Chapter 449: 　God

The terrible plague field was broken open, and everyone showed their hideous fangs.
If there were people who were afraid of their heads and tails before and didn't use their full strength, then this moment is the moment when they show their fangs.
As long as they can slay the plague ghosts with their own hands, their reputation will instantly spread across the entire demon land.
But no one saw that at this moment, the warriors such as Ximenxing, Xitian Hong, and Moxiu Lao Dao suddenly retreated and withdrew from the battlefield.
Seeing this scene, the thoughtful and transparent person slowed down after hesitating for a moment.
But most of the warriors are vying for the first time, and they can't wait to kill the plague ghost immediately.
"boom!"
however,
When they rushed into the Peigui's side less than three or four meters, suddenly, an extremely dangerous signal suddenly came from the bottom of their hearts.
For a while, everyone was a little at a loss.
Then they saw that the cold and crazy killing intent appeared in the eyes of the ghost, and a short character came out from his mouth: "Kill..."
kill!
The sound of a single word seemed to detonate something extremely evil.
"Om!"
It seemed that a face flashed from Dongfang Wenxia's eyebrows, but it quickly disappeared, just when everyone thought they were wrong.
"Haha..."
The sound of crazy laughter suddenly came from the body of the plague ghost. This laughter did not come from Dongfang Wenxia, ​​but from some unknown existence.
"boom!"
The source of the plague was ignited, and all the warriors who were close to Dongfang Wenxia's body were stunned at the same time, not that they wanted to be stunned, but...
The weapons in their hands were suddenly corroded.
Also quickly corroding were their bodies. Under the gaze of everyone, each body fell on the ground softly, turning into a pool of pus.
"what……"
"What the is this..."
"Brother Nishida, save me..."
"..."
The screams resounded in the sky above Luoyuling. There were a total of 60 or 70 warriors. In this scream, they completely lost their voice, fell to the ground, and turned into a pool of pus. .
"This……"
The martial artists around were stunned by this scene.
But at this moment, the body of the teenager standing in the center suddenly shook.
"What are you going to do?" Dongfang asked Xia's voice suddenly sounded, making Nishida Hong and the others stunned for a moment, but they quickly realized that this voice was not questioning them.
"Jie Jie..."
The laughter, the extremely cold laughter no longer needs to be hidden, an extremely pale face gradually emerged from Dongfang Wenxia's face.
You didn't. The appearance of that face seemed to cover Dongfang Wenxia's face.
"what happened?"
Nishida Hong and others panicked, looking at the plague ghost in front of them, the two faces were switching back and forth.
"You want to... seize the house..." Dongfang asked Xia with a cold heart.
"Jie Jie... Otherwise, why do you think I would be so kind to improve your cultivation base and increase your physical strength? Although even now, this body is too weak, but the original can't wait any longer. We are weak. As long as it is controlled by the original god, it will become extremely powerful sooner or later." Dongfang Wenxia's voice inside his body smiled coldly.
"You've been prepared to do this from the beginning?" Dongfang asked Xia very unwillingly. He hadn't resurrected the Ninth Sister yet, and was resisting with all his might.
The voice in his body seemed to know that the other party was delaying time, but he didn't care. Today, he is 70% sure that he can succeed in one fell swoop, otherwise he would not choose to do it at this moment.
"Of course, the original was suppressed for thousands of years in that place of death, and finally a living one appeared, how could the original let it go."
"Is it a lie to me to get the key, enter the fairyland, and be able to summon the soul of the nine sisters?" Dongfang asked Xia continued to ask.
"Jiejie, don't tell me, this really didn't lie to you." The voice said: "The soul book does have the magical effect of condensing the soul of a person, and the place where this thing last appeared is indeed in the fairy. Within the domain, it's just...you have no chance to see it."
"Jie Jie... the coffin behind you is very mysterious, even the original can't see your feet, but it doesn't matter. When the original takes over your body, you will study this coffin carefully. As for the woman inside, Jie Jie..."
His laughter was very permeating. Although he didn't explain how he would treat Jiu Jie's body, Dongfang asked Xia that it was definitely not the result he wanted to see.
"what……"
An unwilling roar came from Dongfang Wenxia's mouth. Jiu Jie was his last taboo. The guy in his body who claimed to be a dared to treat Jiu Jie like this, so how could he endure it.
Because of this sentence, the soul that was gradually swallowed by the plague's aura began to fight back frantically, trying to expel the power of the plague from the body.
"Jie Jie, it's useless. You have already accepted everything from this god. Now that this has taken action, how could it fail? The more you resist, the closer the fusion of your soul and my soul will be. Haha, resist as much as you like. "The cold voice laughed again.
"boom!"
The entire top of Luoyuling Mountain was enveloped by a powerful plague erupting from the body of the plague ghost, and for a time, all the warriors were forced back.
"What is going on?" Nishida Hong's face was solemn.
"I don't know, that person called himself a god?" Ximen Xing also looked puzzled.
"God... a long time ago," said the old Demon Xiu Dao.
Others were also talking about Dongfang Wenxia's dialogue with that mysterious voice, and no one could guess when it happened in a short time.
But as time went by, the plague on the top of the mountain became thicker and thicker, and gradually even their eyes were covered, and no one could see what was happening inside.
There was only an unwilling roar and a smug sneer.
"Get out of here..."
"Jiejie, resist, resist with all your strength..."
"what……"
"Jie Jie..."
"..."
at this time,
Half of Dongfang Wenxia's face had turned into another pale look. The eyeballs of that pale face were completely condensed from the pale yellow plague, which was extremely permeating.
The unwilling roar is getting weaker and weaker, but the unwillingness, like the eternal sun, is deeply imprinted in the hearts of the warriors watching the battle.
"Jie Jie, such a strong will. I didn't expect to have unexpected joy. Although your body is not good, but your will is the best. Well, the stronger the will, the more useful it is for the recovery of the god." The cold voice was satisfied. Said.
"Roar……"
The unwilling voice made a roar that didn't look like a human voice: "What if you succeed? You can't survive..."