Hunbao turned a deaf ear and sat firmly on Mount Tai, seemingly not wanting to express his opinions on the Fuxi army.
"Don't you want to express your opinion on this? There are so many people coming from them. Lava City. I have swept through it. There are almost few living people who can escape, and there are only a few."
After hearing the words of the Black Magic God, Hunbao couldn't help but sneer.
"I didn't expect that you were afraid?"
"What, aren't you afraid? As a guardian, you also helped me. He is the enemy of the Fuxi warrior. If we are defeated, you will die."
The Black Magic God smiled sinisterly. He and it were grasshoppers on the same rope. What he was afraid of, wouldn’t this monster be afraid of?
Hunbao's handsome expression looked very relaxed. He laughed cheerfully, half leaning in the chair, leisurely and contented, not affected by this military situation at all.
It used to be very impatient, and if it was a little bit of a small matter, it would jump high, and shouted, "The master has taught it many times because of this, so he must be calm. Now it has finally learned to calm down, but unfortunately the master is no longer by his side.
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"What are you laughing at? We are all enemies of the Fuxi warrior, and we will lose all our losses." said the Black Dharma God.
Hunbao shook his head.
"No, no, you made a mistake. Although I helped you, I have never killed a single Fuxi warrior. I just imprisoned them. You killed everyone."
"Okay, you are not an enemy, I am, but this time the God and the Protector plan to stay out of the matter?" The Black Dharma God asked in a low voice.
"This time I'm different. I'm only responsible for dealing with one person, the Dragon Emperor, and you can do the others yourself." Hunbao pinched his chin. This move was commonly used by his master. After he fell asleep, he also learned to do this.
"Do you think the mere Fuxi army can intimidate me? As long as a wave of magic sand and dust floats by, I will turn them all into bones. Even if there are tens of millions of Fuxi warriors, I will not be afraid, let alone...their leader
In my hands! If you like to hold it in here, just hold it in. If you are allowed to participate, it will be really troublesome to stop me from killing people." The Black Magic God slowly clenched his fists.
Every time the Black Magic God makes the great demons happy to kill. When the Fuxi warrior turns into a bone, Hunbao will come forward to stop it. In the end, this battle of Wang Fuxi's defeat, if Hunbao insists on insisting, in the underground cell
How could so many Fuxi warriors and human races be kept in check, wasting food from magical aliens every day?
According to the meaning of the Black Dharma God, it is to slaughter them all, but he must give the gods and protectors the Dharma face because it is the pillar of their victory.
"This is my purpose, don't kill anyone." Hunbao replied firmly. He never violated his master's words, and he kept them firmly in mind no matter where he went.
"The purpose of the little ladies, hum!"
The black magic god's mouth twisted for a moment, and said nothing, but walked out of the Fuxi Silver Pool Hall of the Silver Pool with great strides.
After the Black Magic God and the Magic Apprentice left, Hunbao slowly raised his eyes and looked out the window again. It was almost dawn, but it was still gloomy. It had been a long time since I saw dark clouds floating in the sky in Fuxi Continent.
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He should have thought that this is the Dragon Emperor who calls the wind and rain.
"Dragon Emperor, for the sake of the master, I will not kill you, but I want my master to see your failure. You are a coward!"
Hunbao clenched his fists. After saying this, he suddenly stood up and let out a roar that shook the entire Fuxi Silver Pool Hall. Several beams fell from the roof of the hall, and a pool of silver water swayed with the hall.
Hunbao has always wanted to prove himself that it is a good monster for its master, but it is betrayal and contempt. Now it only wants to be a villain and enjoy the free life belonging to Hunbao.
"Master, do you still remember Hunbao? Maybe you have forgotten Hunbao long ago... But it doesn't matter. Hunbao will make you remember it, you will never forget it for the rest of your life, unforgettable."
The cold eyes were filled with too much hatred and love, and in an instant, it disappeared without a trace.
This is a terrible monster, without a trace, making people unable to defend themselves.
The black magic god walked to the highest building of Fuxi Capital. He looked into the distance. The morning light was hazy and he seemed to be unable to see the shadow of Fuxi's army, but he had already felt the murderous aura.
"Strange, why is there such murderous aura?"
Every time Fuxi warriors fight with magical aliens, he can feel the morale coming from, but this time it is not the morale of a warrior, but the murderous aura of the lunar calendar, which seems to be emitted from the dead.
"Let the three great demons go ahead and see what mysterious things the remaining Fuxi warriors are doing?"
"Yes, the Black Magic God."
After accepting the order, in Fuxi's capital, three great demons turned into black eagles and flew northeast. After about half an hour, they flew back and gently landed beside the Black Magic God.
My face looked ugly and I was sweating coldly.
"What's wrong? Some Fuxi warriors scared you like this. When I release the magic sand and dust, they all turn into bones!"
The words of the Black Magic God had just fallen, and a great demon said in a trembling voice.
"No need to turn into bones. The Dharma Gods are all white bones, white bones, and white bones..."
"What did you say?"
The black-haired god grabbed the collar of the great demon and widened his fierce eyes. The white mask exuded the heat of the roasted man, and the black gas was spraying. What bone army? They were talking nonsense.
What, how could it be possible to ask them to inquire. They came back to report such military information like this, which was simply seeking death.
"Really, the God of Dharma is a bone army, all of which are countless skeletons and rotten corpses..."
Another great demon added that he saw it very clearly and truly, with tens of thousands of bones heading straight for Fuxi's capital.
It turned out to be a bone army, without blood and flesh. How could he use magic smoke and dust? Even if all the great demons were sent out, they turned into magic sand and dust to perform magic, it was useless to some bones. It seems that Fuxi warriors
I found a capable person to help, and this capable person is the Dragon Emperor.
"This is a skill that summons the gods, and the Dragon Emperor cannot control it." The Black Magic God couldn't figure out how the Dragon Emperor could use the skill that summons the gods.
The team of tens of thousands of bones and rotting corpses is rushing towards Fuxi Dadu, and if they cannot find a solution, it will be really troublesome.
"Black magic god, is this the Dragon Queen's summoning technique? I heard that there is blood flowing in her body to summon the gods."
"You said that woman..."
The black-haired god was stunned, as if he had overlooked a key point. Although Feng Zhilou was a descendant of Pangu, he was also a descendant of the summoning gods.