Eternal and eternal, millions of divine soldiers!

All legendary divine soldiers are directly and gradually, and there are very few who have the courage to fight. The pen "fun" pavilion www.biquge.info soldier courage is the real material essence between heaven and earth, the material can be soft or hard, and has both yin and yang.

Soldier courage is the real king of all soldiers!

"Puff!"

Jun Qinghan's whole body sounded, his face suddenly became flushed, his expression was slightly condensed, and the terrifying power contained in the soldier's courage remained in Jun Qinghan's body, like a surging river, flowing in Jun Qinghan's body.

The palms were sealed, and the concentration sank into the sea of knowledge, guiding the surging power to pour into the barrier entrance......

On the barren stove, Mai's middle-aged man smiled very happily, and the weak water of 3,000 bathed his whole body, which seemed a lot more enjoyable. Tian Shunzi's face turned iron blue, and he saw with his own eyes that the drop of blood in the three thousand weak water swirled in the mud.

After a long time, Mai, who was middle-aged, seemed to feel a little bored, and as soon as her palm loosened, three thousand weak water fell into the wasteland, and at the same time, her figure suddenly disappeared into the void.

Invite Beiying to set foot on the wasteland again, standing in the place where Mai stood before middle age, his heart palpitated, his palms waved, wrapped in three thousand weak water, and threw it towards the wasteland again. Suddenly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked up at the sky.

In the sky, the nightmare fire devours the stars, and it has become a climate!

And in the center of the nightmare, there was a star full of pitch-black light, shining brightly, pointing at the boundless magic fire.

Invite Beiying's heart shook wildly, and he lowered his head again, the flames in the barren furnace were churning, but they were already gradually extinguishing, and the divine soldiers who roared and trembled from time to time did not have the slightest movement, like a pool of stagnant water.

"Surrendered...... The Demon Soldier was born...... also surrendered......"

Invite Beiying muttered in a low voice, full of joy and shock, "I actually surrendered the demon soldiers!" A wry smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and he casually threw three thousand weak water into the wasteland, "Now, what is the use of weak water?"

Invite Beiying to think about it, and suddenly threw the weak water tripod into it.

"Everyone, wait a moment, the divine soldier is coming!"

On the barren furnace, Beiying was invited to raise his hands, and his voice spread throughout the four fields, "At that time, the divine soldiers will choose their own masters, you must fight, and the order will be disrupted, I invite Beiying to not want to see anyone make trouble in Hongchi Villa!"

As he spoke, Beiying's whole body burst out!

The 100,000 families were in the ocean, and only the first half of the sentence was heard, "The divine soldier is coming...... Divine Soldier Chooses Leader...... Choose the Lord!"

In the barren furnace, Jun is as cold as an old tree, his whole body is red, like a blood-colored Buddha, his body is full of momentum, and his bones make a crackling sound, like a long whip tearing the sky.

Outside the barrier entrance, the Dao Qi is surging, and the angry sea is raging!

Jun Qinghan let out a long roar, and the Dao qi waved, like a hundred rivers filling the sea, instantly breaking the entrance, the breath surged, and the lotus pattern on his forehead quietly changed.

"Blue Flag 2nd Section!"

Standing up, he looked at the flames that were gradually extinguishing in the barren furnace and the courage of the soldiers in his hands, and was ecstatic.

"Poof!"

On the top of Jun Qinghan's head, the water surged down like a torrent, directly drenching Jun Qinghan into a soup chicken. "Keng!" a bronze ancient tripod smashed down, and a big bag immediately rose on Jun Qinghan's head.

The soldier's guts stained the water, shining with magic light.

Jun Qinghan's heart shook slightly, and he blurted out, "Three thousand weak water?!"

The weak water tripod is suspended in front of it, the mouth of the tripod is facing downward, full of endless tearing power, and the three thousand weak water surging in the barren furnace are heading towards the weak water tripod, like sucking the sea and weeping rainbows.

Jun Qinghan stretched out his hand, cautiously touched the bronze mottled Gu Ding, his fingers trembled, and suddenly his heart rippled, and the holy breath washed his whole body, Jun Qinghan's spirit was shocked, and he suddenly entered the Gu Ding with the courage of the soldiers.

Three thousand weak water, not a single thing floats!

What's more, Jun Qinghan can't swim, and it only takes two breaths to jump into the weak water, and then he sinks directly to the bottom. And the soldier's courage is spinning in the three thousand weak water, making a popping sound, self-refining!

Under the water, Jun Qinghan frowned slightly, and the power of devouring flowed all over his body......

The Red Pond Villa is in the sky, the haze is washed away, the northern shadow is invited to laugh, the big red robe hunts in the air, the flame of the barren furnace is completely extinguished, the temperature gradually drops, and the infinite pressure is leaning out of the barren furnace.

"Divine soldier, Cheng!"

Invite Beiying suddenly let out a long sigh, the sound shocked the nine skies, and the red pool flag waved, shaking the universe!

"The thousand-year-old wish of Red Pond, the birth of the divine soldier, the ancestor of Xiangtian, the twenty-first owner of Hongchi Villa, invited Beiying to complete the ...... It's done, hahaha......" In the void, Beiying laughed wildly, his eyes were slightly red, "It's done...... The soldiers of the ancient gods and demons have become in the hands of my invitation to Beiying!"

Under the wasteland, 100,000 families were in ecstasy, and the gods were temporary, watching the wasteland rise with infinite desires and rush towards the wasteland.

"Stop!"

Invite Beiying to suddenly grow up, open and close the Dao Qi, and press everyone down, and the twenty-two leaders of the peak of the continent rushed into the void, looking at the 100,000 families below.

"Who dares to go any further, die!"

The second master of the Yun clan had a calm face, and he was not angry and arrogant in his indifferent expression, but it made the back of the 100,000 family cold, and he didn't dare to take a step forward.

Invite Beiying to step over, making a rumbling sound in the air, looking at the millions of people, his voice was full of anger, "You guys, you don't understand the rules of my Red Pond Villa!"

As he spoke, he smashed his fist on the desolate furnace, making a rumbling thunderous thunderbolt sound, "What does this divine soldier have to do with you? Arrogance, you think you can surrender to the divine soldier?"

Invite Beiying snorted coldly and said to Guan Yuchao behind him:

"Blood Sacrifice!"

After speaking, he waved his robe and suddenly disappeared into the air.

On the square, Guan Yuchao stood up and said calmly: "The divine soldier chooses the master, and the blood needs to be sacrificed, no matter how strong the person who spills blood is, the master of the divine soldier is only about the blood match!"

As he spoke, a generation of elders behind him stood up and flipped their handprints.

"Rumbling...... Rumble ......"

The void sounded, and a huge altar appeared directly above the desolate furnace, showing a pitch-black color, and the lines of the swords and soldiers on it were mottled, which looked particularly desolate and ancient, and the soldiers made a loud noise.

The altar shook, pouring scarlet lava and spewing towards the furnace, which covered the mouth of the furnace.

"When the blood sacrifice begins, those who want to obtain divine weapons can just drop the blood into the altar", Guan Yuchao paused, "Remember, it is the essence blood of the heart, not ordinary blood."

The 100,000 family looked at Guan Yuchao in shock, "The essence of blood in the heart, the essence of blood in the heart!"

For a while, there was a hint of hesitation in everyone, "The blood in the heart is very likely to hurt your foundation, even if the realm falls, it is not impossible."

Guan Yuchao waved his robe, put his hands behind his back, and left in the void, his expression looked arrogant, whether you drip blood or not, what do you have to do with me? If you want to get a divine soldier, you have to pay the price.

Seeing everyone in the Red Pond Villa leaving, the 100,000 family frowned slightly, and a bitter smile crossed the corner of their mouths, but the eyes looking at the desolate furnace did not change in the slightest, "The more precious the essence blood needed, the stronger the divine soldier is!"

"I'm coming!"

In the family of 100,000 families, a low voice suddenly sounded, and I saw a middle-aged man in a gray robe, rising like a cloud, forcing a drop of blood out of his heart, swaying on the altar, the blood flashed red, and disappeared on the altar in an instant.

The man in the air turned pale, and suddenly let out a mournful roar, the lotus light on his forehead surged, and the realm fell.

The 100,000 family shook their hearts again, and they seemed even more hesitant.

Suddenly, Tian Mengqi appeared on the altar, a drop of blood slipped down his fingertips, blended into the altar, the red light swelled, and then the blood disappeared, but Tian Mengqi's expression did not change in the slightest.

Then, Mopan appeared on the altar......

Young master of the three halls of the Heavenly Clan!

Eight Banners!

..................

In the field, more and more people flew into the sky, dripping blood, and their eyes flashed with hope.

Outside the Red Pond Square, everyone in the Jun Killing Hall suddenly appeared, and the anxious expression of the Great Elder of the Yu Clan and the Yan Clan eased.

"Young master, the blood sacrifice has begun, let's give it a try!" Yu Longbow looked at the evil Yu Zhan Song, and looked slightly eager, "The Eight Banners have all dripped blood, no matter how there is a glimmer of hope." ”

"Did you drop it too?" asked Yu Zhange.

"It's dropped, 100,000 families, millions of essence blood, almost everyone here is dropped, the young master has the marrow of the Feather Emperor, and his chance is bound to be not small", Yu Changbow said.

Yu Zhan Ge shook his head, "That's ...... Let's give it a try!"

As he spoke, he led the people toward the altar above the desolate furnace......

The pitch-black altar is mottled and simple, like a boundless demon domain, carrying hundreds of millions of years of blood, ancient and desolate! 100,000 people from the family, their eyes are resolute, and millions of essence blood slide down on their fingertips......