The Northland Drought Fish sneered with blood: "What are you trembling at this time?

The Ghost King of Bishan strode forward and stood side by side with them: "He has just been resurrected, it is the weakest time, we can't retreat, even if he is wiped out, we must hit him hard and give the clansmen a chance to live." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The four old monsters of Huaxia nodded at the same time, their eyes were cold, and there was a kind of determination to die.

A lifetime of fighting for the country, in exchange for full of glory, they enjoy enough of the prosperity and glory of the world, but also enjoy enough of the respectful eyes of the clansmen, they are the supreme leaders of China, under an order, hundreds of billions of clansmen all bow their heads, but at this time, they want to fight for the clansmen, even if they die, it is not a pity.

Protect your own people, protect the blood of your ancestors, protect the glory of China... The four old monsters laughed, and their pride rushed up from the soles of their feet to the spring, pouring into the sky!

Life and death are downlooked, and if you don't accept it, you will do it! Huaxia Yanhuang has long passed the era of being enslaved by foreign races!

Even if it is a god, he can't think of crushing the backbone of Huaxia!

The 'Pope''s cold face moved a little, and gradually became angry: "Huaxia, Yanhuang, Heavenly Empire, Hehe, if I really didn't dare to do anything to you in those years, but have you forgotten, when I launched the Flood of Annihilation, I no longer looked at you in my eyes." ”

"Bastard, I still underestimated you, I didn't expect that when your Chinese gods were extinct, there was still a woman hidden, if it weren't for her... If it weren't for her... I have already destroyed the world, I can grow twelve wings, transcend the gods, and become a true god!"

"Traveling in the universe, dominating the wilderness, my grand cause has been destroyed by your Huaxia... What kind of arrogance and arrogance do you still play for me? I want you to know that under absolute power, your backbone is not as good as bullshit!"

The 'Pope' raised his palm, the delicate palm had no trace of lines, and it was as white and transparent as jade, but just such a slender and beautiful hand, the palm that was more beautiful than the virgin had just been raised, and the four old monsters of Huaxia squatted on the ground with a pop, and the entire leg bone was broken.

Their heads were held high, their eyes full of despair, but their backbones were not bent at all.

The old dean coughed up blood like tuberculosis: "Ahem, this time it's over, God is a god in the end, even if it's a weak state, we..."

The ghost king of Bishan was full of cruelty: "Don't let me go back to the ghost hall, otherwise, I want the Eastern European British Alliance to travel with thousands of ghosts, and I want them to stay without chickens and dogs!"

Si Yahui sneered: "Old man, sacrifice the Xuanyuan Sword, I and the two old ghosts will make a blood sacrifice for you, the old body doesn't believe it, the Xuanyuan Sword has won the blood sacrifice of the three of us, and he can't cut off a finger of him?"

As he spoke, Si Yahui aimed the dragon's head at his heart, and the Ghost King of the Mountains and the Northland Drought Fish glanced at each other, and slapped it towards the center of his forehead with a wave of his palm, but at this time, the 'Pope' laughed, and instantly appeared in front of the old dean, choking the old dean's neck.

"Xuanyuan Sword, I really don't want to fight this thing, but when you die, I will pull out the Xuanyuan Sword, and it just so happens that under my throne, there is always one less stepping stone of sufficient grade." ”

Desperate, absolutely desperate, they don't even have the qualifications to fight desperately in the face of the 'Pope'.

The old monsters closed their eyes, just begging for death, and the 'Pope' was not soft, and with his fingers forced, he wanted to kill the old dean first, but at this time, three points were terrible, and there was a very evil voice faintly.

"I mean, you seem to have forgotten me, right?"

Si Yahui opened her eyes in amazement, and hope flashed in her eyes, yes, there is still Xiao Chen, and there is no show! But thinking that Xiao Chen's injury has not healed, she smiled bitterly and shook her head.

The 'Pope' glanced at Xiao Chen lightly, and saw him standing proudly, his fingers caressing the handle of the old knife, and couldn't help but sneer: "An ant who is not a sea and sky position, still wants to fight with me, can't you? You are called Xiao Chen, right..."He waved his hand very casually, and the 'Pope' advised: "Those who know the times are Junjie, my servants think you are a very good talent, kneel down and kiss my boots, you are the Pope." ”

"The world will be destroyed, whether it is humans, demons, or ghosts and elves, all of them will be wiped out, but my pope will not, as long as you kiss my boots, wait for me to swallow this world and become a true god, you are my pope, I will make you a god extremely strong, immortal. ”

Xiao Chen touched his nose and couldn't help laughing.

This barbarian 'lord' is really terrifying, he has the memory of the golden crow, there are Tongtian, there are Houyi, there are golden crows, and there are countless great gods and immortals in the demon clan's heavenly court, which one is like this guy? There is no tiger in the mountains, the monkey is called the king, a barbarian little god, you are paralyzed and a bird!

When the 'Pope' saw him smiling, he thought he had yielded, and nodded with a smile: "Come, kiss my boots, and you can live forever." ”

Si Yahui opened her eyes again and sighed deeply: "Do it Xiao Chen, no one is his opponent, no matter what, bend your waist and try to live, it won't be long before you are the only one left who is still alive." ”

The Ghost King of Bishan also gritted his teeth and persuaded: "He wants to destroy the world, I should have thought of it a long time ago, it is said that the 'Lord' launched a great flood to destroy the world, this is what he was supposed to do... Kneel down Xiao Chen, you have to live, and you have to leave a trace of blood for us in Huaxia!"

"Please, you must compromise, we... There is no hope..."

Hahaha~~~

Xiao Chen suddenly laughed loudly: "This seat is free to stay, do things from the heart, and always do whatever you want, how can you ever worry about the common people in the world and the blood left?"

"I want to resurrect my sister, then I will do it, I want to protect my clansmen, then I will do it, I want to kill the world, I used to be... I did it too!"

"Since I was a child, I didn't know how to write the four words "Seeking Perfection!"

Rumble!

The killing intent is even hotter!

The old dean shuddered and raised his head suddenly. He calls himself this seat? Only a strong person in the sea and sky can call himself this seat, why would Xiao Chen say that? More importantly, why is this murderous aura so familiar?

He looked at Xiao Chen, carefully looked from head to foot, and finally stopped at the eyes that gradually became completely black, like black holes, his lips immediately turned blue, and his face turned black: "You, you are, are you not showy?" (To be continued.) )