Chapter 102： Herbicide

At the same time as the black mist surged, the blood in the square blood pool began to boil, forming a blood barrier of about five meters.

The priest held a golden knife in his hand and pulled Fu Zhengguang's sleeves back, revealing his snow-white wrists.

The blade made a clear cut on each wrist, waiting for the first burst of virgin blood to fall on the Tai Sui divine body.

The black mist was billowing fiercely, and it seemed that he couldn't wait to absorb fresh blood.

The scarlet blood line oozes out of the skin, converges into droplets of blood, and falls downward.

The black mist also stuck out a small corner to try to touch it, the blood drop finally fell, but at the moment of contact with the black mist, it made a sound similar to the corrosion of an object.

The movement of the black mist stagnated, and then he let out a painful scream. At the same time, the blood in the blood pool suddenly fell. The blood in the pool splashed out and flew to the nearby congregation. In an instant, several people became The blood man.

Fu Zhengguang was not a woman, so his blood dripping on the Tai Sui Divine Body would definitely make mistakes.

The sudden change caught everyone by surprise. The priest reacted quickly and soon knew what went wrong. He looked at Fu Zhengguang in front of him with fierce eyes, and the other party smiled innocently.

This is the time!

Shen Fengyue sprang from the inside of Fu Zhengguang's shirt with lightning speed, the edges of the blades turned into sharp serrations, and the ropes tied to Fu Zhengguang were cut.

"Go!" He said to Fu Zhengguang.

All this happened so quickly that the priest could never imagine that there would be such a heresy. He looked surprised and stunned. As far as he could see, he saw a red and green intertwined shadow rushing towards his face quickly.

The plant wanted to attack his eyes, so he could only try to keep his eyes and cover his eyes with his hands. In the end, the back of the hand was cut with a sharp weapon with a deep bone.

The priest wailed in pain. At this time, Fu Zhengguang, who had just gained freedom, lifted his skirt and kicked him fiercely on his stomach, kicking it into the bottomless black hole.

"Go and see your Lao Shi Zi Tai Sui God!" He was a few steps away from the black hole, and then took off his precious jewelry and threw him into the hole. …"

Before I finished speaking, I saw Black Mist rising up to attack him. Fortunately, at this time, Shen Fengyue changed back into a human form in time to grab his back collar and pull back.

Fu Zhengguang was staggered. After avoiding the blow, she heard Shen Fengyue say quietly beside him: "Master Fu, your old days are too good, you just broke my hand. ." The fingers were in the shape of five claws, swinging flexibly in front of Fu Zhengguang.

When Fu Zhengguang heard the words, he had a black line on his face: "..." Hey, he said, this guy didn't eat with Dianguang. If you have something to eat together, you will dislike others when you gain weight.

His own priest was pushed into the cave openly, and the congregation quickly reacted, eagerly rushing towards the altar.

"They are coming here!" Fu Zhengguang swallowed hard, and asked the people next to him, "When will Dao Chang Zhang arrive?"

The whole cult members are heading towards them. It was a group of people who were overwhelmed, and it must be fake to say not to panic. Shen Fengyue was also a little nervous at first, but suddenly his heart moved, he sensed something, and a rare smile appeared on his face, comforting Fu Zhengguang and said: "Don't worry, this is not just—"

The next moment, a strong chill spread from outside the cave entrance to the inside. A thick layer of ice condensed on the ground instantly, frost and snow filled the caves, ice crystals were flying in the air, and even the square blood pool was condensed into ice immobile under the influence of the cold. Those who were near were affected and frozen into ice men.

"Come here." The voice fell, and a white figure appeared at the entrance of the cave, coming inside.

Shen Fengyue raised her eyebrows towards the entrance of the cave, brilliantly brilliant, and the little red flowers on her head were also red, which was truly gratifying.

Zhang Hansheng successfully received this blooming smile, he coughed lightly, calming his mind, and then squeezed the sharp sword in his hand, his arm smashed the sword forward with force.

The frosty and snowy sword qi cuts out, the sharpness is broken, the ice and cold qi in the cave is heavier, the blue frost condenses more, the ice and snow cover a layer closer, and more people are frozen by the sword qi Up.

Under the balance of the two phases, it is obvious that the person who broke in from outside the cave is more difficult and more dangerous. Everyone turned to target, most of them attacked Zhang Hansheng, and only a small part came to deal with the seemingly weak Shen Fengyue and Fu Zhengguang.

Although Shen Fengyue is a weak nanny in this world, her melee ability is very good. Fu Zhengguang's hands are not weak after he untie the shackles. The two people cooperate with each other. At the same time, Shen Fengyue relies on his non-human identity and can be transformed into a prototype The enemy was caught off guard and used it as a sneak attack, and in three or two they would solve the congregation rushing here.

Shen Fengyue used his peripheral vision to look at the restless black mist not far away. The most important thing at the moment is to deal with this evil god, taking advantage of it not to become a climate, rather than the deceived congregation.

Zhang Hansheng brought the purification pestle, but now he was besieged by a group of people and couldn't get away temporarily, and he couldn't come to solve the evil **** himself. After thinking about it, Shen Fengyue finally made a decision in her heart and shouted in the direction of the crowd: "Zhang Hansheng, give me the purification pestle, let me come!"

There were too many people gathering in that direction, and Zhang Hansheng's figure had already been blocked, but he knew that the person must be watching the situation on this side all the time.

Sure enough, the next moment, surrounded by the crowd came a response: "Okay."

Zhang Hansheng jumped up, stepped on the bodies of several people and flew upwards with strength, and then slammed a golden light in the direction of Shen Fengyue. After the thing flew out, he continued to concentrate on his side.

In fact, he had always trusted Shen Fengyue in his heart, so he could hand over important magical artifacts to him without hesitation.

The purifying pestle was shining with golden light, and when it flew in the air, it looked like a bright little sun, which made people's eyes hurt. Shen Fengyue took advantage of her strength to fly into the air to receive the magic weapon.

The magic weapon was designed to counteract inhuman things, so as soon as it arrived in her hand, Shen Fengyue felt that her hand was as painful as it was burned by a ten-fold karma fire. After a while, her hand was burned and swollen, and several cracks broke on the palm of her hand.

His hand hurts tightly, but he dare not let go of the magic weapon in his hand no matter how much it hurts. This is the key to getting rid of the evil god.

The Cthulhu also knew that this thing would kill it, but in fact, he did his best to break through the restriction, and the black mist suddenly condensed in the black hole, and it condensed into a figure in a short while.

The Cthulhu looked at Shen Fengyue bitterly, her voice full of hatred, and it looked like a man and a woman, as if a man and a woman were talking overlapped.

"Little grass spirit, I have no grievances with you, you want to harm me!" He roared at him, and the black mist danced with his teeth and claws in the air.

Shen Fengyue’s scalded tears are about to come out, but when he heard that he still gritted his teeth and raised his lips and sneered at the Cthulhu: "Although I am a little grass spirit, I am also a good spirit. You do many evil things and kill innocent lives. This account must be settled with you!"

"The one who stands in me, die!"

The Cthulhu knew that it didn't make sense with him, so he had a killing intent in his heart, separated two bodies to deal with Shen Fengyue and Fu Zhengguang, and deliberately separated the two of them, each leading them in different directions.

Shen Fengyue was aware of this, but was powerless because he gradually separated from Fu Zhengguang during the battle between the evil gods.

He is an elite of plants and trees, and has excellent healing ability. To put it bluntly, he is a mobile sufficient blood bank. During the fight, he constantly increases blood for himself, fighting a time-consuming battle with the evil god.

The disadvantage of fighting a time-consuming battle with a nanny is very obvious. When you are so tired and beat the opponent into residual blood, the opponent will instantly fill yourself with blood in the next second, and continue to fight with full blood, which makes you feel tired.

Cthulhu and Shen Fengyue fought for a long time, and it took too long and gradually became a little weak. The sacrifice was interrupted, and his power did not return. In addition, he broke through the seal forcibly, and his power was mostly weakened. He fought with a pure milk again, and the time was full of flaws.

"Caojing, if you can take refuge in me today, when I break through the seal, the day when my strength reaches its peak, it will definitely help you to ascend and live forever." The evil **** began to lure.

But Shen Fengyue didn't take this set, and smiled and said: "I'm sorry, I don't have any obsessions with becoming immortals." The main task of others is to eliminate bugs and get a generous bonus. What are the benefits of becoming immortals without making money? .

Cthulhu hasn't seen this in thousands of years. He was choked upright, and for a long time he said viciously: "Things that are not promising! It's simply impossible to get in."

Shen Fengyue is still the same, looking for his flaws in the dialogue with the evil god.

Huang Tian paid his attention, and at the moment when Cthulhu dodged, Shen Fengyue found his flaw. There is a beating heart hidden in the black mist, and a faint red beating in the black.

right here! The key to Cthulhu-the heart.

He endured the pain, pointed the tip of the pestle toward that place, and leaned forward to the evil god, holding the purifying pestle and stabbing towards the evil god's vitals.

The Cthulhu noticed it, but it was no longer possible to dodge, so he could only watch the purification pestle coming towards him.

The red heart was centered, it stopped beating, and suddenly squeezed, and then it was broken visible to the naked eye, turning into little red light floating in the air. Blood spurted out of the black hole, like a small stream of blood, with mixed black and red blood oozing from the edge. At the same time there was a non-male and female voice screaming.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Cthulhu suffers from the pain of being decomposed, and all the resentment has only turned into an endless shout: "Little Grass Spirit...!"

After successfully eliminating the Cthulhu, Shen Fengyue shook his hand, purifying the pestle and falling to the ground. He also squatted on the ground and kept blowing on his hands.

The struggle with the Cthulhu is to consume the power of the Cthulhu, but he is also suffering from torture. It was corroded by the purifying pestle for as long as it took.

At this time, his hands had been burned to blood and blood with the purification pestle, and white bones were visible when the palms were opened.

He kept blowing, trying to relieve the pain, but it was in vain.

"It's so painful, so painful..." He muttered, tears streaming down uncontrollably. This purifying pestle is too painful.

Shen Fengyue breathed a sigh of relief when the pain subsided after the system opened the pain mask for him. He moved his hands with visible bones, and there was no pain at all. The flesh and blood hung on it, and it was really unsightly. He also took the time to tear off some rotten flesh, and his expression was no different, as if it were not his hands.

He had no idea that the danger was coming.

Cthulhu still had the last trace of strength. He hated this little grass spirit, and realized that he was running out of time, and he was going to die. The black energy quietly condensed, and the last blow full of resentment struck Shen Fengyue.

"Little grass spirit!" The voice of neither man nor woman sounded.

"?" What, not dead yet? ! Shen Fengyue turned around.

Zhang Hansheng has been paying attention to this side, even if he has already dealt with the Heretic God, he still did not take it lightly. After hearing this sound, he stepped on countless shoulders and flew towards Shen Fengyue.

When Shen Fengyue turned around, she found that she could not avoid it. It was too close and it was too late.

His pupils dilated instantly, and he stared at all this blankly.

A white figure quickly passed by and flashed in front of her eyes. What Shen Fengyue finally saw was that white figure stood in front of him with a resolute attitude, blocking the fatal blow of the Heretic God for him.

After the blow was over, the evil spirits of the evil **** dissipated after the light flashed.

"Zhang Hansheng..."