Chapter 652: God war, **** war, this is a **** war!

In the battlefields of the Three Kingdoms, thirteen light columns rise to the sky, and the momentum is magnificent.
I don’t know how many miles away, the fleet of the Dawu Emperor Wuba’s squadron suddenly stopped, and the majestic Wu Ba strode out of the flagship hall, standing in the bow and staring at the distant roots like a soul. , standing straight in the light column between heaven and earth.
"Hah, crazy, crazy... someone is crazy than Lao Tzu!"
Wu Ba was silent for a while, with a wave of hand, laughing out loudly: "Receive the troops, return to the city... The battlefields of the Three Kingdoms, let out all the military cities and sites, let the old foxes, Xiahou old children go to desperately."
"Building a city, building a Xiongcheng on the border of the Three Kingdoms battlefield."
"Defense, full defense, not allowed a single soldier in the battlefields of the three countries to rush into my Dawu territory."
"Wake up the old guys who are sleeping... this is a big deal."
Wu Ba has a sagacity that completely does not match his rough appearance and arrogant style. This kind of savvy may not be wisdom, but it is enough for him to make the most appropriate choice.
When you have the opportunity to take advantage of it, you will pounce on the prey to bite the prey.
When the danger comes, immediately retract the nest and carefully hide it.
Perhaps this is not savvy, it can only be regarded as a beast's intuition and instinct... Wu Ba is itself a humanoid beast like a worldly creature. He perceives danger, so he takes people back, it's as simple as that.
Great Wei Shenguo, Mocheng.
This is a city that stretches for tens of thousands of miles and is extremely large.
This is a city of organs, complex in structure, subtle and mysterious, and is known as the most difficult city to break through.
A generation of Momo family members have raised their own whimsy, numerous eccentric arrays of bans, countless or magical, or sinister, or powerful, or vicious, large and small, big like a mountain, small It is like a sand machine, which represents the crystallization of the peak of the craftsmanship of the Three Kingdoms.
Standing on a high place overlooking Mocheng, the vast city is almost invisible, there are countless strange things, countless trenches, countless Trojans and cattle, the legendary creations, like a flowing water in the streets.
Long, short, large and small metal arms rolled over the city, they cleverly grabbed large and small metal components, strengthening and improving the entire city day and night. Countless metal arms are rolling, but busy and not chaotic, metal arms that are very close to each other will never collide.
There are large and small palaces and heavy walls. These sturdy creations are like running water. From time to time, they are accompanied by subtle sounds. On the walls and walls of the temple, there are many large and small portals. It is just for the lightness of those trenches, trojans and cattle.
Occasionally on the ground, a huge crack opens silently.
Then you can see the huge furnace under the crack, the red, the burning metal juice, and the numerous giant machines that the foreigners simply do not know.
Occasionally, tens of thousands of feet of sturdy metal arms extend out of the cracks and send a massive block of red material to the ground. The sturdy and smooth metal pavement will flow quickly, sending a block of giant components to where they should go.
Everything is flowing, everything works in an orderly manner.
Even if the giant components of thousands of feet are transported at a rapid speed, they will eventually be in the right place, appearing where they should appear, and perfectly blending with the city.
Just in the moment when the ancestors of the Mo family fell, the operation of the entire Mocheng suddenly stopped for a moment.
Later, in the core position of Mocheng, a large mountain with a metal cast in the whole body, a low roar of sound continued to scream, the mountains violently swayed, and there were huge cracks on the mountain, with colorful light from the cracks. The spout came out.
A stream of light flew out of the mountains, and countless Moh's children screamed with screams of horror and fled at the fastest speed. For a time, all the sky was flashing, and the children of the Moh family were like the wasps of the nest. They were fleeing in the air, and even some people accidentally touched the light directly in the air.
From the cracks of the mountains to the mountains, you can see a container made of a great crystal, which is thousands of feet long and tall.
The radiant container is full of colorful faint viscous juice, a giant brain that is like the old iron of the giant stone, which is suspended in the thick juice. The giant brain is also a thousand feet in size.
At this moment, at the core of the giant brain, a fist-sized figure can be seen looming.
That looks, clearly is the appearance of the Mo family ancestors.
At the core of this brain, it is a singular soul of the Mo family ancestors.
The ancestors of the Moh family fell, and this sorcerer’s soul was immediately involved. The horrible attack power directly broke the air raid through the connection between the soul and the soul in the meditation, and directly attacked this soul. .
When the Mo family ancestors fell, he suffered a god-level attack.
And the gods, the power of each slap with the law of the avenue, even if you are divided into souls, unless the treasure is protected, unless you hide another isolated world, the god-level attack will cause a fatal blow to all the souls.
A loud noise, the soul of the Mo family ancestors left in this giant brain collapsed.
The huge crystal brain swayed, and the sound of ‘咔咔’ was loud, and the colorful lights were overflowing. The crystal brain was spurting with faint light, and finally broke out.
The colorful light slowly rotates, and each finger is very ‘gentle’ and very ‘quiet’ that expands outward for dozens of miles.
This metal mountain was collapsed for the first time, and then the important halls of the family around the life of the Mohist family collapsed and dissipated silently, eventually turning into a smoky smoke.
The children of Moh, who were too late to escape, were silently annihilated in the colorful light.
With the collapse of the giant crystal brain, the entire perfect operation of the city suddenly messed up. Numerous wars slammed into each other, countless Trojans ran into a mess, countless metal arms entangled in the air, underground huge furnaces running one after another at full capacity, and then blasted open.
Overlooking from a high altitude, you can see that the ground in Mocheng squirmed like a wave of water. A fire column with a diameter of several tens of feet to several thousand feet broke through the thick metal ground and screamed into the sky.
Near the pillar of fire, you can see countless mechanical fragments rolling, and seeing countless strange mechanical creations exploding and melting in the fire, turning into nothing.
‘Boom, bombardment, bombing and bombing’...
The earth is shaking, and the city of Mexico is ruining.
The ground was cracked everywhere, and countless Moh’s children rushed out from the ground.
An old-fashioned ink master who succumbed to the half-step gods screamed exhaustedly: "The enemy attack, the enemy attack... the police to Weidu... Damn, they are the roots of my great Weismith... ..."
Just under the old body of this ink, the ground slammed up, and then a purple pillar of fire with a diameter of screaming out.
The old body of the ink parents disappeared in the purple pillar of fire without a trace, and there was no residue left.
"Tibetan Temple...Tibetan Temple...speeding to go..." Another elder who was half-steped in the clear world was covered in fire, rushing out from a burning hall, and he danced and danced, then he Behind him, a large area, preserved all the books of Mohist and all the equipment design drawings, almost the same as the hall of the Mohist civilization, collapsed.
No number of the Mohist children who had stunned this scene screamed hysterically, and many young people could not help but shed tears.
"The ink brain was destroyed and the city of Mexico fell."
A Taoist letter flew from the burning city of Motown, and the children of Moh, as well as the people who were hiding in Mocheng, came from Dawei, and even the forces of the Qingqiu Kingdom and the Dawu Kingdom. They used the fastest speed. The most urgent means to spread the news of the collapse of Mexico City.
A big clock with a large diameter appeared in the air above the city of Motown. A stunned old-fashioned ink boy used his head to hit the giant clock. The dull bells spread all over the place. This is true and true, and it is played for the destruction of Mexico City. The death knell.
It didn't take long for the death knell of Mocheng to ring. There were many places in the Great Weis, and there was a place in the heavens and blessings. There were also low bells on the top of the elaborate palace.
Weidu, Imperial City, a huge lake, because of the small whirlwind, ice and snow on the water surface condensed into a beautiful ice lotus.
A few long-legged big birds shivered and swayed, slowly walking on the ice.
The reeds of several dry heads are slanting straight on the ice, and the snow and snow will freeze the thin reed rods hard and abnormal. The heads of the reeds must be covered with thin ice crystals.
On the sandbank, large groups of eunuchs and palace ladies are busy.
Xiahou Luming took dozens of Dawang’s top ministers, and each of them put a great painting in front of them. There was a great painting on the top, and everyone held one in his hand. A large and small brush is being painted.
In the heavy snow, draw the heart of the hills, draw the vast land, and draw the broken and dying of this winter...
Ya, it is too elegant.
Xiahou Luming was almost moved by his own sketch of the sandbar snow and ice, and his paintings actually rose to a big step. Under his pen, the big birds almost lived. As long as you instill a little mana, you can really fly out of the painting!
"Miao pen flowers, but this is the case." Xia Hou Lu Ming was heavily emotional.
At this time, a low-pitched bell sounded like the mourning of a sinister ghost, far, low and low, and passed over the ground.
The brush in the hand of a door valve owner suddenly shattered.
The painting in front of a big Wei prince suddenly collapsed.
Several of the great Wei Zhongchen's body trembled, and the large group of ink on the brush dripped down, polluting a perfect picture.
Xiahou Luming is the right hand sinking, the brush is like a steel knife, and a transparent hole is poked in the painting.
"Check, what?"
Xiahou Luming’s hands trembled a little, and he had already heard it. The bell came from all directions, and the bells represented what they knew.
God.
The ancestors of the gods and gods of the Great Wei Kingdom were degraded.
And, more than one.
The bell came from all directions, and the low bells shook people, causing people to be upset.
Xiahou Luming’s body was slightly squatting, and he looked around in vain.
Then, in all directions, countless fine fires flew over to Weidu, but these colors were like blood, and the letter that represented the most urgent information was stopped by the city defense in the periphery of Weidu. There was no letter to fly. Enter the city.
No, there were nearly a hundred letters that penetrated the city defense and flew straight toward the Imperial City.
This is the letter issued by Xiahou Luming's secret espionage in various places. Their letter has the privilege of Xiahou Luming. Their letter can penetrate the city defense and directly transmitted to Xiahou Luming.
Xiahou Luming waved into the air, and a piece of fire quickly fell into his hands.
After a while, Xiahou Luming’s body swayed, his eyes suddenly became congested, and blood flowing from his mouth continued.
A golden light ink rushed out from the head of Xiahou Luming, and whistling behind him turned into a long scroll, the vastness of the picture, the boundless mountains and rivers, the rivers and mountains.
The snow in the entire Weidu suddenly evaporated, and the temperature in Weidu rose linearly. The Weidu, which was originally wrapped in ice and snow, instantly became a hot summer day. There were hundreds of exclamations in the city.
"Mecheng... ruined." Xiahou Luming said indifferently: "Moh, finally completed the taboo technique, with the power of mortals, glimpsing the merits of creation, they actually created the legend, the function is comparable The creation of the human brain."
"But... the technique of taboos is the technique of taboos, the ancestors of the Moh family, the things they made, ruining the entire city of Mexico."
"In addition, we sent to the battlefields of the Three Kingdoms... the gods and gods of all ethnic groups, all fallen. Among them, including Xiahou Zheng." Xiahou Luming looked red and looked at the many ministers of the princes.
"The news from the battlefields of the Three Kingdoms, Qingqiu Shenguo dispatched more than 30 gods, using plots and plots to count the ancestors."
Xiahou Luming gently clap his hands and lightly said: "The troupe of the Three Kingdoms, the gods and ancestors can not appear on the battlefield, but they are generally equal in status, and they are the ones who sent out three ancestors. It rarely happens."
"But this time, Qingqiu Shenguo dispatched more than 30 gods and gods... They, this is murder, this is a shameless calculation, a despicable ambush, the most vicious murder."
Xiahou Luming Shen Sheng said: "This is a provocation to my great Wei Shenguo... What are the ministers, what do you say to you?"
A group of ministers looked at each other and then bowed to the ground and bowed to Xiahou Luming.
According to Dawei’s strange family-like mechanism, the ministers of Wang Gong, who are of high enough status, do not need to bow to the Emperor during the week.
But when these big men who represent the top gates smashed toward Xiahou Luming, this represents the power of the Great Wei Kingdom, which was given the Xiahou Luming at this moment.
Set-right, Dawei’s gatekeepers, at this moment, handed over all the power in their hands to Xiahou Luming.
In the face of unprecedented threats of war, we will do our utmost to respond with the will of the nation and the voice of one person.
"Please ask the ancestors to go out of the mountain." Xiahou Luming stood in front of many ministers who worshipped the land, Shen Sheng said: "Lake fox Qingqing wants war, I will give him war. It is no longer a small fight. The war between mortals is the battle of the gods!"
"The foundation of my great Wei should also let them see and see."
"Oh, the ancestors of all ethnic groups, they are working hard... They used this shameless way to kill 13 of the great Wei ancestors, and ordered them to revenge ten times... I want to make the foxes green and hurt. !"