MTL - Undefeated God of War-~ Section 902 The light of the year, illuminating you today

When Tang Tian held up the sword, the low sword, like a swirling airflow, surrounded him and responded to him.

Tang Tian is excited and inexplicable!

Since he realized the awakening of the costume, he has become accustomed to the absolute calmness of the battle. However, when the sword sounded, all the calmness was thrown away by him, and the indescribable excitement filled him.

Tang Tian has never seen such a regiment. He has never seen such a soul. He has never seen such a belief.

How honored it is to fight alongside such beliefs!

My generation can rest in peace! My generation can rest in peace!

Tang Tian’s roar echoed in the air, and the low sky swordsman responded to him, followed him, roared, followed him, and roared with him, as if to squander the unsatisfaction and anger that had accumulated for thousands of years, as if to break it. The face of Wannian has been re-smoothed, as if to smash his resting place.

You can rest in peace! You can rest in peace!

This is the soul that has broken hundreds of times in a thousand years, only because a glimpse of the slightest glory is almost melting hope in the dark. They gave up rest, they endured a hundred years of loneliness, and exchanged a chance of almost no hope of victory. They burned all their light and heat and were smashed. They silently licked the scars all over the body, sleeping in the dark, waiting for awakening after a hundred years.

The darkness, despair, and struggles of this 10,000 years are the smoke that they can't wear. This time and again (the tragic and sturdy of the re-enactment, it is not about victory, but only about the flag of the Southern Cross Corps that always flutters in their hearts.

When Tang Tianju sword shouted "The soldiers are dead and unknown, my generation can rest in peace!", the scream of the undead sword rang through the sky, the clouds of the sky were smashed, and the energy between the heavens and the earth was stirred, and came to Tang Tianyong!

Tang Tian is like a huge whirlpool. A strip of light comes from all directions, and they have a screaming scream.

The sound of the energy beam is more sharp and sharp, and the screams of the undead sword are more and more low and tragic. They are mixed together and let Tang Tian’s body tremble uncontrollably.

He heard millions of soldiers clamoring for each other. He heard the moths slamming into the sky. He heard a cracked general, disappointed and frustrated with his heart, facing the boundless silent porcelain soldiers. They are facing the lonely and restless sea, facing the centuries that are about to sleep, and the years that have failed. For the corps that loves but is far away and does not know whether it still exists, he shouts and encourages morale. After that, I will wait and see, say that after a hundred years, I will wait side by side.

Years like the river, will always wash away the heat of blood.

The veteran is no longer bloody, he does not say victory, not to say success, but only after a hundred years I will wait side by side. The veterans are no longer bloody, they are silent, they are lost, just woke up after a hundred years, just leaping from the sea of ​​rest, just slamming into the sky, just shouting the life and death of the corps is unknown, my generation can rest, just smash.

For example, the vastness of loneliness and sorrow in the rest of the sea is full of Tang Tian’s body and mind. When it is, it has a firm and persistent attachment to the sea of ​​rest, burning Tang Tian’s body and mind.

The heavens and the earth seem to suddenly darken, the loneliness is filled, the feet of Tang Tian, ​​the sparkling, the black ocean is innocent, that is the sea of ​​rest.

Tang Tian stood on the sea of ​​rest, his body seemed to be burning, but his nephew was complicated and difficult to understand.

The high-definition sword was placed on his chest, and the inscription in the sword was reflected in his voice.

"Yu You, Yongan."

He whispered softly, gently pressed the blade and swung the sword.

The calm sea of ​​rest under the feet suddenly became agitated, and the wind and waves were getting bigger and bigger.

As if the heart has a spirit, Tang Tianyi took a step, the clothes were windless and automatic, and the waves under his feet exploded. He was unconscious, his eyes were extremely focused, his wrists were flipped, and the sword was smashed out.

The restless sea of ​​rest, a phantom slowly floats from the sea, the illusion is very vague, like a fog, it is faintly visible. He looked up, seemed to look at the sky, vacated and turned into a sword light, rising from the sky, Jianxiao was low and handsome, generous and tragic, and rushed to the fall.

Hey!

A virtual shadow is turned into a sword light, and it rises into the sky.

Autumn has long been eagerly awaited. He knows the strength of the other side, but he does not think that he has no chance at all. He admired the deep obsession of this sword and is a real weapon of the gods. Its power and unimaginable swordsmanship surprised the fall.

However, he does not intend to shackle. A sword is more powerful, just a sword. A person is more powerful, just a person.

The sanctuary has long proved with countless facts, and the regiment is the most powerful.

Looking at the screaming sword light, the tragic and tragic possession in Jianguang makes him move, but how about it!

Just now his Autumn Killing Corps has completed preparations, and the war in the autumn eye is burning like a flame, and the corner of his mouth floats with a cold smile.

The autumn killings at his feet, the autumn frost is dyed, like a thin layer of snow. A faint mist rises from the ground, and the autumn killings are filled with fog, just like another world. The energy cover was removed, and the fog climbed onto the courtyard wall of the Autumn Killing House, and slowly spread out along the courtyard wall, like the gray rose of the climbing vine, and the white fog wall. After a while, the walls of the Autumn Killing House were all wrapped in fog.

[Autumn frost and earth].

The Autumn Killing Corps is the ultimate killer.

When the tragic and tragic sword light, with a sharp whistling, with dazzling brilliance, hit the mist of the autumn outside the courtyard wall.

boom!

The Jianguang suddenly exploded, and the scattered mansions scattered like a fireworks to the sea of ​​rest.

Autumn Qing did not think that Jianguang would explode and be scared. The autumn fog of the Jianguang explosion was blown out of a big hole, but a few mists drifted over, and the big hole that had just been blown out disappeared immediately.

His hanging heart was put down, and Jianmang looked like a savage, but the power was only a little higher than the average warship weapon. In the case of the previous energy hood, they were afraid that they could not support it for a few times, but they wanted to incite [autumn frost and smashing the ground]. This kind of intensity attack is not enough.

The explosion seemed to kick off a feast.

Boom!

The swordsman is like a rain and hits the plantain. Constantly banging on the fog of the autumn killing.

The broken mans of the Jianmang explosion are not affected by the airflow, and they are sprinkled like snowflakes.

The fog of the autumn killings is endless, as if there is a terrible monster inside. Every sword and mans explosion, the fog will be blown out of a big hole. But almost in the blink of an eye, the big hole that is blown up will be re-occupied by fog.

The fog in the autumn killings seems to be endless.

The Jianguang, which rises in the sea of ​​rest, seems to be endless.

The middle-aged man who watched the war in the distance, his face was pale as paper. The scene of the battle in front of him completely subverts his cognition. [Autumn Wind Kill] is the squad of the Autumn Killing Corps. He naturally knows, but what is the strange mist in front of him? Is this the real killing of the Autumn Killing Corps?

If the attack of the Autumn Killing Corps, he can still understand one or two, the masked guy attacked him is completely incomprehensible. Yes, I don't understand it at all. The chilling hand of the demon, the result can not be contend with [Autumn Wind Kill], he has never heard of it. Now, the strange black sea, where did it come from? Is it an illusion? The Jianguang, who also flew out of the sea, made him stunned.

There was a broken mangling that did not fall into the sea and landed on the ground. Then he saw with his own eyes how it silently annihilated a large pit with a diameter of more than two hundred meters, and it did not bottom out.

The middle-aged man is scared, it is just a broken mang, look at the broken mans like snowflakes, he can not help but be shocked, can completely erase the city.

Who is this guy?

The sword that cut through the sky like rain shines on Axin's young face, and according to his vicissitudes of sorrow, he grinned and laughed.

Yes, I am really stupid. Even if the guys are in the sea of ​​rest, they will not be anything honest, but they are so crowded.

but……

Yu You, Yongan.

Why are you? Why give up? Give up the rest that we have finally exchanged? Have you forgotten? How much is the price we paid for the sea of ​​rest, how difficult is it? Have you forgotten, the mission of the living beings in battle, and you only need to rest in peace.

Can't let it go? What else can't you put it down?

The life and death of the Corps is unknown. Can my generation rest in peace?

Too much in line with the personality of your gang!

The bitter smile spread in his mouth and spread on his face. He couldn't help laughing, laughing, laughing and bending down and kneeling on the floor.

You guys, hahahaha, still the same as before! Are you so tired of the sea of ​​rest? Salty eating radish and worrying about it, have been dead for so long, still **** this leisure?

Hahahaha, I am also stupid, I have been dead for a long time.

He laughed and snorted, smiled and tears so inexplicably stayed. Axin felt that he was really stupid. It was also the gang of goods that was crying. It was a good day. However, the place where the rest of the sea was so good, how much effort was used to succeed, this idiot did not know. Cherish.

Do you know the waste indicator? Wasting the pains of the year, do you know?

Ok, they are so stupid, they are still worried about them, it seems more stupid hahahaha... oh...

Laughing and laughing ~www.novelbuddy.com~ He began to cry, crying louder and louder, he squatted on the floor and burst into tears, letting his nose run wild.

Can you rest in peace? You can rest in peace! You idiots are restless, in fact, just want to play cards every day? The guy who was abused as a dog at the table at the time came out for two laps, don't think I don't remember you. It’s just that I don’t have a master who kills the Quartet at the table. You can maintain dignity at the table and forget to eat and forget to rest. Right?

Do you know that the ghosts and ghosts are mixed for more than 10,000 years? Do you know? Do you know how boring it is to kill a 10,000-year-old bone to kill? Bored to talk to myself, bored to go back to some of the broken things of Chen Sesame Rotten Millenium, do you know that I even remember to use your left hand and right hand with a few toilet papers?

Don't let me meet you, or else I will help you remember the memories of the year, hahaha... oh...

Do you know how much I am afraid of this 10,000 years? I am afraid that I have forgotten who I am, forgot the corps, and forgot your broken things. I am afraid that if you meet you, you will not remember you?

Hahaha, I still remember you, I still remember you! ...I don't want you, I don't want to be sorry for you... I am just afraid of shame, I am just afraid of it... really.

Anyway, you can never win me if you play cards. You know how good my memory is.

Oh, I miss you guys.

He squatted on the floor, patted the floor, and smirked like a madman.

Xiao Man wants to go forward, Qian Hui grabs her and shakes her head slightly. Xiao Man bites his lip tightly, and the fierceness in his eyes disappears on weekdays.

The sword outside the window is like rain, like the light of the year, illuminating Ashin after ten thousand years. I1292

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