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The envoy of the altar turned his head and saw the fog in the farthest distance, which was less than two or three kilometers away, and it was about to swallow the group of yurts gathered in the distance.

"Go! Save people first!"

Without saying a word, the envoy of the altar rushed towards the direction of the group of yurts, pulling the golden body Arhat beside him.

When the two arrived at the group of yurts, the tumbling mist had engulfed more than half of the yurts. Sha Wujing, acting as a rainbow light, quickly shuttled through the remaining yurts to rescue the people. A look of struggle emerged.

A mortal who has never practiced before falls into the mist and can survive for at most twenty breaths...

In this fog, there should still be many people alive, and there is not much time left for him.

The envoy of the altar clenched his teeth tightly, his heart froze, and he slammed into the tumbling mist.

The mist full of deathly silence quickly ate away the faint Buddha light around him, but within three breaths, the foundation of his divine power loosened, and his face was extremely ugly.

Sure enough, as the three golden immortals said, this mist has a natural restraint effect on divine power, and if it goes on like this, it will only be a very short period of time for him to fall into the divine state.

Enduring the severe pain, he sniffed the air, rushed into a yurt, rescued two dying herdsmen, and sent them out of the mist with a magical technique, then went down to the yurt again rush away.

At this moment, he seemed to have noticed something, and his body shook violently.remember URL

In the surrounding mist, several huge and strange monsters are rapidly approaching here.

The Buddha's light around him was already extremely weak, and the operation of divine power was also intermittent, and it was a little difficult to even activate the magical method. He tried many times to send the people out of the fog, but all ended in failure.

"Go to the **** altar messenger! In this fog, it is useless at all!"

He let out a low growl, and the previous idea came to his mind, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, he suddenly raised his right hand, and slapped towards his heavenly spirit!

boom--!

There was a muffled sound in his throat, and the looming Buddha light around him collapsed automatically, and his realm collapsed from the divine realm, and directly fell to the peak of the "Klein" realm.

At the same time, a gust of evil wind roared out of his body, his figure rapidly swelled up, and turned into a black wild boar the size of a mountain. He let out a loud roar, and his eyes were red like blood.

In an instant, the strong power of the demon poured out like a blowout.

At the juncture of life and death, he chose to abolish the god realm and turn mortals into demons!

From this moment on, he is no longer the envoy of the West Heaven Purification Altar, but the terrifying monster who dominated the world thousands of years ago.

Zhu Bajie opened his mouth wide, and a gust of evil wind gushed out from nothingness, and directly dragged the unconscious herdsmen in the dozens of yurts on the ground into the huge pig's mouth, then turned around suddenly, and hurried towards the mist Run outside!

From the moment he turned into a demon, the threat to him from the rolling mist dropped sharply. Although it was still corroding his body, it was much better than before.

This fog is targeting the gods?

Just as Zhu Bajie was running wildly and thinking, more than a dozen black giant shadows emerged from the mist behind him, and joined hands to kill it!

This place is within the mist, a world where "mysteries" are raging. The appearance of such a striking demonic aura immediately attracted the attention of a lot of "mysteries" around.

Zhu Bajie, who has fallen into the realm, has a lot of herdsmen in his mouth at the moment, and he has no intention of fighting against them in the mist. He just uses his body to resist their attacks, but within a moment, his body is riddled with holes!

At this moment, a ray of light rapidly enlarged in front of his eyes.

That is an angry Buddhist King Kong!

"Second Senior Brother! Go away! I'll stop them for you!"

The golden body Arhat Sha Wujing let out a low growl, braved the surrounding fog, and forcibly fought with the dozen or so "mysterious" "Klein" realm peaks.

The Buddha's light surged in Sha Wujing's palm. He tore apart several "mysterious" bodies with his bare hands, but the pitch-black mist was like a god-killing monster, constantly eating away at the foundation of the divine power in his body. The Buddha's light around him It is getting weaker and weaker, and the godhead is also crumbling.

Seeing the golden body Arhat gradually submerged in the mist, the eyes of the huge pig demon were extremely red. Its huge body rushed out of the mist, staggered for hundreds of meters on the snowy field, and then fell headfirst to the ground. The earth trembled slightly.

With its mouth open, a large number of surviving herdsmen fell to the ground with the evil wind, and the pig demon's body shrank rapidly, returning to its own appearance.

Zhu Bajie was wearing a Buddhist robe riddled with holes. His belly, which was originally white and fat, was now covered with bloodstains. There was a hideous gash in his waist and abdomen, where blood flowed into a river, and he could vaguely see the stomach and intestines churning.

He stared at the red eyes, stood up with difficulty, held a silver nine-tooth rake with one hand, turned into a stream of light and rushed into the mist again.

"Old Sha! Hold on!"

……

Boom-! !

Dou Zhanfo fell with another stick, crushing several "mysteries" that rushed out of the mist into pieces. At this moment, his heart skipped a beat, and he froze in place.

At the southwest border, the two pillars of divine power that hadn't appeared for a long time finally shot up into the sky, and the last two monuments of the national town have been completed.

The walls of miracles are intertwined and connected with each other, turning into a giant barrier with no dead ends, completely resisting the tumbling mist outside the border. Several "mysteries" emerged from the mist, as if they wanted to rush into the territory of Great Xia, but were caught The wall of miracles, which has reached perfection, firmly blocks it.

The entire western border had already fallen into dead silence. In the endless wind and snow, only Dou Victory Buddha was left holding a golden cudgel, standing quietly with Lin Qiye beside him.

"Idiot, Lao Sha..."

Dou Zhanfo gave a murmur, and powerful divine power rolled out of his body. He turned into a streak of light, and galloped towards the snowy field on the southwest side at high speed.

Seeing this, Lin Qiye had a bad premonition in his heart, and he followed closely behind in a somersaulting cloud.

Soon, a corner of the fog that was isolated inside the wall of miracles appeared in front of the two of them.

The wall of miracles completed halfway separated the fog that had already rushed into the territory of Great Xia, and lost the influx of subsequent fog. Now this corner of the fog is like a cloud of turbid fog, gradually dissipating in the air Come.

There are "mysterious" corpses all over the ground, piled up on the barren snow field. From a rough look, there are as many as thirty or forty.

In front of those corpses, a blood-stained figure was kneeling weakly in front of a corpse, and the gurgling blood flowed out from his intestines, smearing a large amount of blood red.