——A fierce fire broke out between the Pan-Continent Chosen Legion and the Temple Alliance, and before that, the Holy Land Dibia seemed to be attacked by unknown enemies!

——When attacking the Holy Land, the Pan-Continent Chosen Army indeed discovered the weapon against the Chosen specially developed by the Temple Alliance! In addition, many detained people have been found. It is said that these subjects as test items have been tortured crazy!

——This is an insidious plan against us!

——There is nothing to say! Whether it is the Temple Alliance or the Sea Clan, they are all our enemies!

-Zhu Jun! We don’t like war! But when the oppression hits the head, we are not stingy to resist!

——The Pan-Continent God Selection Army from now on, not from the Temple Alliance! It's our own!

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When Zhao Nan woke up, it seemed that a very fierce battle had ended. Although his body recovered, but the power of his will was still in a weak state, Lord Listening Wind City Lord, was yawning and watching the passionate declaration from the side chosen by God about the post-war period.

But it's more like self-comfort after defeat. Yes, even if the Holy Land is hit by the blank, it seems that the hoarding hoarders can't deal with it. After the gods are seeded, there is no power of will. Even if the chosen person has a pseudo-immortal body, he no longer has any advantage when facing a believer warrior.

"Did you not encounter the main force at the time... No wonder it was weaker than expected."

Galloping in the sky, Zhao Nan looked down. This is a valley in which there are many people, some sitting on the ground, and some directly falling asleep on the ground. This is the retreated Pan-Continent God Chosen Army after attacking the Holy Land.

For the Chosen, as long as he can't die. Then no matter how serious the injury is, it can recover in an instant. Therefore, there are no so-called wounded here, only fewer people. But even so, exhausted and unable to move after a fierce battle is unavoidable.

"This group of people are really bad, they are like the eldest brother you are the chosen ones, it is a shame to this name." These are words from the sky dragon.

Zhao Nan shook his head and said: "I'm a little bit different. In fact, they are doing much better than I expected. At least on the floating island after this. Xia Le Tuolu will become very busy, right? After all, so much. Because of this battle, people can transform into gods and spirits."

"It's just that, elder brother, why do you bother to break the Temple Alliance and the Chosen Army? In this case, are you afraid that the Sea Clan will take the opportunity to continue to advance?"

"Eurisius, there is such a saying in my hometown,'Heroes in troubled times'. If the world is not in trouble, where will the heroes come from?"

The sky dragon, who turned into a human body, didn't seem to understand the meaning of these words, and his eyes opened curiously.

Zhao Nan smiled and said softly: "In short, the progress is too slow."

This sentence was even more incomprehensible to Eurisis. only. My owner and eldest brother said whatever happened.

"Let's go, I haven't been home for a while." Zhao Nan waved.

The ninth emperor, who was still sleeping in the air, was covered with a layer of transparent crystal at this moment... As if she had preserved the most beautiful work of art in the world, Zhao Nan included it in her personal space. Among.

At the same time, the sky dragon returned to his pet space, and finally glanced at the many chosen ones who had a rest in this valley, Zhao Nan quietly disappeared in place.

No one knew he had been here.

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Slowly wiped his sword.

The brilliance that exists all the time in the holy place Dibia has been dyed with a layer of soft light in this saber meeting for many years. When sitting alone on a boulder. When he held the wiped saber high above his head, the first **** envoy Claude was behind him. There are thousands of corpses that are melting.

It is said that after the death of the Chosen, this happens in the body.

But Claude didn't care-what he cared about was that among the thousands, there were more corpses before, none of which was the target he wanted.

The sacred place Dibia suffered an unprecedented disaster and the murderer who caused the death of the Supreme Speaker.

"Master Cloud, there is no longer a Chosen in the Holy Land."

A believer warrior came galloping at this time. Fell behind Claude. The blood dyed his shirt dark red, and there was also a touch of fatigue on his face.

Although those chosen by God seldom have will, and more of it is of an epic level, their true combat effectiveness is terrifying. Although this time defeated the army of the Chosen who had suddenly invaded, Dibia, the holy land, was not too much better... at least. Believers and warriors are also difficult to be like the Chosen One, even if they are severely injured, they can recover as long as they breathe.

But if they broke their hands or feet, they really broke their hands or feet.

"Bafidi! Come out and meet me!"

The solemn voice came out very far away, and after that voice came out, an old man soon heard it. It is the current Great Elder Bafidi of the Temple of War.

"The battle is over." Claude looked at Buffidi indifferently, "You can tell me in detail now, who is the destroyer of the Holy Land!"

"Claude... are you really going to deal with that person?"

"Whoever destroys my holy place must not be merciless!" Claude slowly put his beloved sword into the scabbard, "I can't let the people of my holy place die in vain, nor can I let my holy place have anyone. Bullying!"

Bafidi sighed: "Claude, even if people weren't here at the time, I think you should have felt the horror of the will? The supreme seats joined forces, and even triggered the defense of the Holy Land, the result is still... "

"So what?" Claude jumped down from the boulder and looked at Buffidi indifferently: "My temple alliance, has never been threatened! Has never been as useless as today?"

"Claude, if because of your provocation, the other party will once again transfer the anger into my holy place, and let the holy place suffer this terrible disaster again, can you bear the responsibility?" He took a deep breath and said with unprecedented solemnity.

"So, as long as you kill people before that, it's all right?"

There is no unexpected rebuttal, only this kind of oath, an understatement. The first envoy of Dibia, the holy land, reached out and peeled off the tortoise shell on his body at this time!

A sword light swept across, and a huge cross scar appeared on Claude's face.

"Claude, you..." Buffidi opened his eyes inconceivably at this time, looking at him with horror: "You actually abandoned your Lord's glory?"

"It's nothing, originally I didn't rely on anyone to hold the power of this body. From now on, I have nothing to do with the temple alliance, and there is no such person as Claude in the world. I am now Mukaye... one for revenge. And the people who exist."

Miukaye... is not a name, but an ancient language that has the pronunciation of revenge!

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In the dim prison, footsteps ushered in.

When the footsteps sounded, the people in the prison did not make any movements, but just sat here and closed their eyes.

There is no shackles on him, and if he needs to leave this prison, it is just a breeze. However, it did not do so.

Because he understands that all this seems to be in vain. And the other party didn't mean to send someone to guard it.

It's like following a special tacit understanding... Being here, never leaving, just because of an attitude.

"His Royal Highness, is it accustomed to live?" A voice that seemed to be a greeting like an old friend came. The one who came was one of the veterans of the Dragon Kingdom, a man named Ximenyu.

"It's pretty quiet."

The moment he opened his eyes, the sitting person stood up at the same time, but never approached-even though there was a non-threatening iron gate between the two.

"Are you still not going to leave?" Ximenyu played with his palms carefully, "Now what is happening in the Holy Land, probably you will know better than me? Anyway, the conditions have been given to you, you can actually do it at any time. go back."

Guan Qingfeng looked at Ximenyu silently, and said with a mockery: "Ximen, do you think the Temple Alliance will really compromise with your Dragon Kingdom? That kind of religious organization is so much a trick to deceive people, especially these almost A believer warrior like blind."

"That's why I need you to go back and fight for me... With your identity as the Son, what you say is naturally different."

Guan Qingfeng sneered and said: "Don't forget, before being the Son of God, I was also one of the chosen ones who invaded the Holy Land this time."

"Of course, you can do it, can't you?" Ximenyu chuckled and opened the iron gate in front of him-this was not locked.

He turned his body sideways and made a please gesture, "If you are now counseling and plan to return to the Chosen formation again, then it is a big joke. It would be better to stand on the side of the Temple Alliance. More vigorous."

Seeing Guan Qingfeng with a gloomy expression, Xi Menyu smiled lightly: "Then, I will wait for your good news, your honorable Royal Highness."

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Guan Qingfeng finally walked out of this cell slowly, just like he had walked out of the Forbidden City.

When he walked past Ximen Yu, he suddenly whispered: "Ximen...I never thought that you were a person who was willing to be afraid of you."

But he couldn't think of it anyway. The next veteran of the Dragon Kingdom just glanced at himself lightly, "What are you talking about? What subjugation to others? We are all just to create a place suitable for living. The world is working hard for us to survive here normally."

How much is true and how much is false?

totally no idea.

"Really..." Guan Qingfeng didn't nod or object, "It's good."