Chapter 545: Mozu Governor

In the eyes of the Mozu people, human beings are no different from animals such as cows and sheep. The only difference is that the human flesh may be more tender, the cycle of reproduction is too long, and it is more troublesome to raise.
Therefore, the Kazu people usually do not slaughter humans on weekdays, and only part of the festival will be slaughtered for celebration.
Every time they go to the Mozu festival, it is also the end of humanity in the pasture. At that time, they often slaughter more than a dozen people.
Occasionally, humans will resist, but that kind of resistance is nothing but a symbolic rebellion, or a desperate desperate resistance. This kind of human being will more irritate the Mozu, and will often die more miserable!
Luo Zheng’s eyes are still as light as water.
In the eyes of the Mozu people, Luo Zheng is just a sheep that will bite.
However, in the eyes of Luo Zheng, these upbeats of the Mozu are just like ants.
As the Mozu people approached step by step, the young man named Tutulu clasped the wooden stick in his hand, and the excessive tension made him shudder, and Tutulu had the resistance in the human bones, but There is no such strength.
At the moment when many Mozu people approached, Luo Zheng’s eyes flashed slightly, and the soul in his mind was instantly separated from the body, and then the soul turned into a scimitar and swept the past.
Silent, but the soul has fallen into the minds of many Mozu people, crushing their souls.
"噗通,噗通,噗通..."
The body of these Mozu people suddenly shocked, then they were stiff and fell to the ground.
In an instant killing these Mozu people, Luo Zheng’s face did not change at all. He looked up and looked at the leading Mozu in the distance and closed his indifferent eyes.
However, Tutulu around Luo Zheng is different.
Tutulu is very close to Luo Zheng. Facing the six or seven Mozu people, he is ready to die. In his small heart, instead of being eaten by the Mozu people, it is better to fight with the Mozu people. Kill to death!
But just this scene...
The young man around him is just a look, killing these Mozu people in a blink of an eye!
This is the means of God! This unmovable youth must be the sent by God!
Tuturu’s chest is constantly undulating, and his heart is excited. How glorious is it to stand by God?
Luo Zheng is not clear that Tutulu will be so excited, he now needs to concentrate on expelling the troublesome space of the body, at least let his body move.
According to the Tianzhu immortal, this continent is also a main continent, which is definitely more than the middle domain. It should be equivalent to the continent where the four great kingdoms are located. Naturally, there will be strong demons, before the arrival of the strong demons. Luo Zheng must restore his body to its peak state.
Not far away, the head of the demon who was giving orders, looked at Luo Zheng, and it felt fear for the first time. This fear is very strange to it, just like how humans fear sheep.
However, in the face of a look, killing a group of sheep, I am afraid that a normal person will also be afraid, this Mozu leader is probably the mood at this moment.
"Magic, devil..."
The head of the Mozu was turned over and flew away.
It is a pity that Luo Zheng originally planned to take the head of the Mozu people together. Unfortunately, it was too far away from himself, and he could not move his body, but he could not kill it.
Forget it, let yourself be able to move as soon as possible.
After the force of the space in the spine was removed, Luo Zheng began to expel the space in the legs. The inability to move is a big trouble for Luo Zheng, and it is also the primary problem.
At this time, Tutulu next to him suddenly fell to himself.
Those who continually walked out of the tents also threw themselves down to Luo Zheng.
It is possible to kill these Mozu people in an instant. For those who grew up in captivity, they are originally God's existence, or Luo Zheng is already a in their minds.
No one wants to be eaten by people. Perhaps it is an instinct to give up a few people in the ethnic group every year, in exchange for the continuation of their group.
But the strength of Luo Zheng let them see the dawn...
Perhaps Luo Zheng is the of God who sent him to save.
Luo Zheng did not pay attention to them. In fact, he did not have much time. He knew that his opponents would be stronger and stronger and must be restored as soon as possible!
After an hour, the legs finally recovered consciousness. Luo Zheng turned over and the whole person no longer lay on the ground, but sat up.
After two hours, both hands also recovered consciousness. At the same time, Luo Zheng took out a medicinal herb from the whiskey ring of the chest and swallowed it. When crossing the purple space storm, in addition to leaving a lot of space in the body, There are still many dark injuries.
After three hours...
Luo Zheng saw a black line above the grassland in the distance.
He was slightly gazing, only to find out that the black lines are countless demons are coming.

Thousands of Devils?
Luo Zheng glanced faintly.
Although Luo Zheng is killing and swearing, but so far there is not too much to kill, the person he killed is often the damn.
The Mozu people in front of them are aliens to Luo Zheng.
"Since all of you have the way to death, it will turn into my anger," Luo Zheng said faintly.
Those humans saw this scene and fled to Luo Zheng, and looked at Luo Zheng far away.
Although they believe that Luo Zheng is a god, can he defeat so many Mozu people alone? These people are not very sure, but God is creating miracles. There is also a violent expectation in their ignorant heart.
"Ha!" Among those of the Mozu, there is a Mozu who wears a golden helmet and a golden armor. It suddenly makes a violent drink, and then all the demons have their own tall horses. Looking at the twenty feet, looking at Luo Zheng.
"Human, are you from the Purple Heart Holy Land?" The head of the Mozu asked with a gloomy tone.
Purple heart holy place? Luo Zheng eyebrows pick one, there is a holy place above this continent? And listening to the tone of the Mozu people seems to be a holy place for human formation. Perhaps... The status of human beings on this continent is not as low as that of Luo Zheng.
Luo Zheng shook his head faintly, his face was silent. "You don't have to know where I am from."
"Haha, I am not interested in knowing where you are from. Since you are not a purple heart, I have no scruples! A small seventh-order warrior, even mixed with people who kill me in the ranch, is really too long!" "Before the head of the man finished, waved his hand and lined up with thousands of Mozu people and went up to Luo Zhengyong!"
Seventh-order fighters?
Luo Zheng’s gaze was slightly congested. Only then did he understand that the Seventh-order Warrior refers to the seven-foldedness of the gods. It seems that this continent has a slightly different name for the realm, or that this is the name of the Mozu.
In the face of the surging Mozu, Luo Zheng did not retreat, but slowly walked forward.
The soul of the Battle of the Soul reveals a strong lethality at this moment. In fact, it is even easier to crush the other's soul with his soul. It is even easier than the crushing of the repair!
The body of the Mozu, who was close to Luo Zheng, was trembled and then fell from the horse.
From beginning to end, Luo Zheng did not even lift his hands, he just walked silently in this army.
There are also very embarrassing Mozu people wielding a thick wolf hammer to rush toward Luo Zheng, even if Luo Zheng instantly erased his soul, the Mozu people still hammered the hammer to Luo Zheng.
"Hey!"
Luo Zheng, who was hit by a hammered hammer, climbed up from the ground unscathed, like a dead walking, and continued to walk slowly forward.
The humans in the rear of Luo Zheng, all of them were holding their mouths, and their eyes were full of shock. Tutulu burst into tears and shouted excitedly, "God, he is God!"
The Mozu people are also creatures. The instinct of all living beings in the world is to fear death. Although the Mozu people are brave, they are also afraid of death.
Any Mozu who is close to Luo Zheng is very strangely dead. Where else do other Mozu people dare to rush directly? They have been holding on to the horses and avoiding the Luo Zheng on both sides.
The army of the Mozu, who was originally like a torrent, seemed to have encountered a reef at the moment, and was separated by a lonely person.
In front of Luo Zheng, the Mozu who wore a golden helmet.
This Mozu is the governor of this Mozu army. In the eyes of this Dudu, Luo Zheng’s cultivation is not very powerful. At the same time, he also sees that Luo Zheng is a soul attack.
The Mozu governor hesitated for a moment, and then rushed to Luo Zheng without hesitation!
The Mozu people are not good at the ability of the soul. On this chaotic continent, each race must be strengthened according to its own shortcomings. Therefore, the Mozu Governor has a secret treasure that can resist the soul attack!
As long as the soul attack of this kid is ineffective against himself, he is the same as his own. This is the only idea that the Mozu governor rushed to Luo Zheng.
(This is even 2:00, late, but every day must be kept, the transition is written slightly slower, sorry, but please believe me! I am more anxious than you, everyone who is willing to catch up here It is the greatest encouragement to me, I don't want you to be disappointed! Thank you, the morning breeze, Miss, come to the bottle of Yibao, Shijian, Tiger's reward)