"The host said... I want him to go to reincarnation."

The roaring dog who said this sentence was a little afraid to look at Yang Chan's eyes, because it was afraid that it would be soft-hearted when it saw it, afraid to see Yang Chan's sad look, afraid... She'll cry out. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This is Yang Jian's decision, and the roaring dog will inevitably carry it out, regardless of whether it is right or wrong, just because it is ordered by his master.

Even if it makes the owner's sister sad.

At this time, the Howling Sky Dog just thought that after the death of the human in front of him, if Yang Chan could feel more comfortable by picking off the dog skin on his body, then the Howling Sky Dog would also be willing.

But the master's orders are not to be disobeyed!

The master said that he would send this person to reincarnation, so before the master changed his mind, it was the Jade Emperor who ordered to protect this person, and it would not pay attention to it or care about it!

Because it's the dog of Jiro God......

As if to regain his faith, the Howling Dog raised his head again and waved his hand forward with a cold face.

In the next moment, the large array arranged by hundreds of grass head gods was already in operation.

The stars are moving, and the universe is shifting!

Obviously, one moment ago it was a sunny day with a beautiful wind and sun, but the next moment, the sky was obscured by dark clouds, and what appeared in front of the two of them was an ancient battlefield that exuded a bleak atmosphere.

In the center of the battlefield, hundreds of soldiers armed with barbed spears showed murderous eyes.

That's a murderous aura that has been precipitated for thousands of years!

Yang Jian has three thousand grass-headed gods under him, which is a well-known thing in the Three Realms, but how many people really know the origin of these grass-headed gods?

Withered grass becomes a god?

Ears of wheat into soldiers?

When the world-famous god of justice took these ridiculous dead wood guys on their heads to fight for the north and south of the heavenly court, when many rebellious and demon kings died at their hands, did you feel that the methods of these grass-headed gods to kill people would have a sense of familiarity?

It's like... Those terrifying soldiers who died in the battle of the gods!

Three thousand grass-headed gods, three thousand innate warriors, three thousand butchers who kill people without blinking!

Why blink when you kill?

Is it because you feel uneasy?

But blinking can put your life in danger.

Therefore, these terrifying soldiers who missed the opportunity to become gods and did not ascend to the heavenly court did not have that weak body, nor did they have the organs that would hurt their hearts.

He died as a god in his previous life, and he should have no regrets in this life!

Three thousand grass-headed gods, three thousand ruthless soldiers, three thousand pitcher plants, and three thousand souls!

The general waited with me for death, and gave me a new life.

Since we are the general's own soldiers, now we are the generals in a bloody battle!

There is no other law of heaven that can make these souls feel more intimate than this one.....

With a fierce look in his eyes, in front of him was the third lady who had been getting along day and night in the past.

Can you do it?

It doesn't matter, because it's not her who will die.

What are the damned people doing at this time?

Standing with a gun in one hand, the man was smiling, as if the battle array in front of him did not make him feel afraid, but had a hint of... Miss?

That's right! It's nostalgia!

These revenant soldiers who participated in the First Battle of the Gods and were defeated at the hands of the Lord of Yin Shang, this battlefield atmosphere that makes people change color and see fright, but it makes this person feel nostalgic!

What an incredible thing that is......

Didn't you say that the person in front of you was a literati who wrote a book? But how could he smile when he saw this?

Whatever, just kill him!

The light in the eyes of the hundreds of grass gods faded, and he put down the armor on his face, leaving only a pair of red eyes outside.

Then the bugle sounded.

The horn sounds?

What should be done?

Naturally... Charge!!!

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The next moment, these armors wearing iron armor and holding barbed spears rushed towards Zhao Han!

The grass-headed god who transformed into a real body in front of him launched a charge, Zhao Han didn't pay too much attention to it, after taking a look, he turned his head and looked at Yang Chan with a smile and said: "You will have heartache to cripple your second brother, so if these soldiers are killed by me, you won't hate me, right?" ”

Yang Chan's hand was still holding Zhao Han's arm, and after hearing Zhao Han say this, she couldn't help but shout at Zhao Han: "Don't care about those, you're going to die!" ”

He's dead?

Just by them?

They also deserve !!

The spear in his hand made a whirlwind, Zhao Han turned his head, and looked at the armored soldiers rushing up in front of him, and the excitement in his eyes flashed.

Will it hurt to kill them Yang Chan?

Whatever!

This is the battlefield!

This is the battlefield!!

This is the battlefield he once longed for and cherished!!

A chuckle hung on the corner of his mouth, and the head of the plum wine's spear that went deep into the ground glowed red.

Are you going to kill again?

Isn't the enemy alive this time?

Whatever! It's good to kill!!

Demonic people wear demonic guns, since the spear is born of a demonic soul, how can a person with a spear be a saint?

It's just killing...

The red light on the head of the gun became more and more intense, and Zhao Han's hand was heavy, and it was Yang Chan who wanted to pull him to escape.

Violent red light surged, the spear flashed, and the next moment Yang Chan had only a piece of cloth left in her hand, and when she was looking, Zhao Han had already rushed into the town...... Rush into the fray!

When did the general fear war?

But kill people!

Zhao Hai, who once led a thousand iron horsemen to dare to rush into battle with the West Stygian Sea, when was he afraid of killing?

But the murderer !!

Rushing to the town alone, seven or eight spears stabbed him, dodged and dodged, and the next moment the blood burst out!!

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

The bloody gas that burst out on the plum wine spread all over his body, and the original snow-white Confucian clothes were stained with a few traces of blood, and the spear in the general's hand was waved, and the serial explosions resounded through the sky!

It's just killing!

It's just killing!

The spear shook, and one after another grass-headed gods exploded in front of him, as if a chain reaction, as if a beacon fire was in the sky!

In ancient times, before the general died, today the general should fight to the death.

It's just killing, it's just killing!

When a burst rushed by, the blood on Zhao Han's body was already all over his body, and from behind him, nine grass head gods who were all over the body fell to the ground.

When I looked back, I still had the same smile on my face.

Zhao Han's spear pointed at him from afar, and the plum wine was shining brightly!

On the other side, the grass-headed god was still silent, holding the spear and charging with his head down.

Originally, they were defending against Yang Chan, but after seeing Zhao Han rushing over, they planned to surround Zhao Han in the array and kill him directly, but who let him rush away.

The enemy doesn't seem to be so easy to deal with this time?

Another charge.

This time, more people fell, and a full twelve fell on this ancient battlefield.

The grass god bowed his head and charged.

Charge.

Another charge.

Before each charge, the spear with a demonic spirit pointed at them.

He was stabbed with a spear, and his whole body was full of energy, and then it burst open.

It's really scary.

But how can these fears compare to the person who has more than ten wounds on his body, and as a result, every time the charge ends, he provokes them again?

After a few charges, the remaining grass-headed gods in the field were already less than thirty, and on the other side, the blood-colored man was still holding a gun and smiling at him.

"Excuse me, if you are all dead, will your general break off his friendship with his sister?"

No one answered, and what responded to him was a neat array, spears that were still indomitable despite the fact that there were only thirty people left!

Charging again, Zhao Han had three more wounds on his body again.

I don't know when Yang Chan appeared beside him and looked at him with a cold look.

Zhao Han smiled at her, and then said with a headache: "So, when you kill someone, you shouldn't talk too much...."

"Have you killed enough?" Yang Chan asked.

"What do you say?"

"Then keep killing"

"Oh, okay"

The hand that was originally holding the spear loosened and tightened, and the next moment, when it rushed into the crowd, the red light of the spear head skyrocketed, and then it exploded in the besieging crowd!

Explode! Constant explosions! The remaining ten or so grass-headed gods were all beheaded by Zhao Han in this charge!!

The red light passed, Zhao Han moved his wrist that was a little sore, turned around and walked to Yang Chan's side and asked, "The enemy is solved, how should we get out?" ”

"Take care of your life"

Yang Chan still looked at each other coldly, and then saw a legal decision between the five of them, and the next moment, the dense smoke that almost blocked the entire world dissipated.

The sun is a little harsh.

Standing opposite Zhao Han was the Howling Sky Dog that had turned back into a demon body, and beside it was a handsome man who was seven feet tall and held a three-pointed two-edged robber.

The man's whole body was wrapped in silver-white armor, and there was a vertical mark in the center of his eyebrows, and his eyes were staring at Zhao Han at this moment.

"You killed a lot of my friends"

The man said to Zhao Han like this.

"Well, so you want to avenge them?"

Zhao Han replied indifferently.

"Your tone upsets me"

"Oh, so what?"

"You're not a good match for Chan'er"

"The dog next to you has already said this"

The smile on Zhao Han's face should never change, it seems that the person opposite is not the god of war who is all over the world, but a good chat partner.

His attitude undoubtedly made Yang Jian on the other side even more uncomfortable, and he saw that the strange spear that had killed countless famous generals of Yin Shang pointed at Zhao Han, and then Yang Jian said to Zhao Han in a cold voice: "It's still the same sentence, defeat me today, and no one will tell you to bow your head from now on."

Zhao Han nodded lightly.

After that, he turned around and smiled at Yang Chan: "It's still the same sentence, if you cripple your brother, you won't hate me, right?" ”

By Zhao Han's side, surprisingly, Yang Chan, who had always been indifferent, suddenly smiled.

She walked to Zhao Han's side, brushed Zhao Han's face with one hand, looked at Zhao Qi's eyes and said softly: "As long as you don't kill you, it's done."

Zhao Han smiled at her and nodded.

Is it okay not to die? He really liked the answer!

Holding a gun and pointing at Yang Jian, Zhao Han smiled at the corner of his mouth, and the next moment, he saw the spear in his hand blooming like a lotus flower.

The body of the gun is green, the head of the gun is like blood, and the fire lotus around it is almost like to soar to the sky!

The lotus blossoms, the whole body is green, and the magic spear is stained with blood all over the horny red lotus!

Today, the demon blood lotus that once slashed the demon king and broke through the heavenly tribulation finally bloomed between the world and the human world!!