Emperor Beiteng choked, and was so angry that Yeluo, a stinky boy, said so bluntly that his beard curled.

The ancestors are stilted, this guy Yeluo is really worthy of being the grandson of the old guy, and he is as annoying as him.

Immediately, Emperor Beiteng turned his head to look at Ye Xu on the side and wanted him to help persuade him to leave, who knew that this guy also bowed his head elegantly to show his agreement, which made Emperor Beiteng even more speechless.

He trembled and stretched out his hand and pointed at the two brothers: "You...... You guys are ......."

Do they really know how important they are to the Empire?

If Emperor Beiteng is destroyed, this is nothing, what is destroyed is just dead things, for a country, what really matters is "people"!

As long as there are successors who can survive, the Beiteng Imperial Capital will have the day to recast its glory, how can you be afraid of destruction?

But if they insist on staying and coexisting with this Beiteng Imperial Capital, then the Imperial Capital may really not have a day to be rebuilt.

Emperor Beiteng was destroyed, and the empire and forces around him naturally would no longer hibernate.

The struggles for power are bloody and murderous, and if everyone is buried here, who will protect the people and people who really need to be protected?

Just when Emperor Beito was about to say something, Ling Aotian, who was standing aside, suddenly pointed to the sky and said, "Wind ...... Seems small? ”

A simple sentence attracted everyone's attention to the canopy, even Emperor Beiteng was no exception.

And the sea of blood in the sky seemed to freeze for a moment, and then, the tyrannical energy and power crushed in, causing the sea of blood to sink suddenly......

"Boom—"

"This ...... What happened?! "Emperor Beiteng was stunned, could it be that things have taken a turn for the better?

In the distant sky, a scalp-tinging scene is being staged, which is enough to shock people's eyes.

If you hadn't known that this was a game of five people, it would have made people mistakenly think that they had fallen into the ancient battlefield!

Under the blood-red light and shadow, countless terrifying ghasts crawled out of the sea of blood, overwhelmingly swept towards Ye Cangxiong, Pei Ming, Mo Xie and Yun Yin, who occupied the four corners of the sky......

The young man in red stood in the middle of the sea of blood, crawling all over his body with totems and imprints, and thick blood kept coming out from under his feet, and the young man's face was as pale as snow......

Red and white, danger and purity, these two colors miraculously blended together at this moment.

Under the command of Hong Yuan, the blood soldiers seemed to be fearless and soulless, wielding the vulnerable blood weapons in their hands, and attacking their targets one after another.

Even if they were crushed by the Xuanqi of the four people in the next moment, they did not stop their steps, because their master, their king, did not let them stop.

The four of Ye Cangxiong were pressed by the endless stream of blood soldiers, their faces were a little ugly, such an attack was the embodiment of foreign blood, although the lethality was not large, but there were many of them, if it was a protracted battle, they would deal with it very passively in the case of protecting the Beiteng Imperial Capital.

What stunned the four of them the most was that they seemed to have underestimated the power of Hongyuan again......

He was able to concretize so many blood soldiers at the same time...... With such spiritual power, it is estimated that even they can't reach it.

Hongyuan, what kind of monster is he, dressed in a beautiful coat?

With a wave of one hand, he pinched and exploded a piece of blood soldiers, Mo Ye squinted his eyes and said, "Ye Cangxiong, we may need to make a decision, if we continue like this, we have no advantage." ”

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Hahahaha, the two texts were passed on wrong...... Sweat......

(End of chapter)