Chapter 799: Bonfire array (7)

The wind was sitting on the throne, and there was a rhino mirror on the right hand.
This is a treasure mirror made by the angles of the ancient and exotic rhinoceros. It is designed to peep into the nine secluded, insight into the gloom, to explore the soul, to see the blood, and to use it infinitely.
The palm-sized plaque of the plaque swayed toward the master of the scorpion, and the wind suddenly grinned.

饕餮血脉?
The wind is very bright and smiling.
Many years ago, in the period when the Sui Dynasty adhered to the ‘human orthodoxy’, all the ‘human races’ with different blood in the body were slaughtered. Ethnic groups such as Yu's and Qi's are also slaughtered.
When the high-level officials of the Sui Dynasty understood their mistakes, knowing that these ‘interracial bloods are’ are only complex and horrible, the heterogeneous ‘the blood of the human race’ is highlighted. People have already been killed, and no one can find the seedlings.
The benefits of blood stasis, they are known.
He is able to devour the blood of others and evolve into his own blood. The more you swallow, the stronger the target of swallowing, and the stronger the clan can become.
In other words, the Clan Clan is the best ‘God’ template.
As long as you are willing to pay the cost, let the clan celebrities devour hundreds of 'bad gods' who are worthless in the Sui Dynasty, and you can use the inferior avenues, magical powers, mystery, blood, etc. , magical power, mystery, blood!
It's easy and easy, so that the clan clan can have more than 100 avenues of the road.
Don't say that ‘the gods’, that is, the ‘king god’, can be easily pieced together.
"The odd goods can live, win!" The wind smiled and waved.
The clan of the clan is still screaming, and the wind is behind him. Beside Bai Suxin, a white-haired white lotus palace master Fan’s right hand waved, and a wolf almost barely wrote a volley, and the dragon and the phoenix wrote a Mountain 'word.
The void is full of yellow gas, and a shadow of a mountain with a hundred square feet emerges out of nowhere, and the sound of ‘咚’ is on the body of this master.
It is also the cultivation of the Three Heavens of God's Ming dynasty. This master of the scorpion was beaten by the seven spurts of blood, and the mouth was black and suffocated, and even the cockroaches could not scream and fall straight from the sky. Dashan was on him and smashed a big pit on the ground.
The sound of the fracture is like a popcorn. The unlucky one knows how many bones have been cut off, and the deadly lying under the mountain can't move.
"Here, it is really a blessing!" The wind smirked his mouth and couldn't close his mouth. He stroked the ancient mirror in his hand, and the mirror swayed. A glimpse of the light quickly illumined the martial arts and other people.
A smeared singular halo swayed through the ancient mirror, and the wind looked at the ancient mirror. The singularity of the body, which represents the infinite potential, is full of laughter. .
"Don't fight, don't fight, break you, this king will be heartbroken." The wind screamed out loudly: "Are you still surrendering?" King, give you wealth and wealth, give you wealth and beauty, give You all want what you want."
"Don't fight, don't fight, really killed you, this loss, isn't it still the king?"
In the heart of the wind, the martial arts and other people have been treated as their own private property.
How can he be willing to let go?
Fighting in your own home, breaking up your own pots and pans, how much loss!
The face of 羲武乐 and other people suddenly changed. The master of the singer who had just shot, the cultivation of the three heavens in the Ming dynasty, could not be considered weak in the Fusui Kingdom, and belonged to the backbone of the various gods and gods.
After the wind, he was shot by one person and easily suppressed him. This strength is really terrible.
but……
"Fuxi Shenguo, there is no tradition of surrendering to the knees." Yan Wule bit his teeth and screamed at the various ancestors gathered around him: "In that year, whether it was facing Dajin, Dawei, or Dawu...we, from Not soft - egg too!"
Including the worst four-clan family in the weekdays, the ancestors of all ethnic groups gathered around the martial arts, one by one, the fierce light, the biting teeth, and constantly nodded to the words of martial arts .
The four fierce families are rampant, they are rampant in the underground world. When they faced the three great kingdoms of the ground world, they also ran rampant.
They are not good things, but their bones have never been soft.
They are the vassals of the Fuxi Kingdom, and they are only vassals, not slaves.
The wind slammed open, let them bow their knees and surrender...hehe, surrendered to the knees, these guys of the four fierce family, and the heads of the tribes of the underground world, but who can fight in the underground, you and them say kneeling and surrender ?
"Kill them!" Rebellious gloomy face, ‘giggle’ Yin smiled.
"There is a squad..." 羲 武 乐 raised his hands in the light of Lei Guang: "Fit, kill!"
In the distance, in the mountains, in a battleship berth, a large group of warships vacated.
Nowadays, the battleships in the hands of the martial arts are all the three-state warships donated by Wu Tie. The smallest warship has a hundred feet, the medium-sized one has three hundred feet, and the large one has six hundred and seven hundred feet. As for the flagship, it is even more than a thousand feet.
Tens of thousands of large and small warships rushed out of all sides of the berth, quickly assembled into a battle, formed a volley of the ship, like a square wall, slowly approaching this side.
A team of heavy buildings, life pools, and children in the Tibetan territory were biting their teeth, and the footsteps vacated, and the ship’s array was forced to come over here.
Tens of thousands of people, 100,000 people, a million people...
Hurricane, warfare spray...
On the ground, there are numerous gnomes, dwarves, and other soldiers of the weak warfare group. They are not enough to fly, but they are armed with strong bows, and they are also densely lined up.
In these low-profile warriors, there are even more people holding the runes of witches.
The power of these runes is much better than the ordinary rune bow, and the range is much farther. A large number of runes are gathered together in a burst, and its momentum is huge.
The wind and the white heart, as well as the generals of the Sui Dynasty and the teachers of the White Lotus Palace, laughed at the same time.
They can feel the strength of these gathered warships and soldiers.
Bai Suxin could not help but shake his head and laughed: "These ships are also a bit interesting... However, do they think that a large-scale combat vehicle such as a ship is still bigger and more powerful? Oh, look at this point. The barbaric land is the barbaric land. The casting level of this ship is much worse than my white lotus palace."
Yes, Bailian Palace is the largest college in the Sui Dynasty, and the mastery of craftsmanship is also the most profound.
Most of the construction methods of the Sui Dynasty's standard ships are from the special research institute of Bailian Palace.
Bai Suxin is the mountain of Bailian Palace. His knowledge is far superior to ordinary people. All kinds of skills are involved. He can see the advantages and disadvantages of the huge sword array in front.
羲 乐 羲, 羲 白 也 也 also bring people to form.
More than a thousand gods and gods of the Fuxi Kingdom of China formed a large array, quickly touching the suffocating atmosphere of the rear military corps.
The helium machine is ignited, and the heavy and heavy Xuanhuang gas tumbling, a human snake tail, the face of the ancient man's virtual shadow, slowly emerged in the black and yellow gas.
"Fu Xi, the blood of the Yi people..." Feng Yu and Bai Suxin also praised: "Catch the big fish!"
Bai Suxin is whispering softly: "If you can get enough Yi people, we can talk about the conditions with the Yi people... Those old ladies who don't have the oil and salt, hey, really think that they can cover the sky with one hand?

The wind smiled and nodded: "Then, you can't start too heavy."
Bai Suxin slowly nodded: "Give them a little color and let them know that they can't violate our will."
The windy and pretentiously stood up, he stood in the flagship bow, squinting at the more and more arrogant 羲武乐 and others, his right hand was very scornful and snapped a finger: "So, we also knot Array, let them see, the gap between the barbaric land, and the gap between my dynasty and the country, how big is it!"
Standing on the side of the wind, a white-faced old smiled and walked forward, carefully taking out a small scorpion carved from a fire red gem.
The wind smashed through the one-piece tweezers, carefully opened the lid, and pulled out a dark red, thumb-sized meteorite from the inside.
On the meteorite that shines with a touch of light, a red bean-sized red-red flame burns quietly.
There is not much power, no earth-shattering flames, no wild or tyrannical breath spread unscrupulously. This little red red flame burned so softly on the rock.
A little bit of fire, let 羲 武乐 and others stay at the same time.
When they saw the red-red fire, they felt that all the negative emotions of the whole heart, such as anger, fear, anxiety, jealousy, and so on, disappeared at this moment without a trace.
Warm, as if returning to the mother's arms.
Safe, it seems to be hiding in a thick cave.
No longer confused, no more fear, like an inexplicable force has emerged from the heart, and then quickly flowed all over the body.
"My ancestors, sluts, and firewood, illuminate the Terran." The wind raised the meteorite in his hand and laughed loudly: "Human sacred fire, between heaven and earth, the first flame used by the Terran!"
After the wind smashed, a million squadrons screamed at the same time.
They looked at the little meteorite in the hands of the wind and looked at the little flame on the rock.
A strange force emerged from these banned sergeants and continued to gather toward the meteorite. The flash of the meteorite gradually strengthened, and the ignition light on the meteorite gradually became brighter. The fire of the size of the soybean gradually expanded to the size of the little finger, the size of the thumb, and the size of the fist.
There was a gust of wind blowing between the heavens and the earth, and the fire was not moving.
The size of the fist is actually illuminating the emptiness of tens of thousands of miles.
Sky, underground, countless creatures who see this group of fires, whether it is the so-called 'pure human race' in the mouth of the Chaos, or other human races that are manifested by the blood of the human race, and even the beasts of the ethnic warriors. The poultry, all looking at the fire.
After the wind smashed, the million banned squadrons changed into a squadron. They slammed into a singular array of flames and surrounded the flagship of the wind.
Looking from a distance, the large array of squadrons of the squadrons is like a pile of dry wood.
The flagship of the wind is at the top of the woodpile.
The strange energy flowing out of the million banned army turned into a reddish stream of light visible to the naked eye, circling and rising. Gradually, this red streamer is getting stronger and stronger. At first glance, it is like a firewood burning.
The light that was in the hands of the wind became more and more big. Gradually, the warm and unhealthy flame expanded to a few miles, and the flame was enough to illuminate the void of a million miles.
The red-red fire flashed, and gradually, the martial arts and other people felt that their hearts were peaceful. They faced the wind and could not afford the idea of ​​shooting.
Soon, several fierce angers have been engraved in the bones of the four murderous family ancestors, they roared in anger: "This fire, there are weird ... can not see, rushed up, kill them!"
They saw that the ban of the tens of millions of dynasties actually sat in the void, one by one with a smile, and looked at the fire with a devout look.
These banned troops, they did not do any preparations for the battle at all, they did not even take out the scabbard, so they sat quietly there.
This is the best time for a surprise attack.
The snoring of the four murderous family ancestors also awakened the martial arts and other people, they calmed their minds, indulged their spirits, biting their teeth, licking their weapons, and continued to rush to the past.
"Kill!" Yan Wu Le snorted.
The hum of the martial arts stunned the soldiers of all the Fushun Kingdoms, whether they were the elite army directly under the Kingdom of God, or the warriors of the various tribes who came to help them. They screamed with the martial arts.
At the rear, the muzzle of tens of thousands of standard warships is on, and it is necessary to launch an attack on the flagship where the wind is located.
At this moment, millions of squadron warriors smashed the tip of the tongue, and everyone had a little bit of blood flying out, like a bird throwing a forest, infused with the fire in the hands of the wind.
A circle of gentle red fire spurted out from this flame, gently sweeping through the void, sweeping across the earth, sweeping the body of 羲武乐 and others.
All the living beings felt that the body was warm and soft, and the sound of ‘When Lang Lang’ continued to come, countless soldiers could not hold the swords and swords in their hands, and countless weapons fell on the ground.
Where the fire has passed.
But all the weapons that the Terran forged, but the instruments made by the Terran, as long as they are artificial creations, have disintegrated.
Those knives, those guns, those swords, those guns... and those huge battleships, and even the various jerseys and armor that shine with the aura of light, all collapsed and turned into tiny light spots and returned to heaven and earth. .
"Without fire, how can the Terran breed civilization?"
"This is you, owe me the ancestors of the ancestors..."
"I slammed the country to protect the country, and there was a big fire... Hahaha, as long as it was forged by fire, all returned to the Yuan; as long as you have eaten cooked food, cooked soup... Under my bonfire, there is no longer a chance!"
The wind slammed the little meteorite, holding the huge bonfire, and smirked and laughed wildly: "Come, let these people, all shackle the mana, and live and catch!"
"Be careful, don't hurt them... they are all the property of the king."