Age of Gods: I'm on the Account of the Ancient Gods

"Don't worry, these demonized werewolves are not my opponents!"

Zhang Jinglang laughed and gave himself and Lu Zuan a blessing.

Then swinging the halberd, he rushed into the demonized werewolf like a tiger descending the mountain.

"Old Lu, protect yourself and command the believers from a safe distance!"

Lu Zuan nodded, and quickly put on several defensive spells on himself.

Bronze giants, earth dwarves, ancient bears, and black dragons attacked these demonized werewolves from all directions.

Under Xiao Ye's command, he immediately gained the upper hand.

The silver werewolf captain's eyes went straight.

"They are all superior races? Then what is the identity of the lower god!"

The head of the Black Werewolf Village was also shocked, "Could it be a genius god cultivated by Daxia? Apart from this identity, I can't think of other people who can get so many superior races!"

Even they understand how powerful and rare the superior race is.

Chapter 90 My Chest Is Different From A Girl's, It's Hard

"However, even with so many superior races, he can only suppress the six hundred demonized werewolves at most, but he still can't beat the leader."

The silver werewolf captain looked down at his chest.

He wears a suit of silver armor.

But a huge gap was torn open in his chest.

This is the power of the blow of the demonized werewolf leader.

The blow sent him flying upside down for tens of meters, and his armor was torn apart.

You know, he also has the strength of two stars, but he was rubbed on the ground by the leader of the demonized werewolf.

The difference can be imagined.

After being polluted by mana, he lost his sanity, but the increase in strength was too great!

"Captain, look!"

The village chief of the black werewolf suddenly exclaimed and pointed at Zhang Jing.

The silver werewolf captain followed the prestige.

Suddenly, he saw Zhang Jing fighting with the demonized werewolf leader with a big halberd.

Not only were they not blown away by a single blow, but they were evenly divided, without any signs of decline.

"We underestimated this Lord God!"

The silver werewolf captain slashed away the demonized werewolf in front of him with an axe, and said excitedly.

Dangdang.

Zhang Jing brandished the Tiger Soul, and made several consecutive moves with the leader of the demonized werewolf.

The halberd and the wolf's claw collided in mid-air.

Sparks burst.

The demonized werewolf leader looked annoyed.

I didn't expect that I didn't have the advantage.

Roar--!

The leader roared, and his claws suddenly turned bloody.

Like six blood-colored rays of light, tearing through the air.

Seeing Zhang Jing not retreating but advancing, eager to try, Captain Silver Werewolf's pupils suddenly shrank.

He shouted, "Your Excellency, get out of the way! You can't stop that move!"

The armor on his chest was directly torn apart by this move.

If this lower god forcibly resists, the most likely possibility is that he will be cut in two!

The head of the Black Werewolf village lost all hope, "It's over...what did this man of God think, why didn't he avoid it, instead he went up to him."

The villagers look desperate.

This is the god who rescued, but he died just like that.

The Combat Division is likely to spread its anger to them.

Even if they can survive, it will be miserable in the future.

when--!

The wolf's claws were chopped off.

There was a sound like steel in Zhang Jing's chest.

"My breasts are different from girls'. They are very hard."

Seeing the dull expression of the demonized werewolf leader, Zhang Jing grinned.

The next moment, three spirit swords shot out from his body.

The sword light is vertical and horizontal, full of murderous aura.

Puff puff.

The three spirit swords pierced the forehead, throat and heart of the demonized werewolf leader respectively.

Before these werewolves were polluted by magic energy, their hearts were similar to those of humans.

After being polluted by the magic energy, the magic energy gathered to the heart by itself, transforming it into a magic heart.

Therefore, piercing the heart is equivalent to destroying the demon heart.

The pupils of the demonized werewolf leader dilated, eyes full of unwillingness.

He never expected that the other party could block his strongest attack.

Moreover, what kind of attack are these three spirit swords?

There is no need to control it at all?

The leader fell on his back, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The silver werewolf captain was dumbfounded.

The village head of the black werewolf couldn't believe it.

All werewolves were amazed.

"It actually blocked it?"

"Actually killed it?"

"is this real?"

"Grass, don't pinch my thigh, pinch your own."

The leader died, and the morale of the demonized werewolves plummeted.

Xiao Ye and Lu Zu'an took the opportunity to direct the believers to drive straight in and encircle them completely, without giving the remaining demonized werewolves a chance to escape.

The last demonized werewolf was smashed into meatloaf by the bronze giant.

The battle is over.

The Silver Werewolf Captain and the Black Werewolf Village Chief rushed out and bowed to Zhang Jing and Lu Zu'an with excited expressions on their faces.

The villagers are even more grateful.

A villager was ashamed, "Your Excellency, I'm sorry! I thought you were the kind of gods who didn't care about our lives. I apologize to you!"

Zhang Jing said with a straight face, "What! You think we are this kind of people?"

The villager felt even more ashamed and bowed even deeper, his head almost touching his toes.

"Well, we rescued your village, and the rewards of the rescue mission belong to us." Zhang Jingyi said righteously.

"Ah... But our rescue mission has already been taken over by another group of gods..." The villager was surprised.

The head of the Black Werewolf village directly interrupted him and said sincerely, "I'll give you the task rewards."

After speaking, he took out a heavy bag.

This is a dimensional bag, made by the Great Tenjin, with a small space inside.

The gods are useless, but for races like them without divine power, they are first-class treasures.

The bag contained five hundred kilograms of fine silver.

Fine Silver is a secondary metal resource.

These [-] kilograms of fine silver are converted into fifty fine silver cards, which are [-] orbs of faith.

However, Zhang Jing's ability is not enough to convert it into a divine power card, and they must be taken out to be converted and sold.

Zhang Jing took the bag, poured all the fine silver into his divine domain, and returned the bag.

After Zhang Jing left, the silver werewolf captain and the black werewolf village chief began to rebuild the village.

Not long after, three gods came here.

They are all lower gods, but they are not students, they are three middle-aged people.

When the three of them came here, they were dumbfounded.

What about the six hundred demonized werewolves?

What about the demonized werewolf leader?

Didn't it mean that your village is imminent and in danger? !

The village head of the black werewolf said politely but still awkwardly, "Your Excellency, three gods and men, you are late."

Wu Kui, a burly, bald middle-aged man in the lead, looked bewildered, "What's the matter, someone rescued you first?"