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

Chapter 147

“what!”

The Mosquitoes are just a mortal. At this time, they were attacked by the Snake Head Demon God, frightened and panicked, but they had nothing to do.

“Father bless! Daoist bless the mosquitoes!”

At a critical moment, he can only pray in his heart.

But seeing blood and light surging in the void, countless flying mosquitoes appeared out of thin air, converging into a wall, blocking the attack of the snake head demon god.

“what!”

The snakehead demon god took a bite, and he was ready to taste the deliciousness of the human race, but he never wanted to bite a mosquito, his mouth was full of bitterness.

What’s more terrible is that those flying mosquitoes that weren’t killed immediately began to backlash.

The scaly skin of the Snakehead Demon God can be described as indestructible, but these flying mosquitoes can directly bite his flesh and blood through the gaps in the scaly armor.

In an instant, the snake head demon god felt the bite of thousands of mosquitoes, and it was very itchy.

The most frightening thing was that his flesh and blood and energy were being quickly swallowed and lost, and his Cultivation Base began to turmoil.

“No! What Ghost is this!”

The snake head demon god was wrapped in a black mosquito and wailed in anger and pain.

Seeing this, the mosquitoes couldn’t help but exclaimed: “The mosquitoes left by the mosquito Daoist really protect my human race!”

Just a few breaths.

The flying mosquitoes dispersed, and the snake head demon god of the Da Luo Jinxian Cultivation Base had been sucked up, leaving only a layer of shriveled skin!

When the monsters around saw this scene, they were immediately shocked.

That was a demon god who died so miserably? !

Without giving them too much time to shock, these flying mosquitoes dispersed after devouring the snake head demon god, attacking other monster races.

Even the snakehead demon god of Daluo Jinxian died so tragically, those demon races with a lower Cultivation Base Realm are simply doomed to escape.

“Beware of flying mosquitoes!”

The demons were terrified.

The number of these flying mosquitoes is staggering, and ordinary treasure weapon blades are invalid. Once they are entangled, they will be swallowed up instantly.

When the human race saw this, he couldn’t help laughing: “Okay! You demons cannibalize my human race, and now you can taste the taste of being reduced to his population’s food!”

“Huh! Don’t panic!”

Among the three demon gods who came to the Beiyuan tribe, there was one with a red skin and a lizard head.

When the lizard head demon god noticed the ravages of the flying mosquitoes, he breathed out a kind of demon fire and burned a large number of flying mosquitoes to death.

“What mosquito Daoist, what flying mosquito, but you!”

The lizard head demon god kept spitting out demon fire, burning a large number of flying mosquitoes on the battlefield, and couldn’t help but feel complacent.

But in his heart, he was very afraid.

The snakehead demon god didn’t use all of his magical powers before being swallowed by flying mosquitoes.

If it weren’t for his demon fire to restrain this kind of flying mosquitoes, I am afraid that the demon race who came here today would be eaten up!

Thinking of this, the lizard head demon god couldn’t help feeling a lot of hatred for the mosquito Daoist in the mouth of the human race.

He was swift and fierce, grabbing the previously laughing human race and approaching the Daoist idol.

“Huh, this is the mosquito Daoist who shelters you? Look good! Any existence that blocks our monster race will end up like this!”

With that said, the lizard head demon god stomped fiercely, smashing the head of the mosquito Daoist idol.

The next moment, he stretched out his hand to smash the human head like a watermelon, then laughed wildly.

The fierceness of the monster race is full.

Seeing this scene, the human races were angry at the same time, they were all terrified.

“court death!”

At this moment, there was turmoil in the surrounding space, and a petite and exquisite figure walked out of it, with an angry look on its young face.

This young girl was as white as blood, with a peerless face, with six blood-permeable wings on her back. It was the snow pool.

At this moment, the breath of Snow Pool Cultivation Base broke out completely, and the Blood Qi surging into the sea behind him was amazing.

“Quasi saint!?”

Seeing this, the lizard head demon god was shocked, “Where are you, Sacred!”

He never expected that in the Northern Plains tribe of this human race, a quasi-saint might appear out of thin air.

Xuechi stared at the lizard head demon god, sullen flashed in his eyes:

“I am the mosquito Daoist in your mouth!”

Originally, Xuechi did not intend to take action after giving the flying mosquitoes according to Fuxi’s account.

Unexpectedly, this monster race blatantly attacked and burned a large number of flying mosquitoes.

Not to mention that he is believed by the mosquito clan and gained the power of faith, which can be regarded as Karma.

Being so offended by this little Da Luo Jinxian, if he didn’t make a move at this time, and it was passed out in the future, wouldn’t it be a scandal of Penglai and the master?

“what!?”

The lizard head demon god paled in shock, only then did he notice that the image of Xuechi was the same as the deity he had trampled on.

If he knew that smashing this idol would attract the quasi-saint power, he could not wait to chop off his own leg!

It’s just a done deal, he can only face it.

The lizard head demon said with a gloomy expression: “Daoist senior, Junior doesn’t know your supernatural powers, how offended you are, but also look at Haihan.”

“It’s okay.”

Xuechi laughed instead of anger when he heard the words.

Just after the Lizard Head Demon God breathed a sigh of relief, his face suddenly changed drastically.

“It’s not an offense if you use your head against it!”

Xuechi’s voice fell in his ears, almost like a urging sound.

Upon hearing this, the lizard head demon god panicked and angered:

“I am a demon god of the demon race, if you kill me, you will not be afraid to bear the anger of Heaven Court?”

Xuechi smiled more brilliantly upon hearing this:

“I am the maid under the seat of Patriarch Styx. If Emperor Jun is dissatisfied, he can come to Penglai to ask for an explanation!”

Before he finished his words, he saw the blood-colored ribbon of Xuechi Festival, entwining the lizard head demon god like a snake.

The lizard head demon god is no more than the Daluo Jinxian Cultivation Base, and cannot resist at all in front of the snow pond magical powers.

“what!”

Accompanied by a scream, the head of the lizard demon god was smashed into pieces by the space of the snow pond, and all his flesh and blood was swallowed up.

After sucking up the demon god, Xuechi licked his lips, his eyes flashed with bloody spirits, and whispered in a voice that only he could hear:

“I haven’t eaten meat for so long, I am really hungry…”

When the surrounding human races saw that Xuechi was showing great power, they slaughtered the lizard head and the demon god in a blink of an eye.

As for those monster races, they fled in shock.

Even the lizard head demon god can’t fight it for a turn, and these little monsters are probably not enough to squeeze their teeth!

the other side.

The Zhiyi clan is fighting fiercely with the demon god Jimeng.

Ji Meng is a dragon scale battle armor, defense is unmatched, ordinary Magic Treasures, the sea steel fork in his hand is a high-grade spirit treasure, and its similarity is extremely consistent, the power is also unmatched.

Under the continuous slashing, the weaving silk that Zhiyi’s metamorphosed was broken every inch, and his body was gradually injured.

“The demon god Jimeng is so terrifying!”

The Zhiyi clan did not expect that he possessed the knitting needles of the Lingbao Knitting Needle, which is also the Cultivation Base of the Daluo Jinxian, but he was trying to fall into the trap.

This is also natural. It has been a long time since Jimeng has been able to rank among the top ten demon gods. As the power of the demon race, is it comparable to the ordinary Luo Jinxian?

What Zhiyi clan didn’t know was that if it was an ordinary Daluo Jinxian, he might not be able to resist it for a moment in front of Ji Meng.

And she was able to make Ji Meng feel difficult, and in the Da Luo Jinxian, she was already considered good.

At this moment, feeling the two demon gods of the same group have fallen successively, Ji Meng couldn’t help but feel gloomy on the ground.

Di Jun said that this trip was extremely dangerous, but he never thought it would be so dangerous.

“There must be a quick fight!”

Thinking of this, Ji Meng roared, and a Movement Technique force Cultivation Base poured on the Naohai Steel Fork, slammed into Zhiyi’s heart.

This fork is extremely fast, with the law of surging water lingering on it, terrifying power, and chasing the quasi-sage, which can be called the limit of Da Luo!