Chapter 1772: The prestige of Han Ming, wipe out the lives of thousands of miles

"What? The war is just beginning...and there is!"
Cairns' face changed dramatically, and then suddenly came to realize, loudly said: "Immediately announce the world, everyone enters the bunker! The war is not over!"
Hanche Shenzi looked at the growing black dots in the light curtain, his face "skinned" wildly, with invisible fear and trembling, lost his voice: "It's Yuntian Palace! Han Ming Shenzi personally shot, no, yet There are the Immortal Temple, the Flying Sect, the Promise Gate, and the Three Greatest Sects! Qi Zhi!"
The four black dots came very fast. They started to be like soybeans, immediately as big as a basketball, and then grinded like a disc. At the end, they filled the entire line of sight and occupied the entire light curtain. It seemed like four days in a row, full of light.
Under its glory, the original many sky fortresses and ships are very small, like chicken eggs under the Taishan Mountain.
When seeing the Yuntian Palace male city coming, Bingjian Shenjun stepped out of the space fortress, with a terrified "color", pushed the Jinshan down the jade pillar, fell to the void, trembling: "Han Mingzongzi, there are The mission is insulted, the soldiers are defeated, and the sin deserves death. But please ask Zongzi to be kind, the enemies are too vicious. The subordinates have done their best and have no battles to fight. If they fight again, only the whole army will be wiped out!"
Originally in the Xinghai, the Bingjian Shenjun, the supreme giant, was really terrified at this moment, shrinking like a quail, just like a sinner facing the supreme emperor, whispered, shaking his tail and begging for mercy.
"waste!"
"Raising soldiers for thousands of days and using soldiers for a while, these years, without the protection of the ancestors, your sect gate has already been destroyed by the enemy. Without the support of the ancestors, what qualifications can your snow temple be standing among the top ten sects of the Kaiyang Star Realm, Ha ha, do your best? That's nice, are you fighting to the last one? Are you dead?"
An angry low drink came from Yuntian Palace's male city. Leng Su was like a sword, and it was Han Ming Zongzi's opening.
Suddenly, the universe emptied the sky, the rules trembled, and the avenue wailed, as if fearful and shrunk due to Han Ming Zongzi's anger.
"Qi Zongzi, Jiang Taichu's son..." Bing Jian Shenjun's face was violently changed, white, and terrified. He didn't expect Han Ming Zongzi to be so angry, and wanted to explain.
"Even Bing Fu Tian was killed, so deeply hatred, you didn't report, fled without a fight, what use is this Zongzi asking you for this waste material!"
"dead!"
Han Ming Zongzi spoke again, as if his mouth contained a constellation of words, he followed the law, and the infinite law ruthlessly strangled the past, and only heard a bang, Bing Jian God’s majestic body, together with the gods and gods, was like paper paste It's broken like a crash.
"Zongzi, his subordinate knows his sins. Seeing that his subordinates have fought with the Zongzi in the Xinghai for many years, and they are still loyal to the enemy. They don't have merit and hard work. They also asked Zongzi to show mercy and leave me with a long life. The Snow Temple can be removed from its name and completely incorporated into the Northern Hanzong!"
Bing Jian's soul broke free, and it was also true and illusory, mixed in reality, and fleeing desperately at the same time, panic and wailing and harassment, the screaming roar, like the wounded beast of mourning, tragic human world, full of fear and despair, unlike human voice.
"Loyalty? Ha ha!"
"dead!"
Han Mingzong ridiculed with contempt, and showed no mercy. The sweep of the law of mass was like a gigantic wave crushing the paper boat, strangling the soul of Bing Jian.
This time, there was a silence in the sky.
"Zongzi, spare your life!"
"I am waiting for a fight, but Bing Jian Shenjun's retreat order came out, but I have to obey!"
"The disciple is willing to smear Zongzi's liver and brain and fight to drain the last drop of blood!"
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"The disciple asks for his life, willing to ride the cosmic battlefield with his ancestors, push the earth horizontally, and smooth everything!"
Afterwards, many Yuanying Tianjun and Jindan warriors of the four vassals of the vassals were frightened and shivered. They knelt down to the ground, knocked on the ground for three times, and tremble with anxiety. They rushed to express their allegiance and wanted to calm Han Mingzong. Anger.
"You are too wasteful, weak, and timid, this sect, I don't need you anymore!"
Han Ming Zongzi sneered, full of disappointment and disdain.
Yuntiangong Space Hero City suddenly roared, and many runes radiated endless light, just like huge mountains and rocks, rolling over from the formation of the Snow Temple. Suddenly, a ship suddenly seemed like a fragile chicken egg on the top of Mount Tai. Everything is broken.
Under one blow.
The entire Snow Temple was destroyed, and it was removed from the Xinghai Divine Sect.
"Humph. Your life is given by Han Ming Zongzi. Of course, Han Ming Zongzi knows that you are not opponents of Jiang Taichu, but what you want is that you consume his mana with your life, but you did not do it. Naturally it is a big sin. !"
"The other three vassals of the vassals are temporarily let go. Bing Jian and the Snow Temple are unforgivable, and when they are connected with the Nine Races, they will be killed!
Headed by Yuntian Palace, the four space heroes continue to move towards the earth at a speed comparable to the speed of light, while the colorful wings fairy is full of pride and sarcasm, but it has been "swaying" in the air for a long time, suppressing every monk's Soul, make them terrified.
"I would like to congratulate Han Mingzongzi on his victory, beheading Jiang Taichu, blood washing the earth, and successfully colonizing this star field!"
"Han Ming Zongzi, with deep mana, is well-known in the Xinghai, has a long history, and has a unified Xinghai!"
Only the monks of the remaining three vassals, stayed in place.
They watched the limbs and arms of the snow temple monks all over the sky, ship wreckage and bingo weapons, and the mourning of rabbits and dead foxes.
This is the cruel reality of the self-cultivation world. Although they are already gods and mortals in the mortal world, mortals are ants in their eyes, but in order to pursue a higher state and status, they can only follow the strong to the Xinghai and get more Resources and opportunities.
And in the eyes of the peerless Han Mingzongzi, are they not ants?
But under the peerless coercion of the ruthless Han Ming Zongzi, they did not dare to be angry, let alone refute or condemn, but instead the fear in their hearts became more intense, lying on the ground like ants, kowtowing Like a chick pecking rice.
"Alas, I should have expected this already. Since Han Ming Zongzi fought against the Xinghai, he has colonized hundreds of life stars and won a hundred victories. He has never suffered such setbacks. Especially when he was defeated by a backward planet that has just recovered from Reiki. , How can he afford it?"
In Tian Qingzong's hall, Han Che Shenzi's face was "trembling", and he shook his head bitterly.
He knew that this time, Jiang Tian was really in danger.
"Chan Che Shenzi, this battle is really hard to say. Han Ming Zongzi has been cultivating around the earth for two years. The deity has been connected to the law of the heaven and earth of the heaven and earth, just like the gods who are born and raised, like the ruler of this heaven and earth, look It looks like a foreign invader, in fact it completely occupies the home advantage!"
The fairy of dawn dawned with retreat, her face was pale, and cold sweat was flowing down.
"Not only that, he also moved in the arm of help. Guo Yufan, the ancestor of the Immortal Palace, ranked 32nd in the Millennium Galaxy List, and once the galaxy drum "was out", one hit can destroy the life planets like the earth before the Reiki recovery. Wind Thunder Silver Wings are even more terrifying!"
"You said, Qin Yu, the son of Wujimen, and Zang Xuan, the flying son, will this time come?"