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read2();　　The sun sank into the horizon, the sun and the moon alternated, and the soldiers of the human race came quietly on the twelfth night of Nanban.

　　 At the darkest moment before the sun is settling and the moon is settling, the huge earth **** mole, carrying the deserted ancestors, broke through the ground, and at the same time the expedition army cut off the head of the last ghost vine tribe deserted on the battlefield.

On the high platform, Zhao Yu's right hand was still slightly opened, and the palm was pressed down. The magnificent emperor shadow sitting on the cloud on the top of the sky also stretched out his hand, pressing the head of the **** of the earth above the earth. The latter half of his body was directly pressed into the ground, no matter how hard he struggled, it was in vain.

Such a scene is like an adult strong man bullying a juvenile, but the huge and boundless earth **** mole is not a juvenile without the power to bind a chicken, but it is the undeserved king of the entire southern barbarian jungle. The caves he dug were all over the entire Nanban underground, so seeing no hope of rushing out, his body sank suddenly, and he stretched out his claws to dive into the ground again.

　　 "In front of me, how can you come and leave when you say you come?"

Zhao Yu opened his mouth, and the Emperor Gungun once again uploaded the sound from the high platform, and then the right hand pressed forward and grabbed it inward, mentioning that the body of the earth **** Mole fleeing downward was directly caught in place, completely. Can't advance or retreat.

　　 "The spirit and spirit of the half-million southern barbarian conquering army gathered in one place, and combined with the human race's first artifact, the army soul emperor shadow, is unexpectedly powerful."

　　 The huge purple crane flying in the sky not far, sounded Sima Annan's admiration, and then Dong Guo Lezheng, the old man in black Confucian shirt beside him, stroked the white beard on his chest, and responded gently:

"After the spirit and energy of the human soldiers soaring into the sky reaches the limit, they will summon the soul of the ancient **** of war to achieve a state of offensive and defensive integration, and the power is superimposed in one place. The power of 500,000 people is naturally strong. It's hard to imagine, but what surprised me even more is that what the expeditionary army summons is not the ancient soul, but your majesty."

　　 "That's because your majesty has become the belief and undefeated belief in the minds of all race soldiers."

　　 As soon as the old man in Rushan finished his voice, Sima Annan responded immediately, then he lightly waved his white robe and his big sleeve, and continued to add:

　　 "And it's not just the half-million southern barbarian expeditions, but all the lieutenants of the army in Daxia treat Your Majesty as a god. That is the most incredible."

　　 "Because your Majesty is invincible, without a soldier, I don't like the feeling of victory, that taste is really wonderful!"

　　 On top of the crane, standing with his hand in his hand, the blood armor-clad Sect Master spit out a word, staring scorchingly at the huge body of the earth **** mole below, the fire in his eyes is burning and he is eager to try.

Next to Bingzong Sect Master Liang Chen, Chu Zhengyang, the principal of the Zongliyuan Courtyard, in a purple robe, is sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, his right hand raised in front of his chest in a flower-like shape, and between his fingers, there is a soft pink peach. petal.

　　 Within this petal, there is a psychedelic luster, as if there is a huge peach forest vying to open up, dyeing a whole lot of red.

　　 A flower and a burst, this little peach petal is the Dao Palace Killing Array, Shilihong!

　　 At the same time, around the entire battlefield, there appeared a Haicuozong monk wearing blue waves and rolling. If the positions of these monks were connected to one place, it would be a huge, complex and mysterious formation.

Long awaited the expedition army of the **** Mole and the ancestors of the deserters who cast their traps on their own, even when the strongest wave of savage beasts charged by the high-ranking deserters, they did not start the killing array, because this moment was waiting. .

　　 is going to use the superposition of three super-powerful formations to completely turn the battlefield into a Shura ghost mythical creature, and draw the final end to this Nanban war.

　　 "The young emperor of the human race, we meet again."

As the three-party formation was ready to go, a grating sound suddenly sounded in the sky, and then inside the honeycomb on the chest of the **** of the gods, an extremely burly figure with twice the size of a normal deserter walked out. , Appeared in front of the soldiers of all races.

When this figure stepped out, Sima Annan and others on the purple crane, including Zhao Yu who stood on the edge of the command platform, unconsciously revealed an unexpected color, because above the figure’s body, the orange-red hot lava looked like The blood vessels are generally all over the body, flowing continuously, emitting endless heat.

　　 is a scaled version of the ancient lava giant!

As the figure walked out of the bee chamber, under the giant palm of the Army Soul Emperor Shadow, the huge Earth God Mole no longer struggled, but stayed motionless, and then the burly body covered with lava raised its head, and Zhao Yu’s black eyes Looking at each other to one place, in the eyes of the former, there is a familiar, familiar color of wisdom.

　　 After a few breaths, Zhao Yu looked at the front and opened his mouth softly:

　　 "It's really good to be able to appear in front of me again, Lava boast!"

　　 "To live for a long time, you always have to have some ability, otherwise it will be eaten by this world, and there will be no bones left."

The reduced version of the lava giant exaggerated, opened his hideous and terrifying mouth, and the sound of vocal cords rubbing resounded across the sky again, and then his figure continued to move forward, revealing a series of things dragged in his hands, but let everyone in the staff and Old Ding Nanhou changed his expressions.

　　Because it was a series of huge and ugly heads, with messy hair, wide-open eyes, dead eyes, and even eyes with incredible color, the blood flowing down from the head stained the surrounding large areas of ground, **** and brutal.

　　 Lava boasted while stepping forward, while shaking this string of heads towards the front, then looking at Zhao Yu's calm eyes, he continued to speak:

　　 "This is the heads of all high-level deserters in the entire hive behind you. In fact, the so-called deserters are just disabled people created and multiplied with my blood shed outside."

　　 Lava's boasting voice fell, and everyone fell into silence. It is true that the deserted people lack innate wisdom and emotions. In a sense, they are indeed a disabled person.

　　 But things have two sides. Because of this, the deserters have such a strong ability to multiply, as well as fearless, painless and crazy fighting, which caused great trouble to the expedition.

The second reason for everyone’s silence is that the lava boasting from the deserted ancestral courtyard has personally cut off all the high-level deserted people in the deserted ancestral courtyard. That can be said to be the strongest support behind him. none of them.

　　 In other words, lava boasted of abandonment!

　　 Therefore, a question emerged in the hearts of all the soldiers and soldiers present.

　　 "What do you want?"

　　 On the high platform, the young emperor who retracted his right hand asked everyone the common question, and then the ancient giant covered with lava boasted and walked to the very edge of the hive. After a moment of silence, he responded:

　　 "I use the entire deserted ancestral garden behind me in exchange for a chance to leave this southern barbarian jungle."