Chapter 1499

In the desert, under the scorching sun, the body of a man is huge and suddenly becomes numerous powders. A generation of the great emperors of the ancient barbarian Kingdom, the most powerful in the imperial realm, who came back from the dead, died completely!

Although the barbarian emperor was in a state of absolute weakness when he was killed, Qin Huan managed to kill him anyway.

Looking at the vast wasteland and nine regions, how many people have done this? From this point of view, Qin Huan could be among the top of the world!

Of course, in fact, Qin Huan didn't even think about it at this time. He couldn't even turn his mind.

Because just at the moment of the emperor's death, the deep Titan blood in his body completely fell into a state of desperation and forcibly took over the control of his body.

Step forward, the abyss Titan opens his mouth and takes a deep breath in his roar!

Boom -

in a flash, like a river burst over nine days, the power of terror devours the powder of the death of the barbarian emperor, all wrapped in it, and swallows it in one mouthful!

At the next moment, Qin Huan regained his control of the body, but he did not wait for him to do anything. A huge stream of ideas exploded in his mind, directly drowning his consciousness.

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Towering mountains rise from the ground, steep and incomparable like giant swords, running through layers of dense clouds, pointing to the endless sky above the top.

A stone step passage is built around the mountain. It is hard to dig by manpower. It turns the natural danger into a thoroughfare, connecting the ground and the mountain top.

Standing on both sides of the rock steps of Panshan mountain, countless tall and burly barbarians can see the mountain top that looks like it was directly cut off the peak.

A huge stone wall stands on the top of the mountain. Countless words are carved on it. It's clear and unclear, but it can understand its meaning. However, the stone tablet seems to be covered by a layer of invisible power, which can't be seen too clearly.

Only intermittently saw the words "manguo", "heaven worship", "Dingding", "Fengchan" and so on Beside the stone tablet on the top of the mountain, there are countless tall figures, each of which is several feet tall. The closer the stone tablet is, the bigger and bigger the body will be.

A Jinjia barbarian came forward, kneeling on the ground facing the stone tablet, and chanted something in his mouth.

Rumbling -

above the head, the sky was suddenly filled with wind and clouds, followed by strong winds and torrential rain, and thunder blew all over the sky.

All this seems to be preventing something, or expressing their opposition in this way.

The Jinjia barbarians frowned and their subtle expressions changed, which made them oppressed like mountains and almost stopped breathing.

He got up, looked up at the sky, and suddenly pulled out his sword.

Then the wind dispersed and the rain stopped. All the roaring thunder disappeared.

On the reappearance of the blue sky, there is a terrible scar, which starts in the south of the sky and ends in the north of the sky.

This sword will cut the sky open!

Shua -

the barbarians in Jinjia turn around and raise their swords, "the barbarians will never be slaves!"

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A magnificent and huge city is under construction. Countless tall barbarians, waving whips, drive more people to practice, carrying huge stones and thick logs.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! "

"Who dares to be lazy? There is no good end!"

"Before the end of the month, we must complete the construction of the imperial capital. If we miss the time to decide the country, you will all die!"

In the roar, the whip was whipped up and down from time to time. Each time, it brought a large amount of flesh and blood and turned a famous family practitioner inside.

A young boy, who was heavily whipped to the ground by a whip, was covered with scars, which scattered the last strength of his body.

He "poof Tong" fell to the ground, his body twitched violently, and his mouth and nose spewed out blood.

"My son!"

He was surrounded by a middle-aged man, his eyes were red for a moment, and his feet fell heavily with a roar. He rose in the sky when the ground was broken.

"I'll fight you!"

The strong barbarian who beat the boy just sneered at him. He didn't care that he was now facing the middle-aged man.

At the next moment, the black shackles emerge, wrapping the man's whole body up and down, then frantically contracting and tightening, tearing flesh and blood into them, directly tearing and dismembering him.

A large amount of flesh and blood was thrown away for a while, and the smell of it was very fierce!

Countless people who practice, biting their teeth and looking at the scene, dare not resist.

I can only hear the roaring laughter of the barbarians, "retribution, this is your retribution All the Terrans should die! "

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In the battlefield, countless people practice together with the barbarians.

The magic light is like a meteor, running through the sky, shining brightly.

A tall barbarian, was through the body, roared down on the ground.

The blood flowed wantonly, along the ravines that the ground had been cut and split, converged into a trickle of red streams, and finally dyed the earth red.

With the mass death of the barbarians, they fell into the downwind in the whole war, but they did not surrender when they were forced into a desperate situation, but aroused the final violence and ferocity.Boom -

the roar is like thunder. A barbarian whose body is pierced by a long crossbow rushes into the human cultivator, and his body explodes directly.

His flesh and bones, infused by the terrorist force, became an invincible weapon. He swept all over the country crazily and buried the people around him!

The battlefield is finally quiet.

All the barbarians died on the spot. No one chose to retreat. The last victorious Terran practitioners watched the battlefield torn apart by the terrorist forces and issued a cry like declaration of victory.

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On the way back to the barren land, the escaping barbarian troops, the eagles flying in the sky, from time to time make a bleak and boundless cry.

There are people falling down, losing their breath and becoming the soul of this escape.

No one tried to help these fallen people, because the barbarians knew very well that since they fell, they could never stand up again.

The numb face and empty eyes can only reflect the pale sun on the top of the head and the road to the end and hope.

But even so, the pursuit from the human race has not stopped. They are holding on to the retreating team to pursue them. They are going to let the barbarians drain the last drop of blood.

Boom -

the earth is roaring, the source of the sound is from behind, and the pursuers are coming again.

On the horizon, there are a large number of soldiers on horses, wearing black armor, like the darkness that can swallow everything. Even if the sun shines on them, they will only be sucked.

"Kill!"

In the roar, the Knights of black armor come like the waves!

The escape team of the barbarians did not stop. They still moved towards the destination where they did not know when to stop. But the robust adult soldiers took the initiative to stop and come against the current.

They gather together, in their empty eyes, and blaze again - they no longer want to kill the enemies they are chasing, but only want to use their lives and blood to gain a life for the retreating people.

A moment later, when the battlefield killing ended, the black armor Knight only paid a very small price, and then killed all the barbarians who were blocked.

There are countless corpses on the ground!

"Keep going, no mercy!"

Rumbling -

the Knights of black armor reorganize their ranks and rush to the direction of the barbarians to escape again.

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