in the hut, a practicing man suddenly coughed up a big mouthful of blood and sprinkled it in the hut.

shocking.

"Me, what's wrong with me? Why am I coughing up blood? Why?"

The male monk didn't understand why, he shook his head again and again, his eyes frightened.

He had no idea that Dao Wen had already begun to erode all of them.

(End of this chapter)