Chapter 1042: Want to

The Lava King said coldly: "You killed the kings of White Bone Wuzong and Red Lotus Wuzong. If you go to Xie Wuzong, you will definitely die!"
"This doesn't need you to care too much, I have my own way, even if these two cases can't go, there are still other powerful sects." Zhao Shi said indifferently.
The Lava King's face was blue, his thoughts were running fast, but he couldn't find a way to check and balance Zhao Shi.
"Well, I have something else to do, I wish you a smooth battle on the body."
Zhao Shi did not continue to pay attention to what he meant. The chains formed by the dark golden nine-headed dragon and Fenghuo Zhenqi spread protection outside half of the city, and the divine consciousness withdrew from the body, leaving only a trace as a monitor.
There is no value in continuing to negotiate, and it is impossible for the Lava King to give Zhao Shi what he wants without reaching the final dead end.
"Wait a minute..."
The Lava King looked anxious and stretched out his hand to save it, but Zhao Shi's figure had completely disappeared in front of him, no matter how he shouted and roared, he couldn't reappear.
In the flagship, Zhao Shi opened his eyes and smiled at the panicked Yang Qiushui: "Teacher, it's solved, the Lava King is a very big king."
"That's good." Yang Qiushui sighed and relaxed.
The volatility that came from the distant kings battlefield was getting bigger and bigger, and from time to time there was an unprecedented rise in the king's coercion, audible for hundreds of thousands of miles, and then fell like a meteor, completely losing its breath.
Not once or twice. In these short ten days, this kind of vision of the falling of the king appeared from time to time, and the god-like king continued to die like a pawn.
The king is like this, the warriors below can be imagined.
The Twelfth Army was regarded by Zhao Shi as the right-hand man of the aristocratic family of Shenqiao generals. They were always worried about Zhao Shi's refusal to go to the battlefield to support the king. They had great objections, but at this time they closed their mouths and settled down.
Sitting first on the left, Li Kaiyuan, who is temporarily acting as the commander of the Second Army, said solemnly: "Military Lord, since we have offended the Federation King, it is better to do everything and let the Federation King fight against the evil kings. , The key moment is finalized."
He was full of enthusiasm: "If we can win and support the army, which king will dare to come to the liquidation after the war?"
This is one of the most important reasons why he took refuge in Zhao Shi. The other reason is that the current battlefield of kings is too dangerous. Once the warrior of the bridge realm enters, he will die forever. The charge of rebellion is far less powerful than the deterrence in the peaceful era.
"Yes!"
An old-looking martial artist of the Divine Bridge realm spoke out. His name was Wang He, who was old in appearance, and was the first group of Divine Bridge warriors to serve Zhao Shi and was appointed commander of the Third Army.
"My Twelfth Army was able to kill two kings head-on without annexing the 1st and 2nd Army, and force the King of Eagle and Flame to retreat. With such a fighting power, even if the Federation kings wanted to liquidate after the war, where did they come from? strength?"
He said coldly: "It's really pressing, the big deal is that we turn around and join the evil martial sects, a few family members and children, there is no shortage of reproduction for a hundred years."
"Not bad..."
The surrounding army commanders and division commanders all agreed and seemed to see another way.
After the adaptation, their interests and Zhao Shi's interests were tied up, and they actively made suggestions.
Rebels!
As the head of the special guards regiment, Li Mingzhong was also eligible to attend. At this moment, listening to the words of the surrounding rebelliousness, his teeth were crunching, and he wanted to behead them immediately.
"Why wait until after the war? The federal defeat has already appeared, not as good as us..." A division commander was more radical, said quietly.
Everyone was shocked.
The hatred in Li Mingzhong's heart was frozen, and his murderous intent looked at the person who spoke.
"This is also a way..."
Some people are very disgusted, while others are thoughtful and get caught up in arguments.
Finally, they all looked at Zhao Shi.
"No, the power of the evil sects is too strong. After the war, they have the ability to clean us easily, and they will definitely do so. At that time, there will be no more federal restraints. This plan is not taken as a last resort."
Zhao Shi refused without hesitation.
When everyone thought about it, the same was true, and coupled with the fear of taking refuge in the evil martial sect, they stopped mentioning it.
The fierce battle on the battlefield of the king did not affect the peace of the more than 700,000 troops of the Twelfth Army. They were training and training together slowly and integrating the more than 300,000 troops newly incorporated into the system into their own battle formations.
This calm lasted for more than twenty days, and when the fluctuations that kept coming from the king's battlefield became smaller and smaller, the Lava King appeared again.
Huo Ling'er opened his watch and said blankly: "Zhao Shi, grandfather is looking for you."
The watch emits a little bit of blue light, and a wide light screen is projected in front of Zhao Shi. The 10,000-meter-high body of the Lava King is in the center, panting, burning the space transparently and blurry.
There were two hideous wounds on the chest and shoulders with deep bones. The golden magma flowed out of them, but it couldn't dissipate the black-gray fire burning on the wounds.
The corpses on the ground behind him are like mountains, the real mountains, the corpses of the Federation and the evil martial sect army are piled up on the ground, at least tens of millions, are all warriors of the real Qi, flying, and bridge, fragments of mecha Pile up into a continuous vein of metal.
Amidst these dense seas of corpses, you can see terrifying pits more than a hundred miles apart. The center of the earth has been blasted through, and crimson magma soaks the king's bones.
All the officers who witnessed this scene seemed to feel a chill spread from their feet to the top of their heads, and their souls and bodies were frozen.
Zhao Shi asked indifferently: "How many kings are left in the Federation, and what about the opposite?"
The Lava King said in a low voice: "There are currently thirty-five kings left on the Fire Spirit Star battlefield, and all the others have died in battle. There are fifty-four people left in the Evil Martial King. This is the greatest result that can be achieved by fighting up and down."
"Oh."
Zhao Shi responded, saying that he knew it, and didn't have any more expressions.
Knowing that the relationship with Zhao Shi has reached a freezing point, Huo Ling'er still begged: "Little Junior Brother, Federation..."
The wind and fire sword intent emerged, solidifying her words, and the calmness of dead silence was restored on the court.
For a long time, Lava King took the initiative to break the deadlock: "If we lose, you will undoubtedly die. It is the Red Lotus Wuzong and the White Bone Wuzong who are leading the battle of the Fire Spirit Star, and neither of them can accept you."
"Well, it may be one way to escape from the Fire Spirit Star."
Lava Wang felt powerless.
This person's stubbornness was revealed before he showed the power of the king, and he was also defensive, but in the end it did not play the role it should have.
The Lava King was silent for a long time, and when the surrounding space became turbulent and hot again, he said, "What do you want? How can you agree to send troops?"