Chapter 119: Burning God Curse

The one flying in the afterglow of the setting sun was Feng Tianzong, with fifteen late-stage foundation-building bone spirit puppets flying behind him.

A three-meter-tall stone spirit puppet on the ground was taking big strides and running towards the battlefield. Although there was only this stone man, he ran with the momentum of thousands of troops. Every step he took, the ground under his feet was shaking.

"Who is it? It's not a foundation-building puppet cultivator, run!" A wizard in the Hu army shouted and turned around and ran.

However, these people were only at the Qi Refining Stage, how could they escape the pursuit of the late-stage foundation-building bone spirit puppets?

Often, a terrifying sound of breaking through the air came from the sky, and the wizards on the ground had lost their heads before they even saw the shadow of a person.

"Don't run, take off your clothes and hide in the army. He is a foundation-building cultivator, and he has more restrictions in the secular world than us. He dare not massacre mortals! If he dares to massacre mortals, the Holy Lord will definitely take action." A smart wizard said in a voice transmission.

It was quite clever, using a small magic to make it impossible for people to find the person who made the sound.

But these so-called cleverness were just self-righteousness. In Feng Tianzong's exploration eyes, no cultivator within a radius of 300 miles of Liaoyuan City could escape his exploration.

These wizards with cultivation, hiding among mortals, were as conspicuous as fireflies in the dark night.

All cultivators with cultivation were killed without mercy. Wherever the bone spirit puppet passed, all cultivators could not escape the disaster of beheading.

Feng Tianzong used the Zongyun method and looked down at everything on the ground.

The Hu people chose this time to attack his Liaoyuan City. It was impossible that they did not know about this place, not to mention Feng Tianzong who had been entrenched here for a full ten years.

What's more, there was no army in the city at all. All of them were iron and wood puppets refined by Feng Tianzong. This kind of combat power far exceeded other cities on the border of Daxia.

In the Hu tribe, it is rare for a small tribe to produce a wizard. This time, the Hu tribes united and sent out so many wizards to attack Liaoyuan City, a tough nut to crack. Liaoyuan City has no special skills, and even food can only maintain self-sufficiency under large-scale land reclamation.

But it is such a small town with nothing, which attracted the 100,000-strong army of the Hu tribe coalition to the south.

Feng Tianzong knew that there must be something strange. When the Hu tribe coalition went south, it was impossible to attack Liaoyuan City without any investigation.

It is no secret that Feng Tianzong is a foundation-building cultivator. But since the other party dared to attack him, he must be confident that he can take him down.

He knew that the other party must have the means to restrain him, a foundation-building cultivator, but he was sure that the other party must not know that he has fifteen bone spirit puppets with the strength of the late foundation-building period and one stone spirit puppet with the strength of the late foundation-building period. This trump card, he believed, would definitely give the other party a big surprise.

No matter what conspiracy or trick the other party has, he can smash it with his powerful strength.

"Blood Town, open. Feng Tianzong, do you think you have won? Let me open your final fate of failure. Revenge for my dead family." A sinister voice came, and the sky was suddenly shrouded in blood.

The bodies of all the mortals who died on the ground began to shrink rapidly, and finally turned into a handful of ashes.

Including those dead wizards, they were all sucked into ashes.

The sky fell down, and the tall man supported it. Feng Tianzong, who was flying in the air at this moment, obviously became the tallest. Including his bone spirit puppets, all fell to the ground under the bloody pressure.

Then, the 100,000 Hu army, and the tens of thousands of people who were dragged by them, made miserable cries one by one, and rushed towards Feng Tianzong with red eyes.

These Hu people had red eyes, and the whole battlefield exuded a black and red consciousness. Revealing the desire for evil and killing. These mortals have no cultivation and will be affected by this kind of consciousness. It is not known whether this consciousness is from someone or is emitted through the formation.

Obviously, including these Hu soldiers, they are just part of the plan. There is a group of people who are deliberately trying to kill him.

Feng Tianzong waved his hand, and a palm thunder was shot out, which completely electrocuted the Hu warrior with red eyes who rushed over into charcoal.

But obviously, this is useless, there are 100,000 Hu soldiers here. Feng Tianzong can't kill all these 100,000 people by himself, right?

Even if he can do it, I am afraid he will have to bear the crime of demon cultivation in the future. I didn't expect the opponent to play a conspiracy.

First, the formation was used to seal the ability to fly, and then these Hu soldiers who were used to attack him.

The other party just wanted to make a fact that Feng Tianzong slaughtered 100,000 Hu soldiers by himself.

"How did the mastermind behind the scenes command these crazy Hu troops to attack me?" Feng Tianzong's mind moved.

He didn't believe the other party's strength. He could remotely command a hundred thousand troops. Even the Puppet Sect, which was known for its spiritual consciousness, couldn't do it. "It should be that kind of black and red scattered spiritual consciousness."

"Consume taxes for ten years to upgrade the Burning God Curse. Not yet entry-entry."

Feng Tianzong consumed 320 years of taxes in one breath and directly upgraded the Burning God Curse to the level of magical power.

Taxes: 42 years.

One year of taxes that was specially saved was consumed just like that.

Divine power Burning God Curse.

Feng Tianzong's divine consciousness, which covered a range of 300 miles, suddenly turned into an invisible flame, burning all nearby divine consciousness.

Especially the black and red divine consciousness emanating from the Hu army and the people, all of which were burned by the Burning Divine Spell.

Both the Hu army and the people who were dragged by them fell into a stagnation and could no longer move after their divine consciousness was burned by the Burning Divine Spell.

However, a shrill scream came from the north, far away from the battlefield. It was the pain of the divine consciousness being burned on a large scale.

"Hehe, I found you. Where can you run this time?" That was a Hu wizard in the foundation-building period. He built an altar a hundred miles away from Liaoyuan City. It was the altar that was emitting the scattered black and red divine consciousness.

This kind of divine consciousness is all the souls of those who died on the battlefield, which are concentrated together by this altar.

At the same time, this altar also has the function of shielding divine consciousness. No wonder Feng Tianzong's exploration eye did not find this place before.

The tall stone spirit puppet, driven by Feng Tianzong, had already quickly rushed to the altar. The other bone spirit puppets, because their flying ability was temporarily suppressed by the formation, lost their greatest advantage in speed, and simply gathered around him.

"They really are deliberately trying to deal with me. I wonder who is behind this?" Feng Tianzong thought.