One hundred thousand mountains, vast, and dense green are boundless killing opportunities. Death and freshmen are always extending in this mountain. This is both a vibrant place, but it is also a place to die.
At this moment, in the depths of the 100,000 mountains, a huge tribe emerges, which is a large number of millions of people, and there is a huge city wall around the tribe, as if it is a city, like a city, as if it is a city, it is like a city.
Then, then
Among the walls of this city, a felt house is scattered in it, and the order is well -oriented, but at this moment, the people of the barbarians have walked out of their own houses, and they hold a variety of weapons in their hands, both with thunder soldiers.
There are also ordinary weapons, and even some women's hands are still holding kitchen knives.
In the four corners of this tribe, the four towers emerged. On the tower, the barbarian soldiers held the war knife, and the boundless killing intention appeared in the eyes. Looking at the enemy in front of the eyes.
Dao Hei smoke continues to rise, and there is a corpse on the earth. Among them, there are corpses belonging to the barbarians, but there are also corpses of the enemy who come to.
Obviously, there was a war. Some foreigners wanted to capture most of this fall, but in the end they were resisted and could not move forward.
Around this tribe, a army was standing quietly. They were wearing black scales, all over their bodies covered with strong evil spirits.
The sky was changed.
This is a big army, a strong blood spirit shows the ability to recruit this hundred -war army. Although there are only tens of thousands of people, the momentum of gathering is much stronger than millions.
Because this army is composed of practitioners. Among them, the lowest cultivation has the sixth order of thunderbolic period, and the highest person has even reached the thunderboy period.
The monk's army is particularly rare even in the center of the Thunder Continent. Only three major dynasties can form such a army, and the number is not too much. Each dynasty is only more than 100,000 monks.
At this moment, the number of people in this army has reached more than 30,000, which is equivalent to 30 % of the combat power of a dynasty. Now, these 30 % of the combat power are used in the barbarians.
It will set off a huge wave.
Among this army, a golden chariot looks particularly eye -catching. It is pulled by a colorful peacock.
Then, then
The surface of the entire chariot flashed with golden mang, and there was a flag on the wind and moved to the wind. It was a dragon flag with two large characters on it -Da Zhou!
"Is this the sacred place of the barbarians? Is that the same?"
The world seems to swallow the world in front of you.
If Lei Yu is here, you must recognize the young man in front of him. He is not someone else. It is the prince of the Da Zhou dynasty Qin Tianzheng. Now he is no longer the real -life thunder realm, but the real immortal thunder period is strong.
Those, and reached the third order of Xianlei.
"The barbarians have been inherited for millions of years. This is the barbaric tribe and the largest tribe of the entire barbarians.
People can no longer communicate the witch world. They lack one thing. As long as they do not get this, they cannot communicate the witch world, and they cannot improve their cultivation. "
"Therefore, even though the entire barbarians have thirteen fairy thunderstorms, they can only belong to the end on the entire Thunder continent, because the Xianlei period is the highest cultivation of the entire barbarians.
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Above the chariot, an old man wearing a brown robe was extraordinarily old, and his face was constantly wrinkled.
It is possible to die at any time.
However, there is a strange breath on his body. This breath is very unusual.
A kind of witch.
"So, you betrayed the barbarians and rely on my Da Zhou Emperor's dynasty in order to exchange for your future breakthroughs. Witch Er, this palace is right!" Qin Tianzheng's eyes flickered, and there was an inexplicable meaning in the words.
The old man, known as Wu Er, did not refute, his old eyes looked at the Nai Man Tribe in front of him, revealing a hint of incredible feelings in his eyes. In the end, he slowly closed his eyes and said calmly: "Quit
The sky is dead, and it is a transformer. The rise of the Dazhou dynasty can no longer be blocked. Although the barbarians are located in the 100,000 Mountains, once the Great Zhou Dynasty became the hegemon of the Thunder Continent, my barbarians would be cleaned.
It is better to return to the Dazhou Emperor's dynasty as soon as possible, maybe it can still keep my barbarians in one pulse. "
Hearing the words, Qin Tianzheng's face showed a smile: "Witch II, you are very conscious, the rise of my Da Zhou dynasty is doomed. Everything will be wiped out in front of my Da Zhou dynasty.
Mainly with my Da Zhou Dynasty. "
"Wu Er, you are the big priest of the barbarians. As long as you can complete this task, the palace guarantees that my Da Zhou dynasty will never treat you. Although Huang Ji Tian Dan is precious, but for you like this, I
The Dazhou dynasty will naturally not be treated. At that time, the curse of your barbarians' fairy thunder will be lifted, and you will also become the king of the barbarians of the new generation, and be supported by the entire barbarians! "
"Thank you His Royal Highness!" Wu Er bowed his body, and his figure became lighter and gradually disappeared on the chariot.
At the same time, in the Barbarian tribe, a strange -style palace is located on the earth. It is the palace of the barbarians. There are all kinds of pictures on the walls outside the temple. Most of these pictures are barbarians.
The major events that happened in it recorded everything in the barbarians for millions of years, and in the hall, the statues with different shapes in the hall were placed in it, with different shapes and extraordinary momentum.
Among these statues, a statue is the most conspicuous. It is an ordinary middle -aged man.
It is hard to open a new world, and the wildness is to the extreme.
Under the statue, the old man wearing a brown robe was sitting cross -legged. They were old, one by one, as if they were wrapped in their bones. They had a strong life in them.
Among them, a small hell is average.
"Everyone, now that my barbarians have encountered the most difficult times, the heavy soldiers of the Dazhou dynasty were put on, in order to make my barbaric people go back and become the minions of the Da Zhou dynasty. However, my barbaric family has never committed it since the barbaric ancestors opened the sky.
In others, although the Dazhou dynasty is great, they will never succeed. My barbarians have the blessing of the ancestor, and this battle will win! "
On the dark temple, a loud sound sounded, and he was wrapped in a brown robe, only showing an old face. The stunning of his body was stronger than other old people, and it was positive.
Because of this, this person's identity is obvious, he is the strongest among the thirteen immortal periods of the entire barbarians.
The entire barbarians have a total of thirteen fairy thunder periods. They have been promoted to Wuxu 13 according to the promotion of the immortal thunder period.
No one knows his cultivation. As for Wu XII, his cultivation is the weakest, but it is just the beginning of the Xianlei period.
"The ancestor care, this battle, my barbarians will win!"
Suddenly, a majestic war rose from the hearts of these big priests. They have not moved for too long. Today, they will definitely fight a battle. Even if they will blood on the battlefield, they will not have them.
The slightest regret.
"I can feel that they are here, so we should leave!" Wu Da Youyou's voice came out. In a moment, a black mang flashed among the thirteen people, turning into a sky black mango
Out of this hall.
"The old man of the barbarians finally moved, or fortunately, let the king come for a while for a while!"
Armor, holding a red halberd, like a blood -stained demon king, between whistling, blood flows into a river, and the creature is destroyed.
The strong murderous intention came out, and the murderous strength was almost overwhelming to the sky. It was a little stronger than the murderous murderous of the 30,000 troops.
The soldiers could not help but take a few steps back.
However, in this regard, the prince of Qin Tianzhen, the prince of the Da Zhou Dynasty, did not change color at all, and even had a smile on his face. He was very clear about his uncle of his own.
After that, the emperor had not done it for a hundred years, it was when it was itchy.
"Uncle Qin Yang, the little nephew first wishes the emperor's horse here!" Qin Tianzheng said, there is no lingering people, more like a junior respect for the elders.
Qin Yang's face appeared on his face. His title was the prince of the war. He was named in the name of the battle. He had never done it for more than a hundred years. His heart was about to bear it. If it wasn't for the barbarians this time, maybe he would have to wait for a while.
"Uncle Huang accepted your auspicious words, and when the old man was destroyed, the emperor drank with you for a few days and nights!"
Prince War said boldly, with a big hand wave, the blood -colored warrier pointed to Cangtian: "Kill the king will go out!"
As his words fell, a dozen figures rushed from the 30,000 troops. It was the battle that belonged to the strongest period of the Xianlei period. They did not want to spread to the ground.