Chapter 4839: The ancestors of the river

At a glance, Longfei has already seen through. Although the white is violent, the killing is unparalleled, but in the face of the Styx, there is still no small awareness.
Moreover, the four devils and other people behind the ancestors of the Styx are extremely tyrannical, and the million ghosts are tyrannical, but there is no high-end combat power.
In front of several big devils, they are simply vulnerable.
It is also because of this that Longfei decided to take a shot.
He doesn't care about winning this crazy move today, what the intention is.
But since the win was done, he will retain this power for him. Moreover, the current form is already very clear. If he does not shoot, he will not be able to stop it.
If you don’t say anything else, it’s just a matter of the ancestors of the river. Plus the people under his command are also extraordinary. The four great devils have their own uniqueness, the four great devils, the combat power is second to none. At the beginning of the battle, the posture of the crushing is directly presented. It can be said that no one can block the people under the river except for the white.
"I hope that this group of shrimps and crabs will dare to come to me to sneak into the wild, I am in the river Shura, why fear a battle?" said the sorcerer.
In the hands of the magic weapon whistling the world, every time it is looted, tens of thousands of ghost soldiers annihilated.
"I can't stand a blow, and I am a son of Shura, I can't die, I can't kill it. Look, today I will give you a lesson. Don't think that you have a little strength, you can do whatever you want. All of you today will leave your life." Here." The Great Brahma is also a cold voice.
Before, it was forced to retreat from the sword, and now it is just here to find some sense of existence.
In the void, the whiteness in the battle, but did not care, still full of power.
"You are not your opponent. You have to say that a person in the world, after the death, will be able to have such a fighting power. Unfortunately, I am too arrogant, and I am arrogant. When you fight for heaven and earth, you are still dead.

The ancestors of the Styx triumphantly won the battle, suppressing the white, and the face was aloof, as if today, the result is already under control.
The white face does not change color, and the heavens and the earth collapses before the heart does not change. In his mind, all external forces are not confused.
"The ancestors of the Styx, don't irritate me with words. It's useless. I am the Daqin warrior. It is the of heaven and earth. In my eyes, the enemy is used to kill, whether you are a or a devil."
"As for them, from the moment they go with a certain expedition, their fate is already doomed, or they will return to the flag, or leave it here."
"Because, this is a war," said Bai Qi, a word, and is very determined.
Aside, the flying movement of Longfei’s heart.
There is a figure flashing in my mind, it is also killing God, but also white, and the fate that once killed is God retreating.
Inexplicable, Longfei heart touched, step by step, stepping out.
"Haha, it’s a grandiose, but the end result is the same. You can’t run one today.
The old ancestors of the river laughed.
Very arrogant, killing and shocking.
With the smile of the ancestors of the Styx, the thousands of Shura were even more uplifted at this time. Under the leadership of the Devil, they prepared to attack.
"Oh, kill them, a group of ghosts dare to commit me to kill the river and kill innocent people."
"We are Shura Mozu, absolutely let them know the glory of our Mozu, destroy them."
"One can't stay, kill all!"
A burst of sound, countless Shura began to mock.
On the other hand, the millions of ghost soldiers, at the same time, are equally ascending, and they seem to have no fear of death. As the confession said, they have already known their fate since they appeared here.
Either win.
Either defeated and died, the soul flew and broke away.
"kill!"
A ghost soldier took the lead and raised the long Ge in his hand and immediately rushed away.
"kill!"
"kill!"
Soon, bursts of shouting sound broke through the sky and broke through the land. What is even more terrifying is that the soldiers of this million, at the moment, are dying in their hearts, and they have formed a special kind of power, as if there is a will to bless them.
"Hey, old Qin, went to the country."

赳赳老秦, 复我河山.

"The blood doesn't drain, it's dead!"
At the same time, everyone's killing, killing, killing, gathering together to form a war song, condensed on the sky.
And as the battle song flutters, the millions of ghost soldiers, the breath of the whole body is more than doubled in an instant. Almost everyone has reached a level of near-horror, even if it is more than the magic of the Shura.
This kind of power, that is, Longfei looked at it and felt the shock of his heart.
Even, there is some envy.
Winning these Qin soldiers who are not afraid of death, they have won three big Luo.
And everything, just as Longfei had guessed, the inspiration of the war songs, the million ghost soldiers were invincible, and the moment before they were crushed, this moment was a desperate fight. Everyone is alone, killing Shura.
It can be said that at this moment, the Shura family, in addition to the devil and the devil will be the general, the Shura family, can not help.
It is a pity that the Shura family, born in the ancestors of the Yuan Dynasty, will not die, and the river is still there, they will not kill.
Almost every death, there will soon be a new Shura, and continue to join the battle.
"Haha, see it, even if your ghost soldier becomes stronger, it is still useless. As long as I am still in the river, Shura will not die." The ancestors of the river smugly looked at the white, and the corners of the mouth were full of disdain.
White is still silent, just above the brow, but it becomes extremely dignified, and there is a feeling of being late.
At this time, the figure of Longfei moved.
No, it should be, the blood is moving.
With the means of Longfei now, it is easy to pick up the stars and get the moon. What's more, this month is just a symbol of the land, not a real star. At this time, Longfei wants to use it, and it is easy.
brush!
In an instant, the Styx and Baiqi are also instantly attracted to this scene.
"It's you!" The old ancestors of the river are cold.
He and Longfei have already had contact, and it is because of Longfei that he has made a big loss.
"I haven't seen you for a few days. The ancestors of the Styx are not too small. But, you really are your Shuhe Shura, can't you die?" Longfei said.
Originally, I have already stood opposite the oldest ancestor of the River, so there is nothing to say, and it is finished.
It is said that the ancestors of the Styx have changed.
"You want to be an enemy of my river?" The voice of the old ancestors of the river is dull and full of anger.
"It's like we are not enemies. Don't talk nonsense, I won't talk about it, I want to see it. When I sneaked into the red cloud, I also boasted myself as the first person of the sage under the saint. Niubi." Longfei said, directly uncovering the past of the ancestors of the river.
"court death!"
Sure enough, at this moment, the ancestral ancestors of the river swelled, and directly abandoned the white, and a sword flew toward the dragon.
It is a pity that Longfei has already prepared for it. In the twinkling of an eye, the king's blade is out of bounds. The mad dragon town boundary is directly slashed.