The passionate voice resounded in this endless space, and also resounded in the hearts of every Koya tribe.

The voice naturally came into Yang Ling's ears, and he couldn't help but be even more puzzled when he listened to these voices coming from all directions, and whispered, "Where did this come from?"

He stood up, his eyes level, and there was nothing but the scattered snowflakes flying in the air, and the hurricane of howling waves, and nothing else.

Just when Yang Ling was puzzled, more snowflakes seemed to have received some kind of order, gathering towards the center of the four directions, making the originally weak snowflakes become extremely powerful at this moment, and even surpassed the impact of the hurricane for a time.

The hurricane still roared and raged through the space, and it was also attacking the snowflakes with impunity, as if each blow could hit the depths of the snowflakes with precision and speed.

But as time passed, the hurricane's attack on the snow gradually decreased, and the snowflakes in the center of the quadrangular became larger and larger, large enough to resist the power of the hurricane.

But at this moment, a powerful force attacked from all directions, shaking the entire dark space.

'Bang~'

The crisp loud sound accompanied by the giant hammer fell on the snowflakes in the center of the square, thus resounding throughout the entire space and also entering Yang Ling's eyes.

"How could there be a giant hammer falling from the sky, where did it come from?" Yang Ling looked at the giant hammer above the snowflakes in the center of the four directions, very confused, and also very puzzled.

But the next scene completely dumbfounded him.

I saw that the giant hammer was towards the center of the snowflake, emitting an invisible turbulence wave, and this turbulence wave has been exuding a strange power towards the snowflake from the outside to the inside.

This strange force is accompanied all the time, and the impact between hurricanes exerts strong pressure on the snowflakes.

The snowflakes scattered in the dark space seemed to be crazy at this moment, and they had been moving towards the giant hammer that was straight up to the snowflakes in the center of the four directions, launching their weak attacks, as if they had a decision to be shaken a few meters away by the agitation wave at any time.

......

"Kya, give up your resistance! A voice resounded in the void, like a god, from the void, announcing the judgment of the Khaya tribe who swore to resist to the death.

When Yang Ling heard this voice, the corners of his mouth slightly tilted upward: "There is another voice, what a strange space." ”

"What is the belief of the Keya tribe?"

"Die and never give up all glory, and resolutely resist all evil. The voice of the Koya people resounded again in the Nine Heavens.

"That's right! We are of the Keya tribe, we will never give up all opportunities, even if we are crushed, we still have the backbone!"

"That's right!"

"For the glory of the Koa!"

"For the glory of the Koya clan!" the voices were so passionate, but they resounded sideways in the universe.

"Hey...... Is it really worth it to step on the lives of more than 100 Koya tribes for a little glory?" the voice in the void sighed for this.

"But the evil god of Tar, you don't need to pray to us, it's been tens of thousands of years, or this rhetoric, are you tired?"

"Okay!"

Although the voice in the void fell, somewhere in the void, it muttered to itself......

"Long years, the history is eternal, for 10,000 years, how many prophets and gods have been buried in the graves of these ancient years, leaving only a few ancient gods who are still alive, and they have not yet fallen.

Time is a dusty river of history, 10,000 years pass in the blink of an eye, as if it was just yesterday, the memory in the mind is still like yesterday, people recall that it is still bloody, surging Pengbai's high battle.

Old guys, you are also old, as ancient fighters, we are no longer our time, although the memory is still there, but as the ancient gods, we are still a dispensable grain of sand in the long river of years......"

The ancient path of the envoys is long, and for the ancient gods, it is only this fleeting.

The sound came to an end, but there was endless dust in the voice, as if at this moment, it had entered the vicissitudes of the world......

......

"For the glory of the Kya, and for the last hope that we are the Kya, we must resist! ”

"All for the glory of the Koa. ”

"For the glory of the Koya!" voices rang out again, and every Koya stood tall and excited to greet the battle.

......

"Is this going to be a fight?" Yang Ling listened to the voice, and he was also puzzled.

Although the previous events were enough nonsense, but now that he has become numb, he remembers the bridge he saw in the novel before, and this moment seems to be reborn, just like when he bought a ticket to a beloved concert, he was exactly in the same mood as that mood.

suddenly

'Boom~'

A crisp and loud sound resounded around the dark space at this moment, and it also shook the entire dark space a little.

"What's going on again?"

At the moment when the loud noise fell, Yang Ling suddenly felt that the ground was shaking violently, and then a crack appeared in the dark space, as if it was as if the gods were about to descend, and they could give this ruined space a divine power at any time, ruthlessly destroying it completely.

With a violent shaking, the eyes of one of the giants showed obvious signs of opening, as if a stone giant had been revived under the attack of a huge force at this moment.

In the next second, the giant opened its eyes, and a pale light appeared between them, like cemented moonlight imprinted on its eyes.

The frost-piercing gas overflowed infinitely from the corners of the mouth, as if the 10,000-year-old snow-capped mountains were eternal.

Even the ring of aura as holy as the Bright Moon carried on the giant's back was a few purple lightning bolts that should not exist on the surface of the aura over time, and at this moment they were attached to the halo, rotating back and forth between the aura of the Bright Moon.

The expression on his face was extremely stiff, as if ordinary people would be shocked by it at a glance, and petrified in place.

The silver-white armor on the body is particularly dazzling, like the breeze of the ancient soldiers, as if the place where it appears is the ups and downs of the enemy, although there are several obvious holes in the silver-white armor, but this does not affect its breezy face, as well as its dazzling brilliance.

The giant lifted his huge amount slightly, and the pale glint on his cheeks looked at the snowflakes in the center of the quadrangle, and finally stopped from the snowflakes to the giant hammer.

But at this moment, the pale light in the eyes was rotating at a speed visible to the naked eye, the pupils were constricting tightly, and even the expression was different.

If one eye can kill, then where the eye goes, there will be no grass, and even the bones will not be able to see each other.

'Bang~'

The giant walked towards the snowflakes in the center of the quadrangle, but with each step, there would be a crisp sound, and the dark space was also trembling, as if it could reach the point of crushing the dark space.

Those snowflakes scattered in the dark space, where the giant walked, were all shocked by the powerful aura, they were like weak ants, and they seemed so fragile in the face of the powerful force.

Many snowflakes who bravely went forward to challenge were all defeated at this moment.

But the snowflakes will not give up because of this, even if they are shocked by the powerful aura again and again ten meters away, even if they are covered in blood, they have never had the idea of giving up once, because the snowflakes do not melt, they must be brave and difficult, this is their belief.

Yang Ling looked at the snowflakes that had been bounced off again and again, and remembered what the man had said before, "Is this really worth it?" and couldn't help but question himself in his heart.

At the moment when Yang Ling was thinking, the giant had quietly come to the snowflake in the center of the quadrangle, and the sound of the ground had stopped at this moment.

The arrival of the giants, Xuehua's heart is actually very clear, this is an extremely valuable experience they have gained by failing again and again.

Every snowflake knows in their hearts that the gigantic giant, plus the raging hurricane, and the heavy judgment blow that is about to be faced.........

There is no doubt that a powerful alarm bell is installed in their hearts.

"Brothers and sisters, the giant who once brought a devastating blow to our Koya clan is right here now. If you don't want to be in the frozen prison sealed in 10,000 years, please remember the beliefs of the Koya clan!"

"For the life and death of the Keya tribe, and for the sake of the only remaining children and compatriots of the Keya tribe, please shout out the faith of the Keya tribe!"

"For the glory of the Koa!"

"For the glory of the Koya clan!" one after another, the passionate and uplifting voices resounded throughout the dark space, and also into the void.

In nothingness

"This group of stubborn fools of the Kya tribe really hasn't been taught a heavy blood lesson, and their hearts will not stop! It's still the same, seal these stubborn fools in those 10,000-year-old ice prisons, and let these fools suffer the heart-rending torture that invades the bone marrow. The powerful ancient god in the void couldn't help but shake his head when he looked at this group of foolish people of the Keya tribe.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and this group of foolish people of the Khao tribe have not yet realized what kind of disaster their stupidity will bring to the entire Khao tribe.

The old gods were heartbroken, and they were silent at this moment.

He recalled the bits and pieces in his mind, and also recalled the former Khao tribe...... But for the current Kya, there is no going back...... When they embark on this path, they should be able to think of the end.

"What happened in the long river of years that made the current Kya clan like this?" the old god couldn't imagine, and he didn't want to unravel that dusty past.