Chapter 495: Avalanche (1)

In the thick clouds, in front of the golden main hall, one hundred people lined up with nearly 100 Tianzu people and thirty or fifty spiritual masters.
These celestial people are the shackles of the five elements of the tribe. Like the dozens of spiritual masters, they are the unlucky ones of the previous thousand-eyed demons who sneaked into the darkness and were caught by thousands of evil spirits.
At the top of the steps of the main hall, hundreds of thousands of eyes and evil spirits chiefs sit on the throne of the sacral bones, squinting at the privileged captives below, surrounded by tens of thousands of bodies around these great chiefs. More than a thousand thousand-eyed demons.
On the plains that are surrounded by the sky, countless slaves who belonged to the heavenly ancestors lined up neatly, looking at the bleak faces of the heavenly people and spiritual devotion.
Hanshan Shaojun rode a horse like a red deer, a silvery animal, and a light smile. He slowly walked past the military array of these slaves. After a tour, he urged the mount and went to the golden hall.
His heart is full of pride.
Of course, he also has the qualification to be proud.
As one of the many princes of the Jingu Palace, the Hanshan Shaojun is not like a mad madman who is mad at the madness of the whole day, nor is he like a sneaky sneaky person who is pondering all kinds of conspiracy and tricks all day long. The article is reasonable and quite a rule.
The part of the shrine that he controlled, stared at the strength of the slave army of the five elements of the tribe. For decades, his Hanshan Shaojun has almost become a bodhisattva in the hearts of these slaves. Of course, there is no concept of 'bodhisattva' in this world, but in the hearts of countless slaves, Hanshan is the only hope to save them from infernal hell. .
The Hanshan Shaojun has found the secret method of cracking the prohibition of the soul of the heavenly people. In a very short time, the countless slaves can be separated from the control of the heavenly people.
It is with such a sigh of relief that the Hanshan Shaojun can ascend to the heights during the war, and countless five-line tribal slavery regiments fight against each other and fight the celestial beings, and he will have a large-scale, fighting will. Extremely fanatical and determined elite army.
The five elements of the tribe can be transferred, and almost all of the mobile army gathered at the moment, the Hanshan Shaojun, this is a huge army that can be called horrible.
The original ragged slaves, all dressed up in the neat heavenly standard armor, armed with excellent sharp and sharp weapons, some slaves also distributed a variety of war weapons of long-range attacks.
Look at the flying boats and battle fort over the array of these slavery regiments.
The soldiers are strong and strong, the equipment is excellent, the soldiers are like the rain, the battle will be like a cloud - Hanshan Shaojun has issued a call for orders, and his masters of the shrine have already come, and there are thousands of masters who have come to heaven and step into the heavens. It is just used to govern this large army.
The soldiers are daring, and there is such a large army under their command. The words and deeds of Hanshan Shaojun are quite different from those of the past few days. Even the thousand-eyed demon chiefs with a large number of ethnic groups, in the eyes of Hanshan Shaojun, are no different.
"The big chiefs, huh, huh, the girl of the show will call us here. It seems that there is a big move." Jumping down the mount, surrounded by dozens of Jingu masters, Hanshan Shaojun sat in the middle. On a large chair, the cold eyes looked like a knife, and glanced at the hundreds of chiefs.
The chiefs of the Thousand Eyes Demons laughed a few times, and they flashed in the cold, and looked up and down the Hanshan.
From the bones, these big chiefs are not looking down on the mountains.
A male-fashioned man, actually was pitted by a delicate female, forced to fight for life!
The folk customs of the thousand-eyed demons are special. For a male who suffers from a loss in the female hands, they look down on them.
So they just sneered a few times, not even a person who greeted the Hanshan Shaojun.
Hanshan Shaojun saw these big chiefs so cold, he also sneered a few times, ‘啪’ opened a large silver folding fan, and the fan slammed a few times. He secretly groaned in his heart, waiting to clean up the heavenly people outside, he must let these thousand-eyed demons look good.
The cold light flashed in the scorpion, and Hanshan Xiaojun remembered the emergency letter he sent back to the shrine last night.
He has already asked for help from the top of the Shrine. He reported the value of these thousand-eyed demons to the top of the shrine. He believes that the old monsters will definitely be interested in these thousand-eyed demons.
The unpredictability of the shrine, how strong the old monsters are, how many people, this is the secret that these young monarchs can not touch. But everyone knows that the foundation of the shrine is very powerful, very powerful, and hides countless masters!
Otherwise, the Jingu Palace is enemies with the Tianzu and the spiritual masters. The Tianzu and the spiritual masters are all chasing the shrine of the shrine. There is not enough evidence. How can the shrine be tempered and continue to the present?
As long as there is a group of top masters of the shrine to come to the reinforcements, Hanshan Shaojun has the confidence to wipe out these thousand-eyed demons and give them a powerful look.
Of course, Hanshan Shaojun smiled subtly.
It is not the time to launch.
Waiting, waiting for peace of mind, waiting for these thousand-eyed demons and the celestial family to release blood, let them run out of strength, this is the best chance for the Jingu shot.
The footsteps sounded, and the spring-faced Xiu Xiu was surrounded by dozens of heavy armor generals, and took the corner of the general's arm and swayed out.
On the corner of the corner, there is also a layer of spring on the skin. He wears a pair of armor that is very strange in style and is different from the popular style of the heavenly and spiritual masters. He wears a heavy helmet with a sturdy shape and a sharp angle. Sen cold murderous breath, smiling, but no one left.
Yan Xiuer is still paying tribute to the Hanshan Shaojun and a large chieftain, and the generals are corners. His eyes are thirty degrees to the sky, and he has not looked at the Hanshan Shaojun and these great chiefs.
The Hanshan Shaojun and the big chiefs snorted at the same time. This time, the two sides stood on the same camp.
A tall man, only twenty fists on his chest, the size of his eyes blinked, and the big chief who screamed for the heat wave, '桀桀', laughed a few times and looked at the corner generals: "This... Male, who are you? I have never seen it before!"
The general general snorted and looked up with a blank expression. He looked at the sky and looked at the sky slowly, and he did not care.
The old chief’s old face suddenly tightened.
Among the hundreds of chiefs present, the age of the great chief is one of the oldest, and it is enough to be ranked in the top ten. In the local world of the thousand-eyed demon, the great chief is quite Famous.
The general of the corner dismissed him. In the customs of the thousand-eyed demons, this was a great insult, almost equivalent to challenging the big chief.
A thousand eyes with more than 3,000 small eyelids, and a thousand-eyed demon screaming more than ten feet, he rushed out and waved a long, slanting general.