v3 Chapter 900： Kill each other!

Qin Yang stood on the side and looked at the scene in front of him. The breathing was subconsciously becoming a little more urgent.

In the middle of the wave, erase the "inscription" left by the monarch princes for two thousand years. This is a kind of mysterious and mysterious big hand, beyond the level of traditional power attributes.

After all, many of the inscriptions on the inscriptions of the monarchs are gone, and the ones that have just been presented and erased are actually the gas fields left by those people.

"Yu Xing Shi Brigade, no way, for the anti-interest. Wushu violent, literary acquittal, sinful and sorrowful...

... Men’s music, women’s career, and order. Hui was born, and he came to the field for a long time.

The group is fierce, please engrave this stone and hang your way. ”

"The Stones of the Stones" portrays the achievements of the Emperor of the First Emperor. Nowadays, these words start to tremble and twist as if they have come alive. It seems that when the man came to visit the sea otter more than two thousand years ago, Body shape.

"Do not filial sons and help the Soviets, please listen to the Father!"

Untied his hands open and bowed, and for a time, the whole slate of the Rock Hill began to sigh, and the temperature immediately cooled down.

"Fusu?" Qin Yang heard the name. Is this person in front of him the son of Qin State? The Fusu who was killed by Zhao Gaojian?

Qin Yang felt that this was a big joke, but who was bored to run into this joke in front of him?

Being able to hide so well in front of you and make such a big deal is at least a leader among the senior audience. He is too boring, so he is teasing himself?

However, the dismissal of the ceremony seems to have no response except for this gust of wind. A bleak and bleak atmosphere begins to spread here.

The dust returned to the earth, and the great empire of the past, to this day, only the traces of the rubble remain, and even the soul of the terracotta warriors stored there disappeared.

The face of Jie's face showed a faint color, but there was not much sorrow. His hands slowly spread to the ground, and with an indifferent and decisive gesture, he raised his hand from the bottom up, as if he was holding it. Holding something that you can't see and touch.

Slowly, a crack began to appear on the untwisted skin, and there was a faint bloodshot oozing out of the crack, as if the body had collapsed.

"To the township is like a rotten Ke", Qin Yang feels that this is his own, and at the moment, isn’t he watching the immortals playing chess?

Too many unknowns, too many do not understand, but can not be confused, can only be stupidly standing next to watch this happen.

Moreover, with the hands of the self-proclaimed "Fu Su" in front of the hands gradually rising, there was a virtual shadow around the world, and the real and the illusory began to be intertwined.

The modern buildings near the Shishi Mountain began to dissipate slowly, replaced by a desolateness that seems to return to ancient times. In the distance, the small pavilions are faintly visible, with a dreamy and fascinating sense.

In the illusion, Qin Yang saw that an old man in a robes had to be white and walked slowly. The old man was not wearing a robe, but he was very close to the style of the robe, and although he could not see the specific and clear appearance of the old man, But the dust that comes out of it can't make the slightest embarrassment.

The unraveling eyes are naturally open. He looks at the old man slowly coming over. His eyes reveal a kind of memory of seeing the old man, but the old man penetrates directly from the past.

he,

Can't see yourself.

Even him,

Can't you see yourself?

Qin Yang seems to have something behind the old man, but the old man himself is already blurred enough. The things behind him are naturally more blurred and invisible. It seems that there is a black thing, like a mouthful of coffin.

The old man squatted in front of the light and shadow of "Shishimen Ci", his lips were open, he should be talking about something, but the sound did not come out from the picture.

Qin Yang subconsciously took a few steps forward. He instinctively wanted to get more information. Ordinary people also had curiosity, but for the audience, sometimes collecting this information is already an instinct.

"Where did the father give you with them... Where did you go........."

"puff…………"

The mouth of the dispelling mouth immediately overflowed with a blood,

The illusions of the surrounding are completely dissipated at this moment, as if everything had never existed. The Rocky Mountain is still a rocky mountain. Like two thousand years ago, it is still located here.

Jie Jie staggered and stood up, holding one hand on his forehead.

I don't know why, Qin Yang perceives that the person who has always been in front of himself has always disappeared as if he had just disappeared. When his passenger turned around and faced himself, he immediately said:

"I remember, you are solving!"

In the audience circle, there are actually many people who know each other. Especially when the strength goes up, everyone can make a nod to each other as the circle becomes narrower and narrower. Qin Yang has had contact with the solution, and again, There is also a lot of people who have been treated by a boss.

"Help me find a quiet place to rest........." Jie Jie said very uncomfortably, "It is best to help me arrange the array, would you?"

Qin Yang smiled and shook his head.

"Contact the seniors in the nearby law, let them all come here......... Damn, you want to come out again, I want you to see, who can refine who!"

The two scorpions of the shackles present two distinct colors, seemingly fighting fiercely, but their bodies are now being pumped out of light and falling directly on the ground.

Qin Yang hesitated for a moment, or he would solve the problem and go down the mountain.

He has a vague feeling that what he sees today may be more ridiculous than the things in the story world.

........................

“Gale! Gale! Gale! Gale!!!!!!!!!!!!”

The low-pitched sound of the mountains and the sea, with an overwhelming chilling atmosphere, and Su Bai in the military array, seems to be in a melting place, the surrounding atmosphere constantly stimulates his soul, forcing him to integrate into this Among the army.

This is no longer an army, but a unified consciousness war beast composed of individual soldiers. Here, all people's thoughts will be gathered and infected and will be forcibly condensed together.

A dragon scorpion came slowly from the sky, and the emperor of the later generation also learned that the emperor claimed to be the real dragon, and his own carriage was also a dragon scorpion. But what Su Bai saw at this time was a genuine five-clawed golden dragon who served as a horse. The character dragged the car forward, but the five-clawed golden dragon was filled with a dead air, and it was no longer awesome.

The screen on the dragonfly slowly spread out, and a man in a black robes walked out of it. This man, Su Bai, had seen it in the memory of an ancient vampire.

The first emperor... Zulong!

"Long live my emperor! Long live! Long live !!!!!!!!!"

In an instant, the sergeant squatted down on one knee and shouted long live. Su Bai instinctively wanted to stand, but this moment seemed to have tens of thousands of hands on his own body to force himself to kneel, let Su Bai’s body re I can't be controlled by myself on one knee.

Now, Su Bai is a state of confusion and half-dreaming, but Su Bai feels that if he is fully awake but the body is here, there seems to be no resistance to capital. This is a general trend, a kind of Extremely terrible gas field, or can be said to be - the real dragon.

Zu Long stood on the top, his eyes glanced at the bottom, Su Bai would like to look up and see the first emperor, curiosity? Star chasing? Looking up? There is always a total mood, but Su Bai is unable to lift his head.

Tens of thousands of strengths are equivalent to the high-ranking audience's tigers in front of themselves. This is how it feels. Su Bai is not clear, even... I can't think.

Next, it was a long time of silence, tens of thousands of tigers still squatting on one knee, and the ancestors on the top did not speak, and did not let everyone stand up, surrounded, silent, and smothered.

Su Bai’s face was full of sweat. This majestic pressure and suffocation gave him a sense of incomprehensibility. At the beginning, Chen Ru said that he could help Su Bai to suppress the spirit of the advanced, but Chen Ru’s means and the present Compared with this scene, it is completely impossible to play on the table. You don’t have to fight at all, and you have been overwhelmed by the general trend to completely defeat yourself as a high-level audience with confidence and good feelings.

Quiet... silence... silence... still silence.........

Su Bai’s breathing began to become more and more urgent, and the pressure began to approach his critical point. He knew that once he could not support himself, the “state” that he followed the Yin soldiers would collapse.

If this collapses, how can I tell the fat man and Shang Faye later?

Could it be that I have worked so hard to get in, and come in and come out with satisfaction with the emperor?

"Hey, old Qin, go to the country!"

Finally, Zu Long spoke, his voice seems to have a special magic, able to penetrate your eardrum directly to shake your heart.

"赳赳老秦, went to the national disaster!

The blood does not drain, and the battle is endless! ”

Tens of thousands of tigers shouted together, and everyone’s eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty eagerness!

Zu Long’s face was a bit stunned and somewhat painful, but he took out a sword hanging from the outside of the dragon's scorpion, and stabbed it down against the five-clawed golden dragon under his feet.

The five-clawed golden dragon made a weak wailing, and then the dragon's blood began to spill.

In the sky, it seems that blood rain has fallen, and it has fallen on the lower soldiers.

"Hey, old Qin, go to the country!"

"The blood doesn't drain, it's dead!"

At this moment, Su Bai found that the soldiers around him stood up, shouting the battle song and lifting his own blade to the body of his robe.

The entire army,

At this time it seems to have become a terrible Shura field!

What exactly is going on!

A sizzling blood spilled on Su Bai's face, so that Su Bai's eyes were stained with scarlet, but the madness of the surrounding is killing, but it is far from over!