Chapter 343: The bodies of forty thousand mortals are comparable to those of gods

Shi Ling's face was also grim, "Do you know what you will face when you go back?" ”

Zhao Xingbang nodded: "I know." Maybe the next moment the bullet will hit the center of the eyebrow, and I will fall on the battlefield and die before dawn. But Sister Shi, I think it's worth it, thank you for taking me to see this prosperous world that I never dreamed of. I love it so much that I'm willing to give everything I have, including my life, to create this great world with my compatriots. ”

The young man's facial features are immature, but his eyes are resolute.

At the junction of prosperous and troubled times, gods and mortals stand opposite each other.

Shi Ling was in a trance, as if through Zhao Xingbang, he saw countless of him in the troubled times.

Countless of him braved the artillery fire, countless of him fell, but there were also countless of him who fought their way out.

Even if my Huaxia is a god, the body of 40,000 people can also be compared to a god!

No wonder, the god in the mouth of black and white impermanence is willing to sacrifice his life to enter the game, betting on his life to be able to defeat the gods of the West.

"Okay."

Shi Ling recited the mantra that Hades had conveyed to her through black and white impermanence, and at this moment, time stood still, pedestrians and vehicles on the road stopped, the clock on the tall building paused, and the bright and dim lights on all sides seemed to be distorted.

Not far from the side of the road, what Shi Ling didn't see was a middle-aged man wearing a yellow Meituan rider's costume, who stopped the motorcycle after half a beat.

Hades stared at the girl in the dark corner of the street, and there was a faint excitement in his deep eyes.

It's not that the people in their underworld are unwilling to personally send Zhao Xingbang back through the gap in time and space, but in this world, she is the only person who can urge that magic trick.

Hades rashly revealed the magic trick to Shi Ling, but in fact, she didn't know the bottom in her heart, after all, she gave up her life to enter the game, and after her fall, the divine power and bloodline all turned into the spirit of the earth, feeding thousands of living beings here. If it weren't for the fact that Emperor Xudu would have kept a trace of her divine vein at the cost of her soul, she would have concealed the sky......

Suddenly, Hades felt a powerful aura.

He looked up suddenly, and saw a girl in a black Lolita dress sitting on the edge of a tall building not far away, swaying her slender legs.

Kill the Angel, Cyra!

At the beginning, although the gods of the West won, the people of the East won, and before the fall of the gods of the East, all the ancient gods of the West who participated in the war were buried with them, and only the nine fallen angels remained.

In the end, the comprehensive judgment of the Heavenly Dao was that the East was victorious, and the East Dragon took off and rose.

Therefore, when Cyra enters the East, she will be suppressed by the Heavenly Dao and suppressed in strength.

But even so, Hades didn't dare to underestimate this Cyra who was so ruthless that he even killed his own people.

In the battle of the gods, in order to prevent the fallen angels from intervening in the mortal world, the eastern gods sacrificed themselves to enter the game, and the killing angels of the western camp did not know what madness they were doing, and slaughtered and devoured all the other eight fallen angels. Her strength is the assembly of the nine fallen angels, and even God is afraid of her.

Hades was ready to mobilize the Yin soldiers to fight with Cyra, but Sila on top of the tall building only glanced at him lightly, then looked intently in the direction of Shi Ling, shaking his legs lightly, and seemed to have no other plans.

Hades was far away, and what he didn't see was the excitement in Cyra's eyes and the madness of killing.

She stretched her muscles and sniffed like a cat, looking up to feel the familiar spiritual power surging around her.

Ah, what a long-lost breath.

She couldn't wait.