Chapter 2727: The war will start
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The Mightiest Little Peasant
- Watermelonian
- 1178 characters
- 2021-01-30 05:37:30
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clang!
One sword and one halberd, colliding in the air.
Endless divine light exploded, engulfing the world.
"This guy... is still so strong!"
The golden armor said coldly, "However, he can't survive this battle, he killed so many of us, and it should be returned! In this battle, he will be wiped out with those human race ants!"
He raised his hand and called back the War Halberd.
"People in the Pangu world, you listen, three years later, my army of the Protoss will arrive and wipe out everything!"
"Your lifespan is only three years left. These three years are rewarded by my gods, so you can live well!"
He shouted loudly, his voice thunderously, echoing in the battlefield of the gods and demons.
"The war is coming!"
"There are only three years left? I thought it would be at least ten years! Only three years, what can I do?"
There was an uproar in the holy city at the moment.
Everyone rushed out and looked into the distance.
Some people are terrified, their faces are pale, and the look of the end is coming, and some people are angry and have a high fighting spirit.
"Fuck! Damn it!"
"Nine-color tribes, you wash your neck and wait, three years later, I cut your dog head!"
Many people jumped on the wall and scolded in the distance.
"Oh! A bunch of clowns!"
The golden armored angel saw it and couldn't help but sneer and disdain.
A group of ants only, how happy it is to dance again!
Three years later, these people were erased together with the entire Pangu world.
"Go!"
He turned around and walked back.
"Huh? What's the matter? If you want to say something, just say it!" Seeing the horse-faced next to him opened his mouth several times, he couldn't help but stop, sulking disappointedly.
"This……"
Ma Xianzun looked hesitant.
"what do you want to say in the end?"
The Golden Armor God was impatient.
"God Envoy, this is the case. In the past few years, on this battlefield of Gods and Demons, there was a very strange thing. There is a personal clan supreme. It seems that it has made something incredible. Thing."
Ma face respectfully said.
"Things against the sky?"
The golden armor stunned, "What kind of?"
"This... is a golden humanoid figure, but I don't see exactly what it is. The breath is very terrible. The angel, this may be the killer weapon prepared by the human race." Ma face respected.
"Oh! Killer skill? Joke! Even if the other races make even more powerful things, then what can they do? No matter how strong they are, they are still strong alone. This ancient world has already withered and decayed. No matter what, they can't save them!"
The golden armor sneered and was disdainful.
How strong his protoss power is, no matter what goes against the sky, as long as their protoss crushes over, they can crush it to smash!
"The angel said yes!"
Venerable horse face stunned, echoed.
"There are still three years left. You should keep it well. After three years of war, the Pangu Realm will be completely erased, so you don't have to keep guarding here."
"In these years, you have worked hard and you can rest assured that you will be rewarded by then. Maybe you will have the opportunity to enter the temple and become a like me. That will be you and the supreme glory of your family!"
The golden armor sent the word.
"Thank you messenger!"
The horse face bowed as he stood, excited.
"Go!"
The gold armor messenger waved and took the lead.
In the holy city, above the walls, a figure in white stood, and in his hand, he held an iron sword.
He looked at the distance, his face dignified.
"Ring the bell!"
For a long time, he withdrew his eyes and looked at the elders of the temple sitting behind him in the holy city.
Soon, a loud clang, a loud bell, came from the holy city, along the void, and passed to the sanctuary below.
Hearing the bells, innumerable figures in the temple were a meal, and then looked up and looked towards the sky.
Face to face, all killing, very dignified.
"is coming!"
They murmured in their mouths.
"Are you coming? Why are you coming?"
At this moment, a figure stood at the door of Dange, raised his head, looked at the sky, and looked puzzled.
The sorrowful scum, with a slightly obscure temperament, and the cute black cat on the robe, oh no, the black tiger pattern, is not the mainstay of the temple, Uncle Liu Heihu.
"You do not know?"
The man on the side turned to look at him like he was looking at an alien.
"What?"
Liu Heihu scratched his head, his face full of question marks.
"The sound of this bell is so fierce and unique. When this bell rings, it means that war is coming!" The man said solemnly.
"what?"
Liu Heihu widened his eyes and was shocked.
"Your uncle!"
Then, he patted his thigh and scolded angrily, "Lao Tzu hasn't refined that line, he's not invincible yet, why are you here? You are sick! My black tiger lord cursed you, cursed your family , The whole family!"
He raised his hand to poke the sky, jumped up and yelled, and the spit splashed the man's face.
"What? Dao... Dao Xing?"
The man's face was dumbfounded and he looked at Liu Heihu with wide eyes, feeling as if he had heard something unbelievable.
"Oh! By mistake, I said Daoguo, brother, you heard it wrong!"
Liu Heihu's face changed slightly and he smiled busyly, disguising his past.
Then he turned and hurried away.
"Nine-color clan, my uncle Black Tiger is your mother, I will be invincible when the uncle, I will kill you with a sword!"
As he walked, he scolded.
"It's coming... so fast!"
At the door of the temple, before the Shenlun, Xuanhong Supreme sitting cross-legged heard the bell and opened his eyes.
He looked up at the sky, his brow furrowed.
This time was a few years earlier than he expected.
"The road bell rang!"
"The nine-color clan is coming!"
The bells rang and passed to the floating islands below, the mountain above the gods, and then the continents of the dojo continent, the continent of the supreme ancestors. These places boiled one after another. Everyone was in an uproar. Shock.
Some people are pessimistic, such as the end of the world, and others are wary.
"So fast!"
When the bell reached Hao Tianfeng, Tang Hao, who was making immortality medicine in the palace, suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the sky dome.
He was a little surprised.
This time was a few years earlier than he expected.
"After three years!"
Then he got the news from the temple.
"Three years...enough!"
Tang Hao murmured.
All his plans and preparations can be completed within these three years.
"Quick! Hurry up! Within three years, you must refine more Dan, more Pangu Shenzhou, and then the group of will be killed!"
In the corner of Haotian Daochang, almost all the Dan Masters and Masters of the world have gathered, and they have become the logistics center of the entire Sanctuary.
When they heard the bells and heard the news of the temple, they all seemed to have smelted chicken blood and refined it even harder.
Bells, and news, gradually spread to the three continents below.
The whole sanctuary is completely boiling.