If you don't become an immortal, you will end up as an ant!

This is the consensus in the hearts of countless cultivators.

In front of the state apparatus, no one can resist, not even the Hundred Supremes!

The relationship between the cultivator and the state has always been delicate, and it seems that the cultivation realm has the upper hand, but in fact it is not. After all, the cultivation realm has not been united, it can be said that it is a plate of scattered sand, and it cannot be compared with the country that has condensed extremely terrifying.

The peace and quiet in the past is undoubtedly the ink of the agreement between the two huge forces, and only if the cultivator does not touch the foundation of the country, this huge machine will not operate. Therefore, the cultivators seem to be beautiful and do not put the country in their eyes, but they are just superficial signs, involving fundamental interests, even if they are as strong as the dragon group, the largest force in the universe, they must bow down in front of the state apparatus.

The big man's angry scolding was like a thunderbolt, shocking everyone.

After the fright, there was only deep ridicule and regret in the eyes of the Endless Cultivator.

A soldier's duty is to defend his home and country. The glory of the nation is higher than the life of the individual.

The angry scolding was about to stop, and in the eyes of the four generals, the killing machine of Sen Han surged, and an invisible momentum spread like a storm. This kind of murderous aura makes people feel cold in their muscles and bones, and the four generals are like Shura who have come out of hell, with murderous intent.

No one could remain indifferent under this murderous aura, and the god of war was also frightened, and everyone looked at the four generals with only awe.

A soldier with this kind of murderous aura must have experienced the baptism of war, broke through in the battle, and achieved nirvana in blood.

In today's universe, the only place where disputes occur is in front of the butcher's knife of dead creatures.

The cultivators of the cultivation realm, the gods are great, and the mana is through the mysteries, but the longer they live, the more they care about life, even in the face of the large-scale invasion of dead creatures, half of the cultivators would rather hide in the rear than go into battle to kill.

At the moment of crisis, it was these fearless warriors who shouldered the burden of saving mankind with their immature shoulders.

In the face of these bloody soldiers on the front line, all the monks were a little red-faced, and the only respect in their hearts was shame.

Although they are ashamed. Shame, but after a second thought that they were, as always, will not go to the front line to fight the dead creatures. In their view, life is above all else.

"What do you say. Say it again to Lao Tzu General Fangcai!" General Mi is like an angry lion, and his iron-blooded momentum swept away, like a mountain suppressed in his heart.

The big man staggered his gaze a little timidly, but still didn't give up: "I only live for myself!"

"Good, good, good!" General Mi laughed angrily.

The big man took a few steps back with some fear, even with his battle commander-level cultivation, he would change color under such a killing machine.

"Whoever else is not convinced, they will stand up for Lao Tzu!" General Mi suppressed the anger in his heart and roared in a deep voice.

The 80,000 soldiers were silent, like a stone statue, but everyone could clearly feel that the temperature around them dropped rapidly, the rising sun was a little dim, and the slightly swirling breeze was like a sharp knife, cutting everyone's muscles and bones.

No one dares to speak out, who can block the endless bite of 80,000 tigers and wolves?

With a cold snort, the corners of Admiral Mi Guo's mouth raised a mocking smile: "This is the so-called cultivator, this is the high immortal, no one dares to fight in the face of mortals, I feel sorry for you!"

Every word, like a heavy hammer, smashed into the proud but fragile hearts of everyone, making them ashamed and ashamed. Most of the people lowered their heads with red faces, but some cultivators had their eyes breathing fire, clenching their fists and glaring angrily, if it weren't for the fear of cutting-edge technology, some people would have jumped out to rebel.

"For a long time, the state has endured and endured your self-proclaimed invincible cultivators, and your so-called pride is nothing more than the state's charity. Now that you have been insulted and your dignity is so insulted that no one dares to fight, are you worthy of being called a cultivator? You are not even as good as a dog!"

The rice admiral will continue to sneer.

Finally, some cultivators couldn't help it, and they came out of the crowd with angry expressions, walked up to the big man and stood still, glaring at the four generals angrily.

"Shi Ke can't kill him!"

"Do you deserve my humiliation?" General Mi Guo sneered disdainfully, "It's just a rat!"

"If you don't have heavy troops, what are you?" the big man sneered.

General Mi Guo didn't care at all, and laughed and said: "Isn't it the rule of your cultivator world?

"Don't you cultivators boast of being invincible, today I want to see how you can compete with the heroes of the universe, our greatest warriors!"

snorted coldly, looked around, and his contemptuous eyes were like feathered arrows, attacking the dignity of all people.

Before the words fell, the void suddenly rumbled, as if it was about to collapse, everyone changed color, and looked up together, only to see that above the canopy, three demon gods stepped into the void.

The three of them stood side by side, with equal power, and they were the four ace warriors, mechanical warriors, orc warriors, and berserk warriors.

However, the energy fluctuations emanating from the three of them were far beyond the ability of ordinary warriors, and they had reached the peak of battle commanders.

"You, if you can defeat the three strongest warriors, I can pardon your capital crimes!" General Mi Guo, pointing to the hundred people in front of him, his face was full of frost.

"Is that true?" said the big man's face. Although the momentum of the three warriors is impressive, they are only the cultivation of the battle commander, and among the hundreds of people on their side, there are ten strong people at the level of the battle commander, not to mention the battle generals and immortal soldiers. Even if the commander of the show is on the sidelines and adopts the tactics of crowds, the three soldiers can be killed in a pile.

"Thirty seconds!" Admiral Mi raised three fingers and laughed lightly: "If you can hold on to the hands of the three fighters for thirty seconds, you will win!"

When everyone heard this, they were furious, and the big man came out of the crowd and snorted coldly: "If they can survive thirty seconds in our hands, we will lose!

Admiral Mi took a few steps back and stared at the three warriors coldly: "Thirty seconds later, I don't want to see a living person!

"For glory!" The three warriors were like dead wood, without the slightest emotion, with only rage and blood in their eyes, they were born to fight, to kill.

An orc warrior, nine feet tall, with a tiger's body and a human face, a hideous appearance, whining and whining in the air whining from an iron house. The Tiger roared, and the orc warrior rushed over like a light smoke.

Berserker, ten feet tall, with knotted muscles and thick bones, stood there like an ancient brute. A kick cracked the ground, and the Berserker roared and followed.

The mechanical warrior was the most eerie, his palms roared, condensing two death-light war knives, the pitch-black blades were two meters long, and the void was constantly cracked. Two orange-red flames erupted from his feet, reaching the speed of light in an instant, and the last to strike first, rushing into the crowd before the two warriors.

The slaughter! It was a one-sided massacre.

Before the big man's sneer was on his lips, he was killed by the mechanical warrior who had reached the speed of light, and a black light flashed, and the big man's head and a handful of blood rushed into the sky.

The three warriors completely annihilated the human feelings, the six desires were gone, the seven emotions were gone, and they let the attack pour down on their bodies, and they did not feel a trace of pain.

This kind of modified warrior uses more or less genetic drugs, as long as they don't die instantly, even the most serious injuries can be easily repaired. Therefore, although the attack of the crowd was terrifying, it could not stop the butcher's knife of the three people.

The claws of the orc warriors were extremely sharp, and no one could block a single claw, even the defense of the strong at the commander level was crushed in one fell swoop. The tiger roared repeatedly, and the terrifying sonic attack swept in all directions, shattering the eardrums of all the cultivators.

Berserker was the most astonishing, like the muscles of a hill flashing with metal, easily blocking most of the attacks, although the attacks of several commanders slashed their chests with blood, and even deep to the bone, but the berserker did not feel a trace of pain at all, but instead stimulated his ferocity, and his fists fell out, smashing the two commanders into flesh.

The mechanical warrior is the most terrifying, it is a machine that is completely born for killing, and the death-light war knife is criss-crossed, cutting the cultivator into ashes, and the whole body is wrapped in a layer of metal, even the strong man at the level of the commander cannot leave a trace on it. The mechanical warriors were like entering a no-man's land, with speeds exceeding the speed of light, slaughtering all cultivators.

Seeing the three warriors who were like killing machines, the surviving cultivators finally felt horror from the bottom of their souls, and they were about to flee with a miserable howl. Before he moved, he kissed his head, and then blood spurted out like a fountain, staining the sky red.

When the orc warrior punched through the last commander, all the monks who rebelled were slaughtered.

Twenty seconds, just twenty seconds!

The ten battle commanders and the three hundred cultivators were slaughtered by the three killing machines.

The eyes of the three warriors became extremely frightened, as if they were staring at a demon god.

Lin Qing, who used his divine sense to capture this scene, was also shocked, the three warriors were purely born for killing, and compared with the flesh alone, his immortal medicine body was weaker, after all, he was a flesh-and-blood human being, and he couldn't be as ignorant as the three warriors, he would only kill blindly.

"See, this is the self-proclaimed invincible cultivator, in the hands of our most powerful warriors, but a flock of lambs to the slaughter!" General Mi Guo laughed loudly.

Although some people are not convinced, they have not stood up, the lessons of the past are there, and no one is stupid enough to touch their brows now.

"Very good!" Admiral Mi was very satisfied with everyone's reaction, and slowly raised two fingers: "The second condition, after finding the emperor's divinity, all of you will serve the country for three years!"

The second condition of the general made everyone furious again, they were all arrogant and free to become a habit, and they should be restricted from using their freedom for three years without compensation, and no one could remain indifferent. This time, everyone started to rage.

Ignoring the sky-high killing intent, General Mi Guo laughed: "If you resist, I don't mind killing you all! This time, it's not just three soldiers!"

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