The battle of the destruction of the era, extremely honorable, all the strong people who participated in that battle, are the real heroes of the human race, it is a war song of blood and tears, a death curtain paved by life, the ancestors used blood and bones, fresh life, paved the way for the human race to advance, countless strong people one after another in the fight for the hope and time for the human race to live. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the battle of the era, the ancestors threw their heads and spilled their blood, fought to the death and did not yield, leaving too much grief and unrelenting memories, countless Terran warriors lay on the battlefield of the stars, too many relatives, friends, lovers, and fathers of human beings never came back, it was an extremely dark era, and it was also a time that everyone did not want to remember.

Countless human races are on the vast earth, among the corpses and bones, looking at the starry sky, looking forward to the return of their relatives who fought in the starry sky, but too many people look at the starry sky, never see their relatives return in their lives, and die with regrets, the wives and children of the human race are on the earth, looking at the starry sky, looking forward to the return of fathers, husbands, and children, and the wishes of the human beings have surged into the stars and spread to the minds of relatives on the starry battlefield.

But it strengthened their determination to stick to the Xingyu battlefield, because behind them stood not others, but their relatives, friends, wives and children, if they evacuated the battlefield, then the ruthless enemy, the terrible war will affect their homeland, give birth to them, raise them, let them grow up in their homeland.

The war is imminent, the national righteousness is at present, the personal emotions have become so insignificant, their sacrifices are worth it, for the continuation of the race, the road of the human race, they can only fight bravely to kill the enemy, never retreat.

"For the sake of the former homeland, not to be affected by the war, we will fight to the death."

"Our homeland, our people, you see, Lao Tzu is on the road of charging, not doing a bad seed, killing."

"For my people, protect my homeland, the inheritance of the human race cannot be broken, kill".

There are too many heroes and heroes, Tianjiao Throne, there are peerless celebrities who have been famous for a long time, and there are also young people who have just emerged, they are all stepping on the starry sky without regrets, and the old generation of strong people are okay to say, but those young Tianjiao are the hope of the future of the human race, the mainstay of the race, they have not grown up yet, and they have fallen like this, which is heart-wrenching, and there will even be people among them who have grown into world-famous figures like Tianzun Martial Saints, all because of this war.

The sudden war swept everything, and the hope can only be left for the future, the human race desperately fought to the death in order to be able to kill a bloody way for the race, so that the race can send out a group of elite seeds, so that the human race can continue, not to be wiped out, but unfortunately for decades, batches of elites have been transported, all of them have been intercepted and killed in the void, and they have died without a trace, even if they are jointly transported by Tianzun and Martial Saint, they cannot successfully send away a group of elites, so the monarchs can only fight to the death.

The beautiful starry sky, the bright stars, is so beautiful and gorgeous, but in the eyes of the human race, it is so terrifying, every day there are countless heroic corpses sent back to their homeland by mountains and mountains, more strong people, not even a complete body left, was broken in the void, hundreds of strong people, and all the time for the starry sky to send troops.

The Xingyu battlefield, which lasted for 800 years, the uncountable masters and strong men stepped on the battlefield and never returned, they are all heroes of the human race, and the strong are also ordinary national soldiers, they use their blood and lives to buy time for the human race, let the strong grow, and fill the vacancy in the starry sky battlefield.

Yes, 800 years of homeland is unharmed, 800 years of homeland is peaceful, time poured out with blood, but unfortunately it still can't bring a little hope to the human race, this is so sad and desolate, the heroic soul has no regrets, just unwilling.

The ancestors had tears, facing the danger of extinction of the dead race, but they were struggling to maintain, until after the fall of Tianzun and Martial Saint, the picture was really broken, Wang Feng stood quietly on the deserted land alone, is this the planet after the Era War? Desolate and miserable, the highest combat power of the human race has fallen, what else can they use to kill the enemy?

"Ah, are they really not willing to come and fight for the Terrans? This is also their race, and it is also the homeland where they were born and grew up, at such a time when the race is in such a crisis, when life and death are at stake, can't they let go of those grievances that are not bullshit? Who will fight for the human race, Tianzun, you shouldn't fall."

In the vast starry, there are only endless floating corpses, broken star cores, many ancient stars of life have been affected by the flames of war, turned into ashes, among the blood corpses, a figure staggering forward, bathed in the blood of all males, he looked up to the sky and roared, the endless exotic army in front of him, all of them were strangely shocked into a rain of blood, he was very young, only about twenty years old, with a majestic battle intent in his eyes, as if to break the entire Cangtian Domain, a few stars turned in one hand, brutally smashed into the foreign army, and finally his figure fell down, Viryu was a little lonely.

"Martial Saint, death will also fall in killing."

Wang Feng's body shook, the picture ended completely, the banner waved, the martial saint fell, from his words, it seems that a lot of news can be heard, that is, the ancestors still have immortal powerhouses, and they did not dispatch, otherwise the human race would definitely not be so tragic, but what happened in the end? In exchange for the opening of this era, it seems that it is impossible to trace it, and the banner seems to have a slight fluctuation, generated, which should be the machine spirit recorded in many novels.

The Terran Battle Flag, refined by Tianzun, lasted eight hundred years, condensed the faith and killing intent of countless Terran powerhouses, and the great feelings for the continuation of the race deeply stimulated the battle flag that had been broken, and the battle flag was once wrapped in the corpses of Tianzun and Martial Saints, leaving the supreme laws and Dao marks in their bodies, and it was not surprising that after an era of years, consciousness was born.

"Tianzun protects the human race, the battle flag is returned, the venerable has been fighting for the human race all his life, he is the supreme of the human race, and the bones will remain in the ancient imperial city forever, just to deter the alien race and protect my homeland."

The battle flag made a sound of vicissitudes, shaking the wilderness and eight wildernesses, and sounding above the nine heavens.

"Junior, you can enter the inside of the stele, and pass through the stele of the ancestors, and wake up the sleeping ancient battle flag, isn't it the era war of the new generation, and it is going to be pulled up again? It's another battle of blood and bones."

"The supreme combat power of the ancestors fell, and how did we resist the foreign land in the end, we should be the continuation of the human race, so that is to say, in the Ming Dynasty, the era war, our human race did not lose, but won, what happened? How did the Anno War finally counterattack? ”。

Wang Feng witnessed the picture recorded by the battle flag, but unfortunately it was not complete, there were too many defects, so he couldn't wait to get verification from the battle flag, who knew that the battle flag only trembled slightly, and did not answer, and after a long time, it came out to fluctuate.

"It turns out that it's just that Tianzun's sword heart still has a mark, and the killing intent that erupted, it seems that you are also the chosen one, but I don't know, the back hand of the saints, can be the human race for another era war, how much combat power can be accumulated, come on, look at your understanding, the battle flag dance, the tears of the heroes, the human race will never break, the heroic spirit of the ancestors, protect my human race, collect."

The battle flag has condensed too many marks of the ancestors and the strong, so there are too many traces of martial arts in it, and they are all the strongest blows that the strongest people burst out, and the battle flag swallowed Wang Feng into the banner at once, allowing him to comprehend the ancestors' mastery.

Wang Feng's figure was swallowed up all of a sudden, I don't know how long it was, maybe a long time.

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