Wang Yan: "..."

Watching the rice bucket go away, Wang Yan stood there in a daze, speechless for a moment.

This idiot was running in such a hurry that before Wang Yan could sit firmly, he had already disappeared.

"Forget it, I'll be seriously ill if I count on a dog!"

Wang Yan sighed and could only run away by himself.

After all, his speed was not too slow. After locking the target direction, he directly opened the way with Italian artillery.

Between two points, a straight line is the shortest.

Wang Yangao is a mess in mathematics, but he is still very good in primary school mathematics.

Boom!

The fart sound of the rice bucket is getting farther and farther, and the fart sound of Wang Yan...

No, it was the roar of Italian artillery that kept ringing out.

Mine, dung nest.

There is no disgusting stench, no pungent smell of blood, not even a feeling of dampness and suffocation.

Fresh, clean and spotless.

It was as if it had been carefully cleaned dozens of times, and no corner was spared.

Corresponding to the clean air, there is chaos everywhere.

Countless corpses piled up in mountains, shriveled and yellow, like fallen leaves in early winter.

These are the corpses of Japanese slaves. They were killed by unknown poison and lived together here.

All the energy and blood in the corpse were sucked dry, and the soul was also extracted.

The evil sacrifice has already reached a critical point.

In the huge open space in front of the dung nest, an altar about ten meters high and about ten meters in diameter was built at an unknown time.

The blood energy condenses into a ball, and the scarlet color illuminates the surroundings.

The invisible soul has been compressed and can be vaguely seen with the naked eye.

"Jiligulu, my hometown is..."

Chaotic sounds echoed around, giving off a strange and evil smell.

This is a curry man from the Mughal Kingdom who is best at turning food into shit.

No matter what kind of food, after passing through his hands, the result is the same.

As for why you don’t just eat shit, maybe you enjoy the process of cooking!

"It will be successful soon! The door to heaven will be opened by me!"

The perverted tone of voice sent chills all over the body, even the queen of Snow White's world couldn't compare to him.

The curry man's eyes were bloodshot, his expression was ferocious, and his gaze was fanatical.

He wants to tear apart the tough space of the main plane and open the door to heaven.

There is Mount Kailasa, the residence of Shiva, one of the three main gods of the Mughal Kingdom.

Shiva has the same status as the other two main gods Fentian and Vishnu. In the legend of the Indian Poison Cult, Shiva is in charge of both creation and destruction. He is a god who is powerful enough to destroy and recreate the whole world.

According to the rules of the main plane and the level of cultivation determined by the Yanhuang Empire, Shiva's combat power can barely reach the level of the Lord of the Red Sun, and there is even a more than 90% chance of being instantly killed by the Lord of the Red Sun.

You must know that the Lord of the Red Sun is a god born in the depths of the Demonic Abyss. He has reached the pinnacle of gods as soon as he came into the world - the true god!

The power of the Demonic Abyss is something that even Wang Yi, Xiang Tianliang and other powerful men from the Yanhuang Empire find difficult. The Lord of the Red Sun can fight against endless Demonic Abyss guards, which shows how powerful he is.

This is indeed the case. A mere fragment of the Godhead can resist the aura of the Demonic Abyss that can destroy a world. If the Lord of the Red Sun is at its peak, it is estimated that it can kill hundreds of gods throughout the Seal Poison Sect.

all over.

This curry man tried to open a space passage to Mount Kailasa and allow Shiva to descend to the main plane, but the probability of success was almost zero.

Because the so-called sacred Mount Kailasa is actually within the Yanhuang Empire.

In the western theater, Mount Kailash is the legendary Mount Kailasa of the Indian Poison Sect.

If there really was a Shiva, he would be under the command of the Yanhuang Empire.

The Yanhuang Empire has always had a very repulsive, even hostile, attitude toward gods.

When the Ice God and the Fire God in the Black Ice Realm entered the main plane with the help of the stick's body, they were discovered by Wang Yi and killed directly.

If Shiva really lived in Mount Kailash, he would have been blocked at the door of his house by Wang Yi and others.

Under such a premise, it is difficult to say where the space channel opened by Curry Man is connected to and what is coming.

Stab!

A tearing sound suddenly sounded, and the space was broken open.

It was extremely dark, and there seemed to be thick smoke billowing in it.

At first glance, it looks like an upright mouth.

"It's done!"

A look of surprise appeared on Curry Man's face, and he hurriedly threw in the condensed energy, blood and soul.

Ouch!

A dull roar came from inside, and the expression on Curry Man's face instantly turned into madness.

The space channel has been opened, and the things inside are about to arrive.

As for where the passage leads to and what the advantages of coming are, they are meaningless at this moment.

But one thing is certain, the passage connected is definitely not the Mount Kailasa in the legend of Indian Poison Sect, and what descends is definitely not Shiva, one of the three main gods.

boom!

A muffled sound exploded suddenly, black and white energy pillars shattered the stone wall, and Wang Yan finally arrived.

"It's still too late!"

Looking at the dark crack and what came out of it, Wang Yan's brows suddenly knitted into a big knot.

As expected, the things summoned are indeed tricky.

Not only is it tricky, it’s also tentacled!

That's right, it's the tentacle!

It is about ten meters long, the thickest part is two meters in diameter, and the thinnest part is almost half a meter.

The surface is covered with suction cups, and in the middle of the suction cups are three rings of fine teeth.

This thing seems to be able to scare people with trypophobia out, and its lethality is even more terrifying.

"What's going on? Summoned a tentacle? Isn't this a Japanese woman's favorite? Why is Curry Man so good at this?"

Jin Zi spoke like a tiger or a wolf when he opened his mouth, which made Wang Yan feel a little embarrassed.

"It should be that the power of the sacrifice is not enough, and only a part of the body can be sent over. Or the space turbulence is too strong, and only this small part can be successfully delivered."

Wang Yan summoned the spicy sword and was ready for battle.

Although it only has one tentacle, its strength is extremely terrifying.

As soon as Wang Yan approached, his senses began to warn him frantically.

"A mere attack by a demon-breeding creature can have such power."

Wang Yan's expression was very solemn.

He had seen the demonic abyss-breeding creature before, but compared to this one, it was nothing, not even one percent better.

I thought that after practicing until now, even if I couldn't kill the more powerful Demon Abyss Guards, I should be able to kill a few Demon Abyss Breeding Creatures.

However, the reality is very cruel. The gap between the Demon Abyss guards and the breeders is too huge, and the latter also have levels.

The one I saw in Snow White's world was probably the lowest level of trash.

And the tentacle in front of me belongs to the upper-middle or top level.

If there was no spicy sword, Wang Yan would definitely be cautious and never confront it head-on.

But now, there are not so many scruples.

"kill!"

Wang Yan shouted angrily and rushed forward.

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