The reincarnation is cold and ruthless, as if it is very different from the race below.

After another moment, the lasers of the Tower of Babel paused, and the mortal race suffered heavy losses, rivers of blood and bones all over the field.

The trumpet sounded, and the bloody warriors reluctantly withdrew and stopped storming the tower.

"It's almost time, it's time to harvest."

The tall reincarnation muttered, got up and began to operate.

This world is nothing but a pasture, and all beings are sheep, and the two reincarnators are not the owners of the pasture, they are shepherds.

For the master, the god, the emperor, harvest sheep, sometimes wool, but more often mutton.

In order to achieve the maximum benefit, the low-level mercenary reincarnation is unscrupulous.

The fact that the Eyeless Grey Robe Man was able to reach here was the acquiescence of the reincarnation, the magic ship was able to enter, it was their ignorance, and even the mortal race was able to form an army and attack the Tower of Babel, which was their ignorance, indulgence, and even contributed to a certain extent.

As for why, how.

Because they are shepherds, not destroyers.

It's all about a better harvest, a more perfect exploitation.

Under the guidance of the tall reincarnation, the Tower of Babel bloomed with brilliance, the network of laws was constructed, the thread of cause and effect was linked, and the land of thousands of miles was incarnated into the underworld, and one after another pure, iron-blooded, and glorious souls were born, absorbed by the gravity of the Tower of Babel.

Seeing this, the thin reincarnation smiled: "Giving them hope and letting them take the initiative to send them to death is much easier than us going to harvest one by one." ”

The soul of mortals is fragile, but after tempering, baptized with iron and blood, it can often give birth to noble souls, the Holy Spirit that angels admire, and the heroic souls that mortals will always remember.

In the center of a group of chaotic mortal souls, a little golden light appeared, and a golden holy spirit appeared.

The tall reincarnation and the thin reincarnation stood up excitedly and shouted, "Shipped, shipped!" ”

"This quality, golden legend, our brothers want to send it."

Xia Changfeng, the commander of the Third Army of the Salvation Army, raised his head in a daze, and his sanity began to recover.

"Where am I, where is this ......"

"Battlefield?! That's right, the battlefield! ”

"Kill, kill!" Xia Changfeng subconsciously roared

The familiar comrades-in-arms around were unmoved, and their souls hung in ignorance, allowing the Tower of Babel to be harvested.

"Are you all dead?"

Xia Changfeng looked at the familiar and unfamiliar comrades, the souls of his comrades-in-arms, and a complex emotion surged into his heart.

I wanted to cry, so I touched my eyes with my hand, but there were no tears.

"So I'm dead, too."

There are no tears in the soul.

What do you do after you die?

Xia Changfeng turned around and stared at the Tower of Babel not far away, the Tower of Babel that was harvesting the souls of his comrades.

Sorrow rises from the heart, and anger comes from the heart.

Filled with grief and anger, Xia Changfeng roared: "The evil demon blasphemes the living, and even the soul will not be spared after death. ”

The golden light was shining, and the power of the heroic soul burst out, breaking free from the shackles of the Tower of Babel.

In the Tower of Babel, the tall reincarnation sneered: "You can't fight us before you die, and you still want to turn the sky after you die?!" ”

Needless to say, the thin reincarnator on one side directly started to operate, the Tower of Babel.

As an artifact that suppresses everything and harvests sentient beings, it is not simple.

Refined by the Seven Star Reincarnation, inserted into the origin of this realm, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, constantly evolving, constantly sublimating, and constantly upgrading.

If it weren't for the two reincarnators on a mission, I am afraid that they would not be able to touch the Tower of Babel in their lifetime.

The treasure was shining, leading to the sky, and the mighty surging force suddenly fell, and a mixed yuan big hand repeatedly grabbed Xia Changfeng up. Xia Changfeng struggled to resist, but to no avail, and received weapons from high-level throughout the sky, as if the emperor was commanding by the emperor, the king wanted the minister to die, and the minister had to die.

Flying higher and higher, beyond the wind, beyond the fire, beyond the electricity, beyond the azure sky, the summer wind is vast and starry, gazing at the endless darkness, becoming the first human being to ascend to the starry sky since the history of civilization was recorded.

However, the reality of the situation makes it too late for those who ascend to the stars to think about the vastness of the universe and the vastness of heaven and earth, and even more so to think about their own meaning and enjoy the glory of civilization.

Rising from the highest point, condescendingly, you can see a little light being drawn by the Tower of Babel, a little bit of flying away from Oia, leaving the home planet, shrouded in the tip of the Tower of Babel.

"Damn! It's a bureau! ”

Xia Changfeng's eyes widened angrily, as the commander of the Third Army of the Salvation Army, he had extremely high military ability, as well as not bad political ability.

If you think about it a little bit, you will understand that the Tower of Babel is reaping, harvesting thousands of races.

The sacrifices of the races below, the trials of blood and tears, are nothing more than a game of cat and mouse for the enemy.

As a soldier, if he could, Xia Changfeng wanted to die with the Tower of Babel and sacrifice this shame.

But power is power, and the Tower of Babel, as a quasi-immortal weapon, can be fought against by the unawakened Holy Spirit who has not yet been awakened in the way of faith.

Under the starry sky, the despicable face of the reincarnator and Xia Changfeng's angry expression formed a sharp contrast, constructing a peerless painting.

"Goodbye, Oia......."

"Drink, drink, drink!"

The light is out, the lotus flower is revealed, and the lotus holy light opens the way to heaven!

The ancient voice of prayer sounded: "The fragrance should be heavy, and the fragrance will be burned through the gates of heaven." The golden bird runs like a cloud arrow, and the jade rabbit shines like a wheel. Nanchen and Beidou are full of skylight, and colorful clouds are noisy. The temple is opened in the Ziwei Palace, the Taoyuan Jade Maiden invites the gods, the thousands of miles are fragrant, and the flying clouds are coming......"

The two reincarnators on the Tower of Babel changed their expressions and said in unison: "Rebels! ”

It is rumored that there are rebels secretly supported by the high-ranking reincarnation of the empire.

How to appear here.

The two reincarnators were terrified, but years of experience in preserving their lives led them to quickly contact the Imperial Headquarters.

The main god space reorganizes the main god empire, but it has not changed much in terms of function.

For the reincarnation at the bottom, the main god is everywhere.

The reincarnation contacts the Lord God, the voice of prayer in the void, does not transfer for external objects, and recites the last verse

"Please ask the sect master Tianhe Zun, respectfully invite the master Shui Dejun, and then invite the ancestor Demon Hejun, the gods will make a lot of trouble, mercy and salvation are in the lower realm, I am in a hurry to meet the orders of Xuanyuan God!"

After the prayer was finished, sandalwood suddenly appeared in the void, and golden flowers fell, accompanied by fairy music, a white scaleless dragon turned, as if a heavenly river fell.

The heavenly dragon rolled, the heavenly river moved forward, only to hear a smack of lips, the nine floors of the Tower of Babel were gone, only a base was left, and the uneven gap was not removed, as if it was gnawed by a certain dragon and snake.

"The rebels are looking for death!"

The support of the Lord God Empire, like the belated policeman in the cop movie, came after the destruction of the Tower of Babel and the death of the reincarnation.

A sword of calamity, slashing through the heavenly river and tearing apart the white celestial dragon phantom.

Standing in the starry sky like a god and a demon, he glanced at the broken Tower of Babel, and his heart ached.

This is a magic weapon for the rapid promotion of immortal weapons, and it is a rare treasure for the Seven Star Reincarnation!

Heartache turned into anger, and cold eyes scanned the starry sky

"Who else?!"