The Magus Era Chapter 382: Yan Luo
Thick clouds are slowly rotating in the sky, and tens of thousands of miles of clouds are rotating. Alas,
In the middle of the rotating clouds, a hole with a diameter of looming looming, countless blood lightnings raging in hole in the clouds, and a dull thunder came. A huge, evil yin, full of negative power waves continued to spread from hole in the clouds, and the surrounding clouds were stained with a touch of blood.
hole in the clouds is directly opposite a blood color tall tower below. The towering tall tower is full of blood, and a blood color radiates from the top of the tower. From time to time, blood-colored lightning was sprayed from hole in the clouds and smashed on the blood-colored eyes, and the entire tall tower emitted a dazzling blood, and at the same time issued a humming sound.
‘Hoo, ha ~ hhoo, ha ~’!
The Human Race slaves of the brigade brigade bare tops, heavy iron bars pressed on their shoulders, a team of one hundred people took a huge mouthful of metal boxes, followed the steps hovering around tall tower and climbed step by step from the ground. Up, slowly walk to the top of tall tower.
There were countless heavy armored Jia Clan Warrior standing along the way. They held heavy leather whip and saw which Human Race slaves acted a little slower. Immediately, they were beaten with a whip.
The barbed skin was flogged on the body, and even the belt flesh pulled a large piece, and often the bones under the skin were exposed. The wounded Human Race slaves took a deep breath, the wounds on their bodies healed quickly, and the flesh and blood that had been torn off grew quickly.
These Jia Clan Warrior laughed, and threw a large piece of flesh rolled back from the whip to the crouching fierce Contract Beast to eat. These Contract Beasts ate more fresh Human Race flesh, and their eyes became red.
Human Race slaves shouted the horns step by step up the steps, sweating on their bodies, heavy boxes pressed their spine to bend, their eyes blank and blank. Can't see any spirit.
They climbed up step by step, the iron rods on the shoulders and the winding iron chains rubbing against each other, making a sharp frictional sound from time to time.
On the top of the tall tower, beneath the huge blood color, a mouthful of metal boxes with lengths, widths, and heights of one hundred feet are placed in the entire simultaneously yard, stacked like a mountain.
When there are a thousand mouthfuls of metal boxes. Human Race slaves tightly connected the chains around these metal boxes, stringing them together.
An old Yu nationality raised his head and sighed in a low voice with a long staff.
The scarlet thunder in hole in the clouds becomes more and more dense. With the deafening sound of gold and iron crashing, not long after, a giant chain with a thickness of hundreds of feet slowly falls from hole in the clouds. Human Race slaves swarmed up, hung the huge hooks in front of the giant chains on the chains of those metal boxes, and then jumped off and hid.
A buzz, the **** thunder in hole in the clouds explodes. The sky was half flushed.
The huge chain is tightened, and it slowly shrinks upwards. A thousand mouthful of huge metal box is pulled up and slowly rises into hole in the clouds.
There was a loud noise, and a mountain-like metal box slowly submerged into hole in the clouds, was quickly engulfed by **** thunder and lightning, and then disappeared without a trace.
Under tall tower, a whole-blooded palace is suspended in midair.
Emperor Shi Yan Luo stands on the veranda at the outermost edge of the palace. Looking at the metal box submerged in hole in the clouds with his hands on his back, he sneered suddenly: "Insatiable asshole! Supreme blood month. Bless them all to die on a woman's belly!"
Compared with ordinary Yu aristocrats, Emperor Shi Yan Luo was born taller and burly, even comparable to those powerful Jia Clan Warrior. The cold and solemn in his body is extremely harsh, and the scarred long hair automatically flows without wind, constantly emitting the chill that will freeze human souls.
Nearly one hundred Yu nobles are standing at the end of the veranda far away, one by one looking down at the tip of the toes. No one dared to look up at Emperor Shi Yan Luo. In the past two days, seven or eight unlucky ghosts have been randomly shredded by Emperor Shi Yan Luo for an excuse. They don't want to touch this brow.
As for the curse of Emperor Shi Yan Luo ... Listen to it!
And like Emperor Shi Yan Luo, they also hate those insatiable guys! I wish they all died on a woman's belly! For those guys, they can only curse like this. It seems impossible to want them to have other ways of death.
Human Race slaves worked hard to take a sip of a huge metal box and climbed to the top of tall tower. In the square below tall tower, countless such huge metal boxes are waiting for the transport of Human Race slaves.
Large group of Xiu people hold the ledger, step on the flying discs, and count the number of merchandise in the metal box. The lids of many metal boxes are open, exposing the mountainous Magic Crystals, large pieces of fine gold and jade, and various refined metal ingots.
In some metal boxes, there is a mouthful of transparent Hanyu coffins.
Countless beautiful Human Race girls are lying quietly in these cold jade coffins, because of the coldness, they fell asleep. At first glance, there are at least 10,000 mouthfuls of metal boxes with such coffins.
"Sooner or later they will die on the woman's belly!" Emperor Shi Yan Luo chuckled, flipped his sleeves, walked across the veranda, and walked into the rear hall.
Nearly Baiyu nobles hurriedly followed Emperor Shi Yan Luo, and entered the hall without any sound.
In the hall that is tens of miles long and wide, a large river with a width of a thousand feet is dug under the roots of the four walls, and the scarlet river is full of lotus flowers. Scarlet lotus leaves, scarlet flowers, even the stems are scarlet.
The blood-drenched lotus flowers are windless, and the thick **** smell they emit is permeated in the air.
Emperor Shi Yan Luo stood on the long bridge behind the main entrance of the main hall, staring coldly at the great chair placed in the middle of the main hall.
This is the throne a few days ago when he led someone to fight Emperor Shun in the void and was suddenly cut off by unknown people. With his Emperor Shi Yan Luo's strength, he didn't really see where Jianguang came from, and he didn't find out who made it.
"A bunch of waste!" Emperor Shi Yan Luo looked at the throne that was split into two pieces, and suddenly roared with hissing exhaustion. He turned and snarled at the Yu nobles behind him: "Little Chi Ban Mountain, you actually Can't attack it! Do you want me to take the shot myself? Do you want me to attack Chi Ban Mountain in person? "
Yu nobles clenched their heads, and no one dared to speak.
Someone has shot you in the heart, but what happened? Haven't you been scared away by a sword?
Emperor Shi Yan Luo cursed and yelled at a group of subordinates, and suddenly he stopped the yell.
A white light burst into a blood lotus beside him, and a white lotus bloomed on the white light. (To be continued.)