Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 2393: Three days and three nights
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Boom! boom! boom!
The vast and deep starry sky, the rumbling tremors tremble all over the world, each rumbling sound is accompanied by a monstrous blood mist, stained the galaxy, to the world, covering the **** cloud curtain, ruthless killing, and covering up The world is bright, and some are full of delicate blood.
"Forgive life, the Eucharist spares life."
"Heavenly Emperor! Open your eyes! My tribe is going to be buried."
"I fight with you."
These roars, even more rumbling, originated from the Honghuang tribe, with roaring, begging for mercy, and howling, interwoven into a burial song, and the rumbling is the death knell of the burial, only for Honghuang Knock, in order to tell Wan Yu that the heavens are not empty.
Poof! puff! puff!
Di Huang ’s killing did n’t stop because of funeral songs and death knells. The Honghuang tribe ran away all the way, and he followed the blood bones and pursued the killing.
He is killing, the cultivators of the heavens follow along, and each expression is indifferent and has no mercy.
"Dad and Niang, have you seen it? Honghuang was retaliated." Too many people choked, **** tears in their eyes, hazy memories, and always remembered Dad and Niang, hung on the gate of the city, was The demons of the Honghuang tribe, one by one, cut off the flesh and bones.
"Yun'er, may you be spiritual in heaven, the ancestors of the Eucharist, justify it for us." Too many people cried, and in the **** memory, there was always a gentle wife, who was evil by the Honghuang tribe Ghost, Ling. Shame to death, not even a complete body remains.
"Children, Honghuang's blood is paid for." Too many people are sobbing, and there are always a baby in the memory of the baby, who was inserted into the war spear by the beasts of the Honghuang tribe and baked into a piece. The delicious human flesh and the cry of the baby are still resounding.
The face of the world is full of blood and tears, choking sounds, sobbing sounds, howling crying, also accompanied by the funeral song and the death bell, ringing the world, carrying blood and tears.
Once upon a time, they were also the party to be hunted down. Too many homes were flattened by Hong Huang, too many relatives and friends were slaughtered by Hong Huang, and their memories were all bloody.
There is a reincarnation in heaven, who will bypass the sky.
Some of their blood debts were eventually sought out. No one would have mercy or compassion. Some of them were just roaring from Soul. When the flood was suffered by blood debts, they needed blood to repay them. Blood flower will be the best memorial to the dead.
Poof! puff! puff!
The memory of the world is also the memory of Emperor Huang. Every **** and miserable picture, he is a witness, piled up one by one, burning into a raging anger.
His killing, cold and bone-breaking, the holy body, the demon **** that has become a corpse of millions, is really walking on the corpse mountain, flowing the sea of blood, for the justice of the world.
"He who commits sin will be forgiven; man who commits sin will not live."
On the Boundary Mountain, the Emperor Ming is also watching. The Emperor ’s eyes are calm and without mercy. He has lived longer than Emperor Desolation, and he has seen more than Emperor Desolation. Emperor Huang, for so many times, almost went to the heavens, to calm down the Honghuang tribe.
Unfortunately, he ca n’t go, and he can only be a spectator, allowing Emperor Huang to fulfill this long-cherished wish for him, since the underworld can smell the blood of Honghuang, and wipe out the hatred since ancient times.
I do n’t know when, Ten Temples Yan Luo climbed to the Boundary Hill, neatly arranged in a row, standing behind the Emperor Ming, silently looking at the Emperor's killing, and there was no expression of pity in his eyes.
How many years have passed since Emperor Huang fought alone against the Five Emperors. This is the ten of them. Once again, they saw Emperor Huang ’s action. It was n’t the Heavenly Demon that killed them, but the Honghuang people.
Poof! puff! puff!
The blood flowers of the heavens are still blooming, full of every star field, the wailing of the Honghuang tribe, it is full of words, all the way to escape, and countless people are slaughtered.
The scene of history is still so strikingly similar.
This state of mind can only be understood by Honghuang people.
As before the ages, the Red Lotus Emperor sacrificed the Red Lotus industry fire and burned the eight waste gods.
That battle, I do n’t know how many Honghuang tribes were killed to extinction.
And in this battle, although there was no Red Lotus Empress, there was a great consecrated Emperor Emperor Barren, and even worse Red Lotus, to continue the female emperor's fierce name, so that the Great Wilderness Clan, once again the sea of corpses blood.
The killing lasted three days and three nights.
The Dacheng Eucharist Emperor Desolate, who also killed three days and three nights, has really chased the most extreme desolate universe.
Behind him, there are countless corpse mountains, piled up by Honghuang corpses; there are also countless blood rivers, gathered by the floods and blood, bringing the world to the sky, creating a **** hell.
At the end of the starry sky, he stood upright, stepping on the chaotic fairy light, bathed in the last daylight, with his back facing the shore and bleak, the holy body, which was originally gold-colored, had become red, with long strands of fluttering hair, They were all stained with red, and all was blood.
On the other side of the galaxy, the heavens cultivator stood staring, staring blankly. Although there was only a galaxy across, the back of Emperor Huang, it seemed that it was farther than a dream, and it was beyond sight.
"God! That's the god!" Xie Yun was full of awe and wanted to kneel forward.
Not only him, too many juniors, too many seniors, but also this strong impulse, it is the **** of war, killing the wild corpses into mountains, blood flowing into rivers, to escape the justice of the dead Let the **** debts be paid for the **** Honghuang tribe.
"Wan Yu is peaceful when he sits in the sky." Donghuang Taixin chuckled lightly.
"Take the time to find him to practice." The Lord touched his chin.
The words, not only the emperors, the gods and the pinnacles Quasi Emperor, all looked at them together, squinting one by one, sweeping up and down this servant, those eyes are as if engraved In a word: before you go, Mo forget to leave the baby to us.
"Don't make trouble." Sheng Zun coughed, "Learning, not desperately."
"You have to say that, my old grandson also thought about two tricks."
"Just your number, you can't have more than half a move, a fart thing."
"The old man pinches, this metaphor is very vivid."
"Looking at the posture of the Eucharist, are you ready to kill again?"
This remark caused the cultivator to all the heavens, and they all looked to the Emperor Famine.
The Honghuang tribe suffered heavy casualties in this battle. I do n’t know how much was slaughtered, but they also escaped a lot. There is no way. There are so many people in the Honghuang tribe. The Quasi Emperor is nearly ten million, let alone a junior. , Bacheng will continue to kill, will tie the Honghuang tribe.
Under the attention of many people, Emperor Huang raised his eyes slightly, without a word or a word, and only looked towards the 缥缈, as if he could see the world and the Emperor on the world.
His aura is still thick, with traces of traces, all as heavy as eight thousand feet of giant Yue, fused with the power of destruction, even the peak Quasi Emperor level, dare not go forward.
"Yes to kill or stay, there is no need to look at the Emperor." The Emperor Ming said lightly, carrying a jug and drinking a little wine leisurely. He believed that the Emperor Huang heard it, and this is the tacit understanding between the Supreme.
Di Huang said nothing, slowly closed his eyes, and moved in the footsteps of the world.
With this move, the hearts of the people in the heavens were also touched, one by one, all eyes were shining, and at a glance, the Dacheng Eucharist did not kill! Go to Honghuang Zudi.
"The sacks are ready, ready to pick up treasures."
Following, not only the juniors, but also the elders, have started to count their own storage bag, not sure if the Emperor Famine will destroy the Honghuang, but the baby must be collected.
In this way, Emperor Huang is ahead, stepping on nothingness and striding across the star field.
Behind him, the cultivators of the heavens, hula la follow one by one, covering the old waist, the former servants and followers, quite motivated to say that they like to go to the ancestral land of the Honghuang clan, all of them are during the Honghuang period, live Become an ashes level, how can there be less baby.
So, the scene of the starry sky is quite eye-catching.
At first glance, Emperor Huang is like carrying a handle, domineering and leaking.
Look, the cultivator of the heavens, like his younger brother, interpreted a plot that has been around for a long time: The boss is upset, and he has to take the younger brothers to the scene.