Chapter 639

"Assault on guild military personnel, capital punishment."

Rabbit marshmallow after thinking about it, he still thinks that compared with his half hearted fighting power, his head is more useful, which can be used to frighten the remaining fish people and clear away the ruling class.

Murmuring to herself, the ring of thorns formed by the twelve Daobing flying swords in her hand suddenly rose to the size of kilometer, with a sharp red sword spirit on the edge.

It caught the fish man king sorankas around a few flashes of light, and quickly narrowed inward. The magma field along the way collapsed layer by layer in front of it, which did not play a very important role.

"Kill!"

The fish man King bit his teeth and slashed upward with his flame spear in both hands, gathering all the residual forces in the field of flame and magma, such as magma volcano erupting upward.

Ding!

However, it is still useless, and the flame spear that splits upward is bounced away again. There is a huge gap in the amount and quality of mana between the two.

The circle of blood colored thorns continued to shrink inward, with sharp edges. Whether it was magma or other martial arts masters who dared to stop them, they were easily cut in two.

The fish man king wants to run, but the blood colored thorn ring moves with him like a gangrene with bones, and there is no possibility of escaping at all.

"Stop it! In this endless ocean, even the storm church and the great storm God need us. "

Seeing that he was about to die, the king of the fish man was anxious and called out to the sky, "if you want to rule the sea of blood immortals, it is impossible without the help of my king of fish men!"

As a saint, of course, he is not as oblivious as it seems. Before, he was just watching rabbit and rabbit marshmallows. These people did not even have a holy land person. They felt humiliated and angry.

But I don't want to. Since he dares to do it, others will kill him.

Rabbit marshmallow complexion remains unchanged, and the Legion's mana is consumed rapidly.

Around the fish man king, the red light of the red thorns ring around him suddenly reduced to the size of fingers from 10 meters.

His body was stiff, his eyes were lost, his spear fell powerless, his body was broken in two from his waist, and his body was filled with strong red sword spirit, killing all life.

From the center of his broken waist, a red thorn ring the size of a finger flew back to the rabbit marshmallow, warm as jade, without a trace of blood stains.

The circle of blood colored thorns twists at the tip of the rabbit's marshmallow finger, and turns into twelve flying swords. It flies back to the lower level commander of the array, leaving only one Daobing flying sword directly under her.

She looked at the rest of her more than 30 Yuren martial arts masters with a little playfulness: "down? We don't mind if we die. "

"Meet the great blood sea cultivator!"

The rest of the fish man was relieved and knelt on one knee to the rabbit marshmallow without hesitation, throwing the weapon aside.

Fish people are not a race that would rather die than surrender. They are used to giving in to the stronger without any resistance.

"Well, not bad."

Rabbit marshmallow recruited one of the most powerful martial arts: "take me to your storm church."

"Yes, my Lord."

With the green turtle man and a line of timid fish man's steps, rabbit marshmallow walked slowly into a relatively humble Obsidian church behind the palace.

It's really simple. It covers hundreds of square meters. Most of them are carved from coral. Only the Central Church and statues are made of obsidian.

Not to mention the magnificent Yuren palace nearby, it is slightly inferior to several private residences outside the palace.

This made her a little surprised. From blue star to Ellen world, the highest and most majestic buildings in storm church territory are all churches and statues of storm God, without exception.

But here, for the first time, there are exceptions.

"Welcome to all the members of the church, and welcome the respected Blood Sea immortal cultivator."

When the door of the church opened, a martial arts teacher in a priestly robe knelt respectfully at the door, his head bowed down, and there was no crazy cry in front of the man who was about to destroy his God.

Rabbit marshmallow scanned his spirit, probably rate is not camouflage.

"Let's talk about the storm belief in the stone spear department and any other kind of God belief, which seems to be very different from the human beings on the ground."

Rabbit marshmallow turns to look at the top fish man of martial arts around him.

The other side was startled and said cautiously, "my Lord, the God of storm in the stone spear tribe No, this is the faith of the storm hypocrite. The priests of the storm church have come to guide the storm many times, but nothing is over. Most of the fish people can't understand the storm doctrine. "

"Where else?"

Wushi peak fish humanity: "the nearby tribes are also similar. If the storm church is too forced, our tribe will move to other places. The deep sea is vast and endless, and you can hide anywhere."

He can't help but complain about the dead fish man king. Why do you want to attack them first? No matter what the other side promised.If it's too harsh, just wait for them to run away after they leave, and they'll be killed as they are now.

The stone spear tribe is short of holy land, so it is hard to say whether it can exist in the future.

"Is it?"

Rabbit cotton candy light smile, seems to understand the hidden meaning of his words.

The fish man at the top of the martial arts master suddenly felt in his heart and even said, "my Lord, it can be changed. I heard that the fish people near the big island and super big island of storm church have completely attached themselves to the storm church. The fish people inside have become completely different races from us. All of them are madmen."

"I see."

Rabbit marshmallow does not agree, into the church, as expected found a just 10 meters high Obsidian storm God.

Pull out the sword, chop it, close it.

There is a red sword mark in the center of the storm God's eyebrow, which splits a gap from the middle of the body and turns into two petals to separate from each other.

The statue has not yet fallen to the ground, wisps of red sword spread up, turning it into a black powder.

The whole church also trembled and turned into a pile of ruins under the shadow of red sword.

The priestess Fishman saw the collapse of the place where he had lived almost all his life, and clenched his claws, but never came out to stop him.

Rabbit marshmallow didn't care about his small movements.

Some grudges are normal. As long as action is not actually produced, it is not the object that must be eliminated.

She asked the fish man priest, "are there some crazy believers of the storm God?"

Crazy believers are heroes and moral models for storm church. They emphasize propaganda and are easy to find.

The fish man priest said honestly: "there is no stone spear tribe. There is one blue iron tribe nearby and three Canggu tribe. In the past, they relied on these three people to get great benefits from storm church."

Rabbit marshmallow nodded and went out: "take me to see the ordinary fish man again."

As she visited, she recorded, not on the battlefield, but as a scholar doing research in the countryside.

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