They are soldiers, they are soldiers guarding the border, behind them is the motherland, they are relatives, they have no qualifications to retreat, it is their mission to block the enemy from the country, to die before everyone, the border army, not afraid of death, not afraid of death, no matter who the opponent is, to invade the territory of Dahua, unless, we die. ” tart=“_bnk“>jia.

"Form a long snake formation and kill the enemy. The man roared, giving orders.

No one stopped, the order was forbidden, and the army turned into a giant python, but the giant python in the eyes of ordinary people was as small as an earthworm compared to the giant beast.

The giant python rushed out, the determination to move forward, the sadness of never returning, the tragedy of never retreating.

The mayfly shakes the tree, and the mantis arm is used as a car, what kind of determination is this.

No one will laugh at their inadequacy, behind them is the motherland, countless people, protecting their families and defending the country, although they die without regrets.

"You can watch it, but you can't stand it, isn't it just an exotic pseudo-god, eating a certain sword. A voice appeared, and then a blue light flew out of the border of Dahua and appeared in the sky.

This blue light turned out to be a cyan sword, the sword body was rippling with blue light like the turquoise water waves, and the swaying green lotuses came to life in the sword body, and the breeze blew, and these green lotuses seemed to be swaying with the wind.

The hilt of the sword was held by a pale, thin hand, a plain robe, gray cloud shoes, and a withered yellow gourd at the waist. 35xs

The long gray hair was tied back casually, swaying in the wind at the moment, like a square and old-fashioned pale yellow face with a hint of chic and pleasure.

At this moment, he was looking up at the Pharaoh who was riding a sphinx-faced behemoth in the sky opposite, wisps of pale cyan air swirling around him, and the long sword in his hand trembled, making a buzzing sword sound.

The middle-aged swordsman was not afraid at this time, but excited. Excited, to be able to draw a sword and slash the gods.

"Old man, are you excited too. The middle-aged man looked at the long sword in front of him and said softly.

The long sword let out a crisp sword roar again.

"Then let's go and see the so-called God. The man's left hand slapped on his waist, and the gourd rose into the sky, tilting in the air, and an emerald green wine with a rich aroma poured into the man's mouth.

After drinking a pot of wine, the man's face was flushed at the moment, and he seemed to be a little drunk.

"Even the peaks go to the sky and the sky is not full of feet, and the dead pines are hanging upside down against the cliff!" A long roar, holding the sword, a cyan sword light flew out, only to see a green mountain appear out of thin air, straight into the green underworld, and at the same time, the dead trees that are coiled and tied grow between the cliffs.

The sword spirit is picturesque, and the sword intent is like a song.

In the next second, the man rushed towards the Pharaoh, and the picture scroll turned into a series of sword qi intertwined, and also rushed towards the Pharaoh. net

With the sword as the painting, the sword qi transforms into a formation, this style of sword move, it seems to be calm, but in fact, it kills the secret cloth, even if it is a big mountain, under this sword move, it will turn into powder.

However, his opponent was a god.

The pharaoh seemed to be aware of this, and he twisted his head mechanically, and his godless eyes glanced at the man who rushed towards him.

Something horrible happened, just a look, nothing else.

People saw that the sword qi around the man's body began to annihilate, and the man himself also began to annihilate, a black gas of death and decay poured out of the man's body, and the cyan sword began to decay like scrap iron at this moment, and layers of scarlet rust appeared on the sword body, and then the sword cracked inch by inch and turned into nothingness.

It's terrifying, it's incredible.

The people who were secretly watching also felt great horror at this moment, it was an indescribable palpitation, you know, the man who wielded the sword and slashed the gods, but he was not weaker than them, or rather, he was much stronger than the vast majority of people in the dark, but, just a glance, without the slightest resistance, without the slightest struggle, died like this.

This means that if they make a move, it will be the same outcome.

Despair surged into everyone's hearts, and the dark green python saw the tragic situation of the middle-aged swordsman on its head, but it did not stop and rushed towards the nearest giant beast.

What to do, who can overcome and stop the pace of this one.

Just as the middle-aged swordsman disappeared into the air, the pharaoh sitting on the sphinx-faced behemoth seemed to move his head to look at the sky.

But there was nothing under that sky, nothing.

Pharaoh turned his head again and continued his march towards Dahua.

Soon, in the blink of an eye, the Pharaoh had already arrived in front of the wall of light formed by the humane law net and the ground formation.

The Pharaoh looked at the wall of light in front of him and stretched out his hand, which was wrapped in white cloth, and wisps of black gas overflowed from the cracks between the cloths.

The black qi surrounded the hand, turned into a symbolic pattern, and then together with the hand, it slapped against the wall of light.

The network of humanitarian law suddenly shines brightly, and in that dazzling golden light, there are countless wills, which are the beliefs of all the people, "protect the family, defend the country, Yanhuang, China, Han ......"

Countless rays of light converged from all directions, and a flame burned under the network of humanitarian law.

An old man dressed in cloth, holding a wooden staff, with a cloak and a snake god appeared, and after the old man appeared, with a move of his left hand, the flame turned into a spark and fell on the palm of the old man.

When the old man appeared, the Pharaoh's outstretched hand actually stopped.

The Pharaoh turned his head to meet the old man's gaze.

"O king of a foreign land, why do you invade our borders? The old man said.

"Kill, kill!" the pharaoh didn't seem to have any thoughts, and after a pause, he suddenly had a black aura all over his body, shouting the word kill in his mouth, and then, facing the old man, he made a move.

This shot was extraordinary, in an instant, the wind and clouds were agitated, the black fog was filled, the towering pyramids loomed in the black fog, and a dirty yellow and muddy river swam out of the void and washed towards the old man.

Countless hands made of white bones stretched out from the black mist, ghosts floated one after another, and the aura of death, end, and desolation emanated, and the world seemed to have become an underworld in an instant.

A pair of coffins rose and fell in the dirty yellow and turbid river, and the ancient runes on the coffins exuded a strange light.

All this was just a vision caused by the Pharaoh's action.

The dry and rotten hand of the Pharaoh occupies the whole world at the moment in the eyes of the old man, and the so-called one hand covering the sky is nothing more than that.

The old man looked at the palm in front of him, his body did not retreat but advanced, "Fire!" A desolate call, that came from the eternal cry, that is countless beliefs, at this moment, it seems that countless people are shouting together, "Fire!"