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Fei Jiao pursed her lips and stared at the dagger stuck in the flesh wall, how could it be useless?

Is it because he showed up to help at the end?Fei Jiao's face darkened, the catastrophe was the same way thousands of years ago, everything he did was futile.

Why, he would rather not be outside of this rubbish order, and would rather be in the reincarnation of the world and face the order rotation with other human beings.

Fei Jiao rescued Tang An with his hands. Tang An rubbed his eyes indiscriminately, and vaguely saw the wall that hadn't changed.

The wall was dusty and blood-oozing, and the uneven surface looked like rotting raw meat.

Only this wall in this room is special, this is the so-called evil god's Achilles' heel.

But why is there no change at all?

Could it really be his own problem, the tears overflowed and hurt the eye sockets.The countless tentacles rushing up to the high platform behind them trembled, as if they were laughing at these overreaching human beings.

Humans cannot defeat gods.

Hearing the trembling sound, Fei Jiao turned his head and flicked his eye knife to scare off the tentacles. He patted Tang An on the shoulder, "You did a good job, it's not your fault."

Fei Jiao put his hands in his pockets, hesitating whether to make a move, when Feng Jiu pinched his earlobe imperceptibly, signaling him not to interfere.

With Fei Jiao around, the tentacles didn't dare to act rashly. They confronted Fei Jiao for a while, and saw blood gurgling from the hole where they came in.

Fei Jiao frowned lightly, and directly cut off a provocative tentacles.

Seeing large pieces of corpses pouring in with blood, Tang An turned his head in a daze, and almost collapsed on the ground when he saw this.

These are servants and soldiers of the palace, as well as many passers-by.

Tang An clenched his fists, how could it be?This monster actually killed so many people!

Tang An turned around and pulled out the dagger, and stabbed it hard against the wall a few times.

"Get out of here! You monster! I must kill you!"

He poked wildly, and the wall he was poked quickly returned to its original shape, as if mocking his incompetence.

Tang An poked desperately, and only took a step back when he heard An Yu's sneer. On the wall, An Yu squeezed out from the carrion.

"Long time no see, little prince."

"Shut up, don't use Brother An Yu's face to say such disgusting things." At this moment, Tang An lost his previous timidity, and stared at him while holding the dagger.

An Yu didn't think this idiot would do anything at all, and laughed, "Really? You called me Brother An Yu all the time before."

"Oh yes, I would also like to thank you idiot for helping me experiment with hungry ghosts and doing a lot of things."

"You have a good gun."

Tang An was furious, but he couldn't refute that he was indeed an idiot before.

After hanging out with Fei Jiao for a long time, the little prince who always liked to scold each other in front of him became somewhat fishy, ​​and without a word, rushed forward with a dagger in his hand, and stabbed him in the head with a knife.

An Yu was complacent, but she didn't expect that the usual good-for-nothing little prince dared to rush up and beat him. He didn't dodge for a while, and actually hit Tang An.

The tentacles that were about to move in an instant surged up like a tide because the mother body was attacked.

Tang An is not bad now, he became more and more courageous as he fought, he rushed up to An Yu again regardless of his back.

"Trash!" An Yu yelled, covering her face.

Fei Jiao applauded while watching the play. Although he couldn't hurt An Yu, humans could.

His eyes were on An Yu's injured head.That's right, Tang An has the ability to hurt the evil god, but why is it useless to stick a dagger into the wall?

Before he could think about it, a turbid black mist emerged from An Yu's body, her body suddenly rose up, her face was hideous, and she turned into the same appearance as the mutant mermaid statue.

Naturally, Tang An couldn't resist his blow, and was thrown away. Before being thrown away, he gritted his teeth and threw the dagger out, and threw it on the wall of the death hole.

Not reconciled, he wanted to try again.

However, the reality is cruel, and nothing has changed.

Tang An rolled on the platform, and was about to fall off the high platform, Fei Jiao stepped forward and grabbed him.

With a flash of sight, Tang An was hanging on the high platform. He looked back awkwardly, only to see the whole room covered in blood, and countless tentacles wrapped around corpses emerging from the water like small trees, showing off and showing off their might.

Tang An gasped, he was useless.

The palace has fallen, and soon, the entire empire will fall one after another.

Ada, who was separated by a few corridors, was also at the end of her battle, and she knelt on the ground with her long sword in regret for her Bianhua.

Fengdu was in chaos, and the empire suffered two catastrophes in just a few months.

On the huge chessboard in the endless void, Reversi is shimmering. This is a game where the heaven and the earth are the board, and the future destiny of mankind is the bet.

The direction of the chess game between words will determine everything.

"You are really going to lose." The person in the coffin said again.

When the evil god came, Feng couldn't take care of himself, and the humans in the empire had no follow-up.

The rise and fall of human beings only needs a word from God.

Feng Jiu was flipping a sunspot in his hand, when suddenly the sunspot disappeared, he looked towards the opposite side with his chin resting on his cheek.

"Really?" He suddenly laughed out loud, "Will you take a closer look?"

As soon as he finished speaking, another sunspot loomed on the chess piece representing Tang An and the others.

This sunspot is different from the others, it is empty, like an extra chess piece out of thin air.

The man in the coffin was silent for a while, "It's useless, no one can change the established facts, no matter how you change the time."

"It seems that you have forgotten what I taught you. Everything is man-made. Everything is unknown. Even God cannot predict the future."

While talking here, Tang An faced An Yu's attack as soon as he was pulled up by Fei Jiao.

An Yu's flying tentacles exploded, and she raised her hand to grab Tang An's neck. Tang An struggled, only to get An Yu's wanton laughter.

Fei Jiao was about to make a move, when suddenly he seemed to sense something, subconsciously turned his head and saw the puppet jumping up onto the high platform nimbly, with its big fluffy tail flying, and around its neck was the bell that Fei Jiao had hung with his own hands before he set off.

Why is the puppet here?

Fei Jiao paused, then turned his head to see the evil deity An Yu screaming in pain, and Tang An, who was wrapped in tentacles, couldn't care less, and threw it directly behind him.

Behind him, Liu Ershao was lying on the wall covered in blood, and was holding another dagger into the wall.

The wall began to collapse and melt, An Yu screamed, all the tentacles shook wildly, and screamed at a high frequency.

Fei Jiao's eyes lit up, and he saw the two daggers stuck on the wall, one high and one low.

It turned out that there was only one dagger left, and it took two daggers to destroy it.

He knew that Jiujiu's words could not go wrong.

He has nothing to do here, so Fei Jiao found a clean place to sit cross-legged.

Tang An helped Second Young Master Liu up, and the two looked at the collapsing temple and smiled at each other, wishing they could hug each other and cry.

Those two cowards actually saved the world.

An Yu's evil deification slowly faded as the tentacles fell, and he looked at his hands and screamed.

"This is impossible, what did you do?!"

As long as the faith is still in him, it will not disappear, even if he is hit to death, his power will not disappear.

Must be something these people did!

Where are his followers?

Watching the statue of the evil mermaid on the top of the palace collapse, the blond doctor kissed a wooden mermaid sculpture in his hand. Following his movements, the wooden mermaid sculpture changed into the appearance of the Bianhua sculpture in the center of Fengdu Grand Square in a trance.

You're dying of laughter, what kind of god is a god who can't even make a mistake about what a god looks like.

They replaced the mermaid wood carvings with wood and stone a long time ago and carved a batch of defective Bianhua statues. In this matter, Tang Lin ordered a batch of replacement targets from the wood and stone by mistake, and made a great contribution.

Ada tossed the Bianhua wood carvings up and down, and flung his blood-stained white coat. Even though there were a lot of scars on his body, it still didn't prevent him from brushing off his clothes.

The siren, whose silver mermaid pendant was crushed behind him, suddenly woke up from a trance, and took a step forward.

"Second child."

Ada paused, turned her head slightly, squeezed her eyes towards them, and blew a kiss.

"Greetings to you."

After the words fell, he disappeared into the darkness again.

At this time in Fengdu, the tentacles of the evil god are attacking the little ghosts wantonly with the help of people visiting Fengdu, but the little ghosts are oppressed by the so-called gods, and none of them can hold their heads up.

Just as he was about to fight for his life, he saw the well-trained marshal in Fengdu rushing out leading a group of elites. They have improved a lot compared to before, and even they can fight back and forth against the foreign army.

It's also half a monster.

With their support, another group of wooden kites flew in the air. Small stones and small trees were hanging on the leading wooden kites. They turned over and threw out a bunch of wooden and stone baubles. Shake your head and come alive.

Zhang San also carried a big bag, which contained the soybeans he had recently harvested, and began to scatter the soybeans wildly.

When the soybeans fell to the ground, they turned into soldiers in armor and rushed out.

Yuan Li is even more insane. Anyone who sees a tentacle that loses his appetite when he goes offline to rest and drink water can still feel better. The most important thing is that his captain is gone!

The only living person in their team had disappeared, which was simply jumping across his bottom line.

Qian Zhuang even took advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune, turned into a weapons dealer, and rented out his collection of bronze wares for many satisfied treasures.

Then a short-eyed tentacle rushed out and threw a porcelain cup at him.

Qian Zhuang changed his face instantly, grabbed his sword and rushed out.

Chang Qing and Ms. Fan have also learned a lot of self-defense techniques recently, and they happened to use them, and a few tentacles were fighting anxiously, just like seeing Qian Zhuang pulling weeds, sweeping them all the way.

Ms. Fan was stunned, "It's amazing."

Chang Qing waved his whip silently, without any anxiety on his face.

The current Fengdu is different from the Fengdu that was almost destroyed by a group of evil spirits back then.

The current Fengdu is indestructible.

As long as they are still there, they will never break through.

In the void, the people in the coffin fell silent.

Feng Jiu laughed presumptuously, a large cloud of black mist was thrown out, and the red-faced ghost's face was infinitely enlarged in the black mist, and the aura of the ruler of the underworld suddenly appeared.

He raised his hand and overturned the chessboard, the chess pieces were flying, Feng Jiu lowered his voice.

"You never won in the first place."

The war is won by the Inhumans.

"I told you a long time ago, don't be superior, focus on strength and weakness, and underestimate all things, they are stronger than you think."

The man in the coffin didn't take it seriously, "Teacher is worthy of being a teacher, he can see everything clearly."

"But," he said intentionally or unintentionally, "my strength makes me rule the underworld, doesn't it?"

With a flash of Feng Jiu's figure, he moved to the top of the coffin, raised his hand to press it down, and half-closed his eyes.

"That's for you."

With force in his hands, he fastened the slit coffin tightly, "Go back to me."

Don't get in his way of making money.

The man's voice changed, and the moment the coffin was buckled, he shouted: "It's useless if you win, the blood of the thing you care about is still broken—"

Feng Jiu sneered, "You think too much."