When Tang Tianjun heard this, he was relieved and said, "don't argue. My fruit has answered the will. Then he is the God who will kill heaven. Ha ha, you can't rob him."

Smelling the speech, the veterans present stared at him angrily, with some helplessness.

Based on their understanding of Ye Tianze, it will certainly not be a decoration to get this army out. It is definitely a new army that can be Pingmei's eight legions.

Let tangguoguo go, that is to cultivate young people. Resources will certainly forget that this new army will tilt upward. Before long, it may be another Vulcan army and thunder army.

They all know the honor of creating the first army, and only yuan Mo has enjoyed it.

The Weiyang seven armies inherited the former Terran seven armies, so they are not regarded as pioneers.

The Qi Tian army was founded only because of the situation. Among the eight armies, the combat effectiveness of Qi Tian army is not the strongest.

However, the newly created army of killing heaven is definitely not so simple. This is under the condition that the Honghuang nationality has been fighting with the xuanming nationality for ten years and is about to defeat the coalition army.

The most important thing is that this Legion is called Zhu Tian. As long as the Honghuang people come out of the picture of all living beings, they all understand the meaning of Zhu Tian!

In Buzhou mountain, there was a sky sword killing array. The emperor of the five ethnic groups was the sword bearer of the sky sword killing array. They knew the weight very well.

"I believe you should all understand the meaning of the army of killing heaven."

Ye Tianze glanced at the generals and his eyes fell on Tang Guoguo. "In the picture of all living beings, there was Buzhou mountain, Buzhou mountain, and there was a sky killing sword array. Only the strongest of all ethnic groups are qualified to hold the sword."

Tangguoguo suddenly felt heavy, not because of Ye Tianze's eyes, but because of the eight words "the strongest can hold the sword".

"Tang Guoguo, listen to me. The new army of killing heaven will become the sword of the Honghuang family, and the God of killing heaven will be my sword. What I mean, where the sword is going, and where our family is going!"

Ye Tianze said coldly, "this God killing general is not so easy to be. I give you to be the God General of the heavens. You can also take away your title at any time and let stronger people bear it!"

Tangguoguo's heart was heavy, but he soon raised his head. He was a member of the Voldemort family. He had Voldemort's blood and was the first friar to come out of the God of fire Legion.

He is well deserved, the best soldier. The heavier the pressure, the more excited he is.

Tang Guoguo raised his head in high spirits and said, "don't worry, your majesty. As long as you don't ask me to provide for the elderly in the wasteland City, I'll go out and kill him. I'll turn my horse and let the world... No, I want all civilizations in the world to know the power of my army to kill heaven and the power of my family's sword!"

Speaking of this, he looked back at the ten thousand soldiers who were still green and astringent in front of him and said, "would you like to set foot on the journey and sweep the world of the heavens despite me?"

"The sword of killing heaven is what my family is aiming at; what my emperor is pointing at is the will of killing heaven!" ten thousand soldiers shouted in unison, roaring like thunder.

"Your Majesty, I don't accept it," said Gao Chenyun. "Since I'm an orphan of the dark Department, I'd like to ask for orders for Feng qinger to join the army of killing heaven and drive her for your majesty."

"I beg for Zhao Tianyu and all the dark orphans of Xuanjin army!" Zhao fan knelt down on one knee.

"I'm the Eighth Army of the Honghuang, all the secret department orphans ask for orders..."

All the leaders immediately knelt down on one knee. Of course, they are not willing to give up this opportunity. The army of killing heaven, but the sword of the Honghuang family, is the sword of his majesty.

If they can't kill the God general, they have to enter the orphans left by the dark friars in the battle field. Even yuan Mo began to ask for orders, because there are too few friars of the four races, less than one tenth of them, and the rest are human.

Those who enter the dark part are not only the human race, but also the demon race, the witch race, the Protoss and the Shura race. They are also the Honghuang race.

Ye Tianze seemed to have been prepared and said, "I've agreed to all your requests. However, the Zhutian Legion only accepts orphans, and the Zhutian Legion only has 100000!"

"100000!"

All the veterans present were stunned. What's the use of 100000? They thought that if the Zhutian army became the sword of the Honghuang family, it would cost at least 10 million.

Even tangguoguo has complaints. What's the use of 100000 friars?

Unless you are one hundred thousand limitless Tao, others can easily consume you in the world.

"100000 is enough." looking at their eyes, ye Tianze said, "what I want is the sharpest sword."

As soon as ye Tianze raised his hand, 10000 sets of armor fell beside them, only the size of a palm, but when he saw the armor, all the veteran's eyes widened.

"Wasteland armor?"

"Yes, it should be the wasteland armor made by Tiangong and Shenwen."

"It is said that the best materials are used. Looking at the smooth surface, it is more transparent than the streamer armor of the xuanming family. It is almost transparent."

"Is it really so strong? Ten thousand sets have been built in five years!"

The veterans were not only surprised, but also skeptical.

"Kill the heavenly army!" Tang Guoguo gave an order, "armor!"

"Here!" ten thousand soldiers were ordered to wear armor.

The armor with palm size fell into their hands, and they immediately shed blood on the armor, and then the armor immediately became larger and integrated with them.

Just now, the green ten thousand soldiers disappeared and were replaced by ten thousand soldiers wearing streamer armor.

They were completely wrapped in battle armor, and even their facial features disappeared. If they hadn't been dressed in armor, the veteran present would have thought that the xuanming clan had come to the wasteland city.

"Their breath..." Yuan Mo was most sensitive to the breath. He felt that these armor had no loopholes, but it seemed that he could breathe.

He felt that what existed in the armour was not the famous dark orphan just now, but a wild beast. At the command, they would tear up any enemy in front of them.

As soon as ye Tianze raised his hand, another pair of armor fell into Tang Guoguo's hand and said, "this is yours!"

Tang Guoguo shed blood, and then the armor immediately wrapped his whole body. His armor was the most unique. After putting it on, it turned into fire red. The whole body was like a burning flame. When he released his breath, even Tang Tianjun felt trembling in their hearts.

"So strong!" Tang Tianjun swallowed his saliva.

As soon as the voice fell, ten thousand soldiers released their own breath at the same time, and immediately a stream of Qi and blood rose into the sky like wolf smoke.

The whole Honghuang city felt this breath and the owner of these breath.

Zhou Chong and Zhuge Qi were stunned. What kind of armor is this that makes them feel threatened?

"Will and blood merge with it. This armor is more advanced than the streamer armor of the xuanming family!" Yuan Mo said to himself.

"Sword out of scabbard!" a command, first tangguoguo pulled out his sword out of scabbard.

Immediately after, ten thousand soldiers pulled out their swords and scabbards in a neat and uniform manner, all at the same time and at the same time.

When they pulled out their swords, a more huge breath burst out from them. The veteran soldiers who had experienced many battles subconsciously stepped back.

The sword was smooth and flawless, and the armor was also smooth and flawless. The reflected face was clearer than the mirror.

Seeing the ten thousand armored men in front of them, the veterans envied them, but they couldn't help but sour their nose.