The roar of faith totem.

The screams of Rong Wu soldiers.

After a brief pause, it resounded on the battlefield again.

In the sky, the purple air vortex frantically absorbed the blood flow on the battlefield and gathered into a river of blood, dragging the vast river of blood, and rushing towards the sky that covered the sky.

Majestic.

I want to break through the sky and pave a way out.

On the earth.

The Black Prison Army and the faith totems were like floods and beasts, crazily attacking the legions of all parties.

massacre!

Harvest!

Push all the way!

They are all using the fastest speed to provide Tianlu with a steady stream of nutrients.

This moment.

No one cares about the tragic level of the battlefield.

When death comes and fear is overwhelming, being able to die immediately is the best choice.

The legions of all parties in the region were defending their families until they died, and the coalition forces of hundreds of tribes were looking forward to whipping south until they died.

Life is like ant, humble as dust.

Living lives and hot blood have become extremely tiny parts of the nutrients that have cast the heavenly road.

Facing the Black Prison Army and the Army of Faith Totem.

The legions of all parties and the coalition forces of hundreds of tribes were soon destroyed, and they stood there like walking corpses, waiting for the butcher's knife to come and harvest.

Time passes slowly.

In this space and time, it seems that time is being pulled very slowly.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the rapid killing.

There are also purple air vortexes and surging blood paths that soar into the sky.

The purple air vortex is rising higher and higher, and the surging blood path behind is becoming more and more magnificent.

The slutty voices that came from the purple air vortex became even louder and louder.

Desolate, simplicity, chanting slowly, noisy and chaotic.

But through the long river of time, the ancient sounds were spreading to this world again.

A loud roar.

Layer ripples continued to flow out from the purple air vortex.

It is the suppression of the might of heaven and the unyielding confrontation of the power of the distant ancestors.

The confrontation between the two has never ended.

The purple vortex carries the surging blood path and the power of the distant ancestors to shake the rules of the world, and the rules between the world will never allow such a situation.

Even the power of the distant ancestors shattered the thunder clouds of heavenly punishment.

But the power of heaven is still there!

As the purple aura vortex became higher and higher, it gradually disappeared from everyone's sight, but the majestic purple aura rendered the sky into a hazy purple color.

Above the sky.

Flashes of power fluctuations continue to be passed.

The pressure of panic was as fierce as prison, and it was pressing down more fiercely.

The loud roar and the slightest voices also became more and more turbulent.

In the sky.

Master Kongkong looked at the sky with fear.

Even if he had exhausted his eyes, it would be difficult to see clearly.

But immediately afterwards, the Buddha light around him quickly converged back into his body, slowly falling towards the ground like a terrifying geese.

Almost at the same time.

The black-robed Tianlang, who had been hovering in the sky, also made the same choice as Master Kongkong, floated out of the giant Tianlang and quickly fell towards the ground.

The power of the distant ancestors condenses and casts the heavenly road, and it is bound to have the most fierce collision with the heavenly power.

The power of the sky!

Even Master Kongkong and the black-robed Tianlang dare not stand in the air anymore, as that would inevitably bear more impacts!

The power of heaven is unshakable.

When it comes to that moment, all sentient beings should kneel on the earth. Even if they stand in the sky, it is equivalent to provoking the power of heaven.

"You evil beast, don't come down if you have a vegetation!"

Chen Daojun's joke and laughter came to the ears of the Black Fear Tianlang.

The falling body of the black robe wolf paused suddenly, and two red lights shot out of his eyes under the black hood.

But, it's just hovering for a second.

"As a belief, how can one say whether to plant or not?"

The black-robed Tianlang responded without being outdone, and then the speed of descent became faster.

at the same time.

The camp behind the battlefield.

Kuigang pulled the chair outside the camp, and sat on the chair like an iron tower, like mud, looking up at everything in the sky.

Early morning.

This should have been the time for the strategic plan to break through the city of the border, the coalition forces of hundreds of ethnic groups waved their whips south, and galloped on horseback.

But all of this has changed!

Even a hero like Kuigang is still a hero who is old and powerless at this time.

His expression was lonely and his eyes were dim.

The number one warrior of the Huns, commander of the Hundred Tribes' Alliance Army, seemed to have all his energy and spirits been taken away at once, and he smashed his weak body on the chair in dejected and lonely manner.

"Silang...faith...is all this what you want?"

Kui Gang smiled with tears in his eyes, his body trembled, and his voice was hoarse as if countless gravels were rubbing against his throat, saying it with all his strength.

And around him, there were commanders of the hundreds of clan coalition forces standing.

Like Kuigang, the only difference is that they still maintain a standing posture.

No one expected that he would wave his whip south carefully.

In the end, it was because of their most respected belief that they failed.

But the millions of troops with the hope of going south were all going to die in Zhenjiang City and become victims.

Before this battle broke out, all of them were ready for sacrifice.

Especially when attacking Zhenjiangcheng, we were prepared for large-scale sacrifice.

But they never expected that the war would start soon!

This majestic city they dreamed of breaking through has completely become a cemetery for the coalition of hundreds of tribes!

The laughter echoed with Kuigang's laughter.

These generals also laughed, laughing extremely desolately.

Wherever they placed, they were a general commander who was above and unyielding.

In order to gather hundreds of tribes together and go to the fertile land in the south, he let go of his pride and was willing to be commanded.

But now, they are all jokes!

The generals, including the commander of Kuigang, Queen Xixing, and the leaders of various tribes of hundreds of tribes, all became jokes!

"I'm not willing to give up, I'm really unwilling to give up!"

"The shitty celestial wolf is on the top, the shitty celestial wolf is on the top!"

"Those who have been believing in existence for thousands of years and ultimately treat their believers like this. So what is the difference between it and animals?"

...

Wailing, cursing, and noisy.
To be continued...