MTL - Otherworldly Evil Monarch-v6 Chapter 516 treasure!

The fifty-sixth chapter is precious!

"Well, what do you mean by this?" Jun Moxie was shocked and asked quickly.

"Just there is a sudden feeling of change. It is here that the first nine secluded hands of the day raised a huge peak between the first few hands!" Nine secluded fourteen pointed to the ground under the finger, silently said: "He It is even more powerful to seal the seal. Even after 10,000 years, the semi-sacred people of the aliens can't easily cross. What a great power?"

He smiled self-deprecatingly and said: "My nine secluded fourteen has always been called the world's first master... Oh, now I know that this 'the world's first master' six words, has always been like a record The loud slap in the face, the face of my own face all the time! I have any qualifications, can occupy the position of the world's first master? The frog at the bottom of the well, never really know the vastness of the world!"

"One and a half holy, I still need to fight for a long time to get it. But the nine secluded first only need a seal, it will continue to seal for thousands of years! Even until now, it can continue to seal down, long-lasting seal Go on..."

Nine secluded fourteen long sighs, suddenly shut up, no more words. However, the despair and yearning between the looks is thick, if you want to condense into substance.

"What do you mean, are you staying here to enlighten the avenue? Hetu can trace the first few realities of the nine secluded?!" Jun Moxie silently for a long time, only asked softly.

"This is exactly the case." Jiu You Xie Shao took two steps in the void, deep road: "With your cultivation, if you go to the mainland, it is like a fight with ordinary people...that What a boring, more boring thing!"

"Only here, I have left the traces of the highest achievements of my nine secluded family!" Nine secluded and fourteen less affectionate looking at the earth under his feet, only half a sigh of looking up, silently said: "As long as I stay here, I can be all the time I feel the gap between myself and my predecessors! This will be the biggest source of power for me to enter the topless... Otherwise, go out and kill, but that's it."

"However, you seem to ignore one thing." Jun Moxie said: "To deal with the undead monster of war madness, you still need this master! Now the ancient cold has fallen, do you want me to fight alone? Is that mad that metamorphosis?"

"Do you deal with metamorphosis is not your best skill? With your current cultivation, plus your strange means... Dealing with war madness is definitely not difficult! I don't think there will be any problems!" Four less laughed and said: "Why do you have to pull me?"

"Well, since your mind has been decided, I will no longer be reluctant." Jun Moxuan lowered his head and immediately raised it: "Just, if you suddenly want to go out and turn around, you must go to the Tiannan evil king." I will be able to have a good drink with you. By the time I met, I have never had a chance to have a drink! I am very much looking forward to that day."

Nine secluded and fourteen laughed, but did not speak. Look at this, it seems that I really don't want to come out again.

"I don't force you." Jun Moxie said: "But after this war, I am going to send a master to the south of Tianzhu Mountain to completely annihilate the embers of the aliens. If they can't do anything, they still need your shot. Help, please don't push."

Nine secluded fourteen: "This is nature. By then, even if you do not send people in, I will slowly kill this evil race completely, so that disgusting races should not exist in this world. ”

"That's good! A word is fixed!" Jun Moxie smiled with relief.

"When you go, the heads of the aliens are all gone, but this is only a matter of a lot of heads and tails to clean up." Nine secluded fourteen backs, standing in the void, a piece of white clouds flowing from him In front of him, his eyes are as fluttering as a white cloud.

Jun Moxie smiled slightly and said: "I just suddenly heard what you said today, I am afraid that there will be no future. Naturally, there are some points. I remember you said before, I want to fight with me. Why, no fight? I am I am looking forward to this battle!"

"If you don't use your means of lightning, thunder and lightning, even if you have a breakthrough, but still not my opponent, or even those two aliens, you may not be able to win."

Nine secluded fourteen quietly said: "But you will not use your weird means?! The conclusion is very simple, play with you, boring! Since it is a boring battle, it is better not to fight."

"A good one is not interesting, a good one is better than no fight!" Jun Moxie laughed loudly, his hands clenched his fists: "In this case, the fourteen brothers, Jun Moxie will leave here!"

Nine secluded and faint smiles, waved, black figure will fall from the air like a meteorite, and suddenly disappeared between countless rocks, blindfolded. When I left, I didn’t say anything.

Jun Moxie sighed, but he also knew that today is a different day, he may no longer see each other. Although I am happy for the nine-secret and the fourteen-minded, I still have a hint of embarrassment in my heart. It seems to be a slap in the face.

A leisurely sword, the blood of Yanhuang was empty, and danced in the air with a sword-like singer, which lasted for a long time.

Immediately, the blood of Yanhuang flew in a lap of rapid thunder, and came to the foot of Jun Moxie, and held up his whole person. Jun Moxie finally held a fist to the remnant of Tianzhu Mountain below, and silently remembered it in his heart: treasure.

A sword, the blood of Yanhuang vacated, smashed the clouds, and went through the air.

After he left, a black figure emerged from the rock, and rose into the air. He looked at the sword that was far away, and sighed with a faint sigh.

A faint voice said: "Zhen Zhong!"

Then the black figure flashed, and once again fell into the rock, no longer appeared...

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When Jun Moxie went back, the war had not only ended, but even the entire battlefield had been basically cleaned up. After this war, the aliens have millions of troops, and the entire army has not survived! On the mainland side, it can be said that it is a brilliant victory!

However, the warriors who participated in the war have tens of thousands of permanent bones here, and some even have no bones... The people of the three holy places are also in this battle, and they are all strong and strong!

Even among the mainland reinforcements that came later, there were tens of thousands of casualties!

This battle, the loss of Xuan Xuan mainland, can not be said to be heavy!

In particular, a large number of high-end mysterious people have fallen in this battle, and the strength of the entire continent may not recover for hundreds of years...

Above the battlefield, there is a cloud of mist and blood, and the smell of blood is pungent.

The bleak autumn wind is passing by, it is already autumn...

Looking at the devastating after the war, Jun Mo Xie has been speechless for a long time.

In this battle, there are too many heroes who have been sleeping here. After this war, how many orphans and widows will be added to the whole continent? These orphans and widows are all heroic families who want to protect the future of Xuan Xuan mainland and human peace. Can their future life be smooth? Will it not be bullied? Can you get enough fairness to treat?

In this battle, how many ruins of the ruling family have fallen, and will their fall lead to the decline and even annihilation of the family they lead?

At this moment, Jun Moxie suddenly remembered a poem that Jun had never read on the same day. He couldn’t help but whisper gently: "The smoke is wide and the flag is rolling, and the thousands of horses are rolling in; when the sand field is smashing, the man is not Festival!"

At this moment, Jun Moxie suddenly learned that Jun had no regrets when he made this poem on the same day!

This generation of military gods, the legendary mythology, the mood at that time is undoubtedly tragic, but it is also helpless.

The smog of smoke slashed and the flag was rolled.

This sentence seems to be magnificent and infinite, but the hidden blood and tears behind it, who is wrong with the party, can anyone really understand? Wanma Qianjun is rolling, how many people have come back to the ancients? How many people can finally go back safely?

When the sand field is smashing, the man is not sad!

It also expresses the heartfelt dislike of the war **** of the mainland!

Jun Moxie’s success in today’s battle is to look at this continent, in front of this Tianzhu Mountain.

- From then on, the man is not sad!

Since then, there is no need for any battle of the sky!

Scribbled roots, once and for all!

Jun Moxie is standing still, facing the entire battlefield, still rising blood and fog, long time no words.

Jun, unintentional, solitary, Murong Fengyun, Mei Xueyan and other leaders have all completed the army at this moment. The specific losses after the war are being checked, and everyone’s face, after the rest of the robbery, is a heartfelt sorrow.

Jun Moxie sighed and waved his hand and took the lead to return to the big account.

Immediately, Mei Xueyan and other people entered the big account one after another.

"What is the result? What is our loss... What is it?" Jun Moxie said: "How many brothers... In this battle, donate?"

This answer Jun Moxie is eager to know, but there are some fears to know that Jun Moxie is a human being, and it is rare for two people to have a "fear". But this moment, the daring and arrogant Jun Moxie is really afraid, afraid to know that heavy answer!

"The end of the war, the first slashing force, the eight sacred annihilation, the eagle king fallen. Five thousand eagle warriors, no one survived. Five thousand soldiers in the bear family, killed more than three thousand. Hezu 5,000 soldiers died More than two thousand people, the carving family died two thousand, the Peng people suffered heavy casualties, five thousand soldiers died four thousand three hundred. The tiger family died one thousand five hundred..." Mei Xueyan with deep sadness, woody Road: "The last battle... Peng Wang, the war dead! The top of the Eight Great Supreme Clouds, the battle to die! The blue is the ultimate dream of the red dust, ask the heavens to ask the sky ... are confirmed to die!..."

"In addition to this, all the three holy places to participate in the war, now, only the shadow of a single person!"

Jun Moxie sighed deeply and felt the heart sway.

The heavy losses of this battle are far beyond what everyone expected!