The Nether Sanctuary soldiers were ordered to kill all the elves they saw and destroy all formations on the planet. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Only by destroying the formations on these planets one by one can we break the trap set up by the elven race, which is composed of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine planets.

The saints of the Nether Sanctuary traveled between the planets, and if they sensed the power of a certain planet above the god king level, they would brazenly attack.

They can be sure that the people who support this set of formations must be the god kings and gods of the elf race, and if these strong people are killed one by one, the elf race will not have to worry.

The spaceship where the star was located was dropped on a planet. The moment the ship opened, all the soldiers rushed out.

Xingchen deliberately fell behind a little. He found an opportunity, broke away from the army, and in a hidden place, ripped off the demon skin on his body, and removed the demon skin on his face one by one, making his flesh and blood blurred. He took a normal healing pill.

After recovering from his injuries, his appearance returned to the same as before, and he was still the most beautiful man in the universe, the mesmerizing Prince of Stars.

After Xingchen sent a unique contact signal from the elves, it didn't take long for the elves to rush over.

"Confused! Your Highness, you are confused! How can you run back? When the elves saw the stars, they did not give them a warm welcome, but beat their chests and feet.

"Your Highness, you are the next elven king chosen by the queen, how can you come back and take risks?"

"Anyone can come back, Your Highness, you must not come back!"

Complaining is complaining, even if you want to send the stars out again, it is impossible. The stars soon passed through the special secret teleportation array between the elven planets and came to his mother, the elven queen.

The elf queen looked at the incense powder that Xingchen took out and did not question it. Xingchen came back at the risk of his life, and he must have been experimented to determine that this thing works.

"So, let's fight!" The Elven Queen is no ordinary woman, she does not love her son like an ordinary mother, nor does she grieve for her son to run back to die.

The elves sent back the special incense powder from the stars and distributed it to the battlefields of various planets. He also carefully studied the information that Xingchen had brought back.

The situation is even more dire than they imagined. There are too many God-Emperor level powerhouses (saints) in the Netherworld Sanctuary this time. Among them is also such a so-called Son of God as Reginod. Xingchen doesn't know what kind of person can be a holy son, let alone whether the holy son is a respected position or a cultivation level, but a leader who can lead a group of saints to fight, according to the principle of respect for the strong, Reginord's cultivation should be much higher than other saints. He may have gone beyond the realm of the God Emperor.

"No matter how high his cultivation is, now he can only exert the peak combat power of the God Emperor! What are you afraid of! Kill! Carlos yelled.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! "The elves are all over the country and should be with Carlos.

Most planets exist as eyesores or simple traps. They only need to hold the formations on the ninety-nine key planets from being destroyed.

Xingchen joins the ranks of the enemy and fights bloodily. The enemy divided his forces to 9,999 planets, but the elves did not need to divide their forces in this way.

The Elven Queen couldn't take care of her son at this time, and she wanted to get together with the other God Emperors to prepare for a sneak attack on the saints of the Netherworld Temple. Only by eliminating these saints will the elves be victorious.

Killing all the soldiers hired by the Nether Sanctuary won't help. If they are killed, the Nether Sanctuary will hire them again, but if they can't hire them, they will spend money to buy troops or forcibly loot them. In order to survive for their own lives, these hired or forcibly captured soldiers will definitely fight to the death with the elves, and there are no conditions to talk about.

Under the control of the Netherworld Sanctuary, the battle situation within the Elven Star Domain could not be heard at all. In order to make a fortune and fight for a good future, the beings of the Yuan Qi universe who don't know the truth are still going forward and throwing themselves into the legions of the Netherworld Temple.

It's been a long time since Beanzi has been afraid to mention war with Minglu.

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A large wave of Nether Templar warriors are in the middle of a battle, and they are about to annihilate the elven warriors. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and a faint fragrance came to my nose, and I couldn't help but take a deep breath, thinking that after annihilating this group of elves and gathering three elven heads, I would be able to hand over the task to the messengers of the Netherworld Temple.

As long as there are three elf heads, you can exchange them for 100 million coins or other things of equivalent value. It's a good deal. 100 million yuan, naturally worth fighting for your life. Nowadays, the yuan currency is much more valuable than it was more than ten years ago. 100 million coins is equivalent to the purchasing power of tens of millions of federal contribution coins more than ten years ago.

No, why do you feel a little dizzy and want to sleep? How can it be? Since being promoted to the Battle King, he hasn't slept again. The last time I had the idea of sleeping was hundreds of years ago.

However, I was really sleepy.

When he was rushing fiercely, he suddenly found that his teammates around him had stopped, and he was the only one who rushed into the elf pile, which felt terrible.

Lin Daniu was experiencing this badness, he turned back angrily, only to find that his comrades-in-arms had closed their eyes one by one, motionless, and some were falling softly.

Lin Daniu was shocked, what happened? Is this poison? Why am I okay if they have something?

Lin Daniu didn't have time to congratulate himself on being fine, and he didn't have a chance to report this strange incident to the chief. The elves, who were originally at a disadvantage, rose up bravely, surged up, and slashed Lin Da Niu on the spot.

As for those who want to sleep, or who have already fallen asleep, it is even worse. Some had their heads cut off, and they still had smiles on their faces. Perhaps, he is dreaming of returning to his hometown with 100 million yuan and reuniting with his wife and children.

Such bizarre battles have happened many, many times, and Reginald has discovered the strangeness of this. But he didn't think much about it, and he didn't bother to think about it.

These elves are dying and fighting back, and the means will naturally emerge in an endless stream. It is not his people who die. All he lost was the ten healing pills he had given to each soldier before the war. It's nothing. Yuan? In addition to being valuable in the Metaverse, elsewhere, there are just a bunch of rotten stones.

It wasn't until a saint was poisoned by this strange poison and was firmly protected by the thick branches stretched out by Carlos, dragged into the interior of the elven planet, and was surrounded and fallen by the elven god emperors, that Reginor paid attention to it, so that everyone must hold their breath when fighting with the elves in close combat, and do not call people a certain gas with a strange fragrance.

When Reginod spoke, the incense powder that Xingchen had brought back was almost gone. The Nether Sanctuary lost a saint and tens of billions of soldiers.

However, no matter how powerful the fortress was, it could not withstand a relentless attack.

Even the super-large trap and defensive array composed of 9,999 planets was finally on the verge of collapse after tens of billions of troops swept up one after another and dozens of saints were constantly bombarded. (To be continued.) )