Each of the sacrificial soldiers had a resolute and determined expression, and they were reciting these words before they died.

Wu Shan's pupils had narrowed to the maximum, and what he saw could not be described in words.

All the soldiers, when the blade is inserted into the heart, the body begins to disintegrate and collapse.

The real river of blood, the river of blood that fills the eyes of Wushan.

Wu Shan's eyes became hazy, and he didn't know whether his eyeballs were drowned in tears or blood.

When Wushan could see clearly, there was no longer a figure in front of him, and all the soldiers of the Terran Forward Battalion sacrificed him.

"Kill!"

"Die!"

"Take your life!"

Three roars came from the river of blood, which was gradually absorbed and gradually decreased.

Until the river of blood completely disappeared, on the wasteland, three war gods who were about the same height as the barbarian saint clones were revealed.

It was the generals who were blessed by the military array and sacrificed by the soldiers.

At this moment, the three generals were wearing blood-colored robes, and each of them was holding a big sword, a giant axe, and a sickle and gun.

Roar......

Roar......

Roar......

After three roars, the three great generals had already formed a three-talent formation, encompassing the barbarian clone in the distance.

Moo......

The Barbarian clone roared into the sky, and he felt his majesty being provoked.

The barbarian clone clasped his hands together, chanting a mysterious barbarian language in his mouth, and with him as the center, a terrifying tide of attraction appeared.

All the barbarians of the barbarians were attracted by the barbarian clone, and not a single barbarian was afraid, and not a single barbarian flinched.

On the contrary, all the barbarian warriors had expressions of honor and pride on their faces.

To be one with the great barbarian saint is a supreme honor for these barbarians.

The barbarians in the wasteland were absorbed in a few breaths, and even the three generals who had been caught in the past were almost sucked through.

Call......

A terrifying, but invisible, aura swept across the wasteland, changing the color of the heavens and the earth, and making the entire wasteland tremble.

In the distance, the Great Wall of the Terrans.

A few figures stood on the city wall, looking in the direction of the aura that changed the color of the heavens and the earth.

"It's the breath of a barbarian saint!"

"The breath is uncertain, it's not the deity, it's the doppelganger, or it's a projection!"

"The big war is about to start, and the peaceful days of our human race are numbered!"

"It's a pity that the Zhou family kid!"

"It is our honor that my Zhou family can die on the battlefield!"

"This time it's just a mutual temptation and a small fight, let's go and prepare!"

“……”

Deep in the wilderness, Tianban Mountain.

At the highest peak of Tianman Mountain, the top of the mountain was slashed away by an unknown power, this is the highest place, but it is also a large platform.

Nine skinny white-haired old men sat around here, panting and whispering.

"The breath of the Great Saman is gone!"

"If it's gone, it's gone, anyway, he's all guilty and meritorious!"

"Da Saman did a good job this time, the breath of the barbarian saint has appeared in the wasteland, but I don't know if it's a doppelganger or a deity."

"Guarding the Holy Mountain, the result will soon be known!"

"It's okay if it's the deity, but if it's a doppelganger, what's the use of him?"

“……”

It's strange that there are many high-level people who are paying attention to the war in the wasteland, whether it is a human race or a barbarian.

However, none of the top leaders put forward the idea of supporting the battlefield.

And the war in the wasteland has been slaughtered to the ground.

The barbarian clone and the three generals of La Yan, Xue Hai, and Tie Sha fought together, and the battle was inseparable.

Wushan saw with his own eyes that after the barbarian clone absorbed all the barbarians, he grew into three heads and six arms, and each arm held a weapon, which was a spear, a plate axe, and a broadsword.

Moreover, the barbarian saint clone doubled in height again, and the siege of the three generals seemed a little stretched.

The strong wind swept wildly, the fighting spirit was rampant, and there was a light snow between the heavens and the earth.

The three generals like the god of war, who exchanged blood for blood, exchanged injuries for injuries, and fought with the barbarian saint clone.

The blood they flowed out, soaked in snowflakes, all coagulated into blood lipids, the scene was heart-palpitating, and the soul felt shivering.

Confucian general Zeng Houyu squinted his eyes, looking at the battlefield where the bloody battles continued, and he knew that the time for the three generals to last was running out.

The next step has to be taken, or it will be too late.

"Reader, listen to me!"

"Sacrifice Wenqi, sacrifice luck!"

Hearing this, Wushan was a little confused.

Without waiting for Wushan's reaction, Wushan and they had been protecting the scholars in the rear, and they all took action.

There was a strange and inexplicable aura on all the readers, and Wu Shan looked surprised, because Wu Shan saw a picture that was difficult for him to describe.

The Wenqi Dadou is broken!

The literary spirit in the chests of all the scholars behind Wushan was shattered!

In exchange, there is a terrifying amount of literary atmosphere, as well as a huge luck that Wushan knows, but does not understand.

"Stroke of luck, condensation!"

"Brother Wen Bin, take the pen!"

Confucian general Zeng Houyu condensed a dark yellow qi luck pen out of thin air in his hand, there was no substance, but it was there, it had always existed.

Among the representatives of the scholars, Ma Wenbin made a move, and the pen of luck came to him.

Ma Wenbin took a deep breath, and prepared to use the luck of everyone's sacrifice as the pen and the tone of writing as the ink, to write an article that had been prepared a long time ago, to help the three generals, and to put the last bargaining chip for this war.

Poof!

A dark green long sword came out through his chest, Ma Wenbin staggered, the feather fan in his hand fell off, the scarf was messy, and the person also took two steps forward.

Ma Wenbin turned his head and looked at his friend Mu Rui, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Brother Rui, why is that?"

"Hey, hey, hey...... Why...... You ask me why...... For Xi Yao, of course...... Why did you snatch my Xi Yao...... Why ......"

The scholar named Mu Rui is Ma Wenbin's close friend and comrade-in-arms.

It was only at this turning point that he became a traitor.

It came so suddenly, so unexpectedly.

Quack Quack ......

Mu Rui let out a strange laugh, and countless dark green auras emerged from his body, covering his entire body.

"The Book of Sin...... He was defiled...... He's a rebel! ”

It was Song Lian who shouted this sentence, Ma Wenbin, Mu Rui, and Song Lian are the three most admired among the scholars in addition to Sun Laofuzi and Sun Zi Sun Jing, and they are also the representatives of the readers.

Now, at this most critical moment, Mu Rui has hit Ma Wenbin hard and revealed his rebellious identity.

"Hahaha...... Rebel...... Rebel...... I love that title! ”

"Regarding the luck and temperament of the Terrans, I have already sacrificed, and I have nothing to do with the Terrans, hahaha......"

"It's just that Ma Wenbin, can he still show his talent?"

"Hahaha...... Quack quack ......"

The scholar Mu Rui went crazy, for the sake of a woman, he attacked his friends, gave up his family, teachers and friends, and betrayed the human race.

really responded to that sentence, every time you slaughter more dogs, you are mostly readers.