() Accepting the strength of the king, his high-minded attitude, and his strong character, there must be a great chance that the indigenous people in the corpse soul world will not be tolerated.

Qin Yi is waiting for this opportunity. Unlike the other party, he is familiar with everything in this world and knows how to maximize the role of power.

He was originally intended to watch the show, but at this moment he saw the unwillingness and suppressed anger in the eyes of the captains of the corpse souls.

This is the flame of revenge. It is the hatred of the enemy that does not succumb to power.

The death of Yamamoto Yuanliu Zhongguo undoubtedly stimulated the most ferocious hatred deep inside the corpse souls.

It can be said that the hatred value of the accepting king to the entire corpse soul world has already exploded.

Under such circumstances, it is naturally the best choice to include the other side in your own power. In contrast, in the face of the acceptance risk, it is nothing to Qin Yi.

"My lord, the passage to the corpse soul is open!"

Urciola stooped slightly and whispered.

"well!"

"Everyone present, follow first, and the rest will follow!"

Qin Yi nodded and saw the black-red crack not far from the front, stepping into it.

Behind him, Puyuan Xizhu, Gai Nie, Zhang Liang, Ace, Bo Fengshuimen, etc. entered one after another, and the ten faces of the broken army followed closely.

These elite strongmen gathered from various worlds can be said to be the forefront of Qin Yi's men. Although some of these people were born in a low-level civilized world, their ability to increase their strength after leaving the shackles of the original civilization is quite scary.

Talents are talents everywhere. For a different world, they can make a more frightening reputation than before.

Corpse Soul World, Ling Ting.

Before accepting Wang step by step, holding the knife, he exuded a breath of breath, shocked the audience, and made every death pressure.

After beheading and killing the captain, he gave powerful coercion.

"How to do?"

Shifangu Dongshilang's eyes flickered and he was almost exhausted with a scar.

Beside him, every captain level, at this moment, has to deal with far more powerful ones, and he can't rush out at all.

Under such circumstances, the kingdom of death is increasing, waiting for their results, and ultimately there is only one way to die.

Time passed, and suddenly a humming sounded.

The captains looked back, only to see a blood flower bloom, a captain bent down slowly.

"Dongxian wants !!!"

Cried Jingle Chunshui.

The blood on Dongxian's waist was blooming, and a large piece of meat was taken away by the death **** of the country who held a flower-like cutting sword.

"Uh!"

At the same time, familiar pains were heard in the rest of the place.

"Linji !!"

"Lanju!"

A scream of exclamations rang through the battlefield.

On the side of the corpse soul, as the death **** of the kingdom leaped over both sides of the acceptance king and poured in, more and more people were injured, and the breath of despair permeated everyone.

"What should I do?"

"Dead Soul, haven't you been saved?"

One by one, with a look of depression, their fighting spirit is retreating.

At this moment, Dongxian asked the other side, and there was a bang, and people were shocked to see that the captain kneeled on his knees and threw the sword into the ground.

"I surrender!"

A low voice sounded, shaking everyone's heart.

On the side of the corpse soul, the gods of death showed an unbelievable complexion. The original will to fight rebelliously, and when the captain knelt, he began to disintegrate.

"Ah, why is this so?"

"Don't kill me!"

"Rame, Rao, I'm willing to surrender!"

Someone took the lead. The panic and the weak atmosphere spread quickly, and immediately lowered the head of the corpse soul world.

The accepting king saw this scene, and his mouth raised a smile.

"That's right!"

"My king hates dumb guys!"

"People who are willing to surrender to Lao Guo immediately kneel on one knee and kill any enemy standing on the ground from this moment!"

His orders spread throughout the space, and there was another tear of death, eyes full of red silk, and trembling and kneeling.

There is no doubt that this kind of humiliation surrenders every death god, but for the sake of death, it is helpless.

This is human nature. It is reality. How many people can stand up to the great fear of death, life and death.

"Asshole!"

The rotten tree shriek roared when he saw this scene.

The beheaded sword turned into pink cherry blossoms, scattered all over the place, but couldn't break a road. The enemy may not be his opponent, but after a multi-player attack, he is able to explode with a considerable amount of power.

He knew very well that his side was suppressed by quantity!

There are too many strong people in this country of unknown origin!

"The corpse soul is about to die!"

Ichimaru murmured, her eyes narrowed into a seam, and the icy light burst out.

"But before I die, I have to kill more enemies!"

Someone kneels in humiliation at this moment, but more people are dying to fight to the end.

The various states of life and human nature are undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

The accepting king smiled and was very satisfied with the situation at the moment. Conquering the corpse soul was just his starting point. Next, he had to use soldiers in the virtual circle to completely destroy the king who opposed him.

He stepped up and was ready to enter the war circle, giving these last-hit guys the last blow.

But at this moment, the black and red cracks appeared in the top of the corpse's sky.

"Oh!"

The immensely powerful King's breath swept the sky, and suddenly suppressed, leaving everyone in the room to be stunned, and then suddenly looked up.

"That is?!!"

Looking up at the scene in my eyes, everyone in the scene contracted their pupils.

One after another, all over the space, they stood on top of the void, looking down, their eyes indifferent.

The invisible dignified breath spreads across the corpse soul world, stopping the battle for a moment.

There are more and more black-red cracks, and more and more people come out of them.

"Who are they?"

"It doesn't seem to be the same as the acceptance of Jianba!"

The captains were surprised and their eyes flashed.

They were keenly aware that when this group of people appeared in the sky, the expression of the **** of death was also changed.

Especially with respect to the acceptance of Jianba, his face looking up looked from cold to cold.

"It's the guy who beheaded Sword Yaba that day!"

Jingle Chunshui looked up at the sky and stared at one of them with narrow eyes.

"It seems to be coming just fine!"

"The culling of culling, the salvation of salvation."

The man was dressed in a black dragon robe, black cloaked, blood-stained eyes, looking down, with an elusive smile on the corner of his mouth, but the momentum of his body made everyone look down.

"Well, should I thank you, accept the king!"

His words narrowed the eyes of the audience.

"So, guys, do what you should do!"

Crossing his hands and embracing his chest, Qin Yi said lightly.

With one order, countless figures suddenly dived down and fell into the war circle.

"Mirako Hiroko?"

"Six Car Boxing West?"

"Urahara Kisuke!"

"Also, more wooden sword eight?"

Each figure was recognized by the death gods in the corpse soul, and their eyes were full of surprise.

"Don't make a fuss, leave here with us!"

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Suddenly, the people in the corpse soul immediately understood that this group of people came to save them, and after that, strange crowds also appeared, and they were quickly wrapped in them to separate them from the death of the kingdom.

Accepting Wang's eyes was extremely cold at this moment. He stared at Qin Yi in the sky, embracing his hands.

"My King has been looking forward to this moment for a long time!"

"Today, I want you to die!"

But the next moment, a figure interspersed in the center of his sight.

"Accept the king, today!"

"My King wants you to die too!"

It was Li Yuanli, whose beheaded sword was buzzing, and it was now pulled out.

The two kings met with revenge and resentment! u

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