The Great Conqueror

Two hundred and seventy-one burning-soul subwoofer

"boom"

Dozens of heads rushed into the pupils of the wolf wolf in front of them, and felt the danger instinctively.

But it was too late, the sound waves passed, and the monsters seemed to be hit by a giant bell. With a "hum" in their heads, blood from the eyes, ears, nose, and nose splashed and rolled over.

Blood couldn't stop the rock wolves, but they were completely angry. The war songs of the orcs are their natural enemies, either live or die.

Symbol of madness and group-rock wolf monster

Representative of Faith and Power——Warsong Troupe

A collision.

Either you die or I die, the battle song is roaring, the power of faith is surging, this is the collision of life and death.

A wave of sounds exploded, and nearby rock wolf monsters bleed and died. Everyone was fighting with their souls. Even Emma, ​​Lanu and his adventurers were infected, and the followers battled. Roar, maybe they are not warsong priests, but the courage and strength of the orcs are the same, they all have beast souls inside.

Courage, indifferent courage, reappears in the orcs

"My right fist opens up and turns into a dragon

The earth's heart beats turbulently

Adjusted the time and space of the sunrise in the east,

Back to the floodlands to dominate and manipulate "

"My right fist opens up and turns into a dragon

The earth's heart beats turbulently

Adjusted the time and space of the sunrise in the east,

Back to the floodlands to dominate and manipulate "

………………………………………………

When the Warsong ceased, the Rock Wolf was dead. Every Warsong priest held his head up. They truly felt the glory and finally understood what the true Warsong priest was.

Zou Liang took a sip of the cigar and blew it out in a circle. "From now on you are a Warsong Priest, ... trainee."

Everyone cheered for a while. Lanu and the adventurous eyes were envious. That was a kind of respect from the heart. This was the Arthur priest in Lanu's mind. Sure enough, it was better and stronger than he thought.

But if it ’s the monster world, they are too happy. The two consecutive team song attacks have disrupted the entire underground world. The monsters in this map are messy, usually have their own sites, and are in the common enemy. Gathered under the guidance of.

Looking at the countless black spots appearing on the grassland, the expressions of everyone became dignified, this has reached the point where it has nothing to do with courage.

Lanu's face was pale, but he gritted his teeth and made the hardest decision, "Priest Arthur, you lead the priesthood first. This is the future of the empire. We will lead people away from these monsters."

Humans are selfish, but in some cases personal life and death can indeed be set aside, because Lanu felt the same thing in Arthur.

He was convinced, and so was the fifteen adventurers who followed him. The adventurers cherished their lives, but at this moment they were willing to make sacrifices.

For many years, Lanu finally had the pride of his youth. He was wearing copper equipment and his dagger. There was no rust.

He felt that he was still not old

Zou Liang looked at the monsters that appeared on the horizon, and looked at the warriors who had been overdrawn but not afraid of the color. Zou Liang really felt that his orc was really good.

Everyone has done their best. The next task is his. Since he can bring them in, he will definitely take them out.

"President Ranu, today is the day when my Warsong Priesthood is formally established, so please let me once and be an audience."

The cigar burned out, and he tossed it away. Zou Liang took a deep breath and put the scepter in front of him.

Bronze-grade warsong priests are so young, but what can they do in the face of thousands of monsters?

Even a Jin Yao-level fighter can only protect himself here and kill the enemy. God knows that he will kill the monkey year.

The question is who can protect these exhausted priests?

escape?

It is strange that this idea that usually appears in the mind for the first time, but this time did not appear in the mind of Lanu and the adventurer.

In the sight, all the wild monsters were wild and throbbing, going forward and succeeding, powerful and violent. Everything that blocked the way of the monster was crushed and crushed.

The orcs never retreat, fearless death

Rather die valiantly and escape without humiliation

Honor, faith, above all

Obviously everyone here has done it.

Looking at the trust in the eyes of Lu Yao, Emma, ​​Lanu and others, Zou Liang finally found his own existence, and his life was not worthless.

"Very good" Zou Liang's eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly radian: "Look at what level I am."

Zou Liang also needs to recognize himself, to what extent can his war song, without any luck

The prelude of the gentle extreme storm war song and the crazy monster tide form a sharp contrast. In front of the monster beast, how helpless and humble a war song priest is.

Zou Liang's bronze-sold warsong scepter exudes a faint light, and with the constant ups and downs of the warsong, it looks equally weak.

But Zou Liang's heart is gradually burning. He loves this profession. He is proud to be a Warsong Priest. He is proud to stand here today and fight with these people.

He wants to make life go on

~~~~~ Ah ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Zou Liang's hands opened, and the extreme treble broke out. This is a person's voice, but it is better than thousands of horses. This is Zou Liang's own burning, without luck, as he said to others Yes, today he did it himself.

~~~~~ Ah ~~~~~~~~~~~~

The gale rises and the ground gravel suspends. This is a song of extreme warfare that intoxicates the soul.

Storm limit

The indiscriminate battle song is overwhelmingly killing the monster tide, this is the first time to make a full shot after upgrading to bronze.

The monsters on the first floor spurted blood from their noses and noses, rushing to death, but the monsters behind continued to follow.

Continuous treble also has Zou Liang's limit, but this time is different.

After the extreme treble, the sound suddenly turned down and suddenly fell from heaven to hell.

Eighteen floors of purgatory

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t, t, t, t

The soul singing is matched with Zou Shen stick ’s world-wide pair of subwoofers. Every sound, the sky is responding, and the earth is shaking. If the extreme treble is out of the **** of the world, go straight to Jiuxiao. In response, the roar of God.

Every sound is ringing the whole world.

Zou Liang didn't have these monsters in his mind at all. The wild power broke out unbridled from him. At this moment, he saw Pope Benedict VIII, the invincible battle song of the legendary realm.

Heaven and earth

I can do everything

The scepter shines brightly, the battle song roars, and the rows of monsters fall down. What is this?

What is it

Lanu didn't know ~ www.readwn.com ~ He was going crazy, and some of the adventurers who followed him even fell to the ground unconsciously and worshiped. This is the power of the beast god.

Legend has it that the true song of war is the invincible power of the world, worshipped 500 years ago and 1,000 years ago.

Legend returns to Mengjia

All warsong priests looked up at the people in front of them, enjoying the baptism of warsongs, shaking their bodies over and over, shaking their souls with strength and courage.

Fearless

There is a great profession in this world called Warsong Priest

I don't know when the war song stopped, the monster was gone, and the tide of monsters was blown away stupidly. If it were not for the eyes, no one would believe it.

Zou Liang stowed the scepter, slowly turned around, slammed, lit the cigar, a cigarette ring, and two words popped out of his mouth—home

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