Chapter 1505: Years of war
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Super God of War
- Gu Jian Feng
- 1449 characters
- 2021-03-02 02:26:51
"Uh, it hurts!" Luo Shaoqiang fainted at the moment he accepted the seal. I want to read a book ww want w · 1ka book nshu ·
Luo Yang gasped heavily and threw Luo Shaoqiang out with skill. Taking advantage of Niu Yanfang's support, he glanced at the battlefield again with his eyes and eyes, and could not help but nod and said: "Okay, the front and rear spaces have been blocked. It becomes difficult to remotely teleport. Go back and rest for a while. "
Gudilong smiled and said: "Uncle Luo hasten to rest! This little scene is enough for us juniors."
Okay! This guy knows Luo Shaoqiang as a nephew of Luo's family. Since everyone has the friendship to escape side by side, he also has to be a second-generation Dangdang.
"Don't completely copy the ancient of war god's pattern, which contains a lot of private goods, it will make you into space-time coordinates, use the Xuantian war pattern to join to confuse the audio-visual! This will not cause problems." Luo Yang pointed to the ground before leaving Dragon, full of expectations for the four.
"Fuck, I knew there would be no good thing about pie falling out of the sky, and it was really a problem." Rolling dragon yelled, luck was good to get the God of War mantle, but luck was too good to be suspicious. As a quality fat man, he often See the world with suspicion.
The money came so tired, but the results were far more imaginary. Those soldiers that the Protoss carry with you! Treasure! All of them were included in the pockets, and Meng Weiyang looked down on her, but she was very rare. One reading · 1k wants ans to read hu ·
"It seems that the boss pays a lot." Meng Weiyang looked at Luo Yang's back. At this time, it was absolutely unusual to leave the battlefield. You must know that Zhang Xiaoman is still fighting. If it is not that the state has fallen to a certain level, the hard support will continue.
"Uncle Meng, hurry! Don't stand silly. The Agul in the north is about to rush out. They have a powerful spine in their spine. We continue to confuse them." Qian Lailai shouted loudly and was addicted to battle robbery.
The storm surged and the battlefield continued to heat up. Dayan Dynasty and Yanhuang University invested a lot of power. These two forces took the lead and many masters began to gather on the battlefield.
The enemies are not well-matched. Even the core members brought by Luo Yang have been damaged, and they have been shaken to the ground, making the earth covered with lava lines, like a flame fishing net.
"Luo Yang!"
There was a sorrowful roar on the battlefield. The undead Zhang Xiaoman fell into the wind. There were gods flowing in the air, and they gathered in a circle of wheels to suppress them. Zhang Xiaoman seized the opportunity to shoot two wooden flying knives.
"Smelly woman, are you forcing me to change my body? That way I will lose the last trace of humanity." Zhang Xiaoman, the undead, looked at the wooden flying knife inserted into his chest, with hatred in his eyes!
"You have no chance." Zhang Xiaoman turned his back and said lightly: "Dust returns to dust, soil returns to earth, let's go with the weather! Spread in the mainstream time and space, you have not died, we will merge into one!"
"Humph!" The undead Zhang Xiaoman's body is as high as a bamboo, but the wooden flying knife inserted into his chest suddenly explodes a large piece of emerald green, and countless green buds drilled out of the body, instantly turning into green vines, interspersed The shackles keep rising. To read a book 1ka book nshu
"No, everything withered and the Ganges decayed, and my field can reverse life."
"You are wrong. It is a cycle from life to death. Only death and no life can only be counted as half a cycle. Come back! Your mind is blooming with spirit and life and death are one. Why should we separate each other?" Zhang Xiaoman The implicit acceptance of each other is not a demise in the normal sense, but redemption, and the two form a perfect ring.
"You? The benevolence of a woman ..." Mingzhu flies high and suddenly breaks apart. The undead Zhang Xiaoman broke off on her own. How much did she pay for this battle, did she use her heart, even herself? Not sure. But one thing she can confirm is that there is no hatred for Luo Dingtian to throw her out, but there is more relief in the bottom of her heart.
"Dust is back to dust, earth is back to earth, it's perfect!" Luo Yang has returned to the Pure Land and just found a place to sit down. From far away, he sees Life Pearl whispering into the air and muttering. There is a huge interference effect between mainstream time and space People who are intertwined with fate will form a bond even if they join the undead. After all, they are still in love and in love, unable or unwilling to break free.
Luo Yang straightened his face and said, "Since the exposure is ahead of time, more people will try their best to enter the sea of artistic conception. They have different purposes. Some people want to kill me and become famous. Some people want to take advantage of the situation to make blood and fire more violent. Come on! From today, Xuantian Ares is sitting in the Pure Land. "
When Hong Yin passed on, it shocked many people and put away that careful thought. The human race exhibition is so fast that it is by no means monolithic. The foreigners used a lot of power to erode, hoping to grasp the high-level movement of the human race through the eyeliner.
With Zhang Xiaoman's return, many of the central gods on the battlefield lost their core. It is clear that Luo Dingtian is eliminating dissidents and purifying the battle team.
However, this battle did not stop, but intensified. A large number of troops were sent out in the battle nest time and space to attack the area around the pure land, forcing the human camp to shrink continuously. Finally, all the outside of the pure land fell, and there was no more strongholds and towns.
Luo Shaoqiang didn't wake up until half a month later. Of course, this is Yijinghai time. Now, except the level, only the real body can enter!
"His, it hurts! What's going on?"
"Oh, Hadron, you finally woke up. Mom fucked, the medical team's idiot said that he would be in a coma for a maximum of five days, and the result dragged on until now."
"Are you a rolling dragon? Where are we?"
"Hahaha, it's rare to remember me, and I don't speak a little bit anymore. I tell you, we are on the cliff near the edge position. Grandma's, this half month has been turned upside down. It was originally a plain place. Cheng Abyss, you should return to the team as soon as possible! Listen to Uncle Luo saying that a lot of God-level projections have been sealed in your body, and you need to fight to refine those projections. Your current strength should be great, just like the barbaric dragon power of the magical period Similar. "
The fat man looked at Luo Shaoqiang enviously, "He really is the second generation of God, all kinds of small stoves, all kinds of help, all kinds of envy and jealousy, so this is a golden thigh, I have to hold firmly."
"boom……"
The camp account shook a few times ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Then he heard a loud voice shouting: "The ugly fat man will soon follow me to the battlefield, are you a lady? I have been resting in the tent for so long."
Lin Tianbao got into the camp account, saw Luo Shaoqiang woke up, and shouted his face and learned, "What are you doing stupidly? The battlefield needs people to wash your face and spirit, and enter the main attack team in the next batch."
"Yes!" Luo Shaoqiang and Gundilong hurriedly saluted.
The rumbling noises lingered, and roars of beasts came from time to time. Many holy beasts and mechanical beasts entered the battlefield, but more time and space were invested in the battle nest.
Fighting every day, there is little time to rest.
Although the promotion of ranks is gratifying, it is easy to leave the joy behind. At the beginning of the human race, the damage was huge. As a little bit adapted to high-intensity combat, a group of war emperors and war sages emerged.
In this way, 5,000 years passed, and the sea of artistic conception changed dramatically.
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