Writing A Book and Becoming A God: The Start is Broken, Driving 100,000 Cultivators Crazy to Chase a

Chapter 664 Another Stratagem

However, in the time of a stick of incense, the fields near the Taihang Mountains were all occupied by this bright and beautiful fairy grass. When you look around, you can see the boundless green grass and sea of ​​flowers. There are no words to describe this pomp,

So many fairy flowers.

I'm afraid it can be enough for the entire ** monk for a hundred years.

Everyone looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you, but no answer came.

Why, so many top-quality fairy grasses suddenly grow here.

And here, there was no sign of a large number of spiritual qi recovering before.

Everything seemed so weird and unimaginable.

It's a pity that such a beautiful scene only lasted for a moment. The fairy grass that covered the mountains and plains had not had time to pick it, and suddenly a strong wind was blowing. A piece of sand and rocks, the field of vision suddenly dimmed, making people unable to see the things in front of them.

There was a smell of decay and death in the air, and the whole world suddenly became silent. When the wind and sand disappeared, the scene in front of them once again shocked them.

The rhizomes of those immortal grasses were wrapped in a kind of black sludge, and soon the rhizomes and leaves showed signs of withering, and shrank quickly, turning into a mass, and then when the wind blew, it quickly dissipated, and the air was blown away. There is still the smell of burning, and the mountains and rivers are empty.

Nothing ever existed, not even a leaf was left, as if what had just happened was just a dream.

The crowd was stunned.

What happened in front of them is really incredible, it seems that they have exhausted what they have learned in their life, and they cannot explain the scene in front of them.

Looking at the land, there is also a certain degree of settlement. The black juice permeates it, exuding the smell of sulfuric acid. I am afraid that such a large area of ​​land will no longer be able to grow any plants in a short period of time.

One of the oldest feng shui masters looked up anxiously, only to see a cloud change, a golden dragon appeared, and the general trend of mountains and rivers presented a complex and strange situation, which made it impossible to judge for a while.

The feng shui master shook his head worriedly.

"I'm afraid, there will be another bizarre upheaval! 99

The wind and waves in the ground finally stopped.

In the wind and waves, there was blood gushing out.

The ghost slowly opened his eyes.

Weary, he stroked his sword.

**Abundant resources, but it seems that this bone is not easy to chew.

He stood up angrily, reluctantly moved his injured legs, and looked at the gods who were barely supporting his body with a malicious look.

Their situation is not much better than that of the ghosts, and they are even a little embarrassed.

The robes are all stained with blood, the armor has been broken, and some skins have deep bone wounds.

Who would have thought that noble gods would care about a kingdom built by mortals.

He sneered.

He fixedly looked at the people who had lost their courage and said, "Do you still want to fight?

The Emperor of Heaven grabbed the dragon pole with all his strength.

He looked at him with angry hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, even though the armor and robe had been stained with a thin layer of blood, his power was still undiminished.

He said loudly and forcefully: "As long as there is still one person in the **** god, you will never be allowed to step into the ****!

"Do you think you young juniors can stop me by staying here like wood?"

Youmo glanced at them contemptuously, a black mist rose under his feet, those gods suddenly had an ominous premonition in their hearts, and hurriedly took a step back, Youmo looked up at the sky, and his face showed an extremely arrogant and contented expression. His expression and body naturally turned into a black mist that slowly drifted away.

Seeing that his body was also blurred, those **** gods were shocked: "Could it be that what's here is just a clone?"

God's face was ashen.

He, who has always been dignified and solemn, showed an extremely depressed look for the first time. His pupils became dull, and he leaned on the pillar in a soul-changing manner, stroking his hands gently, not knowing what he was thinking, as if he only needed to give A little stimulation, he will directly fall.

With the power of 270 of all the gods in the territory, can it be able to stop him?

How terrifying should this guy's true power be?

He took a deep breath and felt a squeezing pain in his chest, and his chest was up and down. After so many years, he tasted the taste of being an ant again.

He deliberately fought them, just to distract them.

In this way, these gods, they don't even know what little tricks this unparalleled devil is doing.

The ghost laughed sharply.

A black mist filled the air.

An island not far from the ** sea line is already approaching frantically.

An island overgrown with plants is moving at a high speed. This scene is very strange at first glance.

In fact, this island was transformed by ghosts.

He looked at the dense population of the coastline with a greedy look on his face.

When he got to the coast, he didn't bother to disguise, he showed his true form and jumped into the sky, only to see a black fog rising up, and anyone who was stained by the black fog turned into a pool of blood.