Chapter 31: The Poison of Sacrifice

Everyone is messy, is there such a shameless person in this world?

This sycophant is too naked, isn't it?

Forget about the boundless mana and the world's supernatural power, the key is that you are even immortal and immortal...

This is completely out of the logical realm...

Still under your command, one, two, three?

The men in our alliance are all straight, although Lord Aishu is indeed powerful and invincible, but if he is so shameless, how can he shout?

But looking up, it seems that Aiki-sama is very happy and looking forward to it, if we don't keep up, isn't it a little inappropriate?

The big guys are very melancholy... It seems that I can only accompany you to be shameless...

The grand occasion of the opening ceremony was repeated, and after a few times, the slightly immature voice of Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was covered by the tsunami-like shouts of the mountains, followed by the rolling resentment value and the worship value mixed with it...

He smiled happily, this realm has gone up, and the double value given is wow!

The contribution of more than 2,000 people is worth tens of thousands of people at the opening ceremony!

"Wow, Lord Xiangshu, you are really bold, directly 10,000 worship values! You are such a big leader and still worship me, how embarrassed!"

For the sake of the 10,000 worship values, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was even more motivated, and he hollowed out his mind to turn over the tricks back and forth, and in the end, even Xiangshu had an illusion, whether he sneezed himself, and the black pressure of the Kun clan on the opposite side disappeared...

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"When did the Alliance guys become so shameless?"

On the other side of the cliff, the king of the mountain has a black line.

"But those words sound good, but the protagonist is wrong, do you want your subordinates to learn a few words when you go back?"

The king of the mountain got up, and on the surface, Xiangshu, who was gnawing on the leg of the ox, had been paying attention to it with his spare eyes, and he immediately became alert when he saw this.

But before he could make a move, he saw the mountain king Shi Shiran walked down the golden armor and came to the edge of the cliff, and then with a wave of one hand, a layer of gray mist spread, surging forward, where the mist went, a wide stone bridge with a length of thousands of meters meandered forward, and countless Kun people took a step forward together.

There was a loud 'boom', and the entire underground space seemed to tremble.

Then, the endless tide of insects merged into a black tide of rage, surging forward as the stone bridge extended.

"All on alert!"

Aiki's voice was still calm and firm, but only those who knew him best would know that this adult was actually a little flustered.

Otherwise, how could he say something like vigilance with his temper? A long time ago - Lao Tzu's big knife is already hungry and thirsty, brothers follow Lao Tzu!

At their level, they will have some special inductions when they encounter opponents, and the pressure on Xiangshu from the Mountain King is too great.

Although the previous words sounded very cool, he didn't think that he really had a boundless life and was immortal, and when he encountered an enemy like the Mountain King, he would probably still have to kneel...

It's too strong!

At the time of the Battle of Haicheng, Xiangshu had not yet been born, and although the information of that battle was clearly recorded in the new millennium chronicle, everyone knew that the most critical thing was definitely not among them.

All you can see is what you want to see, and that's true of any regime.

It wasn't until he stepped through that threshold and many of the alliance's secret materials were all open to him that he knew what had happened back then!

Two demi-saint masters, thirty-one grandmasters, 100,000 guards, and countless civilians, that is the loss of the alliance in the battle of Haicheng!

The reason why it was two and a half was because there was a holy master who had never fallen, but because he was too injured and overdrawn, his realm could no longer recover, and he finally became the dean of the Alliance Academy.

That was the Tiger King, the Great Elder of the Alliance a hundred years ago, the number one master of the Alliance, and the genius who had the most hope of stepping into the Immortal Realm back then.

And now what he is facing is the culprit who caused all this, the strongest master in the history of the Kun clan, the Mountain King, how can he not panic?

However, panic and fear are two different things.

In a panic, there are thousands of brothers behind him, and in the face of such a strong enemy, he is estimated to be incapable of sheltering.

What's even more panicked is that behind him is Tianjing, which is a matter of life and death for tens of millions of people, and the matter is very high.

But he wasn't afraid.

If he was afraid, decades ago he was having a bright future, how could he be called by the alliance to join the team of nine deaths?

Who knows what kind of hardships he has endured for his current achievements? In the cemetery of the headquarters, under the stone tablets are the loyal bones of his comrades-in-arms!

is an iron-blooded person, why is he afraid of life and death?

Facing the rolling insect tide, Aiki took a deep breath, and then a loud roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

A sound wave visible to the naked eye swept past like a hurricane, and the surging fog was stagnant, and after the fog, on the huge stone bridge that suddenly appeared, a wind blade brought up a puff of black blood, just one move, hundreds of Kun people were directly torn apart.

However, the number of Kun people is too much, and this casualty is nothing at all.

Soon the mist spread forward again, and the stumps and severed arms in front of them were also covered in the insect tide.

A dull footstep sounded, and Aiki's pupils shrank.

In the distance, in addition to the Mountain King, the huge giant armored monsters also came forward, and on each monster, there was a master who was at least a master of the Grandmaster Realm, and several of them had even broken through that threshold, exuding a transcendent momentum.

This abyss is more than 1,000 meters long, and the speed of the fog is neither fast nor slow, and it will take more than ten minutes at most to arrive.

"Even if the King of the Mountain doesn't make a move, these little bugs alone will be enough trouble... Now, there is only some other means... I hope the old folks of the Presbyterian Council will help me, I don't think it will be long before that..."

Xiangshu let out a long breath and waved his hand behind him: "Chiling, I can only rely on you!"

Among the inner guards, three soldiers with thin bodies and faces full of spots lined up and bowed deeply to him: "My lord, leave it to us!"

Xiangshu glanced at them deeply and sighed lightly: "As long as I don't die, I will take care of your mother-in-law and children!

The three of them laughed, the first one pointed to the abyss in front of them, shook his head and said, "My lord, there are so many brothers in front, can you take care of them?"

In the long laughter, he took the lead in grabbing, and with a 'bang', a pair of short fleshy wings appeared behind him, and he glided forward.

Aiki didn't say anything more, and his eyes followed suit.

A few dozen meters before the fog, the warrior suddenly exploded with a 'bang' and turned into a cloud of colorful liquid.

Xiangshu exhaled and spoke, and the hurricane rose again, breaking through the mist with the liquid and spilling into the insect tide...

Suddenly, a miserable hiss sounded, and within a radius of several hundred meters, all the Kun tribes rolled on the spot, turning into puddles of pus in an instant.

The Kun clan in the rear was still surging forward, but as long as it was stained, it would also follow in its footsteps, and for a while, the pace of the insect tide was suddenly chaotic.

The poison of the Red tribe's sacrifice is as fierce as this...