General Yeqi scolded angrily.
But she was surprised to find that those earth-walking Yakshas no longer obeyed her orders.
The water wet her wings, hair and armor. The eyes of the group of earth-walking Yakshas as they looked at the sky-walking Yakshas were glowing green.
In the water, there are also banners washed up from the other side.
Over and over again, the word "take charge" is particularly prominent.
Sun Sanjiao was in the swampy territory of the Yeqi tribe on the other side of the river. He smiled and spoke to the black-robed figure beside him.
"Captain Wu, you can prepare to lead your men across the river."
When the black robes were taken off, the group of ghosts wearing black robes turned out to be Shuras.
Asura with three heads and six arms.
Shura Wu roared.
"Brothers, those female demons look like they're the same. How about we capture a group of dancers for the Lord?"
A group of Shuras danced in strange steps and unfolded their Dharma bodies.
The Shura clan's new leader did have a tradition of starting a war when he first took over.
So Shura Wu chose to declare war on the Yeqi tribe.
Too far? On the other side of the river?
That's no big deal.
…
Kong Hanan from Donghai County in the mortal world had no intention of thinking about dancers at all.
He couldn't help but sigh at this moment.
I have lived two lives, but the traditions of this world seem to be consistent.
That group of people didn't care whether he was the devil of the underworld or not, and they were still very grateful to him.
A crowd of people kowtowed and just couldn't get up.
What Mr. Kong wants is not kowtow.
Kong Hanan looked at the fish and shrimps on the ground and came up with an idea.
"The fish and shrimp here are delicious and nutritious. If you don't get up, I'll pack them up and take them away!"
Being greedy for small profits is indeed a tradition in this land.
A huge crowd suddenly stood up.
Needless to say, they not only pounced on those who died, but also dared to pounce on those who were alive, and gave them fatal blows with knives, shoes, and teeth.
Not long ago, this group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals were playing and devouring mortals in the huge waves, but now that there is no water, the situation has reversed.
The mortals were so enthusiastic that the demons and monsters in the underworld were a little at a loss.
Kong Hanan smiled and waved his hand, just telling everyone to be careful.
It doesn’t matter if the body is destroyed, what Kong Fujun wants is the soul.
But things are far from that simple.
A roar was heard from the sky, and a huge dragon head emerged from the clouds.
"Who treats my people like this?"
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