Chapter 652

Blood lotus palace

" Wang Xin Daoyou is an important Explorer on the road of cultivating immortals in the sea of blood. From the green world to the Allen world, from the Qi refining period to the golden elixir period, Wang Xin has made an indelible great contribution to the society and the vast number of immortal people.

All the people of the guild and the people of cultivating immortals will never forget that there was once a beautiful woman named Wang Xin who gave everything for our common ideal of cultivating immortals.

I call on... "

A piece of white paper was suspended in front of him, and Zhao Shi wrote down lines of small fonts on it with a brush.

His characters are not so much calligraphy charm, but extremely standard, the structure between the fonts strictly follow a certain order.

If there is not a faint sense of blood and sword left between the lines, it is said that it was printed with a special printer, and someone will definitely believe it.

But it is true that he wrote it by himself. There is a pile of similar things in his hand, which has accumulated to hundreds.

Another half an hour later, a total of 721 similar letters were completed in Zhao Shi's hands. After drying the ink, they were wrapped in a special green envelope.

"Send these to the families of the martyrs who died, and offer my sympathy. We should strictly keep up with the security measures of the martyrs' families in all aspects, and do not cause them any more harm."

Zhao Shi sighs at Ouyang dance behind him.

Most of the soldiers who died in the battle came from the green, some from the light and dark, and some of their families were soldiers, in Allen world.

The family members in Allen world will be asked by Ouyang, and those in the dark and green will be handled by Sun Yue, Chi yaoyue and Zhao linger.

Although it was inevitable to sacrifice in the pioneering war, the death of such a large-scale and close guild member still brought some fluctuations to his heart lake.

"I see. Won't you go?"

Ouyang dance asked, if Zhao Shi, the president of the guild, asked about the families of one or two martyrs, as a typical political propaganda model, it would be better to win people's support.

"Their husbands, wives and children died under my command, and I have no face to face them."

Ouyang dance comforted: "there are no mortals in the war. Our war damage rate is not high compared with any other army of the same level. You don't have to blame yourself."

As the closest person, she knew that he was not as cold and heartless as outsiders seemed, but rather timid and simple, and that killing was only a means to an end.

"I understand. Don't worry."

The war continues.

After adopting the policy of large concessions, which only indirectly ruled the deep-sea Fishman tribe, the deep-sea was quickly brought into the rule, bringing stability to the rear of the blood sea Association and a steady stream of resources income.

The scope of influence of the blood sea guild was spread out in all directions based on Wangdao. The islands of storm church were brought into rule, and the land reform completely cut off the storm belief on them.

If storm church has a belief map, we can see the distribution of bright spots on the left. Each light spot is a believer of more than shallow believers.

But looking to the right, it is a deep dark, only one or two light spots, with the erosion of time, gradually fade, and finally disappear completely, the speed is extremely terrible.

At the left and right borders, there are always belief light spots extinguished, among which the brightest light spots disappear completely after a flash, unable to make any changes.

The darkness, like a spring tide, is inundated in waves to the sacred land of storms.

Along the way, the city of the sky hung high in the sky, and scattered the bloody brilliance and spots to the islands on the ground.

The blue and blue eternal stars above the highest sky are still bright, but their light is obscured by the city of the sky and cannot shine on the ground again.

"The first division of the blood Angel army, move out."

At talinellina's clear command, baby waterbirds descend from the city of the sky to storm church Crete, and their sharp blood red wings cover the sky.

Crete Island is located in the middle of the 42 islands of the storm church. It is the center of the central island. The ten thousand meter storm God surrounded by the bright holy light can be seen from afar.

Zhao Shi of Xuelian palace is indifferent to the storm God below, without any action.

The blood sea guild has captured 19 of the 42 big islands of the storm church. During this process, there were many small-scale riots and revolts, but there was no real battle worth mentioning.

Storm church has adopted a comprehensive contraction strategy. Along the way, not to mention Holy Land priests, there are not many strong martial masters.

"Heresy!"

"Blood devil!"

The priests and mortals on Crete immediately found the blood angel falling down from the sky and cried out in horror. The arrows with fighting spirit shot into the sky like meteors, dense and dense.

There are also magic crystal cannons near the church roaring, the air is violently vibrated, the blood angel's cold and sharp light is covered.

The remaining tens of thousands of warriors looked into the sky, and a glimmer of hope appeared in despair.The light dissipated, revealing the scene in the clouds.

The first division of blood angel, commander in chief of baby waterbird, has not suffered any damage and shows no sign of slowing down. Continue to land.

Boom! Boom!

The blood Angel division was divided into 12 sharp red light regiments, which landed on the ground, and the faint sword Qi waves spread in all directions, which blew out 12 huge gaps in the dense array of warriors.

There was nothing left of the barbarians, their armor, weapons, broken flesh and bones.

The gap between the two is too big. Even the damage caused by this devastating blow to them is not the real attack of the blood Angel division, it is just the aftereffect of falling down.

It's not a life and death war, it's just that ordinary people face natural disasters that they can't resist, that's all.

"Run away!"

"God

With a fanatical belief, it seems that the iron and steel armour regiment, which has entered the abyss without hesitation, suddenly collapses. Crying father and mother, they flee in all directions, leaving weapons and armor scattered.

In the face of an army several times larger than themselves, they would not have done so. Before endless years, their ancestors had already bathed in the glory of God and could offer everything for God and fight to the end.

But the gap is so great that even the most blind and fanatical believers must admit that it is a death, and that it has no effect.

This completely violates the survival instinct of most living creatures. Even if storm God continues to transform this race for 100000 years, it has not been wiped out.

"Kill!"

Baby waterfowl ignored these fugitive warriors, and the blood Angel changed his array, and the light of blood red sword was divided into 36 huge sword Qi and chopped into the ten thousand meter god statue in the sky to grind it into powder.

Although in the previous wars, the statues did not wake up and were easily destroyed, but this is a prescribed order, which must be prepared at all times.

Buzz!

As the thirty-six swords were about to break the statue, the terrible scenes of storm and destruction appeared in the eyes carved from white jade and marble. The void around was frozen and could not move forward any more.

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