Zongman: A Traveling Journey Starting from the Supreme

"Although we didn't meet the 'Dragon King of Disaster', we were even luckier to meet someone with the same strength as Jue Shi Jue Ming."

"...The six great gods, this is your blessing to the Theocracy. If the Theocracy has one more strong man like this, it will have greater capital even in the face of the Reviewing Nation."

The old lady named Kerry smiled.

Shalltear licked her lips, looking cruelly at this group of people with beautiful scarlet eyes, thinking about how to kill them all.

Although the strength of this group of people is already extremely strong in this world, and the strongest one is even stronger than the battle maid, but compared with Shalltear as the guardian, the gap is still too large.

"But finally some interesting people came. Well, most of them were killed, leaving one or two people back to the big tomb, and then we can get information from them."

There are plenty of ways to torture in the big tomb, and no matter how resolute people enter there, they will eventually go crazy and tell everything they know.

"These people should be high-level people in this world. They must know many secrets that are unknown. I don't know how Lord Zaratul will reward the concubine."

"... I want to press Lord Zaratul to the ground, use my feet...ah, no, no, I will be hung up by Lord Zaratul, and I will be whipped by him with a whip while loving me The body is right!"

Shalltear didn't know what to think of, her waxy and beautiful face was flushed, and she was a little unsteady on her feet.

Shalltear's sex set by Peroroncino is quite weird, it's both S and M.

Just as Shalltear was imagining Xixiang's reward for her, all the people in the dark scriptures in front of her made way for an old lady in a long robe.

"Ok?"

Shalltear sized up the old lady, she was not very strong, not even the average level of this group of people.

But for some reason, Shalltear felt faintly uneasy.

Suddenly, the old lady pulled the robe on her body, revealing what she was wearing under the robe, which turned out to be a cheongsam.

The cheongsam is gorgeous in style, silver-white in color, and a five-clawed golden dragon flying towards the sky is embroidered with gold thread on it.

Wearing such a beautiful cheongsam on an old lady with dry skin always makes people feel weird.

But when Shalltear saw the cheongsam, her pupils shrank, and she blurted out: "... world props?!"

"It seems that you also know the power of true artifacts, unknown monsters."

The old lady smiled, and then she looked serious and muttered something.

"Bastard, die for this concubine!!"

This time, Shalltear didn't dare to be careless any more. She was about to burst into tears, and her whole body flew up and turned into a bloody whirlwind, which was bound to kill the old lady.

Of course, Shalltear knew the horror of the world's props, which were artifacts that any guardian would shy away from when they saw them.

Although she doesn't know the function of this world item, even as a guardian, her strength is absolutely unable to resist the power of the world item.

"Go away!"

Seeing several members of the dark scripture standing in front of him, Shalltear screamed sharply, and the terrifying sound wave bombarded out. The members of the pitch-black scripture didn't even respond, and their bodies turned into blood foam .

Seeing this scene, the expressions of several other members of the Dark Code changed drastically, and they secretly rejoiced that Lord Kerry was there this time, otherwise, how could such a monster have survived.

They crossed the realm of heroes, but they couldn't stop the monster's roar. What terrible thing was hidden under her gorgeous appearance!

Shalltear's speed was very fast, but several members of the Black Sacred Code who were not afraid of sacrifice stopped her at the cost of their lives. Although it was only for a split second, it was enough for Kai Rui.

"'Overwhelming Country and Overwhelming City'!"

As the old man read out the name of the world item, Shalltear only felt a burst of great pain flooding her mind.

"Ugh-"

Shalltear, who was flying in mid-air, knelt on the ground with a plop, clutching her head and howling, tears of blood flowed from her scarlet eyes.

She tried her best to resist the controlling power, wanting to kill all the bugs that polluted her spirit, but the power of the world props as a dime of two digits, how could 170 Shalltear be able to resist.

The vampire girl knelt on the ground and howled. The terrifying explosion of magic power caused flying sand and rocks to fly around. Even the impenetrable canyon was rumbling, and countless rocks fell from both ends of the canyon.

Shalltear's magic bombardment when she went crazy almost changed the terrain of this canyon, turning it into a flat land.

Many members of the dark scripture who saw this scene swallowed their saliva.

They didn't dare to get close to Shalltear, they just stood guard on the outside.

Kerry didn't dare to move either. The cheongsam on her body has become an ordinary item after being activated. World items can only be used once, and then they will disappear until one day they reappear somewhere in the world.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Kerry opened his mouth and said, "...it should be almost there."

Hearing Kai Rui's words, the members of the Holy Code team slowly approached Shalltear, and they were also slightly relieved when they saw that the monster just knelt on the ground and made no sound.

It seems that the power of the true artifact is still effective. This monster has been completely controlled, and it will soon become a weapon of the Theocracy.

Just when many people smiled slightly, suddenly, an extremely complicated magic figure appeared in the sky.

With the appearance of that graphic, endless black flames surged above the sky, and the dark clouds filled the top. Great malice and the true meaning of aging filled the land, and even the surrounding air was drained, making it difficult to breathe. .

The wind of magic power roared past, and the vicissitudes of the earth were blown by the wind of aging, and the rocks on the earth began to weather.

"This... what is it?"

The Chief of the Dark Codex tried his best to make a sound, but he himself didn't realize the extreme horror in his voice.

Shalltear, who was kneeling on the ground, reluctantly raised her beautiful head, she uttered the last voice with blood and tears, "... Zaratul... Your Excellency!".

Chapter 180 Three Shalltear: I want to give birth to a child for you!

In the complex and gorgeous magic circle, the frightening figure of Xixiang slowly emerged from it.

He was wearing a jet black robe with a gorgeous but not kitsch gold border embroidered on the edge of the robe.

Endless black flames were burning high in the sky, making his figure even taller and terrifying.

The true meaning of aging pervades this land, and the conceptualization of aging has become a real storm. Every blow will weather the earth and turn rocks into powder, as if it has gone through billions of years.

After just a few breaths, this once majestic valley turned into a plain, and the vicissitudes of the sea were only realized in an instant.

Seat No.11 of the Dark Code subconsciously looked at Saigo with his own eyes.

The power from the No.11 seat was activated, and he really wanted to see how strong Xixiang was.

But the moment his eyes saw Xixiang, his eyeballs bulged, and then burst like popping beads, turning into a bloody thick soup.

"Ahhhh-"

Seat No. 11 let out a shrill scream. He knelt on the ground covering his eyes that had lost his eyeballs. Unstoppable blood gushed from the empty eye holes.

In addition to the blood, a little black flame escaped from it, making this No. 11 seat look extremely terrifying, as if he had turned into the shadow of a demon.

"Run... run...that's a real monster..."

"It's a monster we can't defeat."

"He is a devil, he is a god, and he is the existence above everything."

"We must run back to the Theocracy, inform the existence of this horror, and make the Theocracy vigilant... That is not an existence that we can defeat, absolutely not! Hahahaha!!"

Seat No.11 seemed to be insane, he couldn't stop laughing, and in the end he grabbed his throat with his hand, his face turned blue.

The horror of looking directly at the aging demon made him wish he could strangle himself to escape mental punishment.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, the No. 11 seat of the pitch-black scripture began to turn his skin into blood wax, his flesh and blood became dry and rotten, all his hair turned into dry grass, and even his teeth were withered and yellow and stained black.

In the process of his rapid aging, No.11 seat even showed a happy smile, as if death was also a kind of relief for him.

This terrifying scene made everyone in the other dark scriptures present secretly horrified.

Seat No.11 became like this just by looking at this monster. This has never happened before.

Even if it is the kind of Jue Yi Jue Ming who can destroy the Theocracy by one person, even if he faces the ancient Dragon King, the No. 11 seat will not become like this.

"If what Chair No.11 said is true, then we must flee, even if only one person returns to the Holy Kingdom to inform the 12-person priest council of the news here."

The Chief of the Dark Sacred Code gritted his teeth and said.

He was not so arrogant that he wanted to be an enemy of such a terrifying person. His duty as the chief of the Dark Codex made him willing to listen to the words of the dead No. 11 seat.

"Hurry up, run away. After using the real artifact, the old man is now close to exhaustion, and he doesn't have enough energy to escape〃." "

The old lady who just used the 'Overwhelming Country and Overwhelming City' sighed, she had already expected her own ending.

"Master Kerry..."

The chief didn't say anything, he just took a deep look at the old man, saluted respectfully, and then quickly dispersed in all directions with everyone in the dark scripture.

"Whoever leaves here alive must inform the Council of Twelve Priests what happened here!"

Everyone in the Dark Sacred Code knows that the escape at this time depends entirely on who is lucky and who is that monster going to chase after all.

They are worthy of being one of the most elite troops in the Theocracy, and they can be said to be decisive without hesitation. After discovering that the enemy is invincible, delivering information is their first priority.

"Shalltear, I will punish you later, let me clean up all these little bugs first."

"...Do you think you can escape? But I don't mind letting you go back alive alone."

Xixiang smiled coldly, letting a person go back alive to pass on his terror is Xixiang's last kindness, even though this kindness is also mixed with malice.

The terrifying storm blew again, and with Xixiang as the center, a huge pitch-black tornado rose out of thin air.

This hurricane rolled up from the earth to the infinite high sky, the wind is not ordinary wind, it is the 'wind of aging'.

As long as any living being touches this wind, it will age rapidly and feel the pain and sorrow that human civilization cannot overcome.

In an instant, the rising wind of aging surrounded a radius of one kilometer, and the storm blocked everything like a barrier.

A member of the dark scripture gritted his teeth and gathered all his magic power to rush towards the storm.

But the body just touched the corner of the breeze, and he was aging rapidly, turning into fly ash under the terrifying screams.

These people are all strong men who have reached the hero realm. Seeing that they are only being blown by the breeze, they are rapidly aging. The other people in the dark scripture also stopped quickly, not daring to use their bodies to test the horror of the storm.

"Give you a chance to kill each other, insects!"

"...Now this is a game of raising Gu, only one of you can survive."

"Kill your compatriots and get a chance to live. Only the last person can leave this aging storm alive!"

Xixiang fell from the sky, and he walked slowly forward with his feet on the ground.

Every step he takes, the ground under his feet is broken like tofu, and the light in the entire space is absorbed, as if even the space has fallen into extreme aging.

"hateful!"

The chief of the Dark Sacred Code cursed aloud, and he raised the spear in his hand and was about to charge towards Xixiang.

But as soon as he made a move, a burly man holding a huge shield stopped him.

"Chief, you are the strongest among us. Compared to us, you are more important to the Theocracy!"

"...Leaving aside whether the monster's words are true or not, if there is really only one person who can get out alive, then I hope that person is you!"

"Hahahahaha!! You devil, I already know who you are, the devil who invaded the Holy Kingdom is you!"

"...My name is Wanli Giant Shield, and I am the eighth seat of the Dark Holy Code. Let me try to see if you are as scary as the rumors say!"

The burly man holding a huge shield shouted angrily, raised the shield in his hand and rushed towards Xixiang like a tank.

Seeing this, the chief was furious, and he immediately knew the plan of his teammates.

If there is really only one person left alive, then the final winner is undoubtedly the strongest chief.

But if they killed each other, the chief would be seriously injured even if he won.

Then there is only one way, and that is for everyone to charge the demon. As long as everyone else is dead, the chief will survive unharmed.

"Giant Shield Wanli, come back to me!"

The chief yelled loudly, he clenched the long spear in his hand tightly, but in the end he didn't make any movement, just watched the strong man with the giant shield charge towards the demon with his bloodshot eyes.

He knew that if he made a move, it would make his teammates sacrifice in vain.

Seeing this scene, Xixiang smiled, and he looked more and more like a villain.

But he is a devil, this is the impression that a devil should give to the world.

Fear, hatred, madness and even begging for mercy from the devil.

If it is Zoroaster's teaching that good will triumph over evil, then Zarathustra himself will surely break this teaching!

The new 'Zoroastrianism' will be born from its own hands.

"` "Very well, although the strength is insufficient, the spirit of sacrifice has already taken the shape of a hero!"