All Heavens Gou Xian

Chapter 353 Rebels
The reincarnated people are indifferent and ruthless, as if they are completely different from the race below.

After a while, the laser light from the Tower of Tongtian stopped, and the mortal race suffered heavy losses, blood flowed into rivers, and bones were everywhere.

The bugle sounded, and the bloody warriors reluctantly left the field and stopped rushing to the tower.

"It's almost time, it's time to harvest."

The tall reincarnation muttered something, got up and began to operate.

This world is just a pasture, and all living beings are sheep, and the two reincarnations are not the owners of the pasture, they are shepherds.

For the master, the main god, the emperor, harvest sheep, sometimes wool, but more often mutton.

In order to maximize profits, the bottom-level mercenaries and reincarnation will do anything.

The sightless gray-robed people can arrive here because of the acquiescence of the reincarnation, the magic spaceship can enter, it is their ignorance, and even the mortal race can form an army and attack the Tower of Babel, it is their ignorance, indulgence, and even to a certain extent facilitated.

As for why and how.

For they are shepherds, not destroyers.

Everything is for a better harvest, a more perfect exploitation.

Under the guidance of the tall reincarnated person, the tower of Tongtian blooms with brilliance, the network of laws is constructed, the line of cause and effect is connected, the land of thousands of miles is transformed into the realm of the underworld, and pure, iron-blooded, and brilliant souls float and are absorbed by the gravity of the tower of Tongtian.

Seeing this, the skinny reincarnation chuckled: "Give them hope and let them die voluntarily. Compared with us harvesting one by one, it's much easier."

The soul of a mortal is fragile, but after being tempered and baptized with iron and blood, a noble soul can often be bred, a holy spirit that makes angels admire, and a heroic soul that mortals will never forget.

In the center of a group of confused mortal souls, a little golden light emerged, and a golden holy spirit appeared.

The tall and thin reincarnated people stood up excitedly and shouted: "It's shipped, it's shipped!"

"This quality, golden legend, we brothers want to send it out."

Xia Changfeng, commander of the Third Army of the Salvation Army, raised his head in a daze, and his sanity began to recover.

"Where am I, where is this..."

"The battlefield?! Yes, the battlefield!"

"Kill the enemy, kill the enemy!" Xia Changfeng roared subconsciously

Familiar comrades around were unmoved, their souls hanging in confusion, letting the tower of Babel harvest.

"Are you all dead?"

Xia Changfeng looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar brothers in the same robe, the soul of his comrade-in-arms, and a complex emotion surged into his heart.

Wanting to cry, I touched my eye sockets with my hands, but there were no tears.

"So I'm dead too."

The soul has no tears.

What are you going to do after you die?
Xia Changfeng turned around and stared at the Tongtian Tower not far away, which was harvesting the souls of his comrades.

Sadness comes from the heart, anger comes from the heart.

With grief and anger, Xia Changfeng roared: "Evil demons blaspheme the living, and even the soul will not be spared after death."

The golden light was shining, and the power of the heroic soul burst out, breaking free from the shackles of the Tower of Tongtian.

Inside the Tower of Tongtian, the tall reincarnation sneered: "You can't beat us in life, and you still want to turn the world upside down after death?!"

Needless to say, the skinny samsara on one side directly started to operate, the Tower of Babel.

As an artifact to suppress everything and harvest all living beings, how could it be so simple.

Refined by the seven-star reincarnation, inserted into the origin of this world, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, constantly evolving, constantly sublimating, and constantly upgrading.

If it weren't for the two reincarnations to carry out the mission, I am afraid that they would not be able to touch the Tower of Babel in a lifetime.

The precious light is brilliant, reaching the sky, and the majestic and powerful force suddenly descends, and Xia Changfeng is repeatedly captured by a big Hunyuan hand.Xia Changfeng resisted vigorously, but to no avail. He received high-level weapons from all over the sky, as if the emperor ordered him to die, and the minister had to die.

Flying higher and higher, surpassing the wind, surpassing fire, surpassing electricity, surpassing the azure sky, Xia Changfeng's vast starry sky, gazing at the endless darkness, became the first human being to ascend the starry sky since the history of civilization.

However, the actual situation makes it too late for the star climbers to think about the vastness of the universe and the vastness of the world, and even more time to think about their own meaning and enjoy the glory of civilization.

Rising to the highest point, condescending, you can see a little bit of brilliance being attracted by the Tower of Tongtian, flying away from Oia, leaving the home star, and covering the tip of the Tower of Tongtian.

"Damn it! This is a game!"

Xia Changfeng's eyes widened with anger. As the commander of the Third Army of the Salvation Army, he has extremely high military ability and not bad political ability.

If you think about it with your brain, you will understand that the Tower of Tongtian is harvesting, and it is harvesting thousands of races.

The sacrifice of the race below, the trial of blood and tears, is just a game of cat and mouse for the enemy.

As a soldier, if possible, Xia Changfeng wanted to die with the Tongtian Tower and sacrifice this shame.

But power is power. As a quasi-immortal weapon, the Tower of Tongtian can resist the Holy Spirit who has not yet awakened the way of faith.

Under the starry sky, the despicable face of the reincarnation and Xia Changfeng's angry expression formed a stark contrast, creating a peerless painting.

"Oia, goodbye..."

"Drink, drink, drink!"

When the light comes out, the lotus flower appears, and the holy light of the lotus flower opens the way to heaven!

The ancient voice of prayer sounded: "The aroma echoes the heavens and the earth, and ignites the fragrance to penetrate the gate of heaven. The golden bird runs like a cloud arrow, and the jade rabbit shines like a wheel. The sky is full of Nanchen and Beidou, and the clouds of five colors are noisy. There is a temple in Ziwei Palace. The jade girl in the Taoyuan invites the gods, the fragrance stretches out for thousands of miles, and the flying clouds descend on horses..."

The expressions of the two reincarnations on the Tongtian Tower changed drastically, and they said in unison: "The rebels!"

Rumor has it that there are rebels who are secretly supported by senior reincarnations of the empire.

How come here.

The two reincarnations were terrified, but years of life-saving experience allowed them to quickly contact the empire headquarters.

The Lord God Dimension was reorganized into the Lord God Empire, but the functions did not change much.

For the low-level reincarnation, the main god is everywhere.

The reincarnated person contacts the Lord God, the sound of continuous prayer in the void, not diverted by external objects, after reciting the last scripture

"I would like to invite the Lord Tianhe, respectfully invite my teacher Shui Dejun, and then please invite the patriarch Mohe Lord, the gods and immortals will make a scene, and the compassionate rescue of the suffering will come to the lower realm. I issue the order of Xuanyuan God to hurry and wish!"

After the prayer was over, sandalwood suddenly appeared in the void, and golden flowers fell. With the sound of fairy music, a white scaleless celestial dragon turned, as if a river of heaven fell.

Tianlong rolls, Tianhe moves forward, only a smacking sound is heard, the nine floors of the Tongtian Tower are gone, only one base remains, and the uneven gap seems to be bitten by a dragon snake.

"The rebels are courting death!"

The support of the Lord God Empire, like the belated policeman in a gangster movie, arrived after the Tongtian Tower was destroyed and the reincarnated person died.

A sword of catastrophe cut through the Tianhe River and tore apart the phantom of the white sky dragon.

Standing in the starry sky, the ten thousand-zhang dharma figure, like a god and a demon, glanced at the incomplete Tongtian Pagoda, and his heart ached.

This is a magic weapon for fast promotion to a fairy weapon, and it is a rare treasure for the seven-star reincarnation!
Heartbroken and angry, coldly scanning the starry sky

"Who else?!"

(End of this chapter)