Mad Martial War Emperor

Don’t kill if you surrender, or you’ll be buried!

Ye Paragon was domineering for 10000 minutes. He pulled a rope in his hand and hung Yun Kong’s body directly at the highest point, suppressing the morale of the enemy.

The Zunlong army was in chaos, the power forward was dead, the army was dispersed, and Fronwen lost control of the army and became a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

Originally, the army in Zhenbei District had all the advantages. The 300,000 Savage Gods led by Emperor Longtian intercepted the Zunlong Army from the east and rushed into the area, showing 3 breadcrumbs. The Zunlong Army had no backhand.

It ’s just that the 1,000,000 troops of Jingfan are good. Zunlong waits pretty well, but unfortunately he miscalculated, that is, he should not pin his hopes on Jingfan House, let alone Zhang Fan, after all, Zhang Fan and Ye Qinghan’s relationship is extraordinary.

In less than half a day, the army was harvested. Except for the surrender of more than 20 10000 people, all others were beheaded and killed at the seven-eight li outside the city. The small pit was a little smaller, but the The words became true.

Ye Paragon grinned, this time it seems to be a bumper harvest. The resources of Zunlong Army must be his own.

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The situation in the extreme north is very good, but the southern part of Qingzun immortal country is as uncontrollable as flood discharge.

Yan Ao’s presence could not restore the defeat, because the Divine Race on the southern Xinjiang islands defeated nearly 10000000 million troops of the Paragon fairyland. Not only did their army not decrease, but they increased by several million troops.

Too ginger Divine Race has too much control! Controlled over 1000000 troops, all of them became dead.

The Paragon Fairyland shrinks the southwest part and no longer meets the Dijiang Race with Taijiang. The Qingzun Fairyland and Mount Everest have become the first front line of the Taijiang Divine Race, and it has become a Taijiang Divine Race. Leveled 2 mountains.

Yan Ao and Tai Hao did not block the Dijiang Race, but lost more than a dozen small cities, killed more than 30 million troops, and controlled nearly 10000 people.

Taijiang divine runes, it turns out to be the most horrible Divine General under the worship of Swire Lord God. Although Yan Ao led the army to kill hundreds of thousands of dead men, Taijiang Divine Race did not care about the lives of these dead men, and these dead men lost Self abilities are completely under the control of Tai Jiang Divine Race. He is not afraid of death, and Yan Ao is helpless.

Yan Ao relied on a southern main city, insisted on death, and spent too many months with Taijiang Divine Race. Both sides suffered heavy casualties, but Taijiang Divine Race did n’t lose at all. The losses were only those who died.

Yan Ao distressed his army, but unfortunately the enemy did not distress, and the situation would be very bad.

Yan Ao stood on the towering city wall of the main city, overlooking countless troops and mountain-dwelling corpses in front, one after another deep gully horrible to see, and the relief areas on the two sides in front were filled with the army and enemies of Qingzun fairyland Bones.

Da da da ……

Yan Ao’s fingertips hit the city wall made of black iron, and the pump light flickered, thinking in his heart how to break through the enemy’s side of the army, directly into the enemy’s hinterland, and beheaded by the clansman of the too ginger Divine Race.

Hua!

Lord Taihao came up and looked under the city wall with a heavy face, and said in a condensed voice, “Yan Hou, how to deal with this too ginger Divine Race? They have too many dead men, we ca n’t afford it, too ginger Divine Race doesn’t care about human life! “

Yan Ao took a deep breath and sighed, “This is not an ordinary enemy, just because they are not afraid of death, and too ginger Divine Race doesn’t care about human life, this battle is not easy to fight! Now if you can’t break through the enemy’s side, There is no way to harm the family of the Dijiang Race, and we will definitely lose this battle. “

Taijiang Divine Race is in control of nearly 10000000 million troops at this moment. Even if you take human lives to block, you can fight over the total number of the southern army of Qingzun Immortal, not to mention a group of people who are not afraid of death. The high Priest of Taijiang Divine Race He is also a leader and a big master. Although he does n’t take any action, he can still fight with both sides of Yan Ao, and he still has a slight advantage.

“If Zun Long waits for his withdrawal, the chess sages and I can join forces to defeat their phalanx, but once faced with the too ginger Divine Race family, the casualties will definitely be greater.” Yan Ao did not want to fight at this time Because it is impossible to win, even if you cooperate with the chess sage and win the too ginger Divine Race, Qingzun Xianguo will be defeated, and Zun Longhou will inevitably destroy Qingzun Xianguo.

Lord Taihao was even older at this time. I couldn’t think of Yan Ao and couldn’t stop the too ginger Divine Race.

The 5 Archaeological Lord God’s ritual inheritance has disappeared, and the Yan clan is the enemy of all people, and it has become a knot. There is no way to solve it.

“First stop, it is best to tow them towards Juefeng Mountain, a little less is a little.” Yan Ao whispered.

At this time, the Emperor Taihuang had no choice but to do as Yan Ao said.

Outside the main city, the army called the battlefield and slaughtered all around the city. Yan Ao had to send a large number of masters to stop, forming a fierce death battle.

High Priest is gray-haired, holding a dragon scepter, standing on a high platform, facing Yan Ao across the air.

“Youngster, the leader is good. If you don’t join me too ginger Divine Race, the old man gives you the position of coach.” High Priest’s voice was hoarse, but it penetrated directly into the proud ears.

Yan Ao’s brilliant flickering, inexplicable disgust in the heart of this too ginger Divine Race, Murderous intention in his eyes is restrained, the breath is stable, solemnly asked, “High Priest, what do you want to do? So sloppy human life, 4 attacks, is there no purpose? “

“Hahaha… old man wants the Water Element in the main city of South Mountain Range to worship the inheritance method of the water family dragon inheritance family and the inheritance of water family dragon heritage, Yan Hou, you give me these two distinct things, and then Allegiance to the old man, I can no longer slaughter. “High Priest said with a big smile.

There is indeed a Swire Divine Race inheritance in the main city of South Mountain Range, but it is not very famous because it is usually low-key.

Yan Ao looked at High Priest indifferently. If High Priest had hatred with this Archean Divine Race, he might compromise, but this too ginger Divine Race clearly does not want this inheritance, but all the inheritance and origin of Archaeological Ancient God Clan. After this time, they will also ask him to make the second, third, and even last time.

“High Priest, I’m afraid you have to stop at the main city of the South Mountain Range. I advise you to lead the troops to retreat and anger me. Not only will you not succeed, your ginger family may have to account here.” Yan Ao Cold voice replied.

High Priest laughs with confidence. Who can stop them in this world except Immortal Emperor?

“In this world, no one can stop the old man, a talented person chooses a patron of integrity, old man hopes you can see the situation clearly, old man will marry Goddess of the too ginger Divine Race and marry you, making you a world Big commander. “High Priest seduced.

Yan Ao said lightly, “High Priest, I ca n’t make plans together differently. What I said will never change. You can go back and kill to the end, at most both sides suffer.”

High Priest said flatly, “The old man can afford it, can you afford it? Man, what I have is that you can all become the dead men of the too ginger Divine Race. Kill one, and I will have ten more dead men. You are dead, but my dead can be ten times more! “

Yan Ao’s eyes were beating, his fingers were at the battle flag, and his heart was very weak.