Chapter 920

The ambitious high priest of atlas.

In this way, he led a demon army of 3000 people who were resurrected by him and appeared in the sight of the public.

His arrogant voice came from afar, which made people feel very harsh!

The eclipse slowly receded and replaced with a bright moon hanging in the sky.

Soft light sprinkled, reflecting in front of that a very pale but with a strong sense of killing face.

"The demonic Legion is finally resurrected!"

Gru took a deep breath.

There was an unspeakable emotion in his expression.

The 3000 people in front of us are all warriors who have made contributions to desert country in the past.

But now, it has become a tool for atlas to fight for power and profit!

It made him feel terrible.

In the heart to art Si's hatred is also aggravating several points.

"Gru, do you want to compete with me now?"

The voice of Artes came from the opposite side again.

The black cape on his body seems to blend his whole body into it, so that people can't see his expression.

It's just a gloomy voice, which makes people feel a strong gloomy breath.

"For your father's sake, I don't want to kill them all!"

"As long as you quit the competition and let me become the next king of the desert kingdom, then I can save your life!"

Artes's confident voice came.

"Artes, don't be paranoid! Even if it's you, I won't let you succeed as a burglar! "

Gru clenched his fists and looked at the opposite side with anger.

"Ha ha! It's your own death, so come on! "

"You are not a Pharaon now. You can't get the inheritance of the Pharaon."

"Besides, I have 3000 demon legions under my command. I'd like to see what you can fight with me!"

Atlas laughed wildly.

Desert has its unique heritage.

Once you succeed the Pharaoh, you will have a great power of faith.

But Gru is still his highness, not in the upper position.

Because now he can't get the inheritance ability of successive Pharaohs.

But atlas is different.

He was the high priest of desert country.

He has the belief power of the high priest of desert country.

By comparison, the two sides made a higher decision.

"Come on, I'm not finished. Can I start fighting?"

Lu Tianlong really can't stand such a silly fork as Artes. He can't fight without pain. He has to say that it's a mess here.

You just want to show your prestige?

"To die! Don't worry, Lu Tianlong. All of you will die here today! "

"Moreover, I will lead 3000 demon legions to your China, and then..."

"Shut your mouth

Lu Tianlong interrupted with a cold smile.

With a wave of his hand, a burst of terrible energy burst out on Wen Tianhao and others.

"Wait!"

Next to him, Gru suddenly opened his mouth and interrupted Lu Tianlong's order to attack.

"Tianlong, no matter what, it's in my heart."

"This matter involves some problems between us."

"So, can you let me know something about this art first?"

Gru turned to look at Lu Tianlong and spoke seriously.

His father, Lao FA Lao Wang, is still in the hands of this atlas.

Three thousand warriors in desert country have been turned into demons by this bastard.

Atlas is also ambitious to steal the country.

In terms of feeling and reason, the hatred between Gru and him is naturally the deepest.

"Good!"

Lu Tianlong nodded almost without hesitation.

At the same time, step back and stand on the sidelines.

"Desert warriors go to war!"

Gru stepped forward, held his head high, and suddenly drank.

"Boom!"

Just around the corner, thousands of people suddenly appeared.

They were all dressed in desert country's unique military costumes.

It seems that his highness Gru has secretly controlled the army forces over the years.

Moreover, these people are tall and firm, and each of them is a man of iron.

It must be the elite selected by Gru for this day!

"Kill me!"

There was no nonsense. Gru's eyes were wide open and three words came out. The thousand troops roared and rushed to the demon army.

"What is beyond measure!"

"Think these people can resist my demon army?"

"Divided into three columns, left general led the attack!"A grim smile flashed across his face.

There was a chill.

Originally 3000 people of the demon legion, immediately into the left middle right three teams.

Each team has 1000 people, and one of them stands in front of the team.

"I didn't expect that these demon legions even know the formation and array!"

Lu Tianlong, watching the battle behind, frowned slightly.

The leader of the three demon legions on the left, the middle and the right is naturally a demon general among thousands of people.

According to Artes' current meaning, they are left general, middle general and right general.

The left general waved coldly, thousands of people turned around behind him, and the scythe of death in his hand turned over, shining cold light in the moonlight.

Go straight to Gru's thousand men!

Fight!

Fight together!

It's killing!

A thousand to a thousand was originally a close fight.

But when the two sides first contact, Gru's side of the defeat is obvious!

These thousand people are elites, all of whom are carefully selected by Gru.

Everyone is a tough guy.

But these demon soldiers of atlas are a group of monsters.

Although their intelligence quotient is almost zero, they have incomparable fighting ability.

Two thousand people are entangled, almost covering the entire desert.

Angry shouts, curses, cries.

The sickle cuts into people's body, cuts off people's skin, cuts off people's body sounds, and resounds through the whole space.

The blood was flying, and the thick smell of blood spread quickly.

Gru's thousand men have long had the will to die.

So in the face of almost one-sided massacre, no one ran away, no one retreated.

They just stare red eyes, and in front of a thousand don't know what death and pain is the devil soldiers desperately.

Even Lu Tianlong, Wen Tianhao and others are awed by their appearance of death.

Unfortunately, on the battlefield, it is not hard to win.

In just ten minutes.

Most of Gru's thousand troops were killed.

Completely dead bodies, cold lying there.

There are breath is not completely killed, holding the incomplete body rolling on the sand scream.

The scene was like purgatory.

"Gru, if you stick to it, all your 1000 people will be finished!"

Lu Tianlong hesitated a little, and finally whispered to remind him.

In front of him, Gru was holding his fists.

He also knows what's going on.

But can he shrink back now?

"Desert warriors go to war!"

He looked up again with another angry cry.

"Boom!"

Another thousand troops!

"Kill me!"

The battle starts again!

Artes sneered again.

Send the right general to lead a thousand demons.

The fierce battle begins on this battlefield!

"Desert warriors go to war!"

Gru flushed his eyes, clenched his fists, and almost roared.

"Fight! Fight! Fight

Another thousand troops!

"Kill me! Kill! Kill

Gru suddenly pulls out his long sword at his waist and points to art!

Because before, Lu Tianlong had already dealt with ten demon soldiers.

Know that ordinary harm does them any harm.

He also told Gru about it.

So the 3000 men that Gru prepared were all armed with spears or swords, just like ancient armor warriors.

Ordinary guns don't work on these demon soldiers.

Besides, once they are close to each other, they will lose their effect completely.

So this battle is all a battle of cold weapons!

The fighting scene looks even worse!

The cruel battle continued, but one after another, Gru's men fell down.

The whole desert was dyed red with blood.

Three thousand elites, three thousand demons.

It's completely a one-sided massacre.

The ordinary soldier's body could not stop the attack of the scythe.

It's often a warrior's sword that goes into the body of a demon soldier.

The devil soldier is not affected at all. With a sickle in his backhand, he will kill the warrior completely!

Lu Tianlong wanted to persuade him.

According to this situation, in a short time, his highness Gru's 3000 soldiers will completely become the ghosts of the demon army!But after a little hesitation, he kept silent.

Just coldly looking at the blood flying battlefield, my heart is surging!

When the last Gru's men were killed by several demon soldiers with the scythe of death.

ATZ's arrogant voice finally rang out again.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Gru, I said that in front of my demon army, your people are insignificant."

"Give up!"

"Give me the throne of the Pharaoh, and I'll guarantee you all your life. How about that?"

Gru's fist was firmly in his grasp.

The body is shaking.

In the face of Artes' provocation, his royal highness, the desert country, has no way!

Hatred was brewing in his eyes.

Suddenly turned to look at Lu Tianlong.

"Lu Tianlong, you can see the strength of the atlas demon army just now!"

"If you want to quit now, I don't blame you."

"Then I'll immediately order the troops to level this place completely!"

"Even if I become a sinner of desert country, even if it causes great chaos, I will never let this evil atlas harm desert country!"

He stares at Tianlong and waits for his reply.

Lu Tianlong did not speak.

Look up slightly to the battlefield.

The six thousand people just now were scuffling, with casualties everywhere.

All over the desert, there are countless bodies lying in all directions.

The blood dyed the sand red, and the moonlight was shining with a strange red light.

This scene seems to make people have a kind of unspeakable fear and horror.

"Your Highness Gru, you have insisted on what you have insisted on."

"Since I have a clear conscience."

"Well, let's leave it to us next!"

Lu Tianlong's voice is flat.

Just for a moment, a powerful energy burst out of his body.

"Where is the Dragon God guard?"

"Where is the demon guard?"

"Where is the Dragon army?"

"Yes

"Yes

"Yes

A roar of tearing the sky appeared, shaking the sky.

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