Sikong Linjiang is isolated, the dragon pattern armor carries the vicissitudes of epic life, blue with blue, and every edge and ravine is sleeping with a shocking battle. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Thousands of troops and horses knelt on the ground, and the flags were still in the air.

In the distance, the snow-capped mountains were silent, and the snow wolves were also crawling at this moment, and the birds were silent, not daring to disturb the holiness here.

Miracles come, and the light of faith spreads in the world.

And in St. Ann's Fort, there are also many people who are silent in the sacred, and their faces are reverent, and they want to kneel.

"Miracles! It's a sacred sacrifice again! But how could his miracles be so strong! ”

Celtice lost his mind for a moment, and then a sea of luck shook his mind.

He quickly woke up from this holy charm, and carried a dragon-slaying knife more than three meters long and blood-red all over.

The heavy sword has no edge, it is not skillful, this dragon slaying knife has not even opened the blade, it is like a huge iron bar, extremely rough and domineering. Judging by its appearance, I am afraid that it is not less than a thousand catties!

Celtice lifted his weight lightly, held the hilt of the knife upside down with both hands, and with a surging momentum, he suddenly plunged the dragon slayer knife into the city wall, and shouted-

"Wake up!"

Like a morning bell and a dusk drum, this loud shout resounded throughout St. Ann's Castle, causing countless people who had lost their minds and were about to return to the city to wake up, only then did they realize that they had been accidentally bewitched and drenched in cold sweat.

With the power of Celtis, she broke the miracle of the angel's tears and reversed the fate of everyone.

It is enough to see how far these heroes have grown in this vicissitudes of life in the past ten years!

"This so-called Templar is supposed to be a sacred sacrifice that has received the tears of angels. So, one hundred and eight angels have been born in tears? ”

Keltis stroked the edge of the city, looking into the distance, frozen on Sikong, who was dressed in dragon armor, his eyes were deep.

Then, he lifted the dragon slaying knife with one hand, turned over and jumped down from the hundred-meter-high city tower, tapping the ground with his toes, canceling out the powerful inertia, and then quickly came towards Sikong.

The five Charles also knelt on the ground, with a fanatical piety, eager to kiss Sikong's toes, and use their bodies to become every step of Sikong's feet.

Fanatical faith, crazy religion.

"Ahem, cough, cough, ......"

Suddenly, a violent cough sounded out, and Sikong grasped the rusty sword tightly, the sharp edge of the rusty sword, Sikong could clearly feel it even through the dragon glove, stinging his palm.

Sikong forcibly suppressed the injury, a trace of blood flowed from his mouth, Charles and the others saw this, they were terrified, and knelt down one after another: "Lord Knight, Lord Knight, what's wrong with your divine body, don't scare us devout believers!" ”

"Hope, my lord cherishes the divine body!"

Thousands of troops and horses fell to the ground on their knees, and with a single sound, the mighty sound shattered Yunlan and startled the birds down, almost resounding for hundreds of miles.

Sikong waved his hand and was about to speak, but a more violent cough sounded out, tearing like pulling a bellows, Sikong stroked his chest, coughing so much that he couldn't stand up.

The thick smell of blood filled the throat, and the scarlet flower on the center of the eyebrows also flickered and darkened, suddenly faded and fell silent, and no longer vermilion.

Suddenly, the meaning of holiness faded, the shadow of the angel gradually disappeared, and even the golden glory seemed like an illusion.

Many soldiers seemed to have made a pillow of yellow sorghum, looked up in confusion, and looked at their comrades-in-arms around them: "We are, what's wrong?" Isn't it an attack on St. Ann'sburg? ”

Nietzsche and the others also woke up like a dream, got up in confusion, suddenly thought of something, looked frightened, and looked at the sky in front of them.

"Miracle, he's a holy sacrifice!"

A cool feeling permeated from his wrist, suppressing Sikong's injury, Sikong hurriedly put on the bronze mask again, and pretended to say: "Ten thousand years, it actually made my strength greatly damaged, alas, ......"

Many soldiers also reacted, looking at the appearance of Sikong Divine Stick, they became angry, picked up the sword in their hand, and killed Sikong.

"This is the sacred sacrifice of the other party, kill him!"

The mighty soldiers flocked to him, and they were aroused by Sikong, especially when many people remembered that they couldn't wait to kiss Sikong's toes and wipe the dirt on his shoes just now, their stomachs were tumbling and retching!

What a disgusting miracle!

"Defend the glory of the knight to the death and live for the angels!"

Suddenly, many sonorous and powerful voices full of fanatical belief came out, and I saw that about three or four hundred soldiers actually rebelled against each other, protecting Sikong, looking like they were all burning, and they did not hesitate to kill their former comrades-in-arms.

Charles was even more angry, his face turned red, he picked up his crude iron sword, and rushed into the vast army.

"These heretics have turned their backs on the glory of the angels, and they should be killed!"

Like a moth to a fire, with great courage, where is there still a little bit of the cowardly soft-footed shrimp just now.

They are all pious believers who are a little weak-willed and have been truly influenced by Sikong.

"Stop!"

Two Qiankun Lang drinks came at the same time.

Celtis stepped on the river, her face handsome, not very chic, but carrying a rough dragon slaying knife, which looked a little weird.

And the woman in red actually rode a terrifying fire dragon and fell from the sky.

The fire dragon has a hideous face, its wings cover the sky, and its two horns are covered with intricate spiral patterns, which seem to contain terrifying magic.

The fire dragon exhaled slightly, and a mouthful of scorching dragon breath was held in its mouth, and a few sparks appeared, corroding the earth into several deep pits.

Swords and magic, gods and dragons, are the cultural characteristics of Middle-earth civilization.

The arrival of the two made the thousands of soldiers commotion for a moment, and then the annoyed and angry soldiers obeyed the order of the woman in red and slowly retreated.

Only Charles and the more than 300 devout believers defended Sikong to the death, looking like the people of the world were sad and indignant.

"Hello this holy priest, I am Celtis, King of St. Ann's Castle, and I have the purest elven blood of the Lost Wild."

With a 'bump', Celtis put down the dragon slayer knife and cut the earth out of the gap, and her handsome face was full of sincerity, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

"Oh, Keltis, isn't that what you want to do with this sacred sacrifice? He also speaks with his own bloodline that hits great luck, hypocrisy! ”

The woman in red mercilessly exposed Keltith's thoughts, jumped off the broad back of the fire dragon, and startled a pool of spring.

"Hey, what about you, are you interested in joining our Ancestral Dragon Cliff camp and giving you a dragon for free......"

The woman in red threw a wink at Sikong, and Danfeng's eyes were generous and charming, so she directly moved it to her advantage, and clearly marked the price.

All of a sudden, Sikong actually became a sweetheart and became the object of pursuit by the two forces.

Just because of the earth-shattering miracle just now, a word opened to the sky, so that thousands of troops and horses were obedient, and a war was disintegrated without blood.

The miracle is so strong that it is beyond the imagination of Celtice and the woman in red!

Miracles, they've seen too much in the past ten years, and now they've even become one of the normal forces necessary for a castle.

There are also many sacred sacrifices, and even they have killed sacred sacrifices, but this is the first time they have encountered such a powerful divine sacrifice as Sikong!

Sikong looked at the two of them, and it was obvious that the fire dragon of the woman in red made Sikong interested, Sikong held his posture and said in a sullen voice: "Oh, what are you ......?"

"Rude!"

A soldier spewed anger out of his nostrils, stood up, and saluted the woman in red before saying to Sikong-

"Please call her, Lord Fire Dance Queen Clarissa!"