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"Crazy, crazy, are they going to sink beigulu island?" The old man roared, his hair shawled, his eyes deep and terrible, and his anger almost burst out.

There are big enemies in the front and also in the back. On the left, there are emperor soldiers recovering.

Such a situation can only happen in ancient years, because the recovery of Imperial troops involves too much. If not properly controlled, beigulu island will be sunk every minute.

Obviously, they don't care anymore. They just want to destroy this temple.

Hum!

Far from knowing how many miles and miles away, there was a thick sword cut to here. A supreme priest in the hall came back, a strong man of the candle clan. His expression was cold and his eyes were cold, as if the God of war had come, and his blood was boiling inside.

The sword in the hand is cyan, but the color is very rich, it seems a little strange.

Under this sword, his men would come back here, roaring like the roar of a real dragon, and the terrible breath would surge to the battlefield.

However, such a terrible roar was blocked by the emperor of Baize. He stepped out step by step. The Yin and Yang clocks were suspended above his head, and the black and white lights were dripping. It was very sacred and gave people a feeling of magic.

Hazy, only a pair of cold eyes revealed, he coldly staring back to the supreme way: "no teeth."

Toothless sneer: "heaven and man is the race recognized by God, all demon clans will submit, and you, will become the past, become a kind of history."

The emperor said: "is it? The holy palace says that birdmen is the race chosen by God, but you say that Yuzu is. Can I also say that we Baize is the demon clan leader? "

Toothless sneered and stopped talking. He noticed the recovery of the Yin and Yang clocks, which was not good news.

Twenty years ago, the emperor did not revive the Yin and Yang clock. Now, he is going to revive. This shows his determination to this war.

The emperor went forward again: "surrender!"

The atmosphere of primitive simplicity and vicissitudes is overwhelming. There is no doubt in his indifferent voice, as if he was a demon emperor and the emperor respected by all nationalities.

Dang!

Decades later, the Yin and Yang bells rang again, and the emperor's breath rolled into the battlefield and suppressed everything. Even without teeth, he could not move. His face was pale and his mouth vomited blood.

Left side.

Meng Xiaoqi wearing armor, holding a long halberd, step by step to the battlefield, under the cover of glory, he is like a God coming, Emperor soldiers in recovery, no one dares to approach him.

Suddenly, a candle strong hand, knife light burst out, chopped here.

Meng Xiaoqi stopped and yelled: "I will kill God..." The last word, he roared for a long time, as if to roar out the anger that had been suppressed in his heart for many years, as if he wanted to transmit this roar to heaven.

He was thinking that elder brother Li could hear, master could, and they could.

The long halberd cuts through the sky, and the void is fragmented. This land collapses directly. All the strong people in the area of hundreds of miles are killed at this moment. No one can resist the divine power of the emperor's army.

Of course, in his realm, it will cost a lot to revive the imperial army.

Maybe he can wave the halberd three times at most, but three times is enough.

Behind him came the voice of Chen Xiaoxi: "you still have two chances to shoot, you have to make sure you come back here after the third time."

Meng Xiaoqi did not speak, the pace was faster, holding the Euphorbia officinalis, rushed to the battlefield filled with light and fire.

At this time, the East in the sky once again said, "compress their range of activities. I want this palace to sleep forever." Her voice was like death's command, and all the strongmen of the grottoes pressed forward at this moment.

The killing is getting more and more terrible.

Dream of small Qi's Halberd stopped resuscitation, he was completely exhausted, Chen Xiaoxi came over, caught his body, some blame said: "not let you be ready to come out?"

He grinned: "it's hard to revive emperor soldiers. I'm excited."

She quipped her lips: "I don't have fighting power. If they're alive, then we're finished." The voice fell, she took Meng Xiaoqi's body and left the battlefield.

On the other side, the emperor's battle was over. The strong man of the Baize clan came over and said in a low voice, "she gave orders to reduce the range of activities of the palace."

Yeah?

The emperor looked cold and said, "let them fight first. We are ready to enter the arena. That thing can't fall into the hands of the demons."

The strong men of the Baize clan began to withdraw from the battlefield.

The candles roared one by one: "my ancestors are coming back soon. You are ready to die!"

"Tianren clan is the supreme demon clan."

"Phoenix..."

"Ha ha!"

"The devil's cave will sink, and no one can stop it."This is their last struggle, the voice is getting smaller and smaller, one by one the strong began to fall down, gurgling blood gushing, dyed the ruins red.

Two hours later, everything was silent, and the battle was over. All the strong men on the side of the palace were killed, along with several strong men of the Tianren clan.

Eight royal families and four royal families began to shrink and move towards the East.

She went down step by step.

At this time, the strong man of the Baize clan came, the emperor was in the front, and he said without expression: "Tianbei is mine."

Dongfang looked at him quietly, without saying anything, but all the powerful demon people behind her looked cold. They looked at the disciples of the Baize clan, and there was no awe in their eyes.

The grottoes are headed by archaic Phoenix. Unless the real demon emperor comes, even an emperor can't make them submit.

No one to speak, the emperor waved his big hand, and the strong people of the Baize clan flocked to the peak one after another.

Suddenly, a deep sword cut down, very strong, cut through the sky, straight on the body of the strong Baize people, those strong people were caught off guard and directly fell.

Then, crazy laughter spread all over the sky, the old man is not dead, he is holding a rusty iron sword, coldly watching this group of strong enemies ready to carve up their palace.

At this moment, life and death are no longer important. He is defending the last dignity of this temple.

He stares at the emperor and smiles coldly: "twenty years ago, you started that plot in the south?"

The emperor said nothing.

, the old man went on, "I knew you had problems. No one can be immortal. Even the great emperor, and you are just a monk, the essence of life is indispensable if you want to live. Am I right?"

The strong man of Baize nationality was angry: "you are nonsense. The emperor of our family has left a strong energy of life, so that the emperor can live to the present. He is still young, and he has a long time to go."

Hearing this, the old man laughed and looked at them like a fool: "life energy? Do you believe it? Even if you are sleeping, you need to maintain some consumption. What kind of life energy do you think will make your emperor live to the present? "