"kill!"

The gates of Huaxia City were wide open, and the soldiers who could no longer help but rush out with passion. Without the suppression of the god-level masters, even though the remaining enemies were several times that of the Huaxia City Imperial Guards.

The soldiers of the Chinese Empire were also fearless. The faith in their hearts was right in front of them. Every soldier burst out with strong combat power. The army of the Lijian Kingdom collapsed and was unable to compete.

The emperor of the Kingdom of Lijian, Noqi, looked like an old man in the evening, and a group of soldiers whizzed past him, and the blood sprinkled on him.

"I...we... surrender!" Noqi said with difficulty, then turned around and looked at Ao Feng, "Master Zhan Zun, we surrender, from then on, we will always be a vassal state of the Chinese Empire!"

Noqi has no choice. Di Sartre, the god of disaster in the East Asian god world, and Monte, the god of death, are no longer the trump cards he can rely on. The combat power of the Chinese Empire is above the Kingdom of Liberty. If you don’t want to disappear from now on, Noqi

This is all you can do.

"You are very smart!" Ao Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered: "But, I no longer believe you!"

"No! Please, please!" Nuoqi knelt down dejectedly and begged Ao Feng bitterly.

"I can do nothing!" Ao Feng looked at the blood-covered Emperor Tang Chao of the Chinese Empire, then rose into the air and flew towards the fierce battle in the void.

Tang Chao nodded slightly, looked at the national teacher Li Xian, and slowly said: "Counterattack, recover the country!"

"Yes, your Majesty!"

The battle between Jinchen, Long Zi Taotie and the god of disaster Di Sartre, and the god of death Mengtai has been transferred to the East China Sea.

In the magnificent East China Sea, the blue sea water stirred up huge waves, one vortex after another rotating rapidly, deeply connected to the seabed, which was caused by the terrifying divine power.

"Jinchen, you have used it for too long!"

The God of Death Meng Tai retreated step by step under Jinchen's big sword. Even the God of Death Blood Scythe was cut into two pieces by the extremely fierce big sword, and vomited blood.

"Nonsense, this is the main god. If you don't have fun, where can you find such a training partner!" Jin Chen muttered dissatisfiedly. In the East Asian God Realm, the people around Ao Feng are either much worse than Jin Chen's cultivation level, or

He is taller than him, and he is suppressed at the peak of the divine level like this, and he will be extremely happy to fight.

"Ahhhh!" The God of Death Meng Tai was furious. He was just a fun training student. He was really too bullying!!

"What's the ghost's name?" Jin Chen's sword eyebrows stood up, and a huge sword aura roared up, slashing at the god of death Meng Tai. "Since Ao Feng thinks I'm slow, then end it soon!!"

"call out!"

The sharply flickering sword energy shrank in an instant, turning into an arrow that was only half a foot long, turning from dazzling light to a black line that absorbs light, and stabbing towards the eyebrows of Meng Tai, the god of death.

"Ha!" The God of Death Meng Tai's eyebrows stinged, and quickly activated the power of the divine nature. In an instant, the main god's domain spread out, layer by layer to compress the space and block the body.

"Swish!" Before the black arrow, the main god's realm was irresistible and was instantly torn apart. In the flash, he headed straight for the God of Death Meng Tai's eyebrows.

The God of Death Meng Tai's soul is so strong that the power of the domain cannot stop the sword energy. How could he know that Jinchen's cultivation is different from other people. He does not practice the domain but practices the rules of the sword. The rules of the sword are sharp! Extremely sharp!

"The power of the divine nature!" A blood line cracked between the eyebrows of the god of death Meng Tai. With the help of the divine nature condensed, the divine nature condensed from the supreme divine realm instantly broke away, spinning and turning into a sickle, crashing towards the black sword energy.

"Ding!" Sparks flew everywhere, and then disappeared. The black sword energy flashed away. The sickle-shaped divine character shattered in an instant. "Puff!" The eyebrows of the god of death, Meng Tai, instantly exploded, his soul was split into pieces, and his dry brain turned into ashes.

And disperse.

"Hahaha, Taotie, I'll finish the work!" Jinchen flashed back to Ao Feng with his big sword on his back.

"I'm done!" Taotie roared, and layers of clouds filled his body. As the waves tumbling, a dragon shadow roared at Di Sartre, the retreating god of disaster.

"Ao Feng, you can't kill me!" Di Sarte, the god of disaster, fled back quickly and shouted loudly at Ao Feng: "You and I have had a covenant, you can't betray me!"

"Hahaha!" Ao Feng laughed loudly when he heard this, his eyes burst out with bright light, and he smiled and said, "How many gods in the sky are there that I cannot kill! The covenant between you and me has been set foot on this continent.

By then, it no longer exists!”

"No!" The god of disaster Di Sartre was slapped by the huge waves rolled up by the dragon shadow, and fell into the seabed wailing. Dragon shadows flashed rapidly, and the sea water rolled like boiling.

"puff!"

With a light sound, the sea surface slowly returned to calm, and blood rose from the bottom of the sea, and then a dragon shadow rolled, rolling up a complete divine character and fell back into Long Zi Taotie's body.

"Hahaha!" Long Zi Taotie laughed and stuffed the divine figure into his mouth, chewing it crisply.

"It's a waste of resources!" Jinchen smacked his lips. He didn't understand how Taotie could eat something like a stone.

Ao Feng shook his head disapprovingly. He loved to eat by nature. There was very little food in the world that he didn't eat. His eyes slowly swept across the gods, and silver light spread out, turning into crystal rain.

As it fell, the Chinese gods felt a warm current merge into their bodies, and the power of the same origin as them rolled in, instantly regaining vitality.

"Li Dezhi!" Ao Feng's eyes stopped on Li Dezhi, a divine master of Feibin Kingdom, who was covered in blood and was sluggish.

"War Lord!" Li Dezhi was seriously injured and looked at Ao Feng with energy.

"You did a good job. The only one who endured the gods who had joined me back then was the only one who persisted!" Ao Feng smiled slightly, and a little light appeared on his fingers, falling on Li Dezhi's eyebrows.

Li Dezhi's divine power was instantly restored, but the dazzling light turned into a strange symbol and remained on Li Dezhi's eyebrows, and a strange power slowly grew.

"If you keep your promise, I will give you the power of the contract!" Ao Feng said slowly: "You are the god of the contract in the East Asian God Realm. Any contract power has been imprinted in that mark. The more contracts you promise, the more contracts you promise.

, the more power of the contract will be, forming a complete contractual divine character!”

"This... thank you, thank you Lord Zhan Zun!" Li Dezhi was extremely surprised. He didn't expect that he had really bet right. Not only did he bet on his life, but he also bet on a contracted divine character!

Ao Feng nodded gently. In fact, with Ao Feng's current cultivation of the power of stars, he could not create a divine character for others, but using the power of stars to condense unique rules to form a divine character imprint, this is the star.

The unique feature of the power of the body is creation.

"Boss!"

"Brother Feng!"

"tutor!"

With a few calls, brothers such as Longhuo, Longba, Lan Qin and other students, as well as a group of students from the Imperial Academy, flew into the sky and surrounded Ao Feng.

“Huhhh!”

A few sounds of wind passed by, and there was no other sound in the sky. More than a dozen big men faced each other, with strong feelings and longing in their eyes.

"brother!"

After a long time, Ao Feng gently spit out the two warm words.

"brother!"

A dozen people shouted in unison, and the sound seemed like a howling, rolling and stirring up the clouds in the sky.

"Hahaha! These kids are playing sensational!" Xuanyuan Zheng, Tang Dynasty, Li Xian, Long Zun, and the Long Ao brothers looked at the young people in the sky, and a long-lost hot flashed in their eyes.

"Brothers, thank you for your hard work!"

Looking at the familiar but much more mature faces, Ao Feng said slowly.

"Hmph, thank you for your hard work?" Feng Xiaoyun curled his lips dissatisfied, "Brother Feng, you patted your butt and left. This has been several years since you left. Brother, you are almost talented, and I guess you will die now!"

"That's right!" Long Huo, Lan Qin, Gui Qianli and others also winked, expressing their dissatisfaction.

"This..." Ao Feng hesitated for a moment, then he immediately understood, looked at Feng Xiaoyun and the others and said, "Then what do you think, how can you compensate you?"

"Hehe!" Feng Xiaoyun blinked, "It's hard to say, good wine and good food, drink with your brothers all night!"

"It's easy to say!" Ao Feng raised his brow and returned to his recklessness. He laughed and said, "Boss, I brought the fine wine from the God Realm and the West Asian continent. We will never return without getting drunk today!"

"Yes, yes, don't get drunk with turtles! Don't get drunk with turtles!"

When Jinchen heard that there was a good drink, he came over with a smile.

"Oh, who are you?" Feng Xiaoyun raised his eyebrows.

"Hehe, who cares about who you have to drink? If you drink, you are brothers, hahaha!" Jinchen had a thick face, called brothers and brothers with a group of young men, and hugged Ao Feng and fell towards Huaxia City.

"Go together, go together!"

The god-eating insect Hengheng walked around somewhere, and shouted and chased after the Demon Swallowing Whale.

In the night sky, the stars are shining and the moon is as bright as snow.

The entire Huaxia City is brightly lit and the whole country is celebrating!

The Crazy Dragon War Lord returns to East Asia and destroys the enemy in a blink of an eye. The Lord of the God Realm is hard to be Ao Feng’s power. In the city of Huaxia, no matter men, women, young and old, they all wear red and green, and they are decorated with lights, just like a grand festival.

Generally, this day was also made National Day by the later Chinese Empire!

"Brothers walk together for life, and they won't leave in those days. One word, a lifetime, a lifetime of love, a glass of wine..."

In the Dragon Palace of Huaxia City, there were singing sounds flying. Although they were not very tuned, they could be heard that there were rich and sincere feelings among the drunken sounds.

The dish was made by Qinglin, Huo Wu and Long Piaoyi. The wine includes the imperial wine in the imperial palace of the Chinese Empire, and the fine wine from the East Asian God Realm.

"Oh, look at this table!"

Huo Wu, Qinglin, Long Piaoyi and Long Huo's mother were also the godmothers of brothers such as Ao Feng. The four beauties looked at the person lying on the table helplessly, laughing and crying.

Ao Feng and the others had agreed before drinking that no one was allowed to use their divine power to resist the intention of drinking. Although Ao Feng's divine dragon body had extremely strong resistance to wine, he could not resist more than a dozen or twenty people taking turns to accompany him to drink, and more than twenty

After the brother got drunk, Ao Feng finally got drunk too.

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