The Magus Era Chapter 566: Destination

Yao Mountain outside the city, four directions from southeast to northwest, each with tens of thousands of heavily armed Warriors waiting.

Zhamu governs more than 300,000 elites, looking coldly and proudly at the besieged foreign race slaves. Those Jia Clan powerhouses who once stood high, and who had slapped their knees at them; those dark servants whose skin was dark and originated from the same bloodline; and those who had a lot of skins, with a lot of subtle slaves.

"A group of things that don't know life or death, they deserve to be sacrificed to great masters!" For these unlucky eggs that are about to be sacrificed, Zhamu shares the same mindset with all of His Darkness Warrior.

There is no mercy, no sympathy, and even a little bit of intolerance.

In a very inappropriate word, the dark race is a sad race. They are tamed hounds. Obedience and respect have been engraved deep in their blood. Even if more than half of the besieged Warriors are exactly the same as theirs, the Hound never considers himself and the wolf the same creature.

"Too stupid." Zhamu stroked the delicately carved breastplate, with a mocking smile and several dark generals around him laughing: "They should kneel down and be loyal to the great master, maybe They still have a chance to survive. "

The dark generals grinned, they were filled with pride and pride. They are the slaves of the noble Earl Yao, but those unlucky eggs with the same skin color and the same bloodline as them are poor sacrifices, which is enough to make them proud!

The old monster Candle Dragon is holding a large wine jar, squatting far from the walls of Yao Mountain city, watching the besieged slaves. He sipped his drink in a sip, and was very curious to himself: "Ji Hao boy, buy so many slaves ... wouldn't you want to do that kind of thing?"

Si Wenming also held a large wine jar and sat on a city wall looking at the indifferent and numb slaves in the distance. He drank a big sip of wine, and laughed with pride and dryness: "foreign race. Dead foreign race is the best foreign race. In fact, I have always disapproved of using foreign race as slaves, it is best to wipe them all out. Ji Hao What a beautiful job! "

Candle Dragon 晷 and Si Wenming are coming to see the lively.

Ji Hao dispatched eight Divine Magis from Zhu Rong Long, which almost evacuated the slave market of Pu Ban. This matter is not big or small, which is enough to shock the news Candle Dragon 晷 and Si Wenming. They all know the details of Taisi and Shaosi brothers and sisters. Knowing that they are the blood of the almost extinct Xuanming tribe, Ji Hao guessed what they wanted to do.

So they hurried over and wanted to see for themselves the mysterious and terrible Xuanming people in the legend.

Candle Dragon 晷 is purely want to watch lively, people are old. Inexplicably more curious. And Si Wenming also brought a few confidant Great Magus divisions. He is going to record the blood sacrifices of the Xuanming tribe completely and store them in the secret of Magi palace for later reference.

The two watched a group of slaves being escorted and stood in the cold wind without expression.

Furious, Candle Dragon 拍 patted the city wall under his feet: "This city ... I ca n’t think of those guys who even dare to sell the baby at the bottom of the The heaven box? It seems. The ancient The heaven is really completely broken . "

Si Wenming looked up a bit worriedly: "Are you completely out of control? You need to send more people to monitor The heaven miles, otherwise if those guys really mess the plate, there will be a lot of trouble."

Slightly hesitated, Si Wenming turned his head to look at the Yao Mountain city surrounded by haze, and smiled cheerfully: "I don't know if Ji Hao got the The heaven map? Really want to see the whole picture of the ancient world large formation that suppressed the world Ah, it ’s even better to include Magi palace. "

The two of you here muttered in a word, Ji Hao over there has been dyed red with the blood of Magus King-level beasts.

The altar made of unknown bones makes a gurgling sound, swallowing up the blood of a beast like a living creature, leaving nothing behind.

A rush of yin-like wind, sharp and penetrating through the bone marrow, screamed out from the ground. Overcast winds rushed up into the sky, and suddenly the sky's clouds quickly spun up. After just a few breaths, the sky was full of dense size small vortexes like eyes. The rapidly swirling cloud vortex rubbed against the air, making a sharp howling wolf.

Ji Hao drops the black stone slayer knife that killed the ferocious beast in his hand and steps back.

Shaosi stepped forward, standing in front of the altar and chanting the secret curse handed down from generation to generation. A white light enveloped her body, and behind her, a huge but extremely dim figure emerged.

Ji Hao glanced at the gray-white figure and suddenly felt that Primordial Spirit shook. Primordial Spirit was almost directly taken away by a terrible force. He hurriedly lowered his head and silently conveyed the secret mantra of Daoist Yu Yu to suppress the spirits and dispel the demons.

A clear light emerges from the Ji Hao, like a burning flame treasure embracing the whole body, and the lotus path is looming in clear light. Ji Hao looked up again and stared firmly at the huge phantom.

This time, Primordial Spirit of Ji Hao remains motionless, and stable is as stable as a mountain.

Then phantom felt the firm eyes of Ji Hao, he quietly looked down at Ji Hao. With Ji Hao eyes Golden Light, Golden Light faintly shows nine seals of truth inward. Nine spells and seals merged into one small axe phantom and flashed by.

phantom froze slightly, then a clear voice sounded in everyone's heart: "My name, my life!"

Shaosi looked up in horror, phantom's weird move almost interrupted her voice.

These have fallen down at the time of immemorial Prehistoric, but they have unpredictable powers and exist in a vaguely coherent manner with heaven and earth Grand Dao. Although they fall, their imprinted fragments still flow between heaven and earth.

As long as you have the corresponding mystery, you can awaken them from the lost time and offer them enough sacrifices to inspire their corresponding laws of heaven and earth to borrow their mighty power. But these existences have no substance and no intelligence. They are just broken branded fragments. In fact, you can say that they do not exist. They just project the shadow of the past.

Xuanming family has passed down countless years, never knowing that these have forgotten all and lost all Ancient Devil God, they will actually report their ‘real name’ to a ‘small cricket’!

Ji Hao presented a gift to the huge phantom chief, and paid him a respectful and prudent gift: "Master Sir! Today, there is work."

phantom doesn't move, the figure is still so frivolous and misty, but everyone faintly feels that this existence named Si Ming seems to smile.

"Immolate!" Ji Hao was slightly surprised, but he still ordered it outrageously!

"Immolate!" Zhamu yelled, 300,000 elite soldiers in all directions pulled out weapons at the same time, and shouted loudly to kill the countless slaves gathered in the encirclement.

"Buzzing" The sound of bowstring vibrations rises like a hurricane, and countless arrows are like sky falling, and they fall into the slave team first. (To be continued.)

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