Chapter 1944

"You will pay the price for your actions."

'Guti' from the Master Camp stared at Lin Beichen with fierce eyes and said: "In the organization, you are just a lowly role. How dare you take advantage of us like this and kill Assange? You "

call out.

The sword flashed.

'Guti''s head flew up.

Lin Beichen directly shattered its body, absorbed the cathode energy, refined it into 'Yin Dan', put it away, glanced at the other ten cathode ancestor monsters, and said: "Do you have anything else to say?"

If he were in the cathode universe, it would be difficult for Lin Beichen to deal with these cathode ancestor monsters.

But in the prehistoric universe, with his terrifying strength that increases even when he eats, sleeps, and drinks water, it is too easy to kill a few cathode ancestor monsters.

The ancestor monsters of the cathode secretly gritted their teeth and hated them to the extreme.

But no one is resisting.

They finally figured out that this new ancestor of the ancient tribe was a madman, as if he had a brain disease and could do anything.

"Don't be afraid and speak out boldly. I am a very sensible person and will definitely consider everyone's opinions seriously and give simple and direct feedback on the spot."

Lin Beichen's smile was as gentle as the spring breeze.

But the ancestors of the cathode remained silent.

Who would believe a moron.

"well."

Lin Beichen sighed and said, "No one is talking? It seems that everyone has a deep misunderstanding of me."

Pity.

I can't find an excuse to kill one or two more.

Lin Beichen then became serious again and said: "Since everyone has reached a harmonious agreement, please join the army and take action as soon as possible. Our goal is not only to eliminate the Beichen rebels, but also to cause as many casualties as possible. The tens of billions of imperial troops are the best All is consumed, but one thing we need to pay attention to is not to destroy and pollute galaxies and planets anymore, because tens of millions of years later, we will need to harvest again.”

Everyone in the Master's camp agreed in silence.

Lin Beichen said: "I hope you can strictly follow what I say and don't bother me to clean up the disobedient garbage for the organization."

said the doctor.

Void gaps.

The twenty-first hall is uncertain of brightness and destruction, hidden in the void.

Inside the palace.

There was a faint smell of blood.

The Eternal Furnace spurts out eternal flames, driving the entire Twenty-first Hall into an 'escape' state, which can avoid the pursuit of the Imperial Army.

Although the beheading operation against the left-wing army was a great success, our own side also suffered heavy losses. Currently, there are less than 5,000 doctors working in the hall.

These include some seriously ill patients.

The atmosphere of the game is depressing.

Everyone was silent.

They are all seizing the time to regain their strength.

Crash.

There was the sound of turning books.

Chief Priest Qin is no exception.

With her long silver hair draped over her shoulders, she sat next to the Eternal Furnace, holding a book in her hands and turning the pages gently.

For doctoral monks, reading is like practicing.

Read the book a hundred times and its meaning will become apparent.

The book has its own Tower of Babel, and the book has its own foundation of the Great Dao.

Bai Jinyun was not a doctor, but he patrolled around the hall and offered help to scholars who needed help.

Although the atmosphere was silent, it was not decadent.

The scholars who can stand firmly by the side of Chief Priest Qin and choose to fight against the ancient tribe have already thought clearly, put life and death at risk, have great perseverance and great wisdom, and will not betray because of such things.

But the difficulty of the situation is still beyond everyone's imagination.

The most important thing is that there is no light.

The only final result that can be encountered is defeat.

pity.

Deplorable.

The human race has a great foundation, but now it is being replaced by the ancient tribe. It is really hateful.

"When you are fighting, you are surrounded by divine armor. The ship is misaligned and the masts are misaligned. The enemy is like a cloud. The star is blocked and the enemy is like a cloud. The arrow is falling and the soldiers are fighting for the lead."

There was a sound of reading.

She is a young scholar who looks to be only eighteen years old.

She broke an arm, and the bleeding stopped, but the arm could no longer regenerate. Her face was sallow, but her eyes were extremely determined. She held the book in one hand and her voice was clear and clear, like swords striking each other.

This voice suddenly aroused everyone's emotions.

Some people are harmonious without knowing it.

More and more people joined in and chanted poems with the girl with the broken arm.

"If you can't go in or out, you can't go back. The stars and rivers are suddenly far away."

"Carry a long sword and carry a divine bow. If your head and body are separated, your heart will not be punished."

"Sincerity is both brave and martial, and ultimately strong and invincible. Although the body is dead, the spirit is the spirit, and the soul is resolute and is a ghost hero."

The sound of reading loudly resounded throughout the hall.

Chief Priest Qin put down the book in his hand and looked at the doctors in front of him, feeling infinite emotion in his heart.

She is someone who has been through the war.

Whether it was the battle of religious faith or the battle of the empire in the past, she had witnessed it with her own eyes and participated in it.

The essence of war is always killing and death.

But what it defends is different.

It is no exaggeration to say that such a situation today has never happened before.

Even though they knew they were about to perish, the scholars remained calm and generous, and the hall was filled with an atmosphere of willing to die.

They are not fighting for their own interests.

Rather, they fight for the survival of the race and the continuation of their faith.

Chief Priest Qin looked outside the gate of the Twenty-first Hall.

Calm eyes.

In this war, the news from Han Fuhua has always been stable and resolute. The message conveyed by the first military god in the ancient universe has always been only three words -

has hope.

Priest Qin could not see where there was hope.

But she chose to believe it.

Turn on your phone.

The person's avatar in WeChat remains still, and no new messages have been received. It lies quietly in the friend list, as if it really does not exist in this world.

Sudden--

boom!

Rumble.

The hall shook violently.

Chief Priest Qin put away his book, stood up suddenly, and looked towards the door of the main hall.

With a faint gaze, he penetrated the palace wall and saw three figures outside. They had escaped into the void. They were bombarding the palace door through the gap that maintained the same frequency as the twenty-first palace.

The enemy is coming.

A very terrible enemy.

Judging from the aura emanating from the other party, it is definitely close to the ancestor.

Chief Priest Qin, who has completely mastered the 21st Hall, even vaguely felt that these three figures contained a more dangerous aura, as if they did not belong to this world.

"Enemy attack."

"Prepare to meet the enemy."

The scholars shouted loudly.

The crowd quickly gathered into an array and prepared to fight in the direction of the gate.

At this time, the shrill wind howled.

There seemed to be thousands of fierce ghosts roaring outside the main hall.

Even across the walls of the Ancestral Palace, everyone could still clearly feel the biting coldness, as if they had suddenly arrived in the underworld. The atmosphere of despair, violence, anger, melancholy, and hesitation filled the air instantly. The whole hall.

"wrong."

A white-haired old scholar said: "This is not the power of the ancient universe, it is similar to the aura of the underworld creatures recorded in the Book of Yao."

Everyone was shocked.

The scholars who were lucky enough to survive the war were all the best among the best. They were well-read and had vast knowledge. Naturally, they knew what "creatures from the underworld" were.

"Are the ancient tribes colluding with the cathode creatures?"

"Eating everything inside and outside."

"Forgetting our ancestors!"

Some scholars cursed angrily.

Chief Priest Qin glanced at Bai Yiyun beside him, and slowly walked to the front of the array. His flying silver hair was as crystal clear as snow silk, and the 'pen of creation' reappeared in his hand.

"Everyone, the final moment has arrived."

She looked back at everyone, smiled calmly, and said: "It is my honor to fight side by side with you all in this life, you all, fight for the human race!"

The words have not yet finished.

boom!

The door of the 21st Hall was finally blasted open by the terrifying cathode power.

The wind howled.

The ghost laughed again and again.

Three figures rushed in with endless purple and green ghostly aura.

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