Tyrant: In the past life, the heroines broke down in tears

Outside the River Tulo Book, in the main hall of the Royal Palace.

“Sister Nujun, do you mean to say that in the second divine war, the opponents of the Terrans are them?” King Wu was the first to react, and he asked with a look of fear.

King Wu said as he pointed his finger to the sky.

The meaning is simple.

The opponents of the Terrans are the gods of heaven.

King Wu’s words fell, and both sides of the coalition gasped.

In ancient times, the Terrans actually killed the gods!

In an instant, everyone looked at the female monarch of Qingqiu, eager to know whether King Wu’s speculation was correct.

If it’s true…

That Di Hao was also too terrible.

After a few moments, they got the answer:

Be.

I saw the Qingqiu female monarch nodding slightly.

She looked at the memories of the River Tulo Book with a complicated expression.

Hate, admiration, fear…

The look of this second is extremely complicated.

As the longest-lived existence in the scene, the Qingqiu Lady has been infinitely close to the truth of history.

Precisely because of this.

Her impression of Di Hao was complicated.

This king of the Terrans has a very charismatic personality.

He was brutal.

On the high horse.

With unrivaled strength, he ruled the long years of antiquity.

After a moment, the Qingqiu Lady-Jun continued:

“King Wu guessed correctly, the second divine war in ancient times was the battle to kill gods. Di Hao, who was scornfully called a god killer by all races, but his people called him an immortal mortal. ”

The words fell, and everyone was shocked.

God killers!

Di Hao dared to destroy the sky.

What courage, what courage.

“Di Hao really killed the gods?”

King Wu stepped back one after another, looking incredulous.

As the Blue Hill Lady told the truth of history, he felt that compared to this Terran King, he was simply not worth mentioning, and he was as small as a grain of sand.

“Let’s show you an ancient mural left by the demon clan.”

The Qingqiu Nujun waved her hand, and a tattered mural appeared in the air.

Everyone stepped forward one after another, looking carefully.

In the mural.

On a high mountain, a figure was nailed to the mountain wall by a spear.

He is covered with a shawl and is invincible.

“This is Di Hao?”

Everyone looked at the Qingqiu Lady in unison.

The skills of the ancient era were not very good, and it was impossible to tell whether it was Di Hao or not.

“It’s Di Hao.”

The Qingqiu Lady nodded.

“It’s really Di Hao….”

Everyone swallowed a mouthful of spit.

“Look, in the mural, the firmament is broken, does it mean that Di Hao has succeeded?” The Terran soldiers were excited.

Although Di Hao was scornfully called a god killer, he still fascinated them.

Everyone looked at it in unison, and it really was.

In the mural, except for Di Hao being crucified on the mountain wall, above his head, the sky is shattered, and the water of the Heavenly River is poured into the mortal world like a waterfall, like a scene of doom.

“He failed.”

The Qingqiu Lady shook her head.

Then she nodded again: “But he also succeeded.” ”

“According to rumors, the firmament was shattered, and the heavenly realm was broken by Di Hao, and in the final decisive battle, the supreme of the heavenly realm nailed Di Hao to death at the cost of the death path of death, and his body was immortal for thousands of years.”

“Kenki?”

Everyone looked at the Qingqiu Lady, not understanding what this meant.

The latter explained: “Jianmu, legend has it that connects the heavenly realm and the earth, and it is through Jianmu that the ancient gods went up to the heavenly realm and descended to the mortal world. But in this battle, the building wood was broken, the heavenly realm was far from the mortal world, and the ancient gods were extinct. ”

“History is called: Jedi Tiantong.”

“Di Hao is dead?”

“Then why did he come back to life?”

The Terran soldiers said excitedly.

After knowing the history of Di Hao, they were fascinated.

Even if Di Hao’s rule is brutal, it is an honor to follow him to fight the world.

“How do I know?” Qingqiu Nujun said lightly, “The history of Di Hao is too long, and I only peeked from the records of the demon clan. ”

The Terran soldiers looked at each other with regret.

The other side.

King Wu frowned.

Compared to Di Hao, he is simply not worth mentioning.

He looked at the River Tulo Book, and jealous anger burned from the bottom of his heart.

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River Tulo book.

Di Hao and the others were still advancing in the cracks in the earth, and this walk was a long time.

“There is a situation.”

After a few moments, Zhu Rong, who was exploring the road ahead, shouted.

Several people walked over, and the scene in front of them shocked and angry.

Countless Terrans were nailed to the mountain wall by various weapons, and blood flowed all over the place.

On their clothes, there is the logo of the Jushan clan.

It is a member of the Jushan clan.

It’s a living Terrans.

“Wang, there are other clansmen.” Zhu Rong said again.

Xu Hao turned his head and saw that on the mountain wall were densely packed Terrans, all nailed to death by weapons.

They wailed and seemed unwilling to die.

The soul is dead.

But the body is still alive.

“Wang, not a primitive race, judging from the blood stains and the degree of decay of the body, most of the clans died no more than three years, among which the Jushan clan died recently.” Zhu Rong said in a low voice.

“Mostly?”

Xu Hao frowned.

Zhu Rong then explained: “There are many clansmen killed here, at least tens of thousands. ”

“Tens of thousands?” Xu Hao was furious.

Tens of thousands of people were killed here, and they did not receive any news.

“Wang, discover the Patriarch of the Giant Mountain Clan.”

A moment later, Gonggong shouted from a distance.

Xu Hao strode over, and saw a burly figure nailed to the mountain wall, but he was still alive.

As a Terran hero….

Nature is impossible to die simply.

And because of the strange power of this earth crack, the Jushan Clan was not completely dead.

“Wang…..”

Seeing Xu Hao’s arrival, the Jushan Clan stretched out his hand in pain.

“Who did it?”

Xu Hao temporarily suppressed the anger in his heart.

Despite the speculation in his mind, he asked.

He pulled out the spear that had nailed the Jushan clan, and the latter fell to his knees.

The Giant Mountain Clan trembled his lips and said the indistinct enemy:

“Demon…”

“Demon Clan.”

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