Chronicles of Heaven

What is a god?

Not to mention their spiritual realm, not to mention their degree of control over the power of heaven and earth, not to mention the terrible power of their own collapsed city.

Just say status.

The gods are high above, and in any of the three countries, the power of the realm of the gods is equal to the emperor.

The 12 gods of the Great Wei Kingdom rushed to the battlefields of the Three Kingdoms at the same time, and the accompanying reinforcements became their ceremonies.

Every battleship was wiped with oil and water, and it was specially designed with a layer of dragon whale grease, so that every battleship reflected in the sun with a dazzling light.

On the battleship, all the gorgeous sails like the wings are full of sails, and the squally winds brought by the spells blow the colorful flags tied on the ropes of the sails. It is really a banner, like a boundless cloud.

On the deck of each battleship, the suede drums on one side were stunned by the scorpion-shaped big man wearing a Chinese costume.

The banner is soaring and smashing, and countless soldiers wearing bright armor will stand neatly on the battleship. It is as bright as the fruit stalls are specially waxed to attract the guests.

On the ground, a tens of thousands of people flew from the mountains and mountains, and countless soldiers flew to a height slightly lower than the fleet's navigation channel, and then the uniform volley slid down on one knee, neatly aligning with the huge fleet. salute.

"See God!" The fleet slowly flew past the squares. When the first leading warships flew over, the soldiers in these squares shouted loudly with the voice of the scorpion.

There are delicate and pretty maids dressed up like flying goddess, carrying a delicate flower basket, dumping the flower basket from high altitude, and suddenly numerous colorful fresh petals descend from the sky, and the white mountains and rivers on the ground are painted with flowers and flowers.

Every ten thousand people in the square, there is a group of musicians in the void to do their best to play the great music of the Da Wei Palace.

"Breakout", "Arc de Triomphe", "Tonghuai"... It is a tune of some tune and great tune.

The great Wei Shenguo invaded the supreme commander of the Three Kingdoms battlefield. Xiahou Hou, the prince of the Great Weis, took the sergeant’s sergeant, and his face was full of smiles. He ushered in 30,000 miles, far away from the vain air: “Welcome Respect God... Respect God is far from hard!"

Twelve decorations were decorated with flowers, and there were countless palace ladies and eunuchs accompanying the battleships. The twelve ancestors of the great Wei’s ancestors wore Chinese costumes, and they stood on the bow and laughed all the way. The novices who were greeted nodded.

Wu Tie Ruo saw the appearance of the 12 big Wei Shen Ming today, perhaps he would not reward the secret espionage in Qingfeng City.

It is really so swaying, so imposing, do not need too professional secret spies, ordinary scouts across thousands of miles, can detect what happened here.

The huge fleet gradually dispersed, and the officers under Xiahou commanded them and divided them into small fleets, which were stationed in major military cities.

In the end, only more than 300 warships guarded the twelve large flagships and came all the way to Qingfeng City.

Xia Houyi once again bowed in the void in the respect of the gods: "They respect the gods, the palace has prepared for the respect of God, and asked the gods to take a break. Later, the palace prepared a banquet to take care of the gods. Wash the dust."

Large groups of beautiful and beautiful women dressed in flying sky, very balanced into 12 teams, holding gold pots, silver bottles, group fans, incense burners and other ceremonies, surrounded by 12 people to help the Wei Wei Ming slowly below Twelve of the imperial courts flew.

Xia Houyi looked at him with a tall, tall man. This old man is the Xiahou Zheng, the **** of the Three Kingdoms battlefield sent by the Xiahou royal family.

Xiahou Zheng is the ancestor of the great Weihuang Emperor, and is the direct ancestor of today's Emperor Xiahou Luming.

Xia Houzhen carefully waited at the side of Xiahou Zheng, and quickly reported to the Xiahou Zheng on the situation of the Three Kingdoms battlefield.

Xiahou Zheng smiled faintly, and did not say a word about Xiahou’s return.

These military conditions, Xiahou Zheng is not interested in listening.

In Xia Houzheng's view, the Great Wei Kingdom sent out 12 gods, just to avenge a arrogant child, which has already represented their determination and represents their attitude.

The Dawu Kingdom is now an ally's relationship, and they certainly will not intervene.

If the Qingqiu Kingdom is smart, they will certainly not risk an adventure with their 12 Wang Ming.

In the view of the high-level officials of the Great Weis, even if the Qingqiu Kingdom is to launch a full-scale battle of the gods at the bottom of the pressure box, it will have to wait for the coalition forces of the two countries to hit the Qingqiu city, and the Qingqiu Kingdom will make such a ruin. thing.

At the moment of the battle, the Qingqiu Kingdom has not yet reached the point where the mountains are running out of water, and they are bound to fail to make a dog jump.

Therefore, what is the situation in the battlefields of the three countries is no problem for the overall situation.

Even Tushantang Shaojun Linghu Jiu, who has already fallen into the hands of the Dawu Kingdom, Xia Houzhen believes that as long as their 12 Wei Weiming went to Dawu, they will know the attitude of Dawei. If they are not too stupid, they will take the initiative to return the fox.

Twelve teams landed at the same time, and they landed in front of the twelve pre-prepared palace doors.

Xia Houzhen smiled and nodded to the eleven gods and ancestors: "You old friends, see you later at the banquet."

The eleven gods and ancestors smiled and nodded in the crowds of countless palace ladies and eunuchs, and walked toward their own palace.

For the hospitality of Xiahou, the ancestors are quite satisfied.

The battlefield conditions are tough, and all the financing is difficult. The ancestors are also reasonable people. Although the scales are smaller and less refined, the furnishings and objects used are all treasures, and they can live in peace. Last few days.

A ancestor from Cao said with a smile: "The Prince is capable, especially a filial piety... great good."

Xia Houxi smiled and gave a deep ritual to Cao's ancestors.

These old guys are old antiques that have lived for tens of thousands of years. Their status is respected and their strength is terrible. It is not easy to get a ‘good’ word from their mouth. Even if Xiahou Yu is the Prince of God, in the face of these old antiques, he must also carefully install the filial sons and grandsons.

Any one of them said that his Xiahou 狺狺 a ‘no’ word could shake his throne.

No care, no intention.

Xia Houxi smiled and said with great sincerity to Cao's ancestors: "The ancestors praised, this palace is just full of filial piety..."

Xiahou Yuzheng was talking, just near the palace gate of Cao's ancestors. Several small eunuchs dressed in cyan robes suddenly jumped up in the small eunuchs on the ground.

The little **** and Cao's ancestors were only three feet apart. He flew forward and threw himself into the crowd. At this moment, he was less than a foot away from Cao's ancestors.

Cao’s ancestors looked at the little **** coldly, and the district’s sense of cultivation was...

Originally, as long as the thoughts were moved, the little **** could be directly obliterated... but his cultivation was too low, too low, and too low. The thoughts of Cao’s ancestors changed at least tens of thousands in one moment. Times.

Shaking his head, Cao's ancestors snorted, his voice clearly sounded in the ears of hundreds of heavy armor guards nearby: "Kill it... Check out the origins and annihilate the Nine."

No matter what it is for, a district cleaning a small eunuch, actually dare to rush to Cao's ancest, this is a death penalty itself.

Cao's ancestors disdain to deal with a man who feels guilty, but...

The little **** grinned and gave birth to a pretty handsome smile of his red mouth and white teeth. Inexplicably reminded Cao's ancestors of the predatory snake!

The little eunuch's clothes suddenly exploded, and then a glare flashed from behind him.

Behind this little eunuch, in the flesh and blood, a two-foot-long, six-inch-wide purple jade symbol was inlaid.

At the moment when the clothes were shattered, the purple jade appeared suddenly, and a powerful space wave screamed and spread out to the surroundings, instantly slamming everyone in the circle of five or six feet.

Cao's ancestors stayed, and he suddenly recognized the origin of this spatial fluctuation. He screamed: "The void moves the rune, this is..."

‘唰’!

A gray ball enveloped everyone in the square, and then the ball collapsed inward. Cao's ancestors, little eunuchs, and more than a dozen pretty maidens who were next to Cao's ancestors disappeared. There is no trace.

Xia Houzhen is in the midst of those filial piety, and Xiahou Zheng and other eleven gods and ancestors screamed in unison, one by one like a scorpion tied ass, turned into a streamer, and the eyes squirted The long light of the gods swept the past in all directions.

In front of them, someone actually borrowed the hand of a small **** who was an ant-like ant, and moved the old buddies who had gone with them with the emptiness of the gods.

The empty space greatly shifts the rune, which is the power of God's ideology to create, and to save life at a critical moment.

Once excited, this charm can randomly send people out thousands of miles away.

Someone used this miracle to calculate Cao's ancestors, then others?

"What about people?" Xiahou Zheng screamed exhaustedly.

Xiahou Yu’s face fluttered in the sky and came to the side of Xiahou Zheng: “The ancestor, happened... happened...”

Xiahou Zheng’s slap in the face of his head was drawn on Xiahou’s face.

The half-head of Xiahou’s skull was almost crushed by Xiahou Zheng. The wound was sprayed with blood, and Xiahou’s head fell from the air into the snow.

"Can't find Cao old ghost... you will give him a funeral!" Xia Houzhen looked coldly at Xia Houzhen, ruthlessly pronounced his fate.

There are countless heroes of Xiahou's royal family. Xiahou Temple is not the best one among the younger generation. He is only the most beloved son of Xiahou Luming.

If Cao's ancestors really had any accidents because of this incident... a prince in the district, killing, killing, such as killing a dog!

Xia Houzhen took a flight to Xiahou Temple, and his sleeves screamed. "You brothers, but thousands of miles away, I waited for their own search. Once they found out, they immediately helped."

Ten gods and ancestors ancestors nodded, and the gloomy face turned into a road of horror. Changhong flew away in all directions.

It’s a shame... I lost my face to my home.

The ceremonial ceremonies were opened, and the battles of the Three Kingdoms came to the scene to retaliate. As a result, the ancestors of the same group were lost.

Oh, this is the case!

And also, deceiving too much!

The great Wei scribes, whether forging, formation, Fuxi, and medicinal herbs, are the first in the three countries.

The emptiness of the emptiness of the genius, they recognized clearly, this is the refinement of their great masters of the Great Wei Kingdom, and they sold them to the Qingqiu Kingdom.

On the top of the rune, there is a breath of the personal beacon of a great master of the Great Weis, which is absolutely not wrong.

Use the charms they produced in Wei, and deal with the gods of their great Wei!

"There is no such thing!" In the twinkling of an hour, the Xiahou Zheng, who was tens of thousands of miles, was screaming and shouting. The big sleeves waved downwards. On the ground, more than a dozen large mountains with thousands of feet were silently turned into powder.

Six million miles from Qingfeng City, in a deep valley, a small array of glittering lights.

The empty space can be transmitted randomly, or the array can be arranged in advance, and the space can be used to transmit the person accurately to the position where the altar is located.

Wu Tie stood at the top of the altar, and his right hand clasped the whip. A purple gold light swiftly revolved around the whip. Wu Tie had already injected all the mana, just taking a avenue to restore mana. Dan, injecting the mana of rapid recovery into it.

In addition, the foxes who came to help did not confuse the 38 gods, and the two ancestors of Fei Yu and Xiang Feixie. The forty ancestors of the Qingqiu Kingdom were like a group of greedy hyenas. Surrounded the entire array.

In the sound of ‘嗤嗤’, a black electric spurt spurted out from the altar. The next moment, seven or eight figures rolled out of the altar.

Wu Tai’s big sleeve waved, and the little eunuch’s '唰’ that rolled out of the altar was swept away by a five-line god, and the right hand of Wu Tie’s right hand whipped a deep thunder, turning into a purple-gold streamer. Straight squatting on the head of Cao's ancestors.

When Cao's ancestors were involved in the emptiness of the vanity, they already knew that they had been counted.

In the process of the void transmission, Cao's ancestors did not dare to move, but he also prepared in advance, and just flew out of the altar at this moment, he has successively sacrificed three pieces of his own sacrifice, and then spent a few In 10,000 years, the Heavenly Soldiers who have been refined with countless starlight essences.

A Luo Gai, a Baozhu, a tube.

Luo Gai released Sensen Lingguang to protect the whole body, and a poncho green bamboo constantly grew out of Luo Ge Lingguang, its sound is quite amazing.

Baozhu is releasing a large fascinating light. A small space barrier is constructed beside Cao's ancestors. The transparent barriers that overlap like a stack quickly pile up thousands of weights and become ordinary monks. Even if they come to San Five hundred people, it is difficult to break through these barriers in a short time.

The pen holder is even more powerful. It is like a squirt of a large piece of ink in the pen holder of the jade jade. In the black and white color of the ink, there is a vast river, and the roaring rushes toward Wu Tie. .

The hitting whip fell and the mighty river smashed, and the jade pens cracked a few cracks.

At the same time, the forty gods of the Qingqiu Kingdom of China also waved their long-awaited blow.

Forty people ambush one person...

Cao's ancestors should be the most tragic **** in the history of the three countries.

With the noble status of the gods among the three countries, if they participate in the war, they have always been a warrior and a war, and they have almost sneaked into this kind of thing.

Forty of the gods in the same realm ambushed one person... This kind of thing is really the first time in the history of the Three Kingdoms.

The two pieces of secret guards of Cao's ancestors broke down, and the horrible attacks fell on him, directly smashing his body.

A dragon stunned, and a beam of light in the diameter of the sky rose to the sky.

In the void, nine black discs and secrets came from hysterical laughter and applause.