Fengshan.

At this moment, looking from afar.

All I saw was a blood-colored trace.

Although not long.

But, it's enough to match everyone present.

In front of Miao Zhenfeng's coffin.

The ancient god posed for his clothes.

Go forward.

Kneel down suddenly!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The ancient god kowtowed three times in a row.

It directly knocked its forehead.

Blood overflowed.

"Don't worry, I will definitely help Lao Shen defend this thousands of miles of mountains and rivers!"

"If there really is one day, look at my body, I will definitely be able to stand in front of Lao Shen!"

The ancient god said solemnly.

After saying that, the ancient god turned his head.

Looking at the young man in white clothes holding a sword.

"Kill, it's too noisy!"

Then, he turned his eyes to Jian Laifeng.

there.

One of the eighteen gods riding a horse and smiled cruelly.

The blood knife is unsheathed!

Without waiting for the young man to speak, a head flew into the air.

Blood column spray!

The man turned around and smiled.

Looking at everyone.

"Who else just called the most fiercer?"

The ancient god saw this.

Smile slightly.

A look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

Put one hand on Jian Laifeng's shoulder.

He said, "How do you want to die?"

The ancient god looked at Jian Laifeng seriously and said.

Jian Laifeng: "..."

Jian Laifeng's fearful legs were already trembling, looking at the ancient god.

He said, "Sir, I will not die if I sin, right?"

Jian Laifeng knew that he would definitely not be able to survive.

However, facing the Eighteen Knights of the Gods, the sword came to Feng Feng's mind to resist.

The ancient god smiled at the sword.

Then, he looked at the old woman in the Red Dust and Fire Pavilion.

The ancient god said, "Senior Miao's funeral cannot be delayed, leave the rest to me!"

The old woman bowed and bowed.

"I'm here to go!"

The ancient god waved his hand.

"He had expected what Lao Shen ordered."

The ancient god raised his hand.

"Everyone who has just insulted me will be killed! I found out that their families and sects were also slaughtered!"

The ancient god said that the wind was light and the clouds were light.

However, everyone present was scared and urinated.

They didn't know that the quick talk of words for a while was not only a disaster for themselves, but also a disaster for their families and sects!

The eighteen horses of the gods, I think they just don’t have any grass to grow.

If not killed.

Wouldn’t the Eighteen Knights of the Gods become a joke?

Since he is a demon, don't hold him to be a god.

God can forgive sins.

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The ancient god grabbed the sword and came to the wind.

"Don't think about resisting, otherwise you will die miserably!"

Jian Laifeng is really about to cry.

No one with dreams will have bad luck.

This luck is obviously too bad!

The Eighteen Knights of the Gods that have not appeared for many years will become legends in history.

But he appeared before himself.

The ancient god said, "Let's guide us to the Sword Sect!"

...

Shen Cangsheng could only roughly expect what happened in the world, so he prepared the Eighteen Knights of the Gods in advance.

Everyone is afraid of the Eighteen Knights of the Gods.

They said they were against the harmony of heaven and were all devils.

God will not tolerate this.

It goes against the kingly way.

But Shen Cangsheng just enabled it.

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Everything else is just because everyone respects and fears.

The sun and the moon are like water, and time flies.

It has been more than nine months since the mainland battlefield was opened.

This day.

The mainland battlefield is still full of murderous sounds.

The sky seemed to be covered in blood.

During these nine months.

I don’t know how many people died or how much blood shed on this land.

The surrounding areas have even turned red.

Too much blood flows.

The beasts in the mountains and forests even gained a lot of weight.

There are countless people who die.

Nearly a hundred dynasties.

There are not many soldiers in a dynasty who survived in the end.

On the dragon throne.

Several more priests came one after another.

At this time, there were no more than four or five people on the dragon throne.

Dear Masters, my face is a little gloomy, and some are glowing red.

The opening of this continental battlefield consumed a lot of the power of the dynasty.
To be continued...