Chapter 1012: My name is Chu Yunsheng!

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"You can't go out!"
In the hall of the Snow Mountain Palace, the three generals who are still alive in Hull’s seven are holding the squatting, and they are red-eyed:
You are our only hope, and the sea of ​​the dead and the genocide cannot be reported without a person!

"How to report?"
The slap in the battle, the face is extremely tired, but the eyes are extremely fierce, holding the blood-stained sword, not convinced: "It is extremely polar, I am also extremely polar, I will not believe it can not kill it!"
"grown ups!"
The fourth of the three will scream and cry: "I will not hesitate to die, but you will bear all our future, let us go, take away our expectations, and let us die of despair!"
The second will also bow down to the vows: "Adults, things have come to this end, the fall is already in the midst of the eve, you continue to fight against the war and then no sense, let's go, take our hopes away, let us use these dead Maintain the ultimate dignity!"
Yan Mai tightly holds the blood-stained sword, unyielding eyes, cold and cold.
The seventh will pick up the armor and kneel on the ground of the main hall. His eyes are full of hatred and look up: "Adult, I am the youngest of the seven, I will not speak, I will say: In the future, you must tell our descendants. Tell them what happened today, tell them who the enemy is, tell them that our souls are waiting here, waiting, watching, watching them come back one day, killing the beasts!"
睥 抬 抬 抬 , 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬 抬!"
"Adult!" three will shouted in unison.
"Don't persuade! I am a vain, never lose!" His eyes are cold and proud, holding a long sword, putting power out, shaking off the three generals in front of him, stepping out in one step, two-step volley Three steps to the sky.
"grown ups!"
"grown ups!"
"grown ups!"
......
Outside the snowy mountains. The black-pressed battleship in the sky, the thousands of troops on the ground, the flag of the battle is soaring, unlike the chaos around the world, here the knife and the gun, the uniform armor is like a mountain, but it is silent!
A stalwart smother breath was born. It is daunting and timid, already scared on the ground.
The last formed army on the snow-capped mountains has been eliminated. The bodies are all over the mountains, without smells, and only the smoldering cold and cold breath.
Cold and silent. An army finally moved, and it was pressing against the core of the snow-capped barrier.
"Sister Yuya, are they going to catch us?"
Outside the barriers to the palace, the weapons that were distributed to her were held in abundance, watching the silent army in the mountains. Looking to the seventh detachment captain around.
At this moment, the army has been destroyed. The rest of the people are all soldiers, but resistance is meaningless, just die in this way.
Yuya smiled slightly, helped her to install the magazine, and sorted out her messy clothes. Then she said, "Maybe, I don't know. They have 10,000 ways to destroy the Austrian, but they finally choose. This way, but it is also good, maybe we can kill one or two."
He nodded earnestly and turned his head to look at the alien army that was crushed by black pressure. The eyes were full of hatred: "I may not kill one, but I want to avenge the big egg brother! If not, 朷The show will not die, and the big egg brother will not be injured. I don’t know if I live or die."
"Maybe they are still alive." Yuya said softly, but she also knew that it was a comforting lie. After they came to the snowy mountains, they had not found her brother in the refugees, nor even found Sesbia.
She actually appreciates the understanding of the little girl who just came out of the prairie. Yesterday, they were discussing why Ms. Mai still had to suppress her feelings and fantasize her own reputation. The little girl guessed something that surprised her, she Say: He may need this, need to be fanatical, or he will get rid of it.
unfortunately……
Tightly pouting, not letting the tears fall, shook his head and said: "Sister Yuya, you don't have to comfort me. Except here, no one else can survive. Abba may have been killed by them. Now I am going to die, I am not sad!"
Yuya sighed and looked up at the sky. Looking at the faint figure, it was this condescending figure, and the last army of the snow-capped mountains was destroyed. She already knew that it was beyond the limit and beyond the conventional power. "People", they seem to have more than one.
Therefore, this is a war without any hope, and it is doomed from the battle of space.
"strange……"
When she turned her gaze to the alien army that intimidated the snowy mountain, she was somewhat puzzled.
"You found it too?" she said to a senior official next to her.
Yuya nodded, but she shook her head again in the next moment: "They were not obvious when they were in the array. Now they are exposed immediately before and after the march. They are actually guarding each other, and each team is heavily squashed! Unfortunately. Even if it is discovered, it will be useless to us."
The senior official nodded and sighed: "Yes, we are far from their strength. Even if we know this, there is nothing to be done. They may not care about what we found. You see, there is no cover."
Yuya also sighed, and there was a sense of helplessness. Even if they saw the loopholes in the enemy’s formation, they could do nothing.
Don't say that only their forwards can sweep them. It is the powerful figure in the sky. As long as they are in a moment, they can never be defeated. This is simply a war without suspense.
"Up, come ready to fight, dye our last blood, red our Olympian Snow Mountain..."
There is no passionate words, no desire to win, only a faint screening.
At this moment, countless blue-haired black-haired people, armed with weapons, walked out of the battlefield, hands without weapons, lined up in rows, looking at the black pressure and pressure on the army.
At this moment, countless blue-haired black men rushed to the enemy from the snow slope, even if the next moment would be broken.
this moment. The last military squad, wrapped in a bandage, stood on the high post. Facing the cold wind, they played a desolation sound for them.
At this moment, a figure appeared in the underground palace behind them, and the sword went straight to the sky!
The sword is in the air between the snow peaks.
The enemy's army slammed together, and the footsteps of the mountains were paused for a moment, watching the swords of the whistling world.
In the light of the sword, the figure hits the faint figure in the sky.
睥大大人!
The blue-haired black-haired person who is dying is very angry. All the forces that spurred out of the blood before dying, rushed like a thunder to the battlefield where they would die.
However, in the next moment, a silent snowflake wheel appeared on the scorpio like the next day, and instantly absorbed all the qi of light, like the dome of the sky, the precision structure of the flower of the huge snow wheel. shine. The millennium snow of the entire Austrian Snow Mountain is being sucked up by the sky in the sky, and it is like a snowy illusion.
Yan Mai desperately fought his sword and tried his best, but he still couldn’t escape the huge snow.
"The forces that have just entered the realm of the gods also dare to fight."
The faint figure in the sky said faintly, it didn't even move half a point. Still standing there, only the wind waved softly and waved, and Mai Mai fell into a huge dilemma.
In the roar, the dissatisfied Yan Mai suddenly broke his sword arm and got rid of the suction. People like a sword once again shot a faint figure.
"A little bit of power."
The figure moved gently and reached out. The next moment, a larger hand made up of a snowflake wheel, appeared in the sky, came to the front of him, and held him in the palm of his hand, like grabbing a bug. , humming.
In the giant hand, the snow wheel was twisted, and only a moment, the slap in the face was faint and bloody, and the faint figure was forced again, and he was squeezed into the palm of his hand.
"Although there is the power of the gods, there is no magical tactics, and the sword is not used like this."
The faint figure seems to have lost interest at the moment. If he is disappointed, he will be "squeezed to death."
At this time on the snowy mountain, the alien army torrents trampled, blue-haired people, black-haired people have been knocked down to the ground, rolling and struggling to be killed, being alive, snow everywhere, screaming.
The alien army smashed them on the ground like animals, tied them up, and above the snow slopes, the rolling figures were trampled without dignity.
The man was finally desperate, and the tears flowed out of his eyes for the first time. He was proud, dissatisfied, and tried his best, but he was still held in the hands of the enemy like a bug, and he even had the enemy’s face. Did not see.
He looked at the dark-haired man blue-haired man who looked down at him. He smiled desperately, smiled helplessly, smiled desolately, and burst into tears.
He felt that his life was flying, so he turned his head and turned to the faint figure, toward the warships that covered the sky, toward the aliens, and the mouth was silently shouted: "Beg -"
At this time, a ray of light emerged from the underground palace, and it was instant, and Menghui was launched.
It was actually a thin sheet. At the moment of its appearance, a "bo bo" weird energy ripple appeared on the sheet. It flowed into the snow wheel giant hand, rolled up the scorpion, and then flashed like a stream to the underground palace.

Can you shake? Is there a god?

The faint figure was strange, and when I took a step forward, I went to the sheet and grabbed it to crush it. The pieces fluttered in the air. It looked in the direction of the underground palace and said: "It turned out to be a relic of the gods... The following soldiers listened, and those who use this thing will bring me back alive."
Its tone is very harsh and unquestionable, as if it were the supreme ruler of all the troops here, or even the ruler of this planet.
In the underground palace, the energy flow of the flowing water is wrapped around the door of the temple and comes to a tall and beautiful temple.
Above the empty hall, in the middle of the inner wall, quietly placed a blue gold box with religious dense lines, the two masters are kneeling on both sides, slowly opening the box to both sides, revealing a dark Battle armor, as if a person is sitting there, the black cold mask looks straight ahead, the eyes are dark, the whole body is smooth, full of power and perfection, with a hint of killing in the cold.
The armor's right hand holds a sword, and the blade is inserted into the scabbard. The same darkness is black.
Hundreds of saints and saints sit on either side of the armor, on one side are saints, and on the other are saints, all dressed in white gauze, standing from small to large, holding the sacred Solemn and solemn, echoing the ethereal and sacred voice.
The two sides of the main hall are also full of people, wearing a temple costume on one side and black and blue on the other.
An old man sat in the top position on the side of the black and blue shirts, and glanced at the vague and fascinating ambiguity in the hall, turning to the opposite master:
"Although I have failed countless times before, but now we have nowhere to go, let's make a final try. Start with the people who are selected, try them one after another, they are dead, we try, we are dead, holy If the child is trying to die, let’s try it."
The big master nodded, and a floor in the middle of the hall opened, revealing a long passage. Under the leadership of the two temple guards, the crowds wearing white robes lined up in a row and walked up to the hall to the indifference. Battle armor.
The first person, a blue-haired girl, tried to calm herself and walk forward step by step. In the holy voice, her eyes gradually became mad, and came to the front of the armor, extending her right hand to draw the sword.
However, in the moment when her hand touched the hilt, she seemed to be drained from life, and fell silently to the ground.
The two temple guards immediately towed her body away.
Then the second person, a blue-haired man, pulled the sword and died!
Third, die!
The fourth is still dead!
dead!
dead!
dead!
......
A list of people in the holy voice went to the indifferent battleship, and a list of people fell and died instantly.
The footsteps of the army outside the palace are getting closer and closer, and the shouts are getting clearer and clearer.
After a dark-haired man fell to the ground, a 12-year-old black-haired boy behind him stepped nervously toward the indifferent armor, heading for the hilt that swallowed countless lives, each step, legs They all shivered a little.
The nature waiting for him will still be death, and the temple guards are even ready to tow away his dead body.
But at this time, a streamering shadow shot from the sky into the palace hall, came to the boy, and finally stood still, revealing the figure.
"Who!" The temple guard was shocked and the sword was about to come forward.
The man ignored it and touched the boy's head. He said, "Hey, let's live!"
Then he turned and looked up and looked at the saints and the saints, looking to the old man and the great master, and looking to all the people in front, saying:
"I pulled the sword for him."
Quiet, quiet in an instant!
This moment, as if the whole world in despair is quiet.
He took a step and stepped onto the high steps step by step -
In one step, the saints in the front row looked at his face and his tears filled.
Two steps, listening to his voice, the old man and the big master stood up excitedly.
In three steps, all the saints and saints screamed in tears.
Four steps, the old man and the big master squat down, the chest is ups and downs.
Five steps, a mess in the hall.
The guard of the temple that pulled out the sword did not know what had happened. He stood in the same place with the horror of the sword, and his head looked blankly and cried and screamed at the saints and saints.
"Big...?" the boy murmured.
And the man still walked step by step until he came to the indifference of the Holy Grail.
He turned and looked at the direction of the sky. The eyes were all Xiao Xiao, slowly pulling out the sword of death.
Hey!
In the purple gas, the armor instantly decomposes and spreads along the hand of his sword. The inch is stretched like a living, and it will be integrated into the whole body without a moment!
In the end, the cold face is silently formed!
"Gays, blazing!"
In the hall, people are full of the ground.
"My name is--"
He slowly raised his head, and his eyes were red with a flash of blood:
"Chu, Yun, Li!"
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