2082: C2082 Poisonous Air Mass

C2082 Poisonous Air Mass

If you can't do it, you won't allow anyone to create it.

If you don't know how to speak, then just shut up. What's the meaning of this nonsense?

Do you feel very comfortable like this? Do you feel good about this? He even felt inexplicably refreshed when he said these words?

It was ridiculous! Extremely despicable!

No matter what, it was the deities of Dark Alliance who were fighting cultivator from the Temple of Light. If they did not support him, they could not kick him while he was down, right?

The Eastern Guo Saint silently took a few steps to the side. He did not know why, but when he saw the Eastern Guo Saint in such a state, he felt an inexplicable sense of disgust.

On the battlefield in front of them, facing the fearless Faang Fann, the Divine Sense of the God of Plague, zagus, became more and more irritable.

This was clearly a dark god whose mental state was not very good. Or rather, his mental state had already become twisted and abnormal...

He wanted to see others completely submit in front of him. Only then would he feel comfortable!

Once he suffered the suppression of others, he would feel extraordinarily furious, and it would even be to the extent that he would be filled with killing intent.

It had to be said that this sort of attitude was simply too realistic.

This fellow had a high probability of suffering too much suppression during normal days. He was not doing very well in the upper circle. That was why he wanted to come here to find a sense of existence.

But who knew that Faang Fann didn't care about him at all...

This deeply provoked his self-esteem.

"Roar!"

"Little bastard from the Faction of Light!"

"Today, I will tell you what it means to be cruel!"

Rumble...

A trace of the God of Plague's divine sense suddenly burst forth, and then a series of clear thunderclaps rang out. Immediately after, countless dark green gases gradually gathered...

The dark green gases gradually spread out, and the surrounding trees were instantly swallowed up, directly rotting away...

The dark green gas seemed to possess a terrifying poison gas that made it difficult for one to be confident in themselves...

"The plague has descended!"

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh...

As the God of Plague's divine sense roared, the dark green poison gas suddenly gathered together and formed a poisonous mass...

It contained a terrifying power.

"This... this aura... This power... At least... It's at least at the Seven Star Saint realm..."

"No... this attack power has reached the Eight-Star Level Saint realm... and it's fast... I'm about to break through to the Nine Star Saint realm... "

"It's so terrifying... It's just a trace of the God of Plague's divine sense, but it can cause such a huge commotion. The power of a True God is indeed limitless..."

"Hehe, I'm afraid that only a powerful existence like the Pope can resist a trace of the God of Plague's divine sense. But there's no Nine Star Saint realm supreme expert here..."

"If that's the case, then all hope has been completely put to an end?"

"What a pity... It's such a pity, but since things have already come to this point, there's nothing we can do about it... "1

"I'm afraid that Master Faang Fan's prophecy of slaughtering gods will never come true."

"Regret is regret. The current situation is not something we can control..."

Everyone looked at the current situation. No one thought that Faang Fann would be able to survive such a terrifying attack.

This was a power that was close to the Heavenly Sovereign realm.

Even Eight-Star Level Saint realm experts couldn't bear it!

At this moment, Faang Fann was not even a Saint realm expert. He was merely a high-level Quasi-Sage. The gap between them was simply too great...

It could even be said that this was a huge gap!

Faang Fann's eyes swept the surroundings, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

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