Chapter 1817

Hum!!

This shock is unprecedented.

In this instant, the raging fire lit the whole valley like the day and turned every soldier's face pale.

The power of terror made the mountains and valleys inside the valley shake and collapse for the first time!

Many abysses were buried, and many accompanying animals and poisonous insects were buried!

The cracking of the ground had a great impact on the 300 million gods. Many people were directly killed by collapsed rocks, and countless buildings and boundaries were crushed.

The earth is falling, the earth is shaking!

In the dark, such a scene is like the end of the world.

This caused the flute sound of the protoss to be interrupted for at least ten seconds!

The towering pillar of fire and the angry golden head finally tore a gap in the fearless heart of the Fushen family, which made them deeply feel the fear of extermination.

This is war!

Ground fighting, sky bombing!

Blood, tears, pain and fear fill everyone's heart.

Only the sun emperor and his holy palace are high above, like the ancient god of heaven, planning strategies and controlling everything.

In the absence of 50 million elite legions to jointly take charge of the barrier spirit line resistance, the 56th anger of the Sun Temple directly shook the foundation of Jiuyou subduing the barrier, and brought a deep shock to the subdued Protoss and the emperor's burial army.

This means that even if they hang the temple army on the ground battlefield and win the victory, the Sun Temple in the sky will still destroy the guardian barrier!

Once Jiuyou is broken, the advantages of the ground Legion may disappear.

At that time, the temple army with soaring morale will have the opportunity to fight against and kill the protoss!

This is the coldest and deadliest moment!

The shadow of death and extermination envelops everyone's heart.

It's like a dagger burning fire, stabbing everyone's heart.

This fear and pain of extinction is enough to make anyone fall into collapse and completely lose hope at this time.

The immortal golden head in the sky has become a nightmare in the hearts of every volt Protoss and Emperor burial army.

Scare!

Scare!

Scare!

On the battlefield, after this moment of silence, there were many, many voices of heavy breathing.

There are too many people with dry mouth and pale face. They can only breathe heavily to alleviate their fear.

The fury of the holy palace was like hitting the hearts of every "resister" and making people's hearts twitch.

However!

Li Tianming was suddenly moved to tears. At the next moment, the flute of Fu Shengu sounded again.

Hiss, hiss!

For a time, the sound of the flute came one after another, just like a single spark gathering, and soon became a prairie fire, burning to the heart of every volt Protoss and Emperor burial army.

Such a sharp and harsh voice comes from every Protoss. They try their best to play, just to tell the enemy that they are not frightened, do not give in, and do not fear death!

"Do you hear me! Hear me! "

Fu Shen Gong Yi's voice is hoarse, but it penetrates the sky.

"They want us to exterminate the family. They want us to bury hundreds of millions of corpses!"

"Why? Just because you become a running dog and kneel and lick the stronger, you have the right to dominate the life and death of hundreds of millions of people and let us subjugate our country and destroy our species? "

"Ha ha!"

Fu Shen Gong Yi laughed wantonly. He was like a divine stick, jumping up and down in the crowd like crazy.

"Come on! Come on! Come! "

He said three words at the Sun Temple, and his expression became more and more ferocious.

"Boys! children! Brothers! Compatriots! Let them see how ruthless we are. Let them see what a dead war is! "

"If, today, we don't want the corpse of the Fushen family to fill the whole Fushen Valley, if, we don't want our ancestors to pass on to our generation for thousands of generations, if, we don't want to turn into ashes and disappear on the sun, if, we still want to pass on this drop of Fushen blood, then -"

He took a deep breath, first sounded the flute, then made the most tearing sound, and roared with all his strength:

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill until the last drop of blood on us is clean! We Fushen clan can perish, but before that, I will let the war god clan die, the whole family and the whole family! "

With that, he held the flute, exhausted all his strength, and turned the whole face green.

At the same time, the most harsh flute was louder than the wrath of the holy palace.

In this dark world, the sound of the flute is like the machete of the fallen Protoss, cutting out the wounds of the darkness.

Li Tianming saw it and was amazed.

Such a scene made his heart very heavy.

Such a prostrate Protoss also inspired the emperor's burial army from afar and plunged these 40 million people into the same mood.

If you can fight for such a clan, even if you cut off here all your life, maybe many people have no regrets in their hearts.

Li Tianming asked LAN Huang to help. When the flute was loudest, he told everyone in his loudest voice:

"Everybody! We have a chance to win! We only need to calculate the time and prepare in advance. Within the 100 breath interval between the two holy palace bombings, we all have the opportunity to hang the holy palace army into meat and mud! "

"Now, let them see whether their people die first or our guardian barrier breaks first!!"

One hundred interest!

It's really easy to grasp.

Calculate this time and prepare in advance. With their current advantages in the ground battlefield, Li Tianming seriously believes that they do have a 50% chance of winning.

If you add the towering anger of the Fushen family, Li Tianming feels 60%.

"Emperor Zun, be careful this time, but! In the final analysis, you still think you are the only one in the world who has the most domineering clan will! "

"You are the emperor's family on the sun. Yes, but can you really predict what bloody fighting spirit a clan will burst out under the shadow of extinction?"

Only by mixing at the bottom and connecting all people with the line of sentient beings will Li Tianming understand that every ordinary life is worthy of awe.

What's more, it's a clan seventh in the list!

In the territory of the Fu Protoss, there will be a war to destroy them. As long as it is a Fu Protoss, everyone knows that they have no retreat to surrender.

You have to give up your life and change your life with the other side.

This opponent may not know how terrible it is, but Li Tianming has heard it from the eyes of those prostrate Protoss and their sharp flute.

Don't talk about them. At this moment, Li Tianming is almost turning into a madman.

To tell the truth, he is much calmer than Fu Shengong Yi.

Fu Shen Gong Yi made the Fu Shen clan crazy at last, but Li Tianming gave them the last reason.

That is, the interval of the wrath of the holy palace is a hundred breath, which is their chance to fight the holy palace army to death!