Chapter 3768: : Spark Project

The people of the Fallen Chaos, more than hundreds of millions of strong people, you must know that those who are eligible to participate in the war are all strong people above the realm of the gods. This is an extremely terrifying number.
Chaos’ resistance and bloodliness surpassed the expectations of the shaman gods in the prehistoric world, and the world of chaos has never been kings, and has never been completely ruled by anyone. Because of this, the tenacity of the spirit of the chaos god’s heart is not in the predicament and has been enslaved by countless people. The human race of the age of 20 can be compared, and there is a wildness in the bones.
The losses of the two great sacred dynasties of the Primordial Sorcerer Gods were extremely serious, with more than 20 million soldiers fallen, and more than half of them lost!
But on this day, something changed!
At the same time, in the prehistoric land, in the Flame Witch God Realm.
A huge ancient city is hidden in the void, floating in the void.
In the city of the gods of good fortune, in the palace!
A handsome young man was sitting in front of the dragon case, sorting out the piles of divine jade records in front of the dragon case.
Young people wearing dragon robes no longer have the unruly and frivolity they had when they were young, but now they have only the unchanging stability.
After viewing hundreds of human cities and a large number of personnel's information, after analyzing and checking, the young man also felt dizzy and consumed his soul power.
He reads the detailed information of hundreds of thousands of people every day to prevent errors in future plans.
At this moment, an extremely beautiful white woman came in with a cup of ginseng tea, looking at the young man leaning on the copy and pinching her eyebrows, her beautiful eyes were filled with distressed colors.
She gently put the ginseng tea in front of the young man's copy, came behind the young man, embraced him in her arms, and gently rubbed his temple with her slender hands, and a wave of heavenly spirit power poured into his divine sea.
A smile appeared at the corner of the youth's mouth, and he quietly leaned in her arms.
"Just rest."
Bai Qiu'er said distressedly.
"The big plan is about to start soon. I'm going to close the last pass, absolutely no mistakes are allowed." The young man took a deep breath of Bai Qiu'er's body scent, and then showed a smirk, turned around and backhanded Bai Qiu The child put his arms in his arms.
Bai Qiu'er did not resist, and said softly: "How many forces are there?"
At the beginning, Jun recalled: "Only the people of the last state are left. After all the personnel information is reviewed, the Spark Project can be started. At that time, this fire will burn the entire Flame Sorcerer God Race Human Race!"
"Thank you."
Bai Qiu'er stuck to his arms and said softly.
At the beginning, Jun Yi hugged Qiu'er and said: "After planning for so many years, I must make Feng Wu Shenchao pay the most painful price!"
"How is the state of father's soul fire?" Taichu Jun Yi asked again.
"Everything is fine, it's just weird, sometimes extremely powerful, sometimes extremely weak."
"It's okay, I know that the old man is not so easy to fall." At the beginning, Jun Yi smiled, and the palm of his hand was stretched into Qiu'er's dress restlessly.
After planning for more than a thousand years, the Tianfeng God Dynasty, under the leadership of Taichu Jun Yi, has been dormant in the Yan Witch God Dynasty, secretly contacting the various forces of the clan, wandering around and persuading, finally, in the eleven Shenzhou of the Fire Witch God Realm, except for the Yan Witch Holy State. , There are nine representatives of all human races in China who have agreed to this great uprising, and the plan is called the Spark Project!
And this plan was originally made by Mu Feng, but he had an accident and was finally implemented by his son, Taichu Jun Yi.
The next day, when Taichu Jun Yi was still sleeping soundly in Bai Qiu'er's arms, there were waves of knocks outside.
"Enjoy the Young Lord, King Xuanyuan, please." It was the voice of a maid.
Taichu Jun Yi, who was still sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Bai Qiu'er beside him, kissed her forehead gently, then stepped out of the bed and covered her with the quilt. The dragon robe automatically condensed. Surfaced on the body.
At the beginning, Jun Yi opened the door, and a beautiful hidden phoenix woman knelt in front of the door.
"Xuan!"
Jun Yi said at the beginning.
"Yes."
The hidden phoenix woman disappeared instantly.
In the main hall, Taichu Jun Yi tidyed up his face, sitting on the dragon chair, looking forward to her posture, and already had a real imperial attitude.
Xuanyuan Zhantian came in with a golden armor and respectfully fisted at Taichu Jun Yi, and said, "Worship your Royal Highness."
"Uncle Zhan Tian, ​​just you and I shouldn't be so polite. I have reviewed all the personnel data of Yanling Shenzhou. How is your situation now?"
Jun Yi asked at the beginning.
Xuanyuan Zhantian showed a smile and said, "It's no problem at all. Except for a few human rebel forces, among the 18 Dao domains, 15 Dao domains with the strongest human force have agreed to join us."
"OK!"
At the beginning, Jun Yi stood up suddenly, looking excited, and said: "The last part of the people is finally complete, Uncle Zhan Tian, ​​tell Uncle Tianstab, Uncle Zi Yue, immediately start the anti-rape plan within the human race! Then, burning Xinghuo !"
"Yes!"
Xuanyuan Zhantian also looked excited, finally waiting for this day.
Soon after, Yan Witch God Realm, Yan Moon God State, in a certain human kingdom.
Qingling Country, Yanyue Shenzhou, a notorious country in the Human Race ruled by the Rebel Party!
"Go, hurry up!"
"Mother... I don't want to die!"
"Son, return my son!"
The cry of sorrow resounded throughout the world. Many human subjects were forcibly taken away by a group of human warriors, bound by the chain, and taken away one by one. No fewer than a million people are being taken away like this.
These people were all raised up and sent to the wizard city as food and spiritual sacrifices.
When the human race fell, they turned to each other and turned the butcher knife at their own race. The human race licked the of the wizard god, and there were not a few human race forces who wanted to survive.
The Qingling Kingdom is notorious among the Yanyue Shenzhou people.
Inside the palace, the Qingling Kingdom Lord, as well as his Manchu civil and military men, are singing and dancing, admiring the graceful dance of the human dancers!
The Qingling Kingdom was surrounded by beauties on the left and right, drinking and drinking with the officials who followed him under his rule, and ignored the plight of ordinary people outside the human race.
Huh!
And in the sky, three divine powers suddenly appeared incomparably terrifying, the divine sword that surged the law of swords from the beginning, the world changed color, the sky cracked, and the thunder screamed.
A young man dressed in white, standing with his hands indifferently overriding the void, spit out.
"Exit!"
boom!
The three divine swords turned into beams of destruction of the world and shrouded in the Palace of Qingling Kingdom.
Rumble...!
Afterwards, a terrifying sword aura erupted, and the guards of the palace, concubines, strong men, and shrines all turned into dust and disappeared in a flash!