Chapter 427

The catfish-like demon general saw Lin Dong and the others coming out and was still laughing:

"We should really let these humans know what to provoke and what not to provoke. But it doesn't matter, they will soon be in my stomach!"

He looked at Lu Qian with greed: "It just so happens that I like human women the most. They are delicate and tender, just delicious!"

Lu Qian took out a white bow and arrow with a cold look, pulled it open, and aimed it at the catfish demon general.

The catfish demon general did not realize the seriousness of the situation until a superior god rose warrior appeared behind her, swung its branches, and gave Lu Qian a series of blessings.

The catfish demon general's expression suddenly changed, "Damn it!"

The whole body exploded backwards.

He now felt the pressure, the pressure of death!

Even if he retreated, Lu Qian's divine power still locked him—and the other demons!

He was terrified, "Wait, wait, I was just joking, you can—"

Whoosh!

A flash of white light.

In an instant, the catfish demon general was pierced, and the arrow shot out from his body, turning into two arrows, piercing the two demon soldiers closest to the demon general, and then dispersed into four arrows, piercing the surrounding demon soldiers.

Being pierced by this arrow, the magic crystal is shattered, and there is no doubt that you will die!

Those demon soldiers were frightened and scattered.

But arrows flew out one by one, shooting out, and as many as there were, they were killed.

Moreover, they completely locked the demons, and the Phantom Bear Clan escorted by the demons was unharmed.

The situation reversed in an instant, and those weak gods who were already desperate were ecstatic.

“Hurry up and leave!”

Lu Qian said, and the words were translated into the languages ​​of various tribes by Morning Glory. Those weak gods immediately returned to the spaceship and immediately turned back to escape from here. They will tell other tribes not to come here, because the angels have gone crazy!

“Huh? Humans! How dare you kill these demons!?”

The upper gods of the Hundred Eyes Tribe did not feel sorry for the death of the demons, but they were united and wanted to do something big. If the matter was done, a new God King would be born in the Angels and the Hundred Eyes Tribe, so things here can only succeed, not fail!

As he shouted, light flashed in his hundred eyes, and his fellow tribesmen who were proficient in the eye language instantly understood what he meant: attack suddenly and kill them all in one blow!

They aimed their hundred eyes at Lu Qian, Lin Dong and other members of the Celestial God Group, releasing the power of their pupils. The reason why

the Hundred Eyes Clan could occupy a place among the Gods was because they integrated the rules into their hundred eyes, and released them through the power of their pupils, which was strange and changeable, making it hard to guard against.

However, before the eyes could reach them, many members of the Celestial God Group were protected by their plant companions.

A bamboo pole appeared in front of Lin Dong, and its leaves were like flying knives, blinding the eyes of the Hundred Eyes Clan.

Lin Dong stretched out his hand and swung it, and a long river of fire wrapped the Hundred Eyes Clan. It didn't take a few breaths to burn them clean!

As for the tribes and the spaceships they controlled, they had long been snatched away by the Celestial God Group members and the plant warriors. After sending them to the spaceships, they were all told to return.

After that, they started to kill the angels.

"Don't try to steal our credit!"

Mandragora shouted. He hadn't shown his face in front of his master for a long time. If he didn't show his ability, who would he be among the hundreds of millions of plant warriors?

If he could get in touch with the sacred tree of all realms, he would definitely be on the road to becoming a god king! He

must make achievements and establish a career!

Mandragora released a bunch of parasitic seeds and shouted loudly: "Don't kill them, don't kill them all. These angels have been infected by my parasitic seeds and will definitely not be able to get rid of them. They are just right for us to be our insiders!"

Bougainvillea, who was a step slower, vomited to death. This old cunning guy really was a god once. He was too cunning and too good at stealing!

As expected, the angels infected by the mandragora had dull eyes and wooden expressions. They hated them just now, but soon began to smile flatteringly, kneeling down in front of the mandragora and calling it master.

In a short time, there was no trace of parasitism. Apart from the drastic change in attitude, there was no other abnormality. Their memory was also retained.

Mandragora boasted to Bougainvillea proudly, "My parasitic species have been transformed n times, and now they can parasitize invisibly. The parasites don't realize they are being parasitized at all. Their consciousness and strength are preserved, but they will completely obey my orders. Even if I ask them to assassinate their God King, they won't hesitate!"

Bougainvillea shook its leaves, "Why bother with so much trouble, just push it down directly."

Mandragora said earnestly, with his branches resting on the Bougainvillea tree, and said in a brotherly manner, "You don't understand this, right? Our master's ability is such that he can crush it directly, let alone push it down."

"But, let's say but, isn't this too rough? We need some art."

"For example, who brought about the cooperation of these three tribes? The Angel Tribe and the Hundred-Eyed Tribe are okay, they have been in cahoots for a long time, but the Demon Tribe and the God Tribe are incompatible, how could they cooperate?"

"Where do they plan to capture these low-level gods? What are they going to do? What is their conspiracy?"

"Also, where is their little treasury? Do these angels need sex on a regular basis? Can they have children? Aren't you curious?"

Bougainvillea thought about it and was indeed a little curious.

"You have a point, but what do they want to do?"

Mandragora said, "Why don't you ask them?"

In fact, "Hmm, the parasitic species I gave to these angels are not ordinary ones. When they reach their lair, these parasitic species will explode... Hemm, the credit for breaking the sky is all mine, isn't it?"

"You are far behind me as a god, far behind. Learn from me!" He

was thinking happily, and the leaves were touched by something. He turned around impatiently and found a ginkgo leaf drooping.

"We'll share the credit in half when we meet!"

Another golden silk thread drooped:

"I only want two!"

Another bowl-sized honeysuckle floated over: "I want one too!"

Finally, the old peach tree transmitted the message happily: "What are you talking about, you look so happy, hey, Mandragora wants to inject these parasitic species into the enemy's interior? It's a good idea, but it's not interesting enough, not sophisticated enough, why don't you let me plan it."

Mandragora: "..."

How could I forget about these bastards!

In the distance, the Lord of White Bear Mountain, who was paying attention to this place, was amazed again. He had confirmed that these were the humans on the base, but seriously, in just ten years, they grew from psychics to upper gods. This growth speed, who would not say it is a miracle!

It's okay that they grow fast, but their strength is also overwhelming!

Are these humans really that powerful?

Just as he was thinking, the Jiao clan envoy straightened his clothes and ordered:

"Please connect them to the phone."