Chapter 1123: Immortal (2)

Four chaotic sword qi contracted slowly.
The huge black and white tai chi sword array that shrouded half of the continent slowly shrank.
High in the sky, nearly a hundred ancient sacred, countless gods, and uncountable tributaries of countless branches and branches, countless powerful creatures with strange shapes and strange sounds roared with pleasure.
In their view, Wu Tie succumbed.
After a little disgrace, they finally conquered the continent again.
Compared to the first genocide war against the human races, the fighting process was much gentler and easier.
There is no stubborn resistance of the human race.
There is no crazy fight.
There is no despair.
Even the ancient god-level battles are not a few times. It seems that they can do all they can now?
The crystal clear, like a wave of water condensed, with a huge body holding a trident, sitting on a group of water waves, the goddess of the ice gods smiled slightly: "Your human race has a saying, the person who knows the current affairs is a handsome person."
The goddess leisurely said: "It's good, it's good ... Compared to your ancestors, you are wise to do so. But I can understand your choice. After all, and at the end of the first extinction war that year, your ancestors Compared with the strength ... you are too weak now. "
Nearly one hundred archaic sacred, all participated in the first extinction war against the human race.
They all recalled the end of that war, and among the human races, the terrible existence of the Hunyuan Realm and even the Immortal Realm continued to emerge. The human race is like a spring, the more they are suppressed to the extreme, the greater the potential for their outbreak.
It was a war frightening in retrospect, even if the gods felt desperate.
In the end, the human race was suppressed and imprisoned in the Mu mainland, becoming a wave of wave of small leeks harvested by the gods.
But the Protoss can't take it anymore.
So many ancient sacred falls, so many immortal supreme ancestors fell, and in the end, the remaining supreme ancestors also fell into a near-eternal sleep, and this time there were only three severely wounded ancestors, barely struggling out of the sleep.
This time, it was obviously too easy.
The human race is not immortal.
Human races are not mixed.
The strongest, but the wretched little wretched little pitiful.
As this female sacred person of the Bingling clan said, the human race is too weak now, and if the witch iron surrenders, they are undoubtedly wise.
The sword array was slowly shrinking, the witch iron skin was slightly red, and with a body of alcohol, he slowly stepped on the cloud and rose into the sky.
He carried his hands on his back and looked at the nearly one hundred sacred, countless ancient gods, and a greater number of divine emperors and kings.
A lava giant who stands thousands of feet tall, standing like a mountain in front of Wu Tie, extended a finger and pointedly pointed at Wu Tie: "Mortal, kneel down, we give you and your subordinates, clan, the right to survive . "
Wu Tie burped.
Drinking and reminiscing for three days and three nights, Rao is Wu Tie's flesh and body, but he did not deliberately suppress the spirit of wine, and he also felt a little bit boring.
Squinting at the lava giant, Wu Tie said in a deep voice: "Kneel down, of course ... but, I want to see the highest gods and the masters ..."
All the ancient holy faces changed at the same time.
The female Divine Judo of the Ice Spirit Protoss: "We are the ones who can make the decision!"
Wu Tie shook his head and said extremely arrogantly: "No, you can't be the master. I don't think that the person with the slave mark on his forehead is the one who can be the master. So, I speak more clearly!"
Stretching out his hand, he pointed to the ancient holy ones in front of each other, and Wu Tieguai smiled and said: "Whoever has the mark of the slave stamped on your eyebrows, let them come ... I will kneel, but definitely not kneel to you!"
"You, playing with fire." A tall, muscular knotted body, so strong, that his body was almost square, his body full of explosive muscles roared loudly: "Mortal ... You are not qualified to mention Any condition, if you want to talk hard, you want to maintain the last bit of poor, cheap so-called dignity, I will ... "
Wu Tie waved his right hand.
Three thousand avenues and eighty-four thousand left doors of the side gate condensed into a rope, a murderous soldier of chaotic color flashed away in his hands, and a terrible sword volleyed in the air.
With a wailing cry, this strength reached the sacred high order of the ancients, and the sacred barbaric with a powerful and terrible fighting force stepped back.
He retreated so fast that tens of thousands of vassal gods and emperors behind him were hit by his huge body, just like a mad rhinoceros crashed into the crystal ware of the kiln The masters of the vassals can be crushed to pieces.
The sacred face of the wild became pale, and his two arms were cut off shoulder to shoulder.
What shocked him, and the sacred people around him, was that all of them saw the shot of Wu Tie, but no one had the time to intercept it. The sacred God himself was unable to resist it.
It's like a nightmare.
They clearly saw what Wutie did, and they just failed to react.
"According to the division of the powers of the gods, I am just an ancient with peak strength. I just touched some mysteries of the" distortion "and" change "avenues." Wu Tie looked at the thundering soldiers in his hands, and said indifferently : "But, to kill you, I don't have to expend much effort."
Wu Tie pointed to Wudu at his feet and chuckled: "This is Mu mainland, this is the root of my human race, I am here, every move is blessed by heaven and earth, although I am the peak of the ancient god, but I can definitely burst out Sage's sacred level of lethality. "
With a strong wave of fierce soldiers in the hand, the ferocious spirit overflowed, and the horrific murderous intentions of the massacre hiding spread out. The small chubby of the hundreds of thousands of vassals who were too close to the witch iron, actually died so silently. The sky fell straight down.
"Plus, I still have four babies that you should be familiar with." Wu Tie smiled and looked at the ancient holy people.
"Fuck!" Dozens of huge archaic holy spirits fought a cold war while looking at the fierce soldiers in the hands of Wutie.
They were finally awakened by the witch iron's words, which awakened the great fear brought to them by the extinction war that day.
This murderer, they deliberately obscure the memory of these four soldiers in their memory, but today, the horror of the past is awakened again. It was a rain all over the sky, it was a sea of ​​corpses, it was a view of Beijing built one after another with the heads of Protoss ...
The three faint rays of light slowly landed from high altitude.
A voice full of deep death was heard from afar: "There is a sentence, you are right ... they are all slaves now, and you will also be our slaves. The identity of slaves is equal, so you There is no need to bow down to them. "
"So, slave, here we come, offer your cheap and meager loyalty, kneel down. Then, be our dog and graze us these humble, but a little useless human race."