"Chong, it's time to reclaim everything that our old people have taken away from the desolate. ”

"Old people can also have power, we are not old pigs who let these absurds bully. ”

"Kill the wasteland, dare to look down on us...... They need to pay a price. ”

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Thousands of old people rushed out of the old crowd at the same time.

Like a torrent rushing towards the nearest desert soldiers.

The desolate generals reacted quickly and immediately caught up.

The two sides fought in one place......

In the past few months, they have been practicing with Nancy almost sleeplessly, and they have been given gifts from Fangzheng, and every time Fang Zheng appears in front of them, he will have a fierce physical effect in their hearts with the resonance of the heart seal, making them mistakenly think that this is spiritual oppression...... Although these people have not been brainwashed, in their minds, the fact that the old gods are stronger than the desolate emperor has already been hammered.

And under Nancy's preaching, today is the time when the old people are exalting their prestige and killing the desolate emperor, and when the old gods get the general trend, they are the founding fathers, and the history of the old people will be created by them.

There are backers on the top, coupled with the sleepless cultivation of these old people for three months, their strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and their self-confidence is almost bursting, even in the face of heavily armed desert soldiers, they are not afraid at all, and even caught off guard, but they still have the upper hand.

In the blink of an eye, more than 100 desert soldiers have died.

It's just that after the fierce fighting, no one noticed that in the crowd, a thin figure quietly retreated.

Nancy looked at the stalemate battlefield in front of her and silently apologized in her heart.

He really put his heart into these people, but there is no way, this is a necessary sacrifice, their death can prove that the old man can also have power, the old man is not high, their old man, can also overthrow the rule of the desolate.

Their sacrifice is worth a lot.

"I'll always remember you!"

Nancy silently tossed a handful of tears in her heart, and then disappeared into the distance.

And seeing the battlefield that was fighting itself, the desolate emperor sighed lightly and said: "Because I know that there is no luck at all, I plan to attack openly, and put all my hopes in a battle, which seems to be very decisive, but the grasshopper shakes the tree, naïve and stupid, it seems that this woman's status is higher than I imagined, and we may have caught a big fish by accident." ”

The desolate lord had a heavy face and said in a low voice: "I can't imagine that these humans have unknowingly lurked in our desolate realm in such a large number......"

"After today, the abyss will be destroyed. ”

The Desolate Emperor got up and shouted, "Wei Chi." ”

"The minister is here. ”

"Go according to the plan. ”

"Yes. ”

Wei Chi raised the command flag in his hand high.

From the depths of the palace, hundreds of desolate men rushed out, not holding swords, but carrying a large pot on their backs, and even more squirting spears in their hands, looking like farmers spraying pesticides more than soldiers.

And as they rushed in, a mist of crimson blood erupted from their spray guns.

It was not water that spewed out, but blood, the blood of the desolate.

After a hundred years of war, whether it is a desert man or a human being, they all know each other's shortcomings well.

The desolate people are afraid of refined salt, especially after being injured by refined salt, the blood in the body will also lose its lethality...... But as long as they are not injured by refined salt, then their blood is the deadliest poison to humans.

And the blood that spurted out was not liquid, but mist, and under the operation of the desolate people in these specific stations, the blood spread in all directions, and soon, the entire huge desolate hall was already submerged in the blood mist.

As long as these humans need to breathe, they won't be able to escape.

The Desolate Emperor had a cold and smug look in his eyes, this was a conspiracy, a trap, a trap that he had to jump into knowing that there were nets underneath, and now, the number of people who jumped in was really beyond his imagination......

But that's good news, isn't it?

Victorious.

Watch as these humans are drowned in a mist of blood.

It is conceivable that the next moment these humans will clutch their throats and fall to the ground in pain...... and they will all die in a few breaths.

The Emperor was already planning to listen to the wails of human pain.

But these humans were immersed in the blood mist, but unexpectedly, not only did they not feel the slightest discomfort, but they were more murderous.

"Kill !!"

"Kill them all, these desolates are no match for us. ”

"The Aragami is dead, the old gods should stand, long live the old gods. ”

Accompanied by the shouting and killing sounds, these people are not only not afraid of the erosion of these blood mist, but also arouse the ferocity in their hearts, although there are no weapons, but the martial arts method taught by Fang Zheng, with the immortal dao exercises, has also played a very strong effect.

And when he arrived at the realm of building a foundation, he had to teach the immortal dao spells, and the thunder fell from the sky, the flames were scorching, and the ocean was surging, drowning towards these desolate generals.

Caught off guard, the deserted people suffered heavy casualties.

"Old Gods!Old Gods!Old Gods!!"

If there was a slight fear and timidity at the beginning, but now, with the generals who easily killed the desolate people, their strong self-confidence exploded, and they had swelled.

We can win.

With the old gods leading, we can win.

One of the old men snatched a long knife, and the blade of the desolate man looked funny in his hand, but he held the knife in one hand and the head of an old man in the other, and roared so loudly that no one dared to mock him.

He roared: "See, my old brothers, I am also an old man, but I have more power than the desolate man, why let the desolate man ride high on our heads, princely generals, rather than a kind?"

As soon as these words came out.

The entire desolate hall fell into a dead silence.

Millions of old people were stunned, they had already avoided this distant battle at the beginning, although they did not know about the existence of the abyss, but many gossip let them know that there were humans lurking in the world of the desolate.

They thought it was a battle between humans and the desolates, and they just had to hide from afar and watch.

But I didn't expect that these humans were not humans, but ...... Old people?

Is it their compatriots?

"Hahahaha, happy, happy, you ridiculous mongrels, when you robbed my wife and house, did you think that today, die...... Die!!"

The old people are more vocal.

Although the desolate people quickly gained a foothold and organized an effective counterattack, many old people could not react and died tragically under the desolate man's sword.

But more of the old people have been aroused to ferocity......

The way of cultivating immortals, the physique is not as tough as that of martial artists, but Fang Zheng has already considered this problem, and the solid pills such as forging pills are almost constant, making up for their most flawed shortcomings.

Now that the killing momentum is complete, the momentum is surging and mighty, and under the leadership of hundreds of old people whose strength has reached the foundation, their strength may not be too much better than those desolate people, but they were caught off guard, plus they are united...... For a time, you came and went, and both sides suffered heavy casualties.

The desolate emperor's originally smiling expression froze.

He stared at the battlefield below.

Not human?

They were covered with the blood of the desolate people, and I am afraid that they had sucked a lot into their mouths and noses, but they were fine...... Nothing at all......

Is it really an old man?

How can the old people cultivate?!How can they gain strength......

The Desolate Emperor's pupils suddenly constricted, and he looked at the thousands of wanton killing~ and wild old people below, they didn't even notice that several teams of desolate soldiers and horses had outflanked them from the rear, completely locking their escape routes.

It is true that the overall strength may not be inferior to the most elite wilderness too much, but after all, the stragglers are brave and rely on the blood and courage of the moment...... It's hard to make a climate.

But the meaning behind this is that the desolate emperor's heart is cold.

He could clearly see the sluggish reactions of the millions of old people below.

The old people were very lowly, they couldn't even understand people's words, and they were bustling and arguing on weekdays, even if the weapons were on their heads...... There had to be some slight movement.

But now, they are all quiet.

Millions of old people, what concept?

Even if it is the extreme place where the desolate emperor's gaze is reached, it is dense, and all the black and black people are the heads of the old people, and the number is so large that it is terrifying.

But at this time, it was silent.

No one made a sound......

Everyone watched those old people fighting and fighting with the old people...... Old people like them.

"Take them down, remember to keep them alive!"

The Desolate Emperor coldly commanded, "Also, this matter has nothing to do with human beings, be careful that these human beings take advantage of the chaos to save people, leaving a team of men and horses on guard, and also, the desolation ceremony will start immediately." ”

"Yes. ”

Behind the Desolate Emperor, the Holy General responded to the cold wind and walked away quickly.