Vol 2 Chapter 1783: Thunder

The eighteen elders walked slowly and steadily around the king.
The Cool King wants to struggle, but even raising his arms is extremely difficult, not to mention resistance?
He could only watch, and he was carried back by the eighteen elders.
"No!!!" Liang Wang shouted unwillingly: "This is a coup!!!"
At this moment, Liang Wang felt so helpless and lonely.
The royal family of Liangjing inherited for thousands of years has been couped, but there is no one around him who can support him, making him an orphan and bullying.
If the Lord of the Palace of the Palace is still there for seven nights, if the Yan Jinghu, the God of War, is still there, if the Lord of the Six Fans is still there, if... Xia Qingchen is still there.
If these talented aristocrats are still working for the cold environment, will they watch the temple openly capture them?
Do not!
They will try their best to save the cool king!
Even if they were there, would the temple dare to offend the cold?
Not at all!
Over the years, Liangjing has continued to be poor and weak, but it has always been strong, just because there are still a number of loyal officials in Liangjing.
They are the last support of the cold environment!
However, Liang Wang himself cut off this support and caused Liangjing Mansion to fall.
He is the historical sinner of the royal family!
It wasn't until this last moment that the cool king realized everything.
Understand the great cold environment, and he alone can't help him.
Understand how ridiculous the past was.
Understand that today's surrender is to blame.
If time can come again, he must be kind to Xia Qingchen and leave the peerless God of War in a cool place.
If time can come back, he must retain the loyal and loyal officials.
If time can be repeated, he must rewrite history.
However, there is no such thing in the world.
Some are just around the corner.
He was about to be pressed into the imprisonment of Xianshan, and under house arrest, he was even poisoned.
His rivers and mountains will soon become things in the temple.
His ancestors have worked hard for thousands of years and will soon become the wedding dress of the temple.
He regrets!
He hates!
He is angry!
But it can't change everything, and it can't change itself to slide into the abyss of family criminals and historical criminals.
A tear of tears slipped down the corner of his eyes.
A former king left tears of remorse at the end of the curtain.
The tears of the king, the death of the country.
This tear represents the inheritance of the royal family of the Cold Realm for thousands of years.
This tear represents that the homeland of the cold country will change its course.
This tear represents the death of Liang Wang's heart.
however.
At this moment, a breath of amazing blood flashed away from the afterglow of Liangwang.
He couldn't move his head, it was difficult to trace the blood, but he could hear a strong exclaim on the ground!
"Sword array!!"
"It's the legendary sword array!"
"Gosh! That's... yes... it's Xia Qingchen!!!"
"What, the God of War is back? The God of War we once came back!!!"
"God of War!!!"
"God of War!!!!!!"
"God of War!!!!!!"
The heavens and the earth exploded with ecstasy and roar that Liang Wang was familiar and strange!
This scene has been staged.
Xia Qingchen defeated the invasion of Lounan and returned home with laurels.
After a lapse of half a year, the familiar scene came again.
Liang Wang's eyes were slightly rounded, his pupils expanded a little, and he had always hated Xia Qingchen.
The young God of War, who was driven away by him, is back?
The most exciting thing is the million army, Xia Qingchen is a in their minds, a in the army!
Secondly, there are strong families from all over the world. They also have a strong passion for the legendary God of War.
They who became believers in the temple, accompanied by the screaming crowd, exclaimed loudly.
Liangwang listened to his ears, looked at the overwhelmed, and hurriedly suppressed the believers, the temple where they were not allowed to cry, he smiled.
Haha laughed!
He understood what the temple was afraid of.
Fear of prestige!
Those who are afraid of prestige over the temple!
Because such a person is a living God, a person who always needs to be vigilant in the temple.
"Hahahahaha!" Liang Wang, with tears in his eyes, laughed in the sky: "Xia Qingchen na Xia Qingchen, you are still as prestigious as the sun!"
Once, he was afraid of Xia Qingchen's prestige.
Today, he is happy and excited for him.
Guixu Liu naturally recognized Xia Qingchen and frowned slightly, saying, "Xiahou, you are not invited to come, why?"
On the ground, fanatical eyes focused on Xia Qingchen above the sky.
He stepped on the nine-handed flying sword, just like the legendary fairy who controlled Wan Jian, which made people look up.
"Am I?" Xia Qingchen gently glanced at the ruined city of Liangzhou, and said indifferently: "As the leader of the Human Alliance, where is the world?"
Leader of the Human Alliance?
The news of West Xinjiang, before it could be passed on in the future, suddenly uttered, which shocked the ecstatic people.
"Xia Ares, has become the leader of the human alliance?"
"It's time for him to be the leader!"
"Lying trough! The people in our cold environment actually became the leader of the human alliance!"
"It is worthy of the of war that came out of my cold environment, it's too good!"
"He is really my god!"
"With him, the demons of West Xinjiang, do not want to touch the mainland!"
Gui Xuliu's eyes also flickered lightly, looking at Xia Qingchen with some consternation.
Isn’t the leader of the Human Alliance a big gravekeeper?
When is it Xia Qingchen's turn for a young man to be the leader?
"Huangmao Xiaoer, Hugh wants nonsense!" Gui Xuliu shouted: "When is it your turn, the Human Alliance?"
But the voice just fell, and a figure flew up from the earth.
He carried his hands on his back, his hair was disheveled, and his gray hair made his face look older than normal people.
Beside him, there is also a stunningly beautiful woman, which is the most beautiful flower of Linlang Island in the past-Yun Huaxin.
The identity of the middle-aged man is self-evident-God of hatred!
Beiyuan Jianzun rescued them and sent them to Xiahou Mansion.
After a period of conditioning, Tian Henchen has recovered from his injuries, but for some reason, he will appear in the cold.
"The current human alliance, the leader, is indeed Xia Qingchen." Tian Henchen's feet are in volley, without the help of foreign objects. Obviously, Xiu Wei has reached the moon position.
Confirmed, the crowd below shouted fiercely.
"God of War, Ares!!"
"Allied leader! Allied leader! Allied leader!!!"
Guixu Liu stared at Tian Henchen, and looked at him, saying, "If this is the case, the main hall will be closed, and I will ask the alliance why it is so hasty and choose such a young leader!"
"He is the lord and the devil will commit the crime. I am afraid that the human alliance cannot resist it, which will cause the souls to be smeared."
Tian Henchen smiled and said nothing.
The beautiful woman by her side cast the beautiful eyes of Jianshui Qiutong to Xia Qingchen not far away.
In the eyes, it is all deeply worshipped.
She opened her lips lightly and her voice was dreamy and beautiful: "The leader has led the Human Race Alliance and defeated the Demon invasion!"
This news is as good as thunder on the ground!