Chapter 1287

Before the great war, King Liang had divorced the emperor's tomb on earth and invited the old monsters of the royal family to come back.

But, perhaps because of the opening of the hell gate, they never came back.

Unexpectedly, although they didn't return, they asked the tomb keeper for help.

"Nanjiang, I'll help you come back." The tomb keeper is gentle and calm. It seems that it doesn't take much effort for him.

Liang Wang was excited, but reminded him: "master, Xia Qingchen is by no means an easy generation. Please be careful..."

"In front of my grave keeper, there is no easy generation. If there is, kill it." In the light of dust, there is boundless domineering and self-confidence.

However, the tomb keeper has this ability.

For thousands of years, strong people in the sun like emperor's sword can be killed, not to mention the light dust in summer?

Remote southern Xinjiang.

On the ancient altar steps, Xia Qingchen ascended step by step holding the bloody Dayan sword.

Behind them are tens of thousands of troops!

On the altar, the barbarians retreated step by step. In front of them were the wild priests and a bunch of extremely tall barbarians.

They were surrounded by a group of people with two faces.

They are the people left by Nu Tianyi, the descendants of barbarian God!

When Xia Qingchen crossed the river, the foreign troops raided the center and caught them by surprise.

Although the barbarians are still brave and try their best to resist, they can't stand Xia Qingchen's ruthlessness.

Whoever resists will be shot to death.

After less than half of the center was killed, the barbarians were afraid of being killed. Only some core barbarians fought and retreated until they retreated to the Holy Land and altar in the center!

"Xia Qingchen, you killed countless lounan people, covered with sins, and you still don't look back?" Tianhuang priest was covered with blood and stared at the summer light dust rising up the steps.

In the first central war, Xia Qingchen slaughtered countless barbarians!

He went all the way south and met at least tens of thousands of tribes. The fate of those tribes can be imagined.

After this battle, Xia Qingchen slaughtered barbarians in southern Xinjiang, at least ten million levels!

It's killing people like hemp!!

Xia Qingchen shook the blood drops on Dayan's sword and was as indifferent as Brahma: "war is always accompanied by killing! Besides, you started the war! "

Those who wage war should bear all the costs!

"Then, do you want to kill the descendants of the barbarian God?" The priest clenched his fist. He felt he had asked a question he shouldn't have asked.

Will Xia Qingchen be soft when he kills the altar?

"No." However, the answer surprised the Tianhuang priest: "for the sake of Nu Tianyi letting go of the 40000 city guards in the Yuanyang region, I can let his people go."

Bai zhantian died in exchange for the lives of 40000 city guards. Nu Tianyi didn't break his promise.

"But if they want to live, you need life for life!" Xia Qingchen's long sword points to the priest of the wilderness.

With a bitter smile, the priest knew that it was not so easy to let go of the barbarian God.

He knew that Xia Qingchen did the same thing as Nu Tianyi.

"Good!" The priest said decisively.

He's going to die anyway. Why not die alone in exchange for the life of the descendants of the barbarian God?

"Xia Qingchen, nu Tianyi will not stop the pace of the Lord of the three realms!" The Tianhuang priest smiled up at the sky, then clapped his hand on his own inspiration and died.

In this way, Xia Qingchen slowly took back the Dayan sword and said faintly, "the Lord of the three realms is really a humble ideal."

He stepped forward to the center of the altar.

Looking at his feet, the flame of a colorful lotus was burning quietly in the altar.

He took out the sky star shell and looked at the only two divine earth in it.

"What are you doing?" An old bent man, a descendant of God, roared.

Xia Qingchen was very indifferent: "the sacred fire in the south of the building should also be extinguished."

"You dare!"

"I fought with you!"

The flame in lounan is the spiritual belief of barbarians.

It is, that is, the south of the building is, it goes out, that is, the south of the building goes out.

If the summer light dust destroys the holy fire in the south of the building, it means that the south of the building is subjugated. It is the capture of Liangzhou city that will lead to the destruction of Liangjing.

Wheeze——

Several arrows flashed and shot the two descendants of barbarian gods into hedgehogs.

The army behind him approached step by step, full of killing: "all rebels will be killed!"

The remaining descendants of barbarian gods clenched their fists angrily, but they were afraid to be rash again.

Because the army led by Xia Qingchen will only know this sentence.

Every time the words fall, the head rolls and the blood flows into the sea.

The barbarians had an instinctive fear of this sentence, and when they heard it, they trembled involuntarily.

Xia Qingchen silently dumped the sky star shell. In the retention of the descendants of the barbarian God and the surrounding barbarians, a grain of divine soil fell and pressed on the colorful Lotus!

Pooh——

God's earth is watered by countless God's blood. It is heavy and irresistible.

The holy fire in lounan is only a spark left by the man God himself. After thousands of years, the divinity has long been extinguished.

Ordinary things cannot be destroyed, except God earth.

Under the pressure of a grain of divine earth, the huge colorful lotus was immediately crushed and separated. The fire was dim, and only a colorful lotus spark the size of a fingernail was alive.

This is supposed to be the essence of the holy fire.

Xia Qingchen dumped the star shell again and vowed to extinguish the last flame.

But at this time, his arms squirmed. Xia Qingchen stopped thoughtfully, took out the Dan stove and let out the small fire inside.

The latter screamed, drilled into the altar, hugged the fire in surprise, opened his mouth exaggerated, swallowed it, and then ran back quickly.

"No! Our flame!! " Looking at the last ray of the flame's afterglow and disappearing into the line of sight, the descendants of the barbarian gods issued a cry of despair.

With the disappearance of the flame, the hazy fire that once shone on the whole center quickly dispersed, leaving the center in darkness.

Having been baptized by the war, they all knelt down in grief and kowtowed to the altar in the face of the extinguishment of the sacred fire of faith.

Faith is gone. Where is lounan going?

At this time, on the altar, Xia Qingchen came holding the stove and stood on the edge of the altar, overlooking the whole area of the center.

In the stove, the colorful light from the small fire casts the back of the summer light dust on all sides, enveloping the boundless earth.

He was dignified and indifferent and said, "Lou Nan, from today on, get rid of the name!"

The flame has been extinguished, and there is no building in the world!

"From now on, the people of the whole territory will be under the jurisdiction of the king, preach your ethics, educate all the people, and kill them if there is resistance!" Xia Qingchen announced.

The mighty voice rolls in all directions and enlightens the deaf!

In response, all the people cried and howled.

Lounan destroyed the country. They are already the people of the subjugated country!

After today, I will live under the rule of summer light dust!

Boom——

bank.

Huge monsters and beasts rushed to the river bank.

The first is the slave Tianyi standing in front of the throne. He looked at the dark center and the altar without fire. He retreated absently: "the holy fire... Is out?"