Doomsday Star Crystal: I have a contracted beast army

"Three strikes! Is that enough?"

The Book King transmitted his voice with his soul, his voice was vicissitudes and calm.

"After three strikes, if you don't die, I will let you take the King's head back to claim the credit!"

The spine of a god is the strongest bone in a god.

Add to the Book King's ten thousand years of obsession...

Such a sacrifice in exchange for three strikes!

It will surely be earth-shattering!

It is also the last step that the Book King can do now...

The Book King still holds the map tightly in his hand, writing with a fierce pen, full of murderous aura!

Slaughter!

Suddenly, the golden rule ocean that had just dissipated rolled and condensed again.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a sword.

The blade is like a mountain, lying between heaven and earth, shining brightly, like the sun in the sky, falling to the earth.

It has the same aura as the giant sword just now!

Then, there was another force of wood rules...

With the boundary map as the center, it spread out in all directions...It seemed as if the entire world, the endless wood elements, were gathering towards Zhongzhou.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a scarlet bud, side by side with the huge sword!

The bud slowly bloomed, revealing a big mouth full of fangs, with scarlet color flowing...

This is not over yet, there are fire rules, spreading rapidly...

Finally turned into a volcano!

At this moment, all the creatures on the earth felt that the earth was shaking.

The endless sea surface, turned into billions of miles of glaciers, slowly cracked...

I don’t know how many icebergs collapsed at this moment!

The roar echoed throughout the world and spread in space...

At this moment, no one knew what happened, and all human bases opened their city protection treasures.

All the superpowers of the gold, wood, and fire systems found that they could no longer communicate with the three elements...

Above Zhongzhou.

One knife, one flower, one mountain...completely formed.

At this moment, the high temperature from the volcano melted the glaciers of the entire Zhongzhou rapidly.

The vitality of the red flowers of the wood system in the entire Zhongzhou land made the moist land quickly grow young plants...

and then it was destroyed by the rules of the gold system...

As the king of the book swung the map of the world, one knife, one mountain, one flower...

Boom!

One after another, the terrifying killing intention filled the whole world.

The war knife came first, and the dazzling golden light was like a big sun, as if it cut through the sky and the earth.

At this moment, Jia Lan's eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Three strikes, you want to kill a four-winged angel? If you humans can really do it, why do you fall into the current situation?"

Jia Lan looked at the giant knife slashing, still sneering.

He suddenly took out something, it was a human head.

The head left by a middle-aged man, with eyes closed, as if he didn't know how many years he had died.

But there was still bright red blood flowing along the broken neck...

"King of Taishan?"

When King Shuzhe saw the head, his expression fluctuated.

That was the last king of the Red Armor Army in the Eighth Battlefield.

Four thousand years ago, he lost contact in the last battle...

As the oldest king in the Ninth Battlefield, King Shuzhe had met King Taishan several times.

Although they were busy with each other and rarely saw each other for a thousand years, they had the same beliefs and had a spiritual connection for ten thousand years.

King Shuzhe had always hoped that King Taishan was not dead.

Perhaps one day, he would lead the Red Armor Army back and fight for the human race again...

At this moment, a touch of scarlet appeared in King Shuzhe's eyes.

He finally confirmed that King Taishan would never come back.

King Taishan represented the complete decline of a large battlefield and the withering of the Red Armor Army...

From then on, there would be no more King Taishan and no more Red Armor in the world!

Jia Lan opened his mouth, and his handsome face suddenly twisted, revealing a mouthful of fangs.

He swallowed the head of the King of Taishan into his mouth and chewed it.

In front of the Book King, he swallowed the head of another human king.

During the chewing, bright red blood and hair flowed out from the gaps between his teeth...

The Book King trembled all over.

He was too seriously injured to be a match for the four-winged angel. What he relied on now was only the world map.

At this moment, the old man was suspended in the night sky, and the wind and snow messed up his white hair.

No one knew what kind of storm was in the old man's heart under his calm appearance.

Perhaps in the past ten thousand years, he had experienced too much sadness, had seen too much life and death, too much prosperity, too much decline, too much rise and death...

His mind had long been half flesh and half stone, half human and half god.

Seemingly invulnerable...

When the giant sword slashed towards Jia Lan's head, a powerful blood energy flowed along his palm and quickly poured into the broken cross sword in his hand.

The next moment, flesh and blood spread out from the gap of the broken sword, as if life was growing.

The broken divine pattern also condensed again.

At the moment when the tip of the broken sword grew out, it flew out of Jia Lan's hand and flew towards the sky, slashing down the giant sword.

The next moment, the broken sword disintegrated on its own and withered rapidly. Jia Lan used the head of a human king to make up for the incomplete semi-artifact, but also destroyed it.

Countless divine patterns broke out from the broken cross sword and turned into shadows...

One of them did not have the wings of the angel race.

It was the King of Taishan!

Thousands of angel shadows pounced on the golden giant sword.

Puff!

The first angel shadow was instantly chopped into pieces by the giant metal sword. At the same time, it also annihilated a rule on the giant sword...

After each angel shadow was chopped into pieces, a golden rule dissipated from the blade...

As the shadows disappeared one after another, the power of the giant metal sword had been mostly wiped out...

In an instant, only one human figure remained, King Taishan!

"Thai!"

He was wearing a bloody battle armor, his features were lifelike, and he made a silent sound.

The King of Books was shocked, and his soul could clearly sense it.

King Taishan is still as strong as before, full of fighting spirit, and as majestic as a mountain.

He raised his fist and faced the giant golden sword in the sky.

"Comrade! Do you want to fight against the human race for the angel race?" The king of books asked the vicissitudes of life.

Clearly knowing that it was just a shadow.

At this moment, the book writer's eyes could not help but reveal sadness.

Murder and heart-wrenching!

Using the voice and appearance of the human king to fight against him, the four-winged angel was showing off, intimidating, and even more humiliating.

The king who wrote the book didn't care and humiliated himself, but when he saw the humiliated and dead King Taishan again.

Still couldn't help but ask.

But who knew that after he asked the question, the shadow of King Taishan paused for a moment.

Those dazed eyes seemed to have a hint of clarity.

Xuying suddenly turned around and took a look.

See, this desolate world is full of ice and snow, and the dark night is like eternity...

The phantom of King Taishan seemed to be seen, and the countless stone houses were felt, and the breath of the human race was felt.

I finally saw the white-haired old man fighting alone in the void...

"This is... the human world!"

"Are you...an old friend of the Book Writer?"

There was a trace of reluctance in the shadowy eyes of King Taishan, and for a moment, he seemed to be reviewing his past and present lives.

He slowly closed his eyes.

The raised fist was frozen in the air... allowing the golden sword to chop down.

The lips of the book writer trembled slightly. He seemed to understand something and suddenly laughed, but the old voice was worse than crying.

"As expected of me, the king of the human race, you died, leaving only a broken body, still protecting the human race?"

"Old friend Taishan, the book writer...sees you off!"

The King of Books fell in voice, and the giant golden sword in the sky slashed down...

The shadow of King Taishan slowly dissipated, as if there was no trace of him in this world anymore...