Chapter 1065

"master Zimai, you can't go out!"

In the main hall of the snow mountain underground palace, the three living generals of the seventh General of Hel held on to Shimei and said with red eyes: "you are our only hope. The blood feud of the dead species and the extermination of the clan can not be avenged by no one!"

"How?"

After another battle, he looked extremely tired, but his eyes were extremely fierce. Holding the bloody sword, he refused to accept: "it's extreme, and I'm also extreme. I don't believe I can't kill it!"

"My Lord!"

The fourth of the three generals knelt down and sobbed: "our death is not worthy of regret, but you bear all our future. Let's go, take away our expectations, and don't let us die in despair."

The second general also knelt down and bowed down and said, "my Lord, the matter has come to this point, and the fall is in the twinkling of an eye. It is meaningless for you to continue to fight against death. Let's take away our hope, and let us people use death to maintain our final dignity."

He held the bloody sword tightly, and his unyielding eyes were cold and cold.

The seventh will raise his armor and kneel on one knee on the ground of the hall. His eyes are full of hatred. He looks up and says, "my Lord, I am the youngest of the seven generals. I can't speak. I will say: in the future, you must tell our descendants what happened today, tell them who the enemy is, and tell them that our dead are waiting here, waiting, watching and looking at them Come back one day and kill all the animals

He raised his head and took a deep breath. He forced his tears back into his eyes. His voice was cold and penetrating into his bones. He said, "don't try to persuade me. I'm not a coward who runs away. Unless I die, I'll never leave here for half a step."

"My Lord!" The three generals cried out in unison.

"Don't try again! I am Shimei, I will never be defeated! " His eyes were cold and arrogant, he held the sword, his strength was outstretched, and the three generals in front of him were shaken off. He stepped out one step, soared into the air, and shot into the sky in three steps.

"My Lord!"

"My Lord!"

"My Lord!"

……

On the ground, there is no sound, like a thousand guns on the ground!

A strong breath of Xiao Sha was threatening and intimidating. The timid had already collapsed on the ground.

The last formed army on the snow mountain has been eliminated, and the corpses are all over the mountains and fields. There is no smell of blood, only the bleak and cold smell of death.

In the cold silence, a group of troops finally started, threatening to approach the core of the snow mountain barrier.

"Sister mia, are they trying to catch us alive?"

Outside the wall of the underground palace, Muran held the weapons distributed to her, looked at the Silent Army all over the mountains and looked at the leader of the seventh detachment.

At the moment, the army has been destroyed, the rest of the people are soldiers, but resistance is meaningless, just die in this way.

Meiya smiles, helps her to pack the magazine, and arranges her messy clothes. Then she says, "maybe it is. I don't know. They have 10000 ways to destroy Aoyun, but they finally choose this way, but it's OK. Maybe we can kill one or two."

Mu ran nodded his head earnestly and turned to look at the oppressed alien army. His eyes were filled with hatred: "I may not kill any of them, but I want to avenge you for your show! If it wasn't for them, Mao Xiu would not have died, and big egg would not have been hurt. I don't know if it was life or death. "

"Maybe they're still alive." But she also knew that it was a lie to comfort Muran. After they came to the snow mountain, they had not found her brother among the refugees, let alone sesbia.

In fact, she really appreciates the savvy of this little girl who has just come out of the prairie. Yesterday, they were discussing why Shimei still wanted to suppress enjue and fanatical her reputation. The little girl guessed a surprise to her. She said: he may need this, he needs to be crazy, otherwise he will collapse.

Unfortunately

Mu ran tightly closed his mouth, and did not let the tears fall. He shook his head and said, "sister Meiya, you don't have to comfort me. Except here, no one else can survive. My parents may have been killed by them. Now I'm going to die. I'm not sad!"

Meiya sighed. She looked up to the sky and looked at the faint figure. It was the figure who stood high and wiped out the last army of the snow mountain. She already knew that it was a force beyond the limit and beyond the Convention, and there seemed to be more than one "person" with such strength.

So, this is a war without any hope. It has been doomed since the war of space.

"Strange..."

When she looked again at the alien forces threatening the snow mountain, she was slightly puzzled.

"You found it too?" A senior official next to her looked at her and said.

Meiya nodded, but at the next moment she shook her head: "it was not obvious when they were arraying, but now it is exposed that they march before and after. They are actually on guard against each other, and each rear team has a large number of troops! Unfortunately, even if it is found out, it will not work for us. "The senior official nodded and sighed: "yes, we are far from their strength. Even if we know this, there is nothing we can do. They may not care about our discovery. You see, there is no cover up at all."

Mia also sighed, there is a helpless feeling of powerlessness, even if the enemy to see the loopholes in the formation, they are helpless.

Don't say that only their vanguards can sweep them, it is the powerful figure in the sky. As long as they are in a moment, they will never be defeated. This is a war without suspense.

"Come up, prepare to fight, and dye our last blood to our Aoyun snow mountain..."

No passionate words, no desire to win, only a faint farewell.

At this moment, countless blue haired and black haired men, armed people, walked out of the war, and unarmed hands lined up in a row, looking at the black and oppressed army.

At this moment, countless blue haired and black haired people rushed to the enemy from the snow slope, even if the next moment would be broken to pieces.

At this moment, the last military band, wrapped in bandages, stood on the high hill, facing the cold wind, playing a desolate funeral sound for them.

At this moment, a figure shot out of the underground palace behind them, waving a sword straight up into the sky!

Between the sword Qi and the snow peaks.

The enemy's troops stood still for a moment, their steady steps like mountains stopped for a moment, and they all looked at the sword spirit of the roaring heaven and earth.

In the light of sword, the figure strikes the light figure in the sky.

My Lord!

The blue haired and the black haired, who are determined to die, have a great morale. Before they die, they inspire all the forces flowing in their blood and rush to the battlefield where they are bound to die.

However, at the next moment, a silent snow wheel appears in the sky like a bright sun, and instantly absorbs all the sword light, which is like the dome of the sky. The precise structure of the flowers of the huge snow wheel reflects the light. The thousand year old snow cover of the whole Aoyun snow mountain is sucked up in the sky by it, floating like a snow Wonderland.

Shengmai tried his best to swing his sword, but still could not escape the huge snowflake.

"Those who have just entered the realm of God dare to fight."

The light figure in the sky said faintly that it did not even move half a minute. It still stood there, only waving lightly, and then it fell into a huge dilemma.

In the roar, the unconvinced Shen Mai suddenly broke his sword arm and got rid of the attraction. He shot at the light figure again like a sword.

"A little bit bold."

The figure moved slightly, then stretched out his hand. At the next moment, a bigger hand composed of flying snowflakes appeared in the sky. He came to shimai and held him in the palm of his hand like a bug.

The snow wheel in the giant's hand twists and turns. In a moment, he is bloody and fleshy. When the light figure tries again, he is squeezed in the palm of his hand.

"Although there is the power of the divine realm, there is no divine realm of war. The sword is not used in this way."

Light figure at the moment seems to have lost interest, some disappointment, he will "crush to death.".

At this time, the snowy mountains were trampled by alien troops. Blue haired and black haired people were knocked down to the ground, struggling to be killed and alive. Everywhere, snow and dust were rising and crying.

The alien army beat them to the ground and tied them up like catching animals. On the snowy slope, rolling human figures were trampled on with no dignity.

He was proud and disobedient. He tried his best, but he was still in the hands of the enemy like a bug, but he could not even see the face of the enemy.

He looked bleakly at the black haired and blue haired people who were tumbling under him. He laughed in despair, helplessly, bleakly, with tears streaming down his face.

He felt that his life was flying away, so he turned to the light figure, the warships that covered the sky, and the aliens. His mouth opened and closed. Finally, he swore in silence: "Berg --"

at this time, a ray of light was emitted from the underground Palace, and in a flash, it spread its light.

It turned out to be a thin sheet. At the moment of its appearance, waves of strange energy waves appeared on the sheet. It entered the giant hand of the snow wheel like clouds and flowing water, rolled up and stepped forward, and then flashed like a stream to the underground palace.

"Can you shake? There is also a divine realm? "

The light figure made a strange noise. He stepped forward a step and came to the front of the slice. He grabbed it and crushed it. In the flying debris, he looked at the direction of the underground palace and said faintly: "it's a relic of the divine realm Listen to the troops below. The people who use this thing will bring it back to me alive. "

Its tone is stern and unquestionable, as if it were the supreme ruler of all the armies here, even the master of the planet.

In the underground palace, the energy wave of Flowing Clouds and flowing water rolls around and strides through a number of palace doors and comes to a tall and lofty temple.

On the empty hall, in the middle of the inner wall, there is a blue gold box with religious dense patterns. The two leaders kneel on both sides and slowly open the box to both sides, revealing a dark armor. It looks like a person sitting there. The black cold mask looks at the front, and the eyes are dark. The whole armour is smooth and full of power There is a trace of killing in the indifference.The right hand of the battle armor holds a sword, and the body of the sword is inserted into the sheath. The same darkness is very dark.

Hundreds of holy sons and daughters sit on both sides of the battle armor, one side is the son, the other is the holy daughter, all wearing white dress, standing in rows from small to large, holding the holy hold of both hands, solemn and solemn, echoing the empty and sacred holy voice.

The two sides of the hall were also full of people, one in the Pantheon, and the other in black and blue.

An old man sat at the top of the side of black and blue. He looked at the bloody and vigorous steps in the hall and turned to the opposite main executive: "although we have failed countless times before, we have no way to go. We will try the last one. From the rest of the people selected, try a in turn. They die. We try, we die, son of God Women try, all dead, let the test

The Lord nodded, and a floor in the middle of the hall opened, revealing a long passage. Under the leadership of two hall guards, the crowd in white robes walked up the hall in a row, and walked to the indifferent armour.

The first man, a girl with blue hair, tried to calm herself and walked forward step by step. In the holy voice, her eyes began to be fanatical, and came to the front of the battle armor, and stretched out her right hand to draw the sword.

However, when her hand touched the hilt, she fell on the ground silently, like she had been drained of her life.

Two hall guards immediately dragged her body away.

Then the second man, a man with blue hair, drew his sword and died!

Third, die!

The fourth, still dead!

Die!

Die!

Die!

……

A line of people in the holy voice toward the indifferent warship, a row of people fell down and died in a flash.

The footsteps of the troops outside the palace are getting closer and closer, and the shouting is becoming clearer and clearer.

After a black haired man fell to the ground, a boy with black hair, who was behind him, walked nervously towards the cold armour, and towards the hilt that devoured countless lives. Every step, his legs trembled slightly.

Waiting for him will still be death, and the temple guards are even ready to drag away the body after his death.

But at this time, a streamer shadow from the sky into the palace hall, to the boy, finally stood, showing the body shape.

"Who!" The guard of the temple was shocked, and the sword was about to be drawn.

The man ignored the boy and touched the boy's head and said, "Oh, live well!"

Then he turned, looked up, looked at the holy sons and daughters, looked at the old and the Lord, looked at all the people in front of him, and said:

I will draw his sword. "

Quiet, quiet in a moment!

At this moment, it seems that the whole world has been in despair is quiet.

He took steps and stepped up the high steps --

br > one step, the front row of the holy sons and daughters looked at his face, tears burst.

Step two, listen to his voice, the old man and the Lord stood up excitedly.

Three steps, all the holy sons and daughters fell down to their knees in tears.

Four steps, the old and the Lord crawl down, chest ups and downs.

Five steps, a mess in the hall.

The guard of the temple who drew the sword out did not know what happened. He stood in the place with the sword in horror, and looked blank in his head at the crying and running women who fell down to their knees.

"Big...?" The boy muttered stupidly.

And the man was still walking step by step until he came to the cold holy armour.

He turned around and looked at the direction of the sky, and his eyes were full of Xiao kill, slowly drawing out the sword of death.

The end!

Purple air will be in a swing, the battle armor will be broken down instantly, and spread upward along his sword holding hand. An inch of it will stretch like a living one inch. It will be integrated into the whole body without a moment!

Finally, the cold face of the silent fusion of the formation!

"Gaice, blazing!"

In the hall, people have knelt all over the ground.

"My name is --"

he slowly raises his head, and a red blood is in his eyes:

Chu, Yun, Sheng! "

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