Hong Huang: Me, Styx, Never Rush To The Street!

Chapter 148: The Fall of Ji Meng

Zhiyi’s pupils shrank, knowing that Ji Meng’s move was a killer, and that all Cultivation Base Magic power was poured into the knitting needles, and they rushed towards the sea of ​​trouble.

Bang!

The collision of the two Magic Treasures caused turbulence in the surrounding space.

Zhi Yi’s mouth vomited blood, and the whole person flew out.

And Ji Meng also snorted fiercely, his complexion a little darkened.

The high-grade Lingbao in his hand was completely scrapped after colliding with the knitting needle.

Looking at the knitting needles falling on the ground without the support of Magic power, Ji Meng’s eyes showed greed.

This spiritual treasure of merit is really extraordinary.

Ji Meng stretched out his hand to grab the knitting needle, but never thought that the knitting needle, which had been dimmed, suddenly became a masterpiece, exploded with amazing power, and pierced towards him.

“mean!”

Ji Meng’s chest was pierced by a knitting needle, and his whole figure halted, and the breath of Cultivation Base became turbulent.

He never expected that the Zhiyi clan had pretended to lose control of the knitting needles and used his own greed for calculations.

Zhi Yi’s disheveled hair, and laughed happily:

“The monsters have hurt my people countlessly. Today, my Zhiyi clan will fight you desperately, so how can you say it sordidly!”

With that said, Zhiyi’s refilled all the Magic power Cultivation Base, even at the expense of burning the original source, and wanted to make the final blow to Ji Meng.

Under this move, even if she was slaughtered, she would eventually fall to Realm, or die!

Ji Meng’s face changed several times, but in the end he showed a sneer:

“Human race, it really surprised me. It’s a pity that I still have something to do!”

Zhi Yishi heard Ji Meng’s words, but his hands did not stand still.

Because she didn’t know whether Ji Meng’s remarks were bluffing, and if not, she would only have a fight!

However, I saw that Ji Meng sacrificed a pot of Magic Treasures, and spit out mysterious flames from it. This flame was dazzling, and it was actually the real fire of the sun bestowed by Emperor Jun!

boom!

Under the control of Ji Meng, the real fire of the sun turned into a fire dragon, rushing towards the knitting needles.

This knitting needle is a treasure of merit, and it is difficult to do anything under the real fire of the sun. It was actually burned to the ground, making a bang.

Feeling that her connection with the knitting needle was severed, Zhiyi’s heart sank. Today, she and the human race here are in danger!

Just when the real fire of the sun was about to swallow the Zhiyishi.

The space around Ji Meng and Zhiyi was distorted, and the real fire of the sun seemed to hit an invisible wall, completely unable to touch Zhiyi.

On the contrary, there was real fire from the sun around Ji Meng pouring out and swallowing it.

“what!”

Ji Meng wailed.

This real fire of the sun was only given by Emperor Jun, and he could not really control it.

Even if he was in direct contact with the real fire of the sun, he couldn’t resist it.

I saw him wearing a dragon scale battle armor, which melted in a flash under the real fire of the sun.

“Heavenly Emperor! The demon god is sworn not to shame his life!”

With a roar, Ji Meng didn’t try to escape from the real fire of the sun, but instead sacrificed the magic Treasures in the shape of spirit beads.

There are countless spatial passages opened in the Beiyuan tribe.

“The Yaozu listened to the order! The wind screamed, took away the human race, and evacuated quickly!”

Hearing that, the hearts of all monster races were shocked.

Ji Meng’s move opened the evacuation space ahead of time. Obviously, the general situation is over. Now, he can only take away the human race as much as possible to supplement the human soul needed to refine the sword of killing witches!

A group of monster races brought the human races that came in captivity, one after another, through the space channel completely, which makes the race cultivators helpless.

At this time, that Ji Meng’s body was burned by the real fire of the sun, and he wanted to use it to evacuate.

Under the real fire of the sun, he will undoubtedly die, but if he withdraws now, with Dijun and Taiyi taking action, he still has a ray of life!

However, a juvenile jade hand appeared in the air, and with a slight pinch, it closed the space channel around Ji Meng.

“Do not!”

Ji Meng roared furiously, and eventually died under the real fire of the sun.

Heaven Court.

Dijun and a group of demon gods observed this place with secret methods, and they all took a breath of air-conditioning.

Ji Meng, among the Ten Great Demon Gods, has just fallen!

Whether it was Zhiyi’s calculations or Xuechi’s shots, they were shocked.

Dijun’s face was gloomy, but Ji Meng was one of his generals, and he was damaged after all.

“Report to the Heavenly Emperor! This harvest has resulted in a total of thirty thousand souls!”

Soon there will be demons to report on statistics.

Dijun showed grief on his face, and said solemnly: “In this way, Ji Meng can be considered to have completed his mission. If he is named a hero of the monster clan, his descendants can enjoy preferential treatment!”

In addition, the demons who participated in this matter were all rewarded by meritorious deeds.

Seeing the demon god Ji Meng fall like this, Zhi Yi clan couldn’t help showing a look of error.

At this moment, Xuechi stepped out of the void and appeared, with erratic eyes, muttering to himself:

“I’m just practicing the supernatural powers of space here. The demon god is playing with fire and setting himself on fire. It shouldn’t have anything to do with me!”

Hearing this, Zhi Yi clan was quite a bit Didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

He just secretly helped own, and he was obviously this person.

This little girl looks very pleasing, but Zhi Yi is very clear that this is definitely a powerful person.

With such a handy hand, the powerful demon god Jimeng was played to death, which shows that its magical powers.

“Excuse me, is this senior?”

The Zhiyi clan felt a little bit, knowing that Xuechi might be quite similar to the Terran Karma.

“I am a maid under the seat of Patriarch Styx, passing by here!”

“It turned out to be under the seat of the Father!”

Zhi Yi clan got excited and immediately bowed down and thanked him.

Xuechi chuckled: “You human race must never build my idols anymore, otherwise the idols will be destroyed, and if I don’t take action, wouldn’t it be justified?”

After speaking, Xuechi stepped into the void and disappeared.

Zhi Yi was stunned for a while, but he heard the voice of Xue Chi’s words.

After the monsters invaded, she summoned the humans afterwards to account for the losses. She also learned that the flying mosquitoes bestowed by Xuechi showed their power, killed many monsters, and personally took action to slaughter the lizard head monster god.

“The mosquito Daoist is under the seat of the Holy Father, I think it is the Holy Father who thinks about the safety of my human race, and he will send an extra helping hand!”

As a big Luo Jinxian, Zhiyi only knows what Karma said.

Not to mention the supreme existence of the Holy Father, it is the quasi-saint power, and Karma is involved in countless ways when it is shot, and it is not allowed to do it at will.

So and so, it is a great kindness to the human race.

“Holy Father’s Virtue!”

The human races who survived the disaster did not forget to bow down and thank them despite their grief.

At the same time, the Zhiyi clan ordered the construction of Daoist statues of mosquitoes in various parts of the Beiyuan tribe.

Along with the human race kneeling and worshiping, the gods were repaired, and the power of faith was like fireflies, continuously rushing to the snow pool, and also flew to Penglai, and fell into the hands of Styx.

“It’s worthy to be the one chosen by the master, and he really knows it roughly!”

Xuechi observed secretly, and praised the Zhiyi clan’s work to build a god statue.

But in the Styx of Penglai, receiving the belief of this human race, his eyes moved, and he immediately smiled faintly.

The power of faith is like merit, but the more the better!