Looking at the flying corps that fell from the following hailstones, Panda's heart was dripping blood. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The ground troops are dead, and now all the wounded are soldiers from other servant tribes. But the flying corps is different! The flying corps of nearly 10,000 people and nearly 8,000 of the Panda Kingdom's own people.

At the beginning, in order to be able to take down the Hanlan tribe in one sentence, he took the opportunity to sweep away all the other tribes. Therefore, Panda has drained almost all the flying soldiers of the kingdom, and if one dies, there will be one less, even if the kingdom of Panda encourages more fertility, it will be able to find more than a hundred people who can fly at most every year.

But I didn't expect that my abacus was wrong, and I was damaged so much at once.

But now he can't retreat, Hanlan can start over if he loses, he can't.

Because, he is God, and if he is going to lose, who will believe in him? Who will put him on the throne of king?

So, like killing a red-eyed beast, Panda gave an order that left him completely without a way out, "Pass the order, whether it is the infantry corps or the flying corps, give me a strong attack, if you can't defeat the Hanlan people in a stick of incense, I will send them all into the cold dungeon." ”

The so-called Ice Dungeon is actually a dungeon in the Kingdom of Panda that punishes criminals. The dungeon is not underground, but above ground, a huge cage that hollows out the entire mountain. The cage is not terrible, the terrible thing is that it is as cold as winter in all seasons, even in the hottest summer, it is also full of cold ice, even if it is soaked in pee, if you don't beat the urine with a small wooden stick while peeing, the little brother will quickly freeze the urine to stick to it, if it is hard, it is likely to become a eunuch.

Therefore, whether it is the people of the Panda Kingdom, even the people of these servant tribes, when they hear the cold dungeon, they will involuntarily shudder.

Because there are only a few prisoners who can come out, not because they won't be released. It's because the cold inside is deadly, and after a careless night, you will never wake up, and there is also the fact that it is full of killing, and in order to compete for cold clothing, people are killed every day, and even those who are killed become food for others............

Of course, all this was not given by nature, but the elaborate masterpiece of the god of life in front of them, His Majesty the King.

After receiving Panda's order, all the soldiers, both in the sky and on the ground, charged towards the hill as if they had been beaten with blood.

They may or may not be afraid of death.

But no one is not afraid of the icy dungeon.

Because where, not only death, but torture, not only physical, but mental torture is even more terrifying.

Over the years, they have seen too many people after entering the ice dungeon and coming out again, even if they come out alive, it is no different from dead.

....................

With the desperate dispatch of the Panda Corps, Xiang Yu was a little overwhelmed even with a hot weapon, and finally ran to Zhu Jun for help, "Lord God, it's time for you to show your might." ”

Zhu Jun also saw that the other party was attacking almost frantically, but when he thought of Xiang Yu's big words before, he couldn't help laughing and said, "What? Didn't the general want me to be in charge of Panda alone? Can't take it anymore? ”

Xiang Yu's old face suddenly turned red, and he smiled awkwardly, "Count me as a light enemy, you better hurry up!" ”

"Okay!" Zhu Jun got up, twisted his neck, and said with a smile: "Then I'll help you." ”

When the words fell, he spread his hands and shouted, "The rain is coming." ”

For a while, the sky that was still sunny just now suddenly became cloudy, followed by a few thunders and lightning, and soon a heavy rain fell in the air.

Because it is in his own private space, his divine power will be used unrestricted as long as his faith is not lost.

Therefore, Zhu Jun didn't have to worry about being as exhausted as he was outside, and launched his biggest water dragon power so far, turning all the rain in the sky into fist-sized hailstones, except for the camp of the Hanlan Army that was not affected, the Panda Corps outside was considered to have fallen into blood mold, and countless hailstones falling from the sky smashed them one by one, and they couldn't care about Panda's orders anymore, so they ran out of the rear. Because they clearly saw that there was no hail in their camp.

But no matter how they escaped, the damn hail just kept falling, as if it were following them.

People are constantly falling and being trampled to death by their companions, and there are also people with their own weapons who hack to death and injure their own people who block their way.

For a time, the entire Panda Corps was in chaos, with countless casualties.

As a third-type person, Panda knows that the other party must have the same third-type person as himself.

"No wonder you dare to challenge my authority, it turns out that there are masters." Panda muttered to himself, ignoring the tribal leaders and generals around him who asked what to do, and directly lifted into the air, bringing hail through several miles to the sky above the Hanlan army, and raised his voice: "I am Panda, the god of life, I don't know which god your ministry is, can I show up." ”

He knew that he had no way out now, and if he couldn't settle the god of Hanlan, he would lose everything, including his life.

Now, it was finally time for Zhu Jun to appear, only to see him sitting crooked on the chair, slowly rising into the air, until he was a little taller than Panda, then stopped, and looked at the fat man opposite with a smile, "You are Panda?" The so-called god of life? ”

"Who are you?" Panda frowned, it was the first person in so many years to dare to speak to himself like this, and even their parents did not dare to be disrespectful to themselves after learning that he was a god.

"Hehe, I'm the main god of Hanlan, the real god of this world, I think you've heard of it!" Zhu Jun replied with a smile.

Who has never heard of the main god of Hanlan, that is the only god in the Hanlan Continent, the oldest god.

"Ridiculous, just because you dare to call yourself the ancient god of Hanlan? I really don't know whether to live or die. "In Panda, they just pretend to be gods and ghosts, they have never seen such a shameless person, dare to pretend to be an ancient god, are they not afraid that the people will know his fake and tear him to pieces?

"Okay, I'm very busy, I don't have time to waste time here with you, a pseudo-god, two ways, either return to the Hanlan tribe and believe in the ancient god of Hanlan, or die." Zhu Jun said.

"Joke, how can I, the god of life, ....... Yes........ You ........" Before Panda could finish speaking, he felt like his body had been filled with lead, falling from the air, and fell straight to the ground in a daze.

The Panda soldiers, who were no longer bullied by hail, saw this scene, and their god was actually killed in seconds? Everyone was dumbfounded.

Then, everyone saw that Zhu Jun's body emitted a holy white light, which was even more dazzling than the sun under the cover of dark clouds.......... (To be continued.) )