Chapter 1167 (1/2)

Finished? The body did not leave, stayed in place, as if waiting for some order.

The God of pestilence mapped out the center of the final chapter of the continent, and immediately went to carry out the layout. What's the mission? The most arduous and rigorous.

In the end, in the void? The creation God can be separated from the final chapter by arranging the array and echoing each other.

Eight hours? Plague Dharma God arrangment completed.

Didn't stop? The plague God continued to arrange...

start the array. For a while, the whole continent began to tremble, and countless human beings and gods trembled.

Is it difficult to repeat a disaster?

This shock? It only lasted three seconds, and a strange breath came out.

This is the smell of ancient times...

from ancient times to today? The breath of ancient times has long dissipated, but now? The ancient breath reappears as if the seal had been broken.

Ancient breath emerging? The biggest impact on the mainland is the environment.

But the changing environment? It doesn't happen overnight.

In ancient times, the layout of the God of pestilence revealed one by one, and countless races awakened from their sleep.

Ancient times? There are hundreds, thousands and thousands of nationalities, almost every race? Pestilence, Dharma, and God captured and sealed thousands of people.

Every tribe? There are nine levels of gods in it, the lowest strength? It's also a God. It's a very powerful force.

Seal off? After the appearance of ten thousand nationalities, the mainland was in chaos.

Why did pestilence God release the ancient breath first? It is to keep the strength of these ethnic groups intact.

”This land? Even by the weakest Terrans? It's just intolerable, killing, killing. ”

”The final chapter of the mainland? When there's a place for the wreck? As for the Terrans? It's just food. ”

”Kill, clear the Terrans, and let them return to their weak condition.”

”Mingcang clan? How about you and me working together? Strive for a greater voice. ”

”Yes.”

”Shouldn't we first find out whether the plague God is still alive?”

”Yes, ask first.”

The action of ten thousand nations is like locusts crossing the border, harvesting the human life one after another.

The people of this time? It exists not only in China, but also in six regions.

Just a few minutes? One in ten thousand of the human NPC in the six regions died, and the whole continent was haunted with a strong smell of blood.

Green plants spread rapidly, absorb blood, strengthen themselves, and begin to spread.

Originally? Green plants only spread and become disasters in Huaxia and Rh areas, but in this year? ”Zhang Di” kept on taking tasks and spreading green seeds to the rest of the region.

So far? One third of the rear battlefields in the six regions are covered with green plants. Monster? Keep refreshing, constantly being swallowed.

God's hand? It's no use at all.

The wildfire can't be burnt out, and the spring wind blows again.

This time? Mass death of Terrans? Blood seeps into the earth of the final chapter, and green plants flourish again.

Every minute? The range of green plants is expanding in multiple.

Eight hours? In the constant slaughter of thousands of people? The number of human deaths and injuries in Zhongzhang continent is 10 billion, and the range of green plants extends to one-third of Zhongzhang continent.

About this? The plague God, the creator of the plague, looked coldly as if everything had nothing to do with it.

The slaughter of thousands of people? It didn't stop.

The stronger the strength? The more territory you need.

The hermit Terran gods also resisted, but in the end? Blood sprinkled on the mainland became history.