The Divine Martial Stars

Li Mu clearly felt that the ancestors of the six races had some tension at this moment, a feeling of being like an enemy.

The eater konjac struggled and looked at the white **** of war, his eyes were slightly awkward, but soon became the fierce beast of the beast, climbed up and rushed toward the **** of war Bai Jun.

The giant corpse smashed the grass shield with a stone axe and rushed toward the **** of war.

Only the nine-headed gods, squatting, seemed to think of something, and made a loud scream.

In the mouth of the **** of war, the voice of grief and anger: "Rock, you have followed me, fighting the Star River, defending the race, is the most brave warrior of my majesty, the drums of Xuanhuang, do you still remember..."

This is to say to the konjac.

The konjac was attacked by him and fell to the ground, and there was a faint color in his eyes, but there was a strange black rune beam flickering on his body, under the pain, it recovered again. It’s fierce.

"And you, my son has been in the sky, you have been a mountain, you have fallen into the stars, the name of the first brave man in the Ziwei star field has been spread. Even if you die, the war can still be How can the brave body be controlled by rebellious pollution? Still not awake."

The **** of war, Bai Jun, took the stone axe with a long brother, and slandered the blue-faced zombie with his head.

The blue-faced zombie roared, and the black mist in the nose and mouth was indifferent. He still waved the axe and finally flew out.

The nine-headed **** bird looked at the **** of war, and gave a crisp sound.

The ancestors of the six races are all nervous.

Because they know that the strength of the **** of war Baijun is so terrible, a true god, once the invincible existence of the entire star field, sweeping all enemies, at least not what they can resist, today dare to appear here, nothing more than this The man is dead, and the old magical powers are running low. Once he really lives, it is a disaster and a nightmare.

However, after a few moments of observation, they had new discoveries.

"No, no, it's not really alive, just a sigh of obstinacy."

"Well, some memory fragments of the past, not the memory of the mind, the memory of the body, the body of the gods, it is surprising." The ancestors of the Bitao people calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as this person does not suddenly "live", then everything is still in control.

Li Mu on Daqingshan was caught in an inexplicable shock.

Judging from the sudden opening of the beast of the **** of war, this scorpion konjac, giant corpse, and nine-headed godbirds were once his majesty, his deployment?

In other words, these three fierce monsters, and the sinners, and the Xuan Huang war department are inextricably linked.

Li Mu suddenly changed his impression of them.

When I look at them again, it feels different at once.

But it is a pity that the shouting of the war **** Bai Jun does not allow the three fierce monsters to awaken the memories of the past.

They have been controlled by the secrets of the six major ancestors, lost their former glory, and forgot the past lives of the past, and launched a deadly attack on the former commander.

"Today, I am giving you relief."

There is a sense of vicissitudes and sorrows that transcends the ancient wilderness.

He cut his own palm with a black sword.

The bright red blood is filled in the palm of your hand.

"God blood!"

The eyes of the Donglin ancestors suddenly became hot.

Several other ancestors are also moving.

Today, within the body of the **** of war, the blood of the true God of the Lord is the blood of the gods, and the mystery of the gods, and the final result that they have been expected to harvest for thousands of years.

The bright red blood seemed to have a strange magical power, and the ancestors of the six races, the breathing, became unknowingly rushed.

The **** of war, Baijun, used his own blood as his ink, and used the finger as a pen to directly print on the forehead of the ruined konjac.

boom!

The mysterious power of the rune broke out.

For a moment, the eyes of the konjac scorpion suddenly became clear.

Just like a person who has been sleeping and stunned for a long time, suddenly woke up, after a brief stunned, he saw the white **** of the gods in front of him, suddenly excited, one knee and knees: "Grandma, what happened to me? Donglin How is the war? Please order, the end will be..."

Its memory, staying in the battle before the long time, in a fierce confrontation, he was seriously injured and fainted, not knowing what happened behind him.

The **** of war, Baijun did not speak, but once again painted a symbol with his own blood, forcibly pressing the head and heart position of the giant corpse that had been rushed.

The cyan smell on the face of the giant corpse disappeared instantly, and the fangs that stretched out the corner of his mouth shrank back. It turned into a look of a young man with a clear eyebrow. It was also a loss of consciousness. "I... I am not dead." I was concealed by the despicable Donglin army, and took up the head, I... ah, father handsome?"

The young man, seeing the white **** of the **** of war, suddenly rejoiced, but was surprised, habitually kneeling on one knee.

The **** of war, Bai Jun, once again gave a shot, and sent a drop of blood directly into the mouth opened by the nine-headed bird.

The nine-headed **** bird trembled, and the nine-color fire suddenly flickered, and then seemed to break free of some kind of restraint, and quickly rushed toward it, eventually turning into a nine-color bird, falling on the white of God of War. Jun's shoulder.

At this point, an incredible change has taken place.

Li Mu is overjoyed.

The war **** Bai Jun actually recovered the three monsters with magical power. Does this actually mean that the situation has been reversed?

In the distance, Huangfu Chengdao saw such a scene and his heart was shocked.

"This... what to do? The situation is wrong." He was anxious.

Guan Zhendao: "Slightly, don't worry, my ancestors are here, the layout is a thousand years, will there be an accident?"

In fact, after seeing the konjac konjac, the giant corpse and the nine-headed sacred bird out of control, the six ethnic ancestors were only slightly surprised, and there was nothing flustered or shocked.

"It is a good opportunity." Donglin ancestors.

The Bitao ancestors laughed: "I didn't expect the blood of God, and there is such a function. It is really no loss. We wait for so long. Today, it is better to let the past reappear, perhaps to stimulate the blood and let it play the most. Power."

After the ancestors of the Tianshen family, they understood it.

"Haha, okay, such a touching picture, I haven't seen it for a long time, and the past reappears. The war anger of the war **** Bai Jun will definitely bring the power of the blood to the extreme." He smiled.

......

"Master, what is going on here?" The konjac only feels in his own mind, hey, there are many memories, not complete.

"Father, what is it at this time? I am destroying the army, can I still fight?"

The young people who have changed the giant corpse have also noticed a lot of things that are not right. He was the righteous son of the **** of war. He was adopted by the **** of war from a young age. Later, with the brave and invincible talent, he became the pioneer of the demon army of the Xuanhuang War. campaign.

At the last moment of his memory, he was the leader of the Donglin Army who was subordinated to the Demon Lord. He suddenly attacked, betrayed him, and smashed his head.

but now?

what happened?

The **** of war Bai Jun still did not answer. At this time, on the top of the sky, suddenly there was a scream and roar.

Li Mu looked up subconsciously.

However, I saw a holographic projection of a general scroll of clouds, slowly unfolding.

"That is..." The young man, who was in the sky, saw a scene in the picture, but it was on the same day that he led the army to annihilate the demon outside the field. In the key battle, he was screened by the leader of the Donglin Army.

At that time, the leader of the Donglin Army was the ancestor of the Donglin people today. After thousands of years, the appearance was generally the same. The hands were scolded and attacked from behind, and the young man’s head was directly smashed.

"Ah..." the young man yelled.

The feeling of watching yourself being smothered is very bad.

Then, he saw a more despicable and cruel picture. The elite demon lord of the Xuanhuang War Department was attacked by the betrayed Donglin Army. Many Xuanhuang warriors did not react, and they were killed by the Donglin Army soldiers who fought side by side. Counting, slaughter.

In the screams, roaring, cursing, and endless.

The **** of war, Bai Jun, the rock, the sky, and the nine-headed bird, looked up at the sky, because of anger, the body was shaking.

This is the famous ‘Donglin’s rebellion’ blood case before the millennium.

The vanguard of the Yanhuang War Department, in the sudden attack launched by the Donglin Army, which they regarded as the robes, was completely unprotected.

And this is just the beginning.

In the end, the blood flowed into the river, and the bones were like mountains.

"Damn, Donglin people have betrayed us? These despicable miscellaneous pieces, if not our Xuanhuang war department, rescued them from the butcher's knife of the outer world, they have already destroyed the family."

I can’t help but roar.

"Is this true?" He looked at the **** of war, Bai Jun.

What was shown on the scroll of the scorpio was after he was concealed. He did not know it before.

"Ha ha ha, of course it is true, not only you are dead, the **** of war Bai Jun is also dead. Today, you are all a group of dead people. Everything you see on this scroll is the history of the past, recorded. Picture."

In the sky, the Donglin ancestors laughed.

"In that year, smashing your knife, directly killing you in this Xuanhuang war department, killing on the spot, I will refine your body into a zombie, for my use, hahaha." He smiled very deliberately, Obviously it is deliberately stimulating the opponent.

The heavenly body trembled fiercely.

"This is not a thing, keep watching." The gods ancestors.

On the scroll of the sky, a picture of the scene is being demonstrated.

"Ah, help, mother, save me..." The little girl cried in horror, and before she went to her mother, she saw her mother, and the warrior in green armor was divided into two sections.

She burst into tears.

There are crying and loud noises around.

The old man’s head was picked at the tip of the gun.

Here is a logistics branch base of the Xuanhuang War Department. The army of the Bitao people is carrying out massacres. The guards they were originally dispatched here suddenly launched a rebellion.

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Although the update is late, please believe that the knife is really trying hard to keep the bottom line of the two daily, and the adjustment is better.