Chapter 5 Cruel War
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Hua Luo's words are like a stitched heart.
Yes.
As long as we are half -step emperor's combat power, we can win each other.
What are the number of them?
In the face of absolute strength, everything is a cloud.
Through this.
The worries in everyone's hearts faded a lot.
: "As far as I know, Tianhaixing once also came out of the great emperor, they must also have an emperor ..." m.x33xs.com
A holy king reminded by the Jiang family.
His name is Jiang Mengyu, who looks at the age of thirty. His skin is pale, his eye sockets are deep, his head is messy, and he is a bit scientific research.
The best field is torture and search soul.
Therefore, he knows the situation of the star star than everyone present.
:"snort...."
: "Only a great emperor, what are the fear?"
: "Right, yes, with the number of our imperial weapons, they can kill them."
: "You say, how can we fight."
A group of holy kings brushed to Luo Qingyu.
Luo Qingyu frowned and thoughtfully felt that things were not as simple as it was on the surface.
However, to this day, we must not hesitate.
She looked around.
Organic deployment is made in an orderly manner.
at last....
: "Everyone ..." Luo Qingyu's tone sank, "Don't hide it, take out all your cards. If this war loses, we can only escape from the sky continent. From then on The stray starry sky ... "
A lot of holy land masters, the ancient family owners, looked at each other, nodded.
To this day.
Life and death.
If it continues to hide the foundation, what is the difference between sending death?
As for, how big is the cards played?
Only they knew themselves.
The meeting was over.
Everyone broke away and prepared for each other.
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Two days later.
The war was officially rang around the sky of the sky.
There are tragic wars around the stars.
Qi Ming is a humble little monk in the corner of the battlefield.
As a disciple of the Tai Sano.
Protecting the Holy Land and defending the sky of the sky is his responsibility that he cannot escape.
However, he just broke through the small holy realm, just like a small stone, in such a huge battlefield, not even a wave of waves.
Standing on the Feizhou deck.
Looking at the huge dragon whale in the void, as well as the dragon whale's back, dense and murderous alien monks.
Qi Ming acknowledged that he had counseled.
Knowing this long ago, I should listen to my aunt, and I was honest in the Holy Land.
However, I thought of the cousin who was born shortly before.
Qi Ming gritted his teeth, took out the sword, and run the sword tactics.
On the giant flying boat, the monks shot together, and thousands of magical powers gathered to form a tide of God's Tongtong and blasting towards the dragon whale.
: "Boy, do you have no food, how to use the magical power to use softly."
: "Even the skin of the big whale has not been broken ..."
Beside.
A three -meter -old head, red fruit, holding a strong man with a long bow, shot an arrow, twisted his head and grinned with a grin.
Qi Ming was a big face, his face was red and white.
He rarely participates in actual combat.
Compared to these monks who have gone through more than ten years, they are indeed very immature.
: "Hey ~" The strong man patted his shoulder and laughed: "I am straight, and I don't mind, don't mind."
Qi Ming smiled embarrassed.
The strong and stronger Han patted his chest, and said boldly: "It's not my bragging, the battlefield is alive.
: "If you don't want to die, follow me when you don't want to die."
When Qi Ming saw him saying that, he couldn't get warm in his heart, and nodded the focus. "Thank you, your brother, you are so nice."
: "Thank you, all ..." The words of the strong man stopped.
Puff ...
The blood was mixed with red and white things, splattering Qi Ming's face.
Tick ...
Tick ...
Blood brain slurry slipped along his cheeks.
The smile on Qi Ming's face stiffened, and he turned his head in a dumbness.
On the neck of the corpse, the bloody blood was like a spring, shaking a few times, and fell to the ground.
Just now.
I do n’t know where to shoot, and a very fast water arrow was shot, and the head of the strong man's skull instantly made his soul flutter ....
Qi Ming's body was stiff and his legs trembled unconsciously.
There was still a strong man in his ears, which had previously confident words.
Teeth trembling, "Your grandma's ..."
: "Aren't you the best on the battlefield?"
: ‘How can I hang it so suddenly! ‘
: "Do you do this, I'm very passive, OK!"
Qi Ming's mouth was broken.
The headless corpse of the strong man went to the corner.
Sitting under the railing, looking up at the starry sky.
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The dense and colorful supernatural tide shot back and forth.
On the back of the dragon whale, the enemy died one by one.
The companions around them fell one by one.
Before he died, he made a miserable mourning in his mouth.
In the eyes, the broken limbs flew across, and blood splashed.
The starry sky seems to be stained with blood.
The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.
It made people feel sick.
The comrades who were still chatting and laughing together in the last moment.
The next moment, they died.
Qi Ming was confused.
He realized the fragility of life and the cruelty of war.....
The impact was so great.
It was difficult for him to adapt for a while.
Qi Ming raised his hand to wipe the blood off his face.
: "The battlefield of the little saint is so cruel here."
: "I don't know how my aunt is doing..."
Thinking of his relatives.
He rekindled his strength in his body, suppressed the fear in his heart, climbed up with difficulty, and rejoined the battle.
Damn it.
Even if he has to die.
He has to die for his own sake.
Examples like Qi Ming happened in every corner of the starry sky.
The cultivators of the Sky Continent, either for the faith in their hearts or to protect the people they want to protect, did not hesitate to lose their lives, took up weapons, and fought hard against foreign enemies.
War is really cruel.
Here, human life is as worthless as grass.
Almost every breath, someone fell.
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The battle between the Half-Step Quasi-Emperor battlefield and the Saint King took place in the starry sky farther away from the Sky Continent.
Rumble————
The violent energy wave tore the void.
A blue-white streak, across the eight directions, instantly pierced through three stars, with a powerful force that was terrifying.
The avenue was melting, and the rule chain was annihilated.
The void was collapsing, and space fragments flew across, affecting millions of miles.
: "Hmph..."
Die Zun avoided a magical power, his expression was cold, and the silver-white butterfly wings with a wingspan of thousands of feet behind him flapped loudly, turning into a stream of light, drawing a gorgeous light mark in the starry sky, cutting towards a Sea Crab Saint King.
The other party's realm was only the middle stage of the Saint King.
Facing her full-strength attack of the Emperor's weapon, there was only one way to nirvana and fall.
: "Ice and Snow Field~" Qi Mengdie held the ice crystal sword in front of her, and used the second sword of the three swords of ice and snow to trap another mermaid king.
: "Hahaha, my mermaid clan is born to be the favorite of water attribute. Your ice attribute magic is derived from water attribute, what can you do to me?"
The pretty mermaid female cultivator laughed loudly, her tone full of disdain.
Qi Mengdie sneered and waved the sword in her hand.
The snow field with fluttering snowflakes suddenly shrank.
The power of space formed a strong wind, mixed with countless sharp snowflakes swept away.
Swish——
A bloody scar was scraped on the mermaid's cheek. Her expression changed drastically and she screamed, "Space. Wind. Ice Fusion Magical Power, you..."
: "Hmph..."
: "You're reacting now? Too late!" Qi Mengdie waved her sword and controlled the hurricane tornado, enveloping the mermaid, and shouted, "Die——"
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