The Boss Behind The Game

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The dry body was bathed in the blood of the gods.

The ice ghost tribe looked up at the crack in the sky, the madness in his eyes was uncontrollable, and his body was shaking with it.

"Hahaha!" Bingyu laughed hysterically.

The broken armor on his body shattered at this time, revealing the body covered with scars. He reached out and grabbed forward, and the blood belonging to the supervisor Xianjun immediately began to converge toward him.

During the condensation, the blood of the supervisor Xianjun turned into a mark, which was printed on his back, and became the fifth golden mark.

"Roar!"

The soldiers of the Binggui clan learned the way of the patriarch Bingyu and scratched forward fiercely. The blood of the gods spreading in the heavens and the earth began to converge and was printed on their backs.

After slaying God, this is a trophy and glory, and it is also the meritorious medal of every anti-Sky Alliance soldier!

"Enough is enough?" Bingyu smiled and turned his head and looked at his people.

"Kill!" The soldiers of the Ice Ghosts roared collectively, and the huge intention of killing soared into the sky. The cracks in the space shook violently, as if they would be shredded at any time.

They looked up at the sky, looking forward to the arrival of the gods, they longed for God.

At this moment, the gods of the underworld shuddered.

With weak and strong, this long-lost Anti-Astronomical Alliance war group announced to the heavens and the underworld in such a violent way.

Even if you have the same combat power, even if your heart is desperate again, ask who has the courage to carry this banner against the sky.

But at this moment, the ice ghosts did it.

The two-winged sign that never disappears in the sky represents the "Anti-Sky Alliance."

Everyone once thought that the old days of the Anti-Astronomy Alliance had passed, and even occasional outcrops would be pursued by the forces of heaven to hide and hide, and it would basically fall shortly.

In this era, who can be like the Ice Ghost Warrior, carry the banner against the sky, and fearlessly fight against the forces of heaven.

Countless **** gods were silent at this moment.

Countless times they longed to be too ice ghost-like, and fought against the forces of heaven.

But all this is longing after all.

They have no courage, and they are not ready for this sacrifice.

While waiting, Frost's sword in Bingyu's hand refers to the space crack hanging in the sky.

"This time we change the way, how about stepping into the gate of heaven!"

The understatement of the tone, however, speaks shocking words.

Kill heaven!

This is something that many powerful ancient gods dare not think about, but at the moment it is so casual and free and easy as Bingyu said. It ’s like asking people, how about hunting?

No one from the Ice-Ghost tribe spoke, but the fanaticism in his eyes was the best answer.

"Take to heaven!" During the conversation, Bingyu turned into a blue streamer, and shot into this not-closed heaven channel.

No need to talk too much, follow closely is the best support.

There is no loop here, and the corpse buryes its realm, but for the ice owl and the people, what is the fear?

Join all the fighters in the Anti-Sky Alliance, and none of them thought that they could finally die!

As "She" said, the Anti-Astronomy Alliance is only the leader who leads the "old age" of the underworld to the end, so the glory of creating a new era never belongs to them. It is their final destination on the path to a new era.

Since the former comrades-in-arms have all passed away, the Ice Ghosts are also reluctant to sleep in the ground and be witnesses of the new era.

The dusk of the old times is beautiful, but that is their world, where they belong.

The broken bodies are only to shine the last light, to ignite the afterglow belonging to the old days of their anti-Sky Alliance.

Light up the road for a new era still in the dark.

"Roar!"

The killing intention of the sky shook the channel of the heavens, and all the soldiers of the anti-sky alliance-ice ghost battle group rushed to the heavens without hesitation.

Vigorously ran to the old dusk that belongs to them.

The moment the heavens channel closed, the underworld gods who were watching all this were silent.

Some have clenched their fists, some have red eyes, and some are screaming ...

The hatred held in my heart was once again awakened.

Really want to be so oppressed all the time?

All the gods of the grave asked themselves.

When all the gods of the underworld asked this sentence, the ice ghosts had actually succeeded.

Because the light of the old era has ignited the anger of the new era ...

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The pair of crimson wings representing the "Anti-Sky Alliance" are the flags carried by the ice ghosts, and follow them into the heaven channel.

This anti-sky symbol formed by the condensed blood of the gods of the heavens is the first gift the ice ghosts gave to the heavens.

As their figures cross the heavenly channel, countless figures are already waiting here.

The powerful immortal prince, the beast surrounded by immortal air, even more glanced at the sky, the **** figure of the heavens who can't see his head.

Ten thousand, one hundred thousand ... Uncountable, a large number of heavenly gods gathered in front of the heavenly gate.

Gaze ahead, the murderous intention in Bingyu's heart swells.

In this world surrounded by aura, in the eyes of the moraine and the people, it is black, deep and black.

The smirk at the corner of his mouth reappeared.

He reached out and pointed to the sky, the sign of the anti-sky alliance slowly hanging from the back, hanging high in this world of God.

"Ice Ghost Regiment? I thought you were long gone and did not expect it to exist, but this time you will never go back!" An old man riding a green bull looked at Bingyu with a gloomy expression.

"Go back? Hahahaha!" Bingyu couldn't help laughing, the only way to go against the sky was to go forward, and never to retreat.

Sword of Frost in the hand refers to the old green cow, with blue long hair dancing in the wind, and there is only infinite warfare in Bingyu's eyes.

"Kill!" The soldiers of the ice ghosts roared in unison, their eyes were covered with blue light, and their bodies shivered in the breeze.

Not fear, but excitement for the coming final battle.

The blood in my heart has already boiled and needs the blood of God to cool it down.

"I remember you called Bingyu, right? How about returning to heaven? You are a respectable warrior, who can kill Xianjun in the realm of Yin and Shen, and you shouldn't sink six of them!" Moraine spoke again.

"Kill you first, wait, you talk too much!" Bing Yan's eyes were covered with blue, and Frost Hanjian in his hand suddenly stabbed at the old cow.

A little blue glory came to the young man in an instant.

"Niuer!" The Qingniu old man saw the situation, his body was not moving, a dust wave in his hand, and patted the Qingniu head under him.

"Oh ~!" Qingniu's forefoot slashed gently and his head growled.

Bingyu's sword will be crushed by the raging sounds before the sword is approaching.

"Do you think you can win? Here is only part of the Celestial combat power, you can't even fight me, how to fight with us!" Green Bull old man's eyes flashed, looking at Bingyu's eyes full of curiosity.

"Does this matter?" Bing Yan looked at the Qingniu old man and said, the corner of his mouth appeared:

"kill!"

"Roar!"

The beast-like roar came from the population of the ice ghost clan, and their bodies followed the patriarch Bingyu and rushed to the gods.

With the indomitable warfare that only belonged to the old days of the Anti-Astronomy Alliance in their hearts, they rushed to the dusk old time that belongs to them, and that was their battlefield.

At this moment, the heavenly gods' art approached the soldiers of the ice ghost tribe like raindrops.

A warrior's body was dying in progress, and the broken body could not bear much damage, but their hearts were like a sea of ​​oceans, carrying the pride and persistence belonging to them in the era of anti-Sky Alliance.

They have been waiting for this battle for a long time.

As they moved forward, the pain of their bodies made them laugh hysterically.

When the ice ghost battle group reached the Celestial Protoss, the clan was almost completely destroyed, and everyone was bathing in blood.

But no one felt sad for this, but carried on the faith and will of the deceased people and continued to kill the gods of heaven.

"It's over!" At this moment, the old man riding the green bull waved the dust with a sigh, and a huge furnace shadow was born out of thin air, locking the ice mast in front.

"Refining!" Between lightly, the stove began to tremble, and the raging flames immediately wrapped the ice moraine.

"Hahaha!" The burning pain of the skin did not make Bingyu mourn for this, and the flames of war in her heart leaped like fire.

Frost's sword was severely chopped on this stove, and the cold power instantly penetrated the stove and spread outward.

In the amazement of the Qingniu old man, all the flames inside the stove were frozen, and the whole stove was exploded and burst into pieces of ice.

It's just the realm of Yin Shen, not even reaching the ancient gods. The combat power of Bingyu made the old cattle irresistibly moved.

At this moment, he thought of the top ten battle groups of the Anti-Sky Alliance, and Bingyu could become one of the group leaders in the realm of Yin God, which shows how terrible his talent is.

Thinking of this, the old man of Qingniu became extremely gloomy.

Bingyu's talent is too high. If he returns to the mountain, he may become another North Lishen. He once again swings the floating dust and wants to control the Bingyu.

Just then, Bingyu turned to look at him.

The killing in his eyes seemed to overflow.

In a flash, the news was in place, and when it reappeared, it was beside the Qingniu old man.

The extreme cold aura of heaven and earth converged, forming an ice-blue swirl on the tip of the sword.

"kill!"

"Oh!"

A huge sound wave came on, but Bingyu's entire conviction was all condensed on the sword in his hand, without stepping back or even defending.

Under the impact of huge sound waves, the body appeared fine scars, and blood was flowing.

"Roar!"

This sword broke through the sound waves, and hacked straight towards the old green bull.

Saying to chop you, then you must chop you!

"God forgive!" The old man of Qingniu spit out a green breath, and turned it into an air shield and blocked it in front of him.

This sword of Bingyu was blocked for a moment, and could no longer be dropped.

"You are not my opponent ..."

The Qingniu old man's voice didn't fall. Two chains appeared on the back of Bingyu, suddenly pierced the gas shield, and bound his body in place.

At this moment, the Green Bull old man was horrified to find that his divine power was being squeezed into his body a little bit and could not be mobilized.

"The power to lock the sky, the north lock of the sky!"

"Dead!"

The shield was broken, and Frost's Sword suddenly chopped down, taking up the head of the conceited high-ranking fairy monk.

"Sixth!" With strong fists, the blood belonging to the Green Bull old man was plundered, turned into a blood mark of God, printed on the back, and became the loot of Moraine ~ www.readwn.com ~ hahahaha! "Turning his head to the gods in the sky, Bingyu's laughter was extremely arrogant.

"Kill!" Bingyu held up the Frost Sword in his hand, and they darted in the unbelievable eyes of all heavenly gods.

The picture seems to freeze at this moment.

All his people have been killed, and the only Bingyu holding the broken Sword of Frost in his hand, rushed into the sky, towards the gods of the sky.

Like a moth fluttering fire, that "kill" rang through the world.

This scene shocked the gods of the sky.

In this battle, the "fighting posture" of the Ice Ghost Battle Team and Bingyu was engraved in the hearts of these heavenly gods, and could not be erased.

The red sun hovering above the heavens has sunk to the horizon at this time, and the light of dusk reflects this rising figure.

Just as the mission of Anti-Sky Alliance came to an end, with that figure, the last afterglow bloomed.

The last regret is gone now.

Looking at the Fengtian Suo accompanying him, Bingyu knew that he had not been abandoned by the Beiqi Protoss.

I still do n’t understand why, but is that important ...

The afterglow of dusk was printed on his face, and Bingyu's face showed a smile.

Although I really want to see the rising sun at the beginning of tomorrow, but he does not belong to me, this is my destination ...

When Bingyu's broken body fell from the air, countless Yin gods in the underworld shouted.

There was a blood rain at Hades.

It seems that he is sending a farewell to the old-time warrior of the Anti-Sky Alliance from the new era.

But his unyielding will ignited the dust in the hearts of the underworld gods.

The hatred in my heart couldn't be stopped, and the idea of ​​"reversing the sky" that I dare not mention was awakened again.

They waited, waiting for the moment when the time was ripe, took over the blood-stained old era against the sky banner, and created a new era belonging to the underworld ...

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