Chapter 1340
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The sun is like blood, and the orange light is sprinkled from the sky and falls on this bloody North sea battlefield. It is interwoven with a tragic scene like hell, which seems to be echoing with the cries and screams of countless monks in the mysterious land before their death.
As Xu Jin said, war will bring death, and death is accompanied by hatred. However, after tens of thousands of years, Xia, who was born again from the land of taixuan, had to fight under the siege of tigers and wolves.
The taixuan land, which pursues the law of the naked jungle, is not a good place for the major forces in it. The summer is like a ferocious beast that first intrudes into this forest. It needs a bloody battle that scares everyone to declare its strength and inviolability!
Only blood can reach the hearts of the people, and only blood can gain awe. At this time, the young emperor sitting on the top of the imperial palace of the White Emperor has only one thing to do, that is to kill and kill the heart.
"The ninth Xia army, continue to charge, kill without mercy, no prisoners!"
Wang Jing's command that he couldn't refuse rang through the whole battlefield, and the words of unforgivable killing were like a sharp sword blade, which directly pierced into the heart of a monk in the mysterious land. Perhaps, under the torrent of the summer soldiers' charging with more and more powerful momentum and combat power, their fate was doomed.
"My prince is a disciple of shangguo who is fully supported by the eagle's nest. How can these Terran mole ants come back from nowhere? How can they stop me
In the middle of the battle field of the Chinese army, the ninth Prince raised his hands and roared and tried to control the blood plume wind rolling forward. However, under the protection of TAIA storm, which was born by the sword, this magic power of destruction, which carried the ninth Prince's final reliance, could not damage the Xia soldiers below, or even be swept back Trends.
This rare sense of powerlessness made the confident ninth Prince lose his mind completely and become more and more crazy. At the same time, he roared:
"come on, all of you will end up in front of me. Go and kill the woman who dances the sword in front of me. As long as she is dead, no one can stop the release of my power of scarlet wind and blood feather!"
Before the roar was over, the shrill response of some scholar below sounded directly:
"Your Highness, there is no one left. You have called all the people down to fight. As long as you go down, none of the children of the eagle's nest or the rest of the clan have come back."
As soon as this was said, the ninth Prince suddenly looked down at the golden hall below. He saw that the square, which was densely covered with friars, became extremely empty at this time. Only a few attendants knelt on the ground and were shaking.
"Ying Li, the most outstanding disciple of the eagle's nest, where are the others?"
In his inquiry, the ninth prince took a shiver that he didn't even notice. Then the servant at the bottom opened his mouth and cried out:
"Your Highness, you should be dead. A monk of the human family will cut off his head when he faces him. The dead can't die any more!"
"If you talk nonsense, you should be strict in your cultivation. Unless you are a land immortal, who can kill it in a moment? If you talk nonsense again, I will cut you to pieces!"
The ninth prince, who controls the scarlet storm above the golden palace, was filled with disbelief. Then the servant who was kicked by his foot climbed up from the ground, kowtowed and continued to shout:
"Your Highness, let's go back, and when these people rush, it's all over!"
"Go back, where are you going? If I can't sit in that position, it's still a dead word to return to Tangdu. It's just the difference between early death and late death. Do you think my imperial brothers can let me live? "
When the roar fell, the ninth Prince once again stretched out his feet and kicked the attendants in front of him to the ground. Then his hands became claws, and he raised his head to the sky and let out a roar of Dragon:
"how can the noble ninth Prince of our central Kingdom lose to the human ants such as you!"
With the piercing roar of the dragon, gold dragon scales emerge from the body of the ninth prince, and the extremely ancient and noble breath bursts out boldly. Then the scarlet hurricane before the former sits in the Golden Hall expands several times in an instant.
"a person is noble, not has the final say to you, the blood flow flowing in my human body is not weaker than anyone. Every big summer people will use the sword in his hands to prove the greatness of the whole country to the world."
Suddenly, a young and rebellious voice came from under the altar of the Chinese Army battlefield. At first, it was not loud, but it was getting higher and higher. In a flash, it rang through the whole battlefield. Then, under the blue and white light of the altar, a straight and symmetrical figure slowly appeared.
Wang Shizi of Bei'an, Tian Hui Jun, Jiang Yue!
The Tianhui army robe outside Jiang Yue's body is flying in all directions because of the momentum rolling from the front, and his right hand drags this one person long sword.
As he stepped forward, the sharp sword in Jiang Yue's hand made a long visible mark on the glazed ground. At the moment when the God of Tianhui army stepped out of the light of the altar, the endless blood of the battlefield suddenly burst out from his body and burst into the sky.Although the bloody fog of the whole battlefield is different from that of the whole battlefield!
In the next breath, the boiling battle field's killing intention quickly condenses to form a female warrior God who stands proud in the battlefield.
This female warrior God also holds the sword in both hands, and her face is a symbol of victory. Big banners and flags are flying in all directions. Wisps of black and red smoke formed by wisps and wisps of wronged souls in the battlefield emerge. The will and momentum of the top friars instantly cover the whole Chinese Army battlefield!
"It's another top-level overhaul. Looking at this momentum, it's far more than the life and death of the people in Zhangyuan. Who is the holy people on the sunken island? Why are they so powerful?"
If the monks in the land of taixuan who hesitated before were only shocked by their hearts, then after Jiang Yue completely released his ancient taboo Taoist soul, these people were completely frightened and began to roar in horror.
Then, under the concentration of countless eyes, Jiang Yue raised his hand and slightly bent his legs. He lifted his sword and pointed at the nine princes above the golden palace. His voice continued to resound through the sky:
"commander of Tianhui army is ordered to kill the ninth Prince of the central shangguo. Please go on your way with peace of mind!"
The voice of Tian Hui's army Jiang Yue was like ice water poured down in the cold winter months. Before the ninth Prince roared, the endless blood burst out like a volcanic eruption. On the whole battlefield, a plum blossom with blood was directly blooming.
In the center of plum blossom, the figure of Wang Shizi holding a sword in Bei'an soars to the sky, turning into a bloody arrow directly above.
As he said, he is going to see the ninth Prince off for the last time!
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The sun is like blood, and the orange light is sprinkled from the sky and falls on this bloody North sea battlefield. It is interwoven with a tragic scene like hell, which seems to be echoing with the cries and screams of countless monks in the mysterious land before their death.
As Xu Jin said, war will bring death, and death is accompanied by hatred. However, after tens of thousands of years, Xia, who was born again from the land of taixuan, had to fight under the siege of tigers and wolves.
The taixuan land, which pursues the law of the naked jungle, is not a good place for the major forces in it. The summer is like a ferocious beast that first intrudes into this forest. It needs a bloody battle that scares everyone to declare its strength and inviolability!
Only blood can reach the hearts of the people, and only blood can gain awe. At this time, the young emperor sitting on the top of the imperial palace of the White Emperor has only one thing to do, that is to kill and kill the heart.
"The ninth Xia army, continue to charge, kill without mercy, no prisoners!"
Wang Jing's command that he couldn't refuse rang through the whole battlefield, and the words of unforgivable killing were like a sharp sword blade, which directly pierced into the heart of a monk in the mysterious land. Perhaps, under the torrent of the summer soldiers' charging with more and more powerful momentum and combat power, their fate was doomed.
"My prince is a disciple of shangguo who is fully supported by the eagle's nest. How can these Terran mole ants come back from nowhere? How can they stop me
In the middle of the battle field of the Chinese army, the ninth Prince raised his hands and roared and tried to control the blood plume wind rolling forward. However, under the protection of TAIA storm, which was born by the sword, this magic power of destruction, which carried the ninth Prince's final reliance, could not damage the Xia soldiers below, or even be swept back Trends.
This rare sense of powerlessness made the confident ninth Prince lose his mind completely and become more and more crazy. At the same time, he roared:
"come on, all of you will end up in front of me. Go and kill the woman who dances the sword in front of me. As long as she is dead, no one can stop the release of my power of scarlet wind and blood feather!"
Before the roar was over, the shrill response of some scholar below sounded directly:
"Your Highness, there is no one left. You have called all the people down to fight. As long as you go down, none of the children of the eagle's nest or the rest of the clan have come back."
As soon as this was said, the ninth Prince suddenly looked down at the golden hall below. He saw that the square, which was densely covered with friars, became extremely empty at this time. Only a few attendants knelt on the ground and were shaking.
"Ying Li, the most outstanding disciple of the eagle's nest, where are the others?"
In his inquiry, the ninth prince took a shiver that he didn't even notice. Then the servant at the bottom opened his mouth and cried out:
"Your Highness, you should be dead. A monk of the human family will cut off his head when he faces him. The dead can't die any more!"
"If you talk nonsense, you should be strict in your cultivation. Unless you are a land immortal, who can kill it in a moment? If you talk nonsense again, I will cut you to pieces!"
The ninth prince, who controls the scarlet storm above the golden palace, was filled with disbelief. Then the servant who was kicked by his foot climbed up from the ground, kowtowed and continued to shout:
"Your Highness, let's go back, and when these people rush, it's all over!"
"Go back, where are you going? If I can't sit in that position, it's still a dead word to return to Tangdu. It's just the difference between early death and late death. Do you think my imperial brothers can let me live? "
When the roar fell, the ninth Prince once again stretched out his feet and kicked the attendants in front of him to the ground. Then his hands became claws, and he raised his head to the sky and let out a roar of Dragon:
"how can the noble ninth Prince of our central Kingdom lose to the human ants such as you!"
With the piercing roar of the dragon, gold dragon scales emerge from the body of the ninth prince, and the extremely ancient and noble breath bursts out boldly. Then the scarlet hurricane before the former sits in the Golden Hall expands several times in an instant.
"a person is noble, not has the final say to you, the blood flow flowing in my human body is not weaker than anyone. Every big summer people will use the sword in his hands to prove the greatness of the whole country to the world."
Suddenly, a young and rebellious voice came from under the altar of the Chinese Army battlefield. At first, it was not loud, but it was getting higher and higher. In a flash, it rang through the whole battlefield. Then, under the blue and white light of the altar, a straight and symmetrical figure slowly appeared.
Wang Shizi of Bei'an, Tian Hui Jun, Jiang Yue!
The Tianhui army robe outside Jiang Yue's body is flying in all directions because of the momentum rolling from the front, and his right hand drags this one person long sword.
As he stepped forward, the sharp sword in Jiang Yue's hand made a long visible mark on the glazed ground. At the moment when the God of Tianhui army stepped out of the light of the altar, the endless blood of the battlefield suddenly burst out from his body and burst into the sky.Although the bloody fog of the whole battlefield is different from that of the whole battlefield!
In the next breath, the boiling battle field's killing intention quickly condenses to form a female warrior God who stands proud in the battlefield.
This female warrior God also holds the sword in both hands, and her face is a symbol of victory. Big banners and flags are flying in all directions. Wisps of black and red smoke formed by wisps and wisps of wronged souls in the battlefield emerge. The will and momentum of the top friars instantly cover the whole Chinese Army battlefield!
"It's another top-level overhaul. Looking at this momentum, it's far more than the life and death of the people in Zhangyuan. Who is the holy people on the sunken island? Why are they so powerful?"
If the monks in the land of taixuan who hesitated before were only shocked by their hearts, then after Jiang Yue completely released his ancient taboo Taoist soul, these people were completely frightened and began to roar in horror.
Then, under the concentration of countless eyes, Jiang Yue raised his hand and slightly bent his legs. He lifted his sword and pointed at the nine princes above the golden palace. His voice continued to resound through the sky:
"commander of Tianhui army is ordered to kill the ninth Prince of the central shangguo. Please go on your way with peace of mind!"
The voice of Tian Hui's army Jiang Yue was like ice water poured down in the cold winter months. Before the ninth Prince roared, the endless blood burst out like a volcanic eruption. On the whole battlefield, a plum blossom with blood was directly blooming.
In the center of plum blossom, the figure of Wang Shizi holding a sword in Bei'an soars to the sky, turning into a bloody arrow directly above.
As he said, he is going to see the ninth Prince off for the last time!
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The sun is like blood, and the orange light is sprinkled from the sky and falls on this bloody North sea battlefield. It is interwoven with a tragic scene like hell, which seems to be echoing with the cries and screams of countless monks in the mysterious land before their death. As Xu Jin said, war will bring death, and death is accompanied by hatred. However, after tens of thousands of years, Xia, who was born again from the land of taixuan, had to fight under the siege of tigers and wolves. The taixuan land, which pursues the law of the naked jungle, is not a good place for the major forces in it. The summer is like a ferocious beast that first intrudes into this forest. It needs a bloody battle that scares everyone to declare its strength and inviolability! Only blood can reach the hearts of the people, and only blood can gain awe. At this time, the young emperor sitting on the top of the imperial palace of the White Emperor has only one thing to do, that is to kill and kill the heart. "The ninth Xia army, continue to charge, kill without mercy, no prisoners!" Wang Jing's command that he couldn't refuse rang through the whole battlefield, and the words of unforgivable killing were like a sharp sword blade, which directly pierced into the heart of a monk in the mysterious land. Perhaps, under the torrent of the summer soldiers' charging with more and more powerful momentum and combat power, their fate was doomed. "My prince is a disciple of shangguo who is fully supported by the eagle's nest. How can these Terran mole ants come back from nowhere? How can they stop me In the middle of the battle field of the Chinese army, the ninth Prince raised his hands and roared and tried to control the blood plume wind rolling forward. However, under the protection of TAIA storm, which was born by the sword, this magic power of destruction, which carried the ninth Prince's final reliance, could not damage the Xia soldiers below, or even be swept back Trends. This rare sense of powerlessness made the confident ninth Prince lose his mind completely and become more and more crazy. At the same time, he roared: "come on, all of you will end up in front of me. Go and kill the woman who dances the sword in front of me. As long as she is dead, no one can stop the release of my power of scarlet wind and blood feather!" Before the roar was over, the shrill response of some scholar below sounded directly: "Your Highness, there is no one left. You have called all the people down to fight. As long as you go down, none of the children of the eagle's nest or the rest of the clan have come back." As soon as this was said, the ninth Prince suddenly looked down at the golden hall below. He saw that the square, which was densely covered with friars, became extremely empty at this time. Only a few attendants knelt on the ground and were shaking. "Ying Li, the most outstanding disciple of the eagle's nest, where are the others?" In his inquiry, the ninth prince took a shiver that he didn't even notice. Then the servant at the bottom opened his mouth and cried out: "Your Highness, you should be dead. A monk of the human family will cut off his head when he faces him. The dead can't die any more!" "If you talk nonsense, you should be strict in your cultivation. Unless you are a land immortal, who can kill it in a moment? If you talk nonsense again, I will cut you to pieces!" The ninth prince, who controls the scarlet storm above the golden palace, was filled with disbelief. Then the servant who was kicked by his foot climbed up from the ground, kowtowed and continued to shout: "Your Highness, let's go back, and when these people rush, it's all over!" "Go back, where are you going? If I can't sit in that position, it's still a dead word to return to Tangdu. It's just the difference between early death and late death. Do you think my imperial brothers can let me live? " When the roar fell, the ninth Prince once again stretched out his feet and kicked the attendants in front of him to the ground. Then his hands became claws, and he raised his head to the sky and let out a roar of Dragon: "how can the noble ninth Prince of our central Kingdom lose to the human ants such as you!" With the piercing roar of the dragon, gold dragon scales emerge from the body of the ninth prince, and the extremely ancient and noble breath bursts out boldly. Then the scarlet hurricane before the former sits in the Golden Hall expands several times in an instant. "a person is noble, not has the final say to you, the blood flow flowing in my human body is not weaker than anyone. Every big summer people will use the sword in his hands to prove the greatness of the whole country to the world." Suddenly, a young and rebellious voice came from under the altar of the Chinese Army battlefield. At first, it was not loud, but it was getting higher and higher. In a flash, it rang through the whole battlefield. Then, under the blue and white light of the altar, a straight and symmetrical figure slowly appeared. Wang Shizi of Bei'an, Tian Hui Jun, Jiang Yue! The Tianhui army robe outside Jiang Yue's body is flying in all directions because of the momentum rolling from the front, and his right hand drags this one person long sword. As he stepped forward, the sharp sword in Jiang Yue's hand made a long visible mark on the glazed ground. At the moment when the God of Tianhui army stepped out of the light of the altar, the endless blood of the battlefield suddenly burst out from his body and burst into the sky.Although the bloody fog of the whole battlefield is different from that of the whole battlefield! In the next breath, the boiling battle field's killing intention quickly condenses to form a female warrior God who stands proud in the battlefield. This female warrior God also holds the sword in both hands, and her face is a symbol of victory. Big banners and flags are flying in all directions. Wisps of black and red smoke formed by wisps and wisps of wronged souls in the battlefield emerge. The will and momentum of the top friars instantly cover the whole Chinese Army battlefield! "It's another top-level overhaul. Looking at this momentum, it's far more than the life and death of the people in Zhangyuan. Who is the holy people on the sunken island? Why are they so powerful?" If the monks in the land of taixuan who hesitated before were only shocked by their hearts, then after Jiang Yue completely released his ancient taboo Taoist soul, these people were completely frightened and began to roar in horror. Then, under the concentration of countless eyes, Jiang Yue raised his hand and slightly bent his legs. He lifted his sword and pointed at the nine princes above the golden palace. His voice continued to resound through the sky: "commander of Tianhui army is ordered to kill the ninth Prince of the central shangguo. Please go on your way with peace of mind!" The voice of Tian Hui's army Jiang Yue was like ice water poured down in the cold winter months. Before the ninth Prince roared, the endless blood burst out like a volcanic eruption. On the whole battlefield, a plum blossom with blood was directly blooming. In the center of plum blossom, the figure of Wang Shizi holding a sword in Bei'an soars to the sky, turning into a bloody arrow directly above. As he said, he is going to see the ninth Prince off for the last time! www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
