Gray energy rushed out of the Chinese army's tent, and all human tribes were alarmed.
Chong Lao smelled some familiar scent. He was the first to rush out of the barracks. He grabbed a handful of the gray air flowing around him and brought it to his nose to distinguish it carefully. He couldn't help but waved his hand and sighed: "Yao Hou Daneng... I am the only one among the young people from the human race!"
Although he didn't know how Ji Hao did it, Chong Lao had already discerned the poisonous nature of the 'natural disaster' in the gray air. Compared with the crazy and wanton attacks of the most primitive 'natural disaster', the 'natural disaster' in the gray air Liudu has become gentle and obedient, and will not cause harm wantonly.
The poison "natural disaster" has been tamed by people, but based on his many years of experience in cultivating voodoo, Chong Lao found that the toxicity of the "natural disaster" poison in the gray air has increased a lot out of thin air, and once it attacks, it will become even more cruel and vicious. , it can be said that the winner is hopeless.
What's even more frightening is that the gray gas is not only filled with 'natural disaster' poisons, but is also mixed with tens of thousands of strange and bizarre plague poisons.
The smell of these plagues is weird, very different from the various plague toxins collected by the Witch Palace over the years, but each type of plague is overbearing and has terrifying lethality once it breaks out. Tens of thousands of plague poisons were mixed together, and Mr. Chong estimated with some trepidation that even if the ancient medicine god Shennong was reborn, it would be difficult to dispel this horrific plague in the gray air.
"These water monsters are in trouble!" Chong Lao and a group of medicine witches and poison witches from the Witch Palace hurriedly ran towards the city wall, wanting to observe the damage caused by the gray energy to the water monster army for the first time.
The city wall was suddenly crowded with curious human warriors. They tried their best to look far away and looked in the direction of the water demon army.
There were also many curious human warriors who rode their flying mounts into the sky and slowly approached the water demon army on the east and west sides.
The gray gas formed a high east-west wall across the water, stretching tens of thousands of miles in the blink of an eye.
If the God of Plague Banner was an ordinary treasure, with Yu Mu's current strength, even if he received the silent inheritance, it would be difficult for him to spread the gray energy too far, let alone maintain the existence of the high wall transformed by the gray energy.
Fortunately, the countless plague locusts flying out of the Plague God's Banner are living creatures, and they do not need the support of Yu Mu's magic power. Wherever the plague locusts go, vast amounts of gray gas are constantly ejected from the gas holes on both sides of the plague locust's body, so the gray gas is everywhere. The high wall of transformation is getting longer and longer, the height is getting higher and higher, and a large amount of gray gas is integrated into the water, spreading rapidly along the surging water.
Among the vast army of water monsters, a giant swordfish with a body length of hundreds of feet swayed rapidly through the gray mist. He faintly felt that there were some small things attached to his body. He immediately transformed into a human form with his hands. He touched his body vigorously.
After groping for a long time, the giant swordfish monster couldn't find anything wrong. He scratched his head in confusion and muttered in a low voice: "What the hell? Well, when did this gray gas appear?"
Amidst the "crack" sound, the giant swordfish monster just scratched his head, and his nails scratched his originally tough scalp, scratching a large piece of flesh to pieces. The nails and the hard skull rubbed against each other, making an unpleasant friction sound.
A few giant swordfish demons barely transformed into human form, but still covered with scales and still had fish heads. They looked at the giant swordfish demon in horror and shouted in a hissing voice: "Grandpa, your head is broken. My head is bleeding!"
The Giant Swordfish Demon was stunned. He put down his hand and looked at the blood dripping on his hand, feeling a little dizzy in his head.
He had never felt this way before. As a giant demon with a strength comparable to that of the Witch Emperor, he had never even had a fever or cold. It was even less likely that he would suffer from cold sweats, heart palpitations and convulsions.
So the Giant Swordfish Monster put aside the dizzy problem, looked at the blood on his palms and asked puzzledly: "Could it be that who cursed me? Cursed me to bleed all over my head? But that's not right either!"
The Giant Swordfish Demon lowered his head and looked at a black jade talisman hanging on his waist. This was a witch talisman made by the witch priests of various tribes in the Northern Wilderness. It was specially used to guard against the mysterious witchcraft and spells of the witch priests of the human tribe alliance. .
The fact that there is no movement in the jade talisman proves that he has not been cursed to death. Shouldn't he bleed
Several swordfish demons suddenly swayed, and one of the swordfish demons murmured to himself: "Why do I feel so cold... Tsk, it's cold from the cracks in my bones, ah, the extreme winter night in the world of Bipanluo" It’s even colder.”
The great swordfish demon began to sway violently, then he opened his mouth and vomited. At first, he vomited out a lot of sardines that he had hunted and devoured in the morning. Soon he began to vomit gastric juice with a strange smell. After just a few breaths, he began to vomit blood in large mouthfuls.
"Hey, you brats!" The Giant Swordfish Demon was stunned. He pointed at a few 'young men' in his clan, wondering what the hell they were doing.
Two more swordfish monsters suddenly shook their bodies. They held their bellies and screamed at the top of their lungs. Their stomachs were thundering, and soon they were sitting on the water with diarrhea. Along with the loud "Puff" sound, they also sprayed out a large amount of filth first, and then the blood flowed non-stop.
The remaining swordfish demons were suffering from high fevers, and large and small red pustules appeared on their faces. The pustules grew rapidly, and then burst rapidly, leaking out a large amount of yellow water.
As the pustules grew, several big monsters fell down weakly, and then vomiting, diarrhea and other problems appeared on them at the same time. In just one cup of tea, several strong monsters became violently dehydrated. , looking so thin that he was out of shape.
The giant swordfish monster opened his mouth, and he suddenly felt the strong death energy around him.
He turned around in shock and saw that in the army of water demons, the giant demons with the strength of the Witch Emperor like him were still safe for the time being. The giant demons with the strength of the Witch King had fallen down in large numbers and were floating on the water one by one. The upper body groaned and twitched, and the water monsters below the level of the Witch King showed their original shapes in large areas, floating on the water with their white bellies turned over.
At a glance, thousands of miles of water are covered with the white bellies of the aquatic tribe that died suddenly.
The air was filled with a strong fishy smell, and a large number of pustules and abscesses appeared on many white bellies. The bodies of the water monsters were rotting rapidly, and a large amount of filthy pus and blood were mixed into the water. Those water monsters who were originally safe encountered these Pus, blood, and various strange symptoms quickly appeared on their bodies.
"God, what's wrong with this?" The Giant Swordfish Demon screamed in horror. Suddenly, his intestines were stirring in his stomach, and he was hit by indescribable colic. Even though he was strong and powerful, the pain was still painful before his eyes. As soon as it went dark, tears flowed out in pain.
But his tears were red - all the blood vessels in his eyes were broken for no reason, and a large amount of blood mixed with tears continued to flow out.
Big monsters fell one after another, and the water monsters who were far less powerful than them fell. The endless numbers of water monsters and ordinary water tribes died suddenly on the spot.
Three hours later, the Dongyi archers galloped across the sky, and everywhere they passed was a field of white dead fish and shrimps!
(End of chapter)