The first thousand one hundred and fifty-four chapters

"You bastard, bastard, you have already done this kind of plan, I will never let you go, it is too odious, too hateful." Fire Phoenix looked at the army of the nation, countless soldiers died, Her heart was furious, and all of this blamed herself. She wanted to help them, but she could do nothing.

"What is the plan." Xuanyuan asked to be stupid, asked a look of ignorance.

"You still pretend to be ignorant. You obviously want to take the army of my **** fire family to train the soldiers. Use their lives to teach the soldiers of the 'Cold Heaven and Immortals', what is sacrifice, use their lives to inspire their hearts. Courage, use their lives to establish the prestige of the 'Hunt of the Cold Lady' to achieve her." Now, how can the Phoenix not understand the Fire Phoenix? The ultimate beneficiary is the Cold Lady. '.

"This is inevitable. Do you want your warrior to die worthless and die without meaning? If you want to deal with your Taikoo royal family, I can't do it alone, so I need countless human beings to be strong. Proudly contend with it." Xuanyuan smiled happily, and looked at it with great care.

Looking at the Xuanyuan, this kind of cloud-like appearance, the Phoenix wants to have the heart of Xuanyuan’s death. It’s too odious. Such a person is really abominable.

"This kind of value built on the enemy's growth and leap, I would rather not, I would rather let them die in a mediocrity, not let them temper the enemy's will, and strengthen their beliefs." Fire Phoenix is ​​very shocked. The behavior of Xuanyuan directly made the entire warrior in Frost Snow City get a qualitative change. This is a kind of excavation for their inner potential and courage. This is extremely difficult to do, but Xuanyuan is actually doing this. In a short time, it will be done.

"Okay, very good." Xuanyuan laughed and laughed, but did not pay attention to the fire phoenix, but the eyes of the earth, watching Luo Zixu's firm eyes, at this moment her, the wind is perfect, as if on the battlefield The bright pearl, even if it is the emperor, she is not dazzling, she is the most dazzling, even if it is a phoenix, facing such a human saint, is also a heartfelt admiration.

At this moment, Liaozi’s body was extremely tired and exhausted. She took a few elixirs and the body’s vindictiveness was constantly recovering. However, she still did not have a slight retreat, looking at the front, re-voiced: “Synonym Let's die!"

"Together with the same life." In the city of Frost and Snow, at this moment, the military and the people are united, they should be in unison, and the momentum is rushing, like Changhong.

In this war, Lhotse played her position in the 'Cold Heaven and Immortal'. Everyone is really recognizing this saint from the heart. This is the holy woman in their minds,' The face of the cold sun is incomparably ugly, and many things are far beyond his expectations, making him unimaginable.

'Tianhanjun' turned out to be desperate and violated his orders to help Luo Zikai. This is simply the face of countless people, slamming his face, but at this moment, he has no help, no The way, my heart is very discouraged.

Because he knows that in this war, Lonzi’s reputation has already surpassed him far, and he’s in the 'Han Tian Xian Fu’, and he’s no longer fighting for Luo Zi’s. He can’t think of it. In the end, where is the courage to come from, the face of the emperor of the Taikoo royal family, still can not be afraid, killing the front line, left and right, rushing to kill the Quartet, several times almost died, but still did not shake her determination .

In the frosty city.

Countless people from all walks of life squatted together, and they pleaded up to the blessings, and blessed the female goddess who guarded them. The 'King of the Cold Heaven' could return safely, they were willing to sacrifice for her, they were faithful, and they were theirs. The **** in my heart.

At this moment, they seem to feel the words that have been passed down from generation to generation: 'Cold Heaven and Immortal' is our patron saint, we are under their guardianship, for generations, the weather is smooth, no disease, no disaster, they gave us A happy land where we can live, we are all their people.

It’s just that these people have never felt it, and more of them are indifferent. It’s all because people’s minds have changed, no longer like they used to.

Nowadays, together with the war, they have nowhere to hide, they can only sit and wait, everyone is desperate, but Lhotse has ignited their hopes.

Whether it is from the people of Lebanon or the soldiers in the 'Han Tian Xian Fu', at this moment, the belief in their hearts is Liao Zikai.

Every bit of the power of faith began to gather, unconsciously, and integrated into her body. Liao Zi clearly felt that the will of each and every one of his own people was filled with strength. In order to protect them, they must become stronger, with a bang, and Luo Zi’s knowledge of the sea suddenly shocked.

In an instant, a portal opened for her.

Among the great army of the Taikoo kings, countless masters frowned:

"The door of the Sage, she has to step into the realm of the sages, not a half-step sage, but a true sage!"

At this moment, there has been an unprecedented transformation in the body of Lvzi, and the 'Hantian Son' has looked black and black, and there is an extremely strong sputum in his eyes. At this moment, he understands that Luozi has far exceeded He is.

"It doesn't matter, there are robbers, can you cross the past or not." "The Son of the Cold" is very gloomy in the heart, looking forward to the fall of Luo Zikai in the robbery, so that no one can shake his position. It is.

"Why, she stepped into the realm of the sages, why did not come to the robbery..." The Taijun royal army was screaming, unbelievable. Once the breakthrough is inevitable, there will be robbery and punishment. The ‘cold-day saint’ is not a teacher.

"In the imprisonment, there are means to delay the robbery and kill, kill, break the frost Syracuse, and attack and kill!"

The army of the Shenhuo people accelerated, although only the enemy's holy women broke through the realm of the sages, but in this case, it will only affect the morale of the army.

"It seems that my 'Cold Heavenly Immortal' is really a yin and yang, 洛子兮, without words, utter silence, but with such a firm mind, she has always relied on her own understanding, relying on her own practice There is not much relying on the treasures of heaven and earth, and there are countless strong men in the 'Cold Heavenly Son' who guide him, and lay a solid foundation for him. In the end, it is not as good as Luozi." An old man is secretly Sighed.

"What's so strange, I have long been optimistic about Luo Zi's gimmick, and the next 'Han Tian Xian Fu''s head will be taken over by her. As for this 'cold-day son', it's hard to do anything. Just follow him!"

In the dark, there have always been the characters of the 'Han Tian Xian Fu'. They have never shot, they want to see the performance of the younger generation, and the Shenhuo people have been standing still, and they are all because of them.

The reason why the opposite emperor did not start with Lvzi, but also because they all felt the inside of Frost Snow City, and secretly hid the horrible existence of the Terran. They held the hands of the Utopia, and once they attacked, they will It’s really the death of them. The power of the innocent is always unimaginable.

Although Lhotse has stepped into the realm of the sages, on the battlefield, the power of one person has no meaning at all.

The light of the imperial ban was forced to retreat. A **** fire family, using the blood and soul of their warriors, the blood stream disappeared silently, and the blood of countless soldiers went underground.

"Kill, they are almost unable to withstand it." Thousands of smashed smashed squadrons fired together and beat the whole emperor to tremble.

The innumerable ‘Han Tian Xian Fu’ warriors have shattered and turned into fly ash. Their essence of life has dried up, and so are their souls.

"How about, we have to shoot." One of the hidden characters of the hidden 'Han Tian Xian Fu', some of them began to sit still.

"Let's look at it first, don't worry, the half-step emperor on the opposite side, the quasi-imperialist figures are also guarding us!"

In the distance, Xuanyuan looked at this scene, his face was a gratifying smile, and his heart slowly said: "Zi Zi, you have worked hard, then, it is me, I will share the worry for you!"

Xuanyuan’s thoughts moved, and the forty-nine generals occupied forty-nine positions, which coincided with the number of seventy-seven.

Since the red beans in their bodies, they have quietly merged into the earth under their feet, and they have been motivated at the same time.

Numerous earth and earth trends are intertwined, whether it is the 'Han Tian Xian Fu' or the master of the Shenhuo army, at this moment, I feel very wrong.

In the distant Xuanyuan, with his hands behind his back, his long hair is swaying with the wind, his smile is very calm, and everything is under his control. This time, even if the Shenhuo army is not completely annihilated, it will be fatally wounded.

Because the fire is enough.

The heaven and earth road that Xuanyuan has laid down, called the yin and yang ghosts, needs to be able to exert the maximum effect with a lot of flesh and blood and soul.

Countless royal army dying, unconsciously, their blood bones, their souls, were swallowed into the ground.

Everything was quietly and silently, and there was no light to cover the imperial ban.

Their blood, their will, their souls, will be sacrifices, offering sacrifices, and summoning horrible ghosts and gods.

The earth of the foot, the network of communication and intertwining, intertwined, the dark red blood and the sky, all over the battlefield of hundreds of thousands of miles.

Everyone felt the danger of incomparable, and the commander of the Shenhuo family took the initiative and shouted: "The whole army retreats, there must be no mistakes!"

He deeply understands that if he stays more, he will only die more miserable...

Xuanyuan’s mouth rises and outlines the smile of Senran, one word at a time:

"I want to go this time, late, sick, get up."

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