Vol 3 Chapter 125:

Chapter 125 The first saint who fell into the pit!
At this moment, on top of the fortress's towers, countless people exploded one after another. The wave of destruction overwhelmed the waves, surging and mighty. Look.hair.line.chinese.text.net
The whole sky seemed to be transformed into a state of flames and thunder, and the power of destruction was rampant here.
In the continuous self-explosion of the human race, the powerful saints and strong men on these towers have also been unable to resist, and some of them who have been repaired to a low level have died.
Even some of them are in a deep state of mind.
The Satriarch patriarch furiously held up a mask to withstand the destructive forces that erupted around him.
After the first few explosions, even he suffered a minor injury, his body was scorched, and his breath was a little disordered.
"Abominable ..." The patriarch of the horse and horse watched the endless rush of the people from the explosion, and he hated the teeth.
Over time, the people who launched the self-explosion against him gradually developed into a dozen or dozens of people from the beginning.
Now I am afraid that there are already hundreds of people besieging him. Although the individual strength is very weak for him, this continuous self-detonation is also abnormal terror.
He exerted supernatural resistance to resist. Although he could resist for a while, the rapid loss of mana in his body faintly disturbed his heart.
Once his mana is exhausted, he will face an endless explosion of hundreds of people.
That kind of scene, he thinks horrible.
"What can I do ..." The patriarch of Sagittarius was deeply anxious.
Just then, Ye Jia, who was watching the war in the void, suddenly looked: "Just mention that shameless guy coming again?"
He thought about it, and then smiled: "Since you are coming, prepare a welcoming ceremony for you. Look. Mao. Line. Chinese. Wen.net"
After all, he glanced at the forehead of the city tower, and pinpointed the place where Zhun Ti was about to come, with his fingers a little farther away.
When he saw his finger, a piece of flat land suddenly swelled, forming a small earth slope, not high or low, just about as high as Zhunti.
After the formation of this small earth slope, Ye Jia pointed with one hand and broke through the middle and hollowed out.
In this way, a terrestrial terrain resembling a bottle is formed.
"Hey, the place you picked is too remote, otherwise it's not easy to rectify you." Ye Jia thought with a smile.
After all, with a volley in the palm of his hand, a space channel formed boldly not far away.
"Something better ..." Ye Jia meditated for a moment, then smiled slightly, "Just it."
Immediately, he slammed a ringing finger, and Guanghua flashed in the space channel, rumbling, and then a violent large feces sprayed out.
As soon as this large dung torrent came out, he went straight to the hollowed-out soil slope, and soon filled the soil with a lot.
As soon as this large dung filled the hollow soil slope, a terrible stench rose into the sky, causing the situation to change.
This big dung is not a normal big dung, but an old dung of some wild and wild beasts that Ye Jia specially found.
These great beasts and monsters are all above Da Luo Jinxian. They are powerful, but they are born with ignorance, no wisdom, and live a life full of turmoil. Eating and drinking Lazar is no different from ordinary creatures.
But after all, it is the feces of a super strong monster. And the big dung in this dung pit is still refined by Yejia, and it has a strong smell.
Not to mention, if the ordinary Jinxian entered this pit, it would definitely die.
As a saint, Zhun Ti certainly can't hurt him, but he will never be better.
After making a super dung pit, Ye Jia quietly waited for Jun Ti to appear.
Sure enough, after a while, a scent that only Yejia could detect instantly came down. Immediately in the pit, the space was twisted ...
"Ah! Which is here!"
Zhun Ti's frightened voice came into Ye Jiaer exactly.
"Hahahaha ..." Ye Jia laughed back and forth.
But it was the dung pit that was not high or low, which just buried Junti from head to toe.
As soon as Jun Ti emerged from the space passage, he was completely drowned by the long dung, which was naturally shocked and angry.
But strangely speaking, it is reasonable to say that the body of his saint is inaccessible to ordinary defilements. These big feces not only approached him, they also went straight into his mouth!
If he hadn't hurriedly blocked it with a powerful mana, he would have become the first saint to eat in Honghuang's history.
Rao is so, this gigantic dung is still full of Zhunti, and when he breaks through the dung pit, there is still the appearance of a saint.
"I'm so angry!" Zhunti shivered.
He exerted his magical powers and finally managed to get rid of his filth, but the stench couldn't be dispelled any more, and he could not linger.
Ye Jia snickered secretly: "This stench, I'm afraid it's going to haunt him for thousands of years, it's a stink."
No matter how you cast it, you can't get rid of the stench. In desperation, Zhun Ti finally got so angry that he stomped his feet and didn't care about it.
He turned to look at the battlefield, and when his thoughts swept away, he saw the score of the battle situation, and then he could not help but gloomy: "Who the is against me, really hateful!"
His face changed, and then he said, "Can't I treat Western teaching as a soft persimmon? See if I can give you some color!"
After all, he had his hands sealed, his mana gushing, and his light was magnificent.
Of course, this golden light can only be seen by Zhun Ti and Ye Jia hidden in the void. Both sides of the battlefield are unaware.
An immense amount of golden light came flooding in and spread out into the soldiers and soldiers.
As soon as Jinguang entered the body, those soldiers and soldiers flashed golden lights, giving birth to a pale golden mask, which shone on and around Zhou, shining brightly.
As soon as this pale golden light shrouded, a majestic force flowed. This powerful force is as towering as mountains and vast as the ocean.
"This is ..." The chief of the horse and horse looked at the pale golden mask covering him in amazement, and was very surprised.
Under the protection of this golden mask, those self-exploding human races could not be broken anyway, and any magnificent force hit them would be transformed by this pale golden mask.
The head of the Sagittarius horse turned and looked again, and found that the soldiers and soldiers of the Sagittarius horse had such a pale golden mask to protect the whole body, so that all enemies must not be hurt.
Seeing this, the horse and horse tribe grew overjoyed: "This must be the saint who helped my tribe secretly! It's great!"
Immediately he sneered: "With the support of the quaint saint, I see what else you can do!"