Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

Chu Tian raised his right hand, and the five-finger dexterous song became a strange seal shaped like a fire lotus.

Nine huge totem poles burned, the red flame turned into cyan, and millions of small nine-headed dragons on the ground also turned blue and white, and their surface temperature suddenly increased several times. The armor of the squadron soldiers began to melt!

There was a pungent burnt smell in the air that began to spread, and the soldiers of the sacred army were struggling to make a gasp as if they were beasts.

The nine-headed dragons have been squeezing their bodies, and the slender tails are constantly tightening.

Chu Yu's 'haha' laughed, and Wan Gui was on the patriarchal map. A ray of wind rushed out and passed his voice to the hills thousands of miles away from the north: "Ha ha ha, the old ghost of the Jin family, wants to take advantage of it. Not so easy, not so easy!"

A large piece of cold sweat on the forehead of Jinmingtuo and Jinmingxiong continued to seep out.

The cold sweat on the Jinming camel quickly turned into steam evaporation. The cold sweat on Jin Mingxiong was rapidly becoming turbid and heavy, and turned into a small mud group 簌簌簌簌 滑.

Jin Mingtuo slammed into a big step, and he almost broke into the celestial enchantment. Fortunately, he reacted quickly. His body had just touched the gray celestial enchantment. He suddenly stopped his figure and stepped back dozens of steps.

He shouted: "Tianshi, let's discuss it! What are your conditions, just mention! Even if I am a golden camel?"

Jinming camel's face is iron and blue, posing a stalwart of fish.

Jin Mingxiong roared, like an iron-clad, he slammed his feet, and the ground trembled fiercely. The hills within a hundred miles collapsed and split, and countless rocks exploded into the sky.

"And, me!" Jin Mingxiong gave a deep breath, and he gnawed his teeth and said: "The old man will save you all the money!"

The knives and princes yelled at the scorpion: "You can't promise them! Killing the monsters of these sacred corps, the Jin family will have big troubles, there will be big troubles! They must have big trouble!"

Jin Mingtuo and Jin Mingxiong screamed, and Jin Mingtuo constantly proposed to Chutian a favorable condition that made people feel extremely excited. Even he would put dozens of Jin clan women standing behind him as promises to Chu Yu – he Promise Chu Tian, ​​only Chu Tian put back the soldiers of the sacred army, he can let these golden literary women to be the slaves and descendants of Chu!

Jin Mingxiong is pointing at the slashing knife and screaming. He continually swears and swears that he will personally break the neck of the knives and make his head into a toilet.

He even said that he would swear to the mad knife in the sky, he will definitely participate in the encirclement of the shrine, and all the shrines of the shrine will be minced into meat, and evenly mixed with spices to feed the dog!

The kings of war, the king of fire, and the high-ranking high-rises of the God of War and Mount of Fire have looked at Chutian and nodded abruptly!

The warriors of these sacred corps, they used to be the best young people of all powers in the land of God. After breaking into the hands of the heavenly people, they were treated as rare materials, and they were made into a humanoid war machine by the celestial beings with evil secrets!

The glory of the ancestors is no longer sheltering them!

Their souls have been annihilated, leaving only the body of the walking dead!

What is the value of such a living dead body?

The king of war screamed: "Kill them! It's all good people of all ethnic groups, let them clean up and walk cleanly. Don't let them suffer humiliation after death, don't let them die after death. As a tool for the enemy, you can't die!"

After a few smirk, the war king squatted to the west.

In the direction of the sun's fall, the king of war fell to the ground and sang a desolation of ancient songs.

This is the Soul of the Soul, appease the souls of the dead warriors, pray that they can follow the sun to the sky and return to the arms of the gods!

In the oldest legend of the land of God's blessing, the sun is also a great and honorable god. He rises from the direction of the east, the source of life, exhausts a daytime, and finally returns to the land of dying. rest.

The land where all things are dying is the cemetery where the gods sleep, and the final destination after the death of the descendants of the gods!

There, the souls of the warriors will sleep next to the gods of the gods, eternal and peaceful, enjoying the longest peace and glory. The glory of the gods will always be with them, no worries, no fear, only the ultimate perfection and joy!

Therefore, the West is the holy place where the gods and ancestors sleep in the eyes of all the tribes in the land of God!

The king of war fell to the ground in the West and sang the requiem that appease the soul of the war dead. His face was filled with tears and his voice was desolate and far away.

The Fire King also succumbed, and the elders smashed down. Countless Warshen Mountains, the tops of the Vulcan Mountain, and the soldiers fell to the ground, singing to the West the songs of the generations of ancestors.

Chu Yu suddenly slammed a chill, and he whispered: "Oh my relatives, how do you get your hair erected?"

Chu Tian is watching these people in awe.

They have lost too much. They have no glory for their ancestors. The glorious civilization has only a few insignificant Mars left on them. Their fire of civilization may be extinguished at any time!

But for any great ethnic group, they always have a spirit hidden in the depths of the blood!

Let your wind blow, let your knife and axe.

Sometimes, the knife axe can cut your neck, but you can't break your spine!

Sometimes, the flame can burn your body, but you can't burn your spirit!

The backbone is constant, the spirit is immortal, this ethnic group is unconquerable, even if he has been indulging for a long time, but as long as there is an opportunity, they can flourish again, once again rise between the heavens and the earth, stand in the world again. The peak!

"My ancestors are not bad! I don't envy you!" Chutian looked at the descendants of the gods who were immersed in the sacred and solemn atmosphere, smiled slightly, and then slammed a finger.

Millions of nine-headed dragons blasted and smashed into a group of blazing flame lotuses wrapped around the warriors of the sacred army.

The armor melted, the flesh became a smoke, and the bones were burned to ashes.

Jin Mingtuo, Jin Mingxiong made a stern, incredulous roar, and Jin Mingtuo snarled with a humiliating tone that was deeply deceived: "Tian Shi... You said, you have to talk to us!"

Chutian smiled and looked at the Jinming camel. He spread his hands and said softly: "Yes, at the beginning, I still want to make a good deception. But think about why you have to talk nonsense with you?"

"Since it is an enemy, then you will strike you by any means!"

"Destroy your flesh and afflict your soul! Let you sit restless and let you restless!"

Chu Tian laughed at Jin Ming camel, he did not say a long time.

He is very curious - what will happen to the Jin family after the soldiers of this million sacred army are purified by the flames?