Chapter 705
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Golden light and fire, hundreds of millions of ancient people gathered together, blocking the vast and immortal fate of all ethnic groups. In ancient times, there were countless people, crying for blood and being enslaved by the emperor. Even if they died, they would not give up hope.
If you die, you will live forever!
They want to witness the true emperor of humanity, the real emperor of the human race.
Today I have witnessed, and I have witnessed, their descendants, the kings from their ancestral land.
Blood and body can change, but soul can't.
Descendants of non ancestral lands cannot summon their spirits.
"Mortal power can change life But also against the sky I am ashamed! "
"The emperor of humanity The real emperor of human race The emperor of the ancestral land... "
In the system space, Cang Li and dark Qijing look at the changes in front of them. The ants in the original ancestral land that they didn't care about once were kept in captivity as livestock, which could insult the existence of killing and killing at will.
But now hundreds of millions of ghosts, but never to reincarnate, but to hide people at the foot of the imperial city.
Even if the soul has decayed, we can always hope that we will not witness the birth of the emperor and never reincarnate.
Witness the real Emperor today!
Burn your own soul, fight against the fate of all living beings with immortal and unyielding will and belief.
How small are mortals!
But how great!
May our humanity be Yongchang and all the people be like dragons!
The upper part is not controlled by heaven, the lower part is not bound by earth, and the middle part is not bound by fate.
In the age of humanity, everyone is like a dragon!
Such a golden age was born in my hand, but missed again.
Shame on the people!
What a shame!
At this moment, it is not only the tremble and horror of dark seven and the separation from the sky, but also the tremble and panic of Dark Lord and destiny master.
What faith, what faith!
What kind of strength and persistence is it
The burning of mortal spirits blocks the fate of all living beings, which is the power of all living beings in the world of destiny.
How can ordinary people resist it!
Is there no external force, just a little faith and will?
How can such a terrible power break out!
Why?
Why on earth is this treading on a horse?
Ordinary people, just ants, how can resist the fate.
How dare you fight against fate.
Fate is high, overlooking the world.
"It's impossible It's impossible Just ants... "
"How can we resist, how dare we rebel against the sky!"
"People, livestock, livestock!"
"I will destroy your belief!"
"Sword of fate!"
In addition to the shocking projection of destiny master, the endless panic is the backfire of destiny law, and also the killing heart, because the ancient famine made him really afraid.
How long, how long!
Cut off the ancient and present Luo Qingchen, did not give him such a feeling.
The ancient female emperor, who was invincible and suppressed chaos, never frightened him.
Sitting in the deepest part of chaos, the one who never came out of the world never gave him fear.
There are ripples in the corner of the long river of fate. They spread like ripples. The silver light lines of Taoism sprinkle the heaven and the earth. Only a silver sword appears in it.
At the same time, the vast world, all living beings, all ethnic groups, are feeling endless fear and suffocation, just like what great terror appears.
"Damn it, brother, are you crazy to step on a horse?"
"You call this thing out, want to break the agreement?"
"As soon as this sword comes out, all living beings, all ethnic groups..."
"Brother, you can't kill him. You know better than anyone. Why do you need to deepen the cause and effect?"
"Do you really want to die, and there is no end to it?"
The Dark Lord was shocked, but at the same time he sighed. When things came to this point, he and the fate master knew that they could not kill the ancient wasteland.
Cause and effect have been tied up, and the little bastard will be involved in the temple of fate all his life.
How humane!
It belongs to the true emperor of the human race, but it is only limited to the ancestral land of the human race.
The only emperor of the original land that disappeared.
It has nothing to do with the hundreds of millions of human beings in the world, even though they all come from the same source.
But the little bastard has a selfish heart. He can use the emperor's seal to gather all the people in the sky and the world, so as to push back the fate master at one stroke.
But he didn't!
Only summoned the spirits of the ancestors killed by Cangli!
If today's successful transformation!
One day, it will sweep the sky!
May our humanity be Yongchang and all the people be like dragons!
All nations in the world, including the human race, can only be accepted if they nod their heads in ancient times.
Unfortunately, it is impossible!
Hundreds of millions of spirits give up the chance of reincarnation and swear to protect the real king of humanity.
"Not necessarily!"
"Sword of fate, cut!"
In fact, the projection of the master of fate already knows that he can't kill the ancient wasteland at all, but he still has to try!
Cause and effect are over, hundreds of millions of people are dead!
In the future, this account must be on its own.
Since we have been immortal, there is nothing to be afraid of.
Can't kill!
Kill, too!
Fate can never be reversed!
The sword of fate is hanging in the air, sweeping through the vast and endless pressure. The power of the long river of fate gathers in it, casting a silver sword light, and cutting down with the incomparable and majestic power.
"Ah!"
"It's intolerable to have a bad horse, which one is intolerable. It's just too deceiving. The system can't help it."
"Gu Ye, order! This system really can't help it. "
"At your command, the system will arrest the temple of destiny and the body of the old dog for you."
"Wouldn't this system be too incompetent to kill this little thing?"
The sound of the system reverberates in the soul sea of the ancient wasteland. The six inheriting heavenly soldiers are ready to move. They even hang the chaotic clock and the emperor Hongkong on their waists. If they were not forced by the ancient wasteland, they would have been killed long ago.
Can't bear it!
I really can't bear it!
The sword of fate is summoned!
This step on the horse is killing the heart.
Ming Ming can have the power to kill him, but still so hidden.
If you exert the power of gray fog, tell him to kneel and call ye for minutes.
But if you do, you are afraid of being expelled from the ancient wasteland. You have the power to crush. Why do you want to watch the hundreds of millions of people die.
"Brother Gu Huang! Let me do it! "
"If you don't, it's really late. Do you really want to see the life marks of millions of people burn out?"
"Brother Gu Huang, please be my brother."
Emperor Hongkong's furious voice penetrated into the ancient desolate soul sea. The chaos clock gathered the spirit of the demon family for thousands of years, and the power of the innate Lingbao was enough to resist its attack.
"What is the reason for destiny's transcendence? It's all horse riding bullshit to place hope and future on destiny."
"Fate is never meant to be, it's chosen step by step by all living beings."
"I don't care how the people of all ethnic groups choose to fight or surrender, and I don't care about my affairs."
"Heaven is reversible, life can be changed!"
"No one can change his life against the sky, no one can be at ease!"
"Nothing is doomed, only choice."
"Come out and hang out, preach the rules."
"Otherwise, it will be very tragic..."
"Look down on mortals, you will be more miserable!"
"Of course, the mortals I'm talking about are not the mortals in the heaven and the earth today, but the ancestral place of origin and the ancient people..."
"Old dog, you didn't kill me."
"Now it's up to you to die."
At this moment, the ancient wasteland slowly opens its eyes, and the vast golden radiance pervades. It is just like the power of the golden mist converging on the whole body. The whole person is like the emperor of the vast sky, and the golden light hand pervades the heaven and the earth, and meets the sword of fate
I'm so good tempered, right! From the 4th of the 1st, at five o'clock every day, even if I'm not satisfied, some people say that I have a chapter at a time, and I have opened his comments, OK? It's a waste to give a monthly ticket and reward it. OK, from today on, I don't ask for a monthly ticket. You love to give it, you don't want to pull it. Two chapters a day, you love to look at it, you don't want to look at it casually. If you look more, I can't make money. If you look less, I can't die hungry. Why should I sacrifice all my time? Why should I go to bed after 12 o'clock in the evening? Why should I spend time writing? I'm proud of my efforts and sacrifice my social life Do you think I make a lot of money? I'll tell you, I just don't do this line. I subcontract 1500 mu of fish pond in the green robe family. I earn much more than writing manuscripts in a year. I'm 4000 words a day. I can do whatever I want in the rest of the day! Great men, I can't afford to wait. I can't wait!
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Golden light and fire, hundreds of millions of ancient people gathered together, blocking the vast and immortal fate of all ethnic groups. In ancient times, there were countless people, crying for blood and being enslaved by the emperor. Even if they died, they would not give up hope.
If you die, you will live forever!
They want to witness the true emperor of humanity, the real emperor of the human race.
Today I have witnessed, and I have witnessed, their descendants, the kings from their ancestral land.
Blood and body can change, but soul can't.
Descendants of non ancestral lands cannot summon their spirits.
"Mortal power can change life But also against the sky I am ashamed! "
"The emperor of humanity The real emperor of human race The emperor of the ancestral land... "
In the system space, Cang Li and dark Qijing look at the changes in front of them. The ants in the original ancestral land that they didn't care about once were kept in captivity as livestock, which could insult the existence of killing and killing at will.
But now hundreds of millions of ghosts, but never to reincarnate, but to hide people at the foot of the imperial city.
Even if the soul has decayed, we can always hope that we will not witness the birth of the emperor and never reincarnate.
Witness the real Emperor today!
Burn your own soul, fight against the fate of all living beings with immortal and unyielding will and belief.
How small are mortals!
But how great!
May our humanity be Yongchang and all the people be like dragons!
The upper part is not controlled by heaven, the lower part is not bound by earth, and the middle part is not bound by fate.
In the age of humanity, everyone is like a dragon!
Such a golden age was born in my hand, but missed again.
Shame on the people!
What a shame!
At this moment, it is not only the tremble and horror of dark seven and the separation from the sky, but also the tremble and panic of Dark Lord and destiny master.
What faith, what faith!
What kind of strength and persistence is it
The burning of mortal spirits blocks the fate of all living beings, which is the power of all living beings in the world of destiny.
How can ordinary people resist it!
Is there no external force, just a little faith and will?
How can such a terrible power break out!
Why?
Why on earth is this treading on a horse?
Ordinary people, just ants, how can resist the fate.
How dare you fight against fate.
Fate is high, overlooking the world.
"It's impossible It's impossible Just ants... "
"How can we resist, how dare we rebel against the sky!"
"People, livestock, livestock!"
"I will destroy your belief!"
"Sword of fate!"
In addition to the shocking projection of destiny master, the endless panic is the backfire of destiny law, and also the killing heart, because the ancient famine made him really afraid.
How long, how long!
Cut off the ancient and present Luo Qingchen, did not give him such a feeling.
The ancient female emperor, who was invincible and suppressed chaos, never frightened him.
Sitting in the deepest part of chaos, the one who never came out of the world never gave him fear.
There are ripples in the corner of the long river of fate. They spread like ripples. The silver light lines of Taoism sprinkle the heaven and the earth. Only a silver sword appears in it.
At the same time, the vast world, all living beings, all ethnic groups, are feeling endless fear and suffocation, just like what great terror appears.
"Damn it, brother, are you crazy to step on a horse?"
"You call this thing out, want to break the agreement?"
"As soon as this sword comes out, all living beings, all ethnic groups..."
"Brother, you can't kill him. You know better than anyone. Why do you need to deepen the cause and effect?"
"Do you really want to die, and there is no end to it?"
The Dark Lord was shocked, but at the same time he sighed. When things came to this point, he and the fate master knew that they could not kill the ancient wasteland.
Cause and effect have been tied up, and the little bastard will be involved in the temple of fate all his life.
How humane!
It belongs to the true emperor of the human race, but it is only limited to the ancestral land of the human race.
The only emperor of the original land that disappeared.
It has nothing to do with the hundreds of millions of human beings in the world, even though they all come from the same source.
But the little bastard has a selfish heart. He can use the emperor's seal to gather all the people in the sky and the world, so as to push back the fate master at one stroke.
But he didn't!
Only summoned the spirits of the ancestors killed by Cangli!
If today's successful transformation!
One day, it will sweep the sky!
May our humanity be Yongchang and all the people be like dragons!
All nations in the world, including the human race, can only be accepted if they nod their heads in ancient times.
Unfortunately, it is impossible!
Hundreds of millions of spirits give up the chance of reincarnation and swear to protect the real king of humanity.
"Not necessarily!"
"Sword of fate, cut!"
In fact, the projection of the master of fate already knows that he can't kill the ancient wasteland at all, but he still has to try!
Cause and effect are over, hundreds of millions of people are dead!
In the future, this account must be on its own.
Since we have been immortal, there is nothing to be afraid of.
Can't kill!
Kill, too!
Fate can never be reversed!
The sword of fate is hanging in the air, sweeping through the vast and endless pressure. The power of the long river of fate gathers in it, casting a silver sword light, and cutting down with the incomparable and majestic power.
"Ah!"
"It's intolerable to have a bad horse, which one is intolerable. It's just too deceiving. The system can't help it."
"Gu Ye, order! This system really can't help it. "
"At your command, the system will arrest the temple of destiny and the body of the old dog for you."
"Wouldn't this system be too incompetent to kill this little thing?"
The sound of the system reverberates in the soul sea of the ancient wasteland. The six inheriting heavenly soldiers are ready to move. They even hang the chaotic clock and the emperor Hongkong on their waists. If they were not forced by the ancient wasteland, they would have been killed long ago.
Can't bear it!
I really can't bear it!
The sword of fate is summoned!
This step on the horse is killing the heart.
Ming Ming can have the power to kill him, but still so hidden.
If you exert the power of gray fog, tell him to kneel and call ye for minutes.
But if you do, you are afraid of being expelled from the ancient wasteland. You have the power to crush. Why do you want to watch the hundreds of millions of people die.
"Brother Gu Huang! Let me do it! "
"If you don't, it's really late. Do you really want to see the life marks of millions of people burn out?"
"Brother Gu Huang, please be my brother."
Emperor Hongkong's furious voice penetrated into the ancient desolate soul sea. The chaos clock gathered the spirit of the demon family for thousands of years, and the power of the innate Lingbao was enough to resist its attack.
"What is the reason for destiny's transcendence? It's all horse riding bullshit to place hope and future on destiny."
"Fate is never meant to be, it's chosen step by step by all living beings."
"I don't care how the people of all ethnic groups choose to fight or surrender, and I don't care about my affairs."
"Heaven is reversible, life can be changed!"
"No one can change his life against the sky, no one can be at ease!"
"Nothing is doomed, only choice."
"Come out and hang out, preach the rules."
"Otherwise, it will be very tragic..."
"Look down on mortals, you will be more miserable!"
"Of course, the mortals I'm talking about are not the mortals in the heaven and the earth today, but the ancestral place of origin and the ancient people..."
"Old dog, you didn't kill me."
"Now it's up to you to die."
At this moment, the ancient wasteland slowly opens its eyes, and the vast golden radiance pervades. It is just like the power of the golden mist converging on the whole body. The whole person is like the emperor of the vast sky, and the golden light hand pervades the heaven and the earth, and meets the sword of fate
I'm so good tempered, right! From the 4th of the 1st, at five o'clock every day, even if I'm not satisfied, some people say that I have a chapter at a time, and I have opened his comments, OK? It's a waste to give a monthly ticket and reward it. OK, from today on, I don't ask for a monthly ticket. You love to give it, you don't want to pull it. Two chapters a day, you love to look at it, you don't want to look at it casually. If you look more, I can't make money. If you look less, I can't die hungry. Why should I sacrifice all my time? Why should I go to bed after 12 o'clock in the evening? Why should I spend time writing? I'm proud of my efforts and sacrifice my social life Do you think I make a lot of money? I'll tell you, I just don't do this line. I subcontract 1500 mu of fish pond in the green robe family. I earn much more than writing manuscripts in a year. I'm 4000 words a day. I can do whatever I want in the rest of the day! Great men, I can't afford to wait. I can't wait!
Golden light and fire, hundreds of millions of ancient people gathered together, blocking the vast and immortal fate of all ethnic groups. In ancient times, there were countless people, crying for blood and being enslaved by the emperor. Even if they died, they would not give up hope. If you die, you will live forever! They want to witness the true emperor of humanity, the real emperor of the human race. Today I have witnessed, and I have witnessed, their descendants, the kings from their ancestral land. Blood and body can change, but soul can't. Descendants of non ancestral lands cannot summon their spirits. "Mortal power can change life But also against the sky I am ashamed! " "The emperor of humanity The real emperor of human race The emperor of the ancestral land... " In the system space, Cang Li and dark Qijing look at the changes in front of them. The ants in the original ancestral land that they didn't care about once were kept in captivity as livestock, which could insult the existence of killing and killing at will. But now hundreds of millions of ghosts, but never to reincarnate, but to hide people at the foot of the imperial city. Even if the soul has decayed, we can always hope that we will not witness the birth of the emperor and never reincarnate. Witness the real Emperor today! Burn your own soul, fight against the fate of all living beings with immortal and unyielding will and belief. How small are mortals! But how great! May our humanity be Yongchang and all the people be like dragons! The upper part is not controlled by heaven, the lower part is not bound by earth, and the middle part is not bound by fate. In the age of humanity, everyone is like a dragon! Such a golden age was born in my hand, but missed again. Shame on the people! What a shame! At this moment, it is not only the tremble and horror of dark seven and the separation from the sky, but also the tremble and panic of Dark Lord and destiny master. What faith, what faith! What kind of strength and persistence is it The burning of mortal spirits blocks the fate of all living beings, which is the power of all living beings in the world of destiny. How can ordinary people resist it! Is there no external force, just a little faith and will? How can such a terrible power break out! Why? Why on earth is this treading on a horse? Ordinary people, just ants, how can resist the fate. How dare you fight against fate. Fate is high, overlooking the world. "It's impossible It's impossible Just ants... " "How can we resist, how dare we rebel against the sky!" "People, livestock, livestock!" "I will destroy your belief!" "Sword of fate!" In addition to the shocking projection of destiny master, the endless panic is the backfire of destiny law, and also the killing heart, because the ancient famine made him really afraid. How long, how long! Cut off the ancient and present Luo Qingchen, did not give him such a feeling. The ancient female emperor, who was invincible and suppressed chaos, never frightened him. Sitting in the deepest part of chaos, the one who never came out of the world never gave him fear. There are ripples in the corner of the long river of fate. They spread like ripples. The silver light lines of Taoism sprinkle the heaven and the earth. Only a silver sword appears in it. At the same time, the vast world, all living beings, all ethnic groups, are feeling endless fear and suffocation, just like what great terror appears. "Damn it, brother, are you crazy to step on a horse?" "You call this thing out, want to break the agreement?" "As soon as this sword comes out, all living beings, all ethnic groups..." "Brother, you can't kill him. You know better than anyone. Why do you need to deepen the cause and effect?" "Do you really want to die, and there is no end to it?" The Dark Lord was shocked, but at the same time he sighed. When things came to this point, he and the fate master knew that they could not kill the ancient wasteland. Cause and effect have been tied up, and the little bastard will be involved in the temple of fate all his life. How humane! It belongs to the true emperor of the human race, but it is only limited to the ancestral land of the human race. The only emperor of the original land that disappeared. It has nothing to do with the hundreds of millions of human beings in the world, even though they all come from the same source. But the little bastard has a selfish heart. He can use the emperor's seal to gather all the people in the sky and the world, so as to push back the fate master at one stroke. But he didn't! Only summoned the spirits of the ancestors killed by Cangli! If today's successful transformation! One day, it will sweep the sky! May our humanity be Yongchang and all the people be like dragons! All nations in the world, including the human race, can only be accepted if they nod their heads in ancient times. Unfortunately, it is impossible! Hundreds of millions of spirits give up the chance of reincarnation and swear to protect the real king of humanity. "Not necessarily!" "Sword of fate, cut!" In fact, the projection of the master of fate already knows that he can't kill the ancient wasteland at all, but he still has to try! Cause and effect are over, hundreds of millions of people are dead! In the future, this account must be on its own. Since we have been immortal, there is nothing to be afraid of. Can't kill! Kill, too! Fate can never be reversed! The sword of fate is hanging in the air, sweeping through the vast and endless pressure. The power of the long river of fate gathers in it, casting a silver sword light, and cutting down with the incomparable and majestic power. "Ah!" "It's intolerable to have a bad horse, which one is intolerable. It's just too deceiving. The system can't help it." "Gu Ye, order! This system really can't help it. " "At your command, the system will arrest the temple of destiny and the body of the old dog for you." "Wouldn't this system be too incompetent to kill this little thing?" The sound of the system reverberates in the soul sea of the ancient wasteland. The six inheriting heavenly soldiers are ready to move. They even hang the chaotic clock and the emperor Hongkong on their waists. If they were not forced by the ancient wasteland, they would have been killed long ago. Can't bear it! I really can't bear it! The sword of fate is summoned! This step on the horse is killing the heart. Ming Ming can have the power to kill him, but still so hidden. If you exert the power of gray fog, tell him to kneel and call ye for minutes. But if you do, you are afraid of being expelled from the ancient wasteland. You have the power to crush. Why do you want to watch the hundreds of millions of people die. "Brother Gu Huang! Let me do it! " "If you don't, it's really late. Do you really want to see the life marks of millions of people burn out?" "Brother Gu Huang, please be my brother." Emperor Hongkong's furious voice penetrated into the ancient desolate soul sea. The chaos clock gathered the spirit of the demon family for thousands of years, and the power of the innate Lingbao was enough to resist its attack. "What is the reason for destiny's transcendence? It's all horse riding bullshit to place hope and future on destiny." "Fate is never meant to be, it's chosen step by step by all living beings." "I don't care how the people of all ethnic groups choose to fight or surrender, and I don't care about my affairs." "Heaven is reversible, life can be changed!" "No one can change his life against the sky, no one can be at ease!" "Nothing is doomed, only choice." "Come out and hang out, preach the rules." "Otherwise, it will be very tragic..." "Look down on mortals, you will be more miserable!" "Of course, the mortals I'm talking about are not the mortals in the heaven and the earth today, but the ancestral place of origin and the ancient people..." "Old dog, you didn't kill me." "Now it's up to you to die." At this moment, the ancient wasteland slowly opens its eyes, and the vast golden radiance pervades. It is just like the power of the golden mist converging on the whole body. The whole person is like the emperor of the vast sky, and the golden light hand pervades the heaven and the earth, and meets the sword of fate I'm so good tempered, right! From the 4th of the 1st, at five o'clock every day, even if I'm not satisfied, some people say that I have a chapter at a time, and I have opened his comments, OK? It's a waste to give a monthly ticket and reward it. OK, from today on, I don't ask for a monthly ticket. You love to give it, you don't want to pull it. Two chapters a day, you love to look at it, you don't want to look at it casually. If you look more, I can't make money. If you look less, I can't die hungry. Why should I sacrifice all my time? Why should I go to bed after 12 o'clock in the evening? Why should I spend time writing? I'm proud of my efforts and sacrifice my social life Do you think I make a lot of money? I'll tell you, I just don't do this line. I subcontract 1500 mu of fish pond in the green robe family. I earn much more than writing manuscripts in a year. I'm 4000 words a day. I can do whatever I want in the rest of the day! Great men, I can't afford to wait. I can't wait!
