The alien body rushed north.

So…whatever attracts them is also north?

He took the opportunity to glance at the Natural City located to the west of Xiaowu, and saw that it was obviously wrapped in layers of alien bodies, making it airtight.

Of course, strictly speaking, these mutants are just "passing by."

For a moment, only the Holy City was like a pebble in a turbulent river, standing still in the midst of the disaster.

Amidst the noise and darkness, only above the Holy City of Redemption could the sun still be seen.

This makes Meng Yi stand out even more.

At the same time, he was also confused.

The famine disaster showed no sign of abating. Where exactly is the God of Slaughter?

Doesn't He want any benefit by staying away from here?

Could it be that the deity that caused the famine wasn't the Slaughter God, but... the Blood Priest's god?

Suddenly, Meng Yi had a familiar feeling, and his vision became bleak.

Killing intent locked!

Oh…

Can't help it, are you going to take action?

As this fierce murderous intent erupted, the surging group of mutant bodies suddenly became still for a moment.

Meng Yi looked up following the mysterious connection and saw Wu Tong... no, the God of Slaughter standing proudly in the desolation.

His appearance at this moment was somewhat similar to that outside Li'an City.

It was hideous and ugly, and accompanied by streaks of tragic flames, as if it was consuming extraordinary materials on the scene to replenish its strength.

It seems that Wu Tong is dead...

A flash of enlightenment came to Meng Yi's mind.

Wu Tong is only at the third level. The God of Slaughter's will invading his body and divine power will not cause any abnormal movement in his authority.

As the God of Slaughter revealed himself, a tower of surveillance quickly rose from the ground.

The order belonging to Shacang quickly dominated the surrounding area.

【Those who commit murder are guilty! 】

The chains of order intertwined here, extending towards the god of slaughter.

"snort!"

A cold snort sounded, and a violent hurricane took shape between heaven and earth.

They blew away the chains of order in Shacang and hindered the "executors" of order.

It was the second-level weaver, Cui Lian.

The God of Slaughter had no time to care about Sha Cang, and his murderous intent was still locked on Meng Yi.

Crackling...

Pitch-black lightning intertwined.

A sea of ​​fire stretched across Huang Qianliu's body, causing him to cry out in a low voice:

"Mu Yang!"

At the same time, his heart sank to the bottom.

How can we fight in this situation?

The God of Killing appeared and no one could stop him.

"Commissioner Huang." A mouth appeared in the sea of ​​fire, opening and closing constantly, speaking jokingly.

Behind the sea of ​​fire were two weavers with different expressions.

They lined up in a row, staring eagerly at the Holy City of Redemption.

Occasionally, some ignorant mutants would swoop down and be easily dealt with by this group of people.

"Commissioner Huang, do you want to fight? Or... is this just a misunderstanding?"

The sea of ​​fire suddenly subsided, and his face looked very gentle, yet with an excited temperament. Mu Yang advised sincerely:

"Commissioner Huang, it's impossible to do anything. The best thing to do is to preserve your usefulness."

For him, completing the task assigned by the gods is the most urgent task at this stage.

As for his favorite thing, the passionate battle, he can tolerate it temporarily.

Huang Qianliu knew that moral bottom lines were very flexible and he would probably not refuse.

After all, he who knows the times is a hero.

Sure enough, the other party's expression changed back and forth, and finally he sighed: "You win."

A satisfied smile appeared on Mu Yang's face.

But in the next second, a huge wave suddenly arose in his spiritual world. Before he could transform into an elemental body, Huang Qianliu's figure dissipated like green smoke.

Behind him, a row of weavers were standing there, seemingly not noticing what was happening.

Pitch-black lightning suddenly streaked across the sky, rushing towards the God of Slaughter.