From the Resurrection of Reiki to the Age of Doomsday

The old people have been thinking about it, and the much-anticipated ceremony of the desolate man was opened on this day.

On this day, the entire huge Eternal Night City was deserted by thousands of people. In the city, except for the necessary patrolling soldiers, no matter the princes, nobles or traffickers, all the desolate people, all the old people gathered in front of the Desolate God Temple when the sky was bright. .

This is also the only time in a year that old people are allowed to approach the majestic and solemn temple.

Tens of thousands of desolate people gathered on the cloud platform...and below, the wide passageway and the scattered steps were full of old people, so densely packed that the end could not be seen at a glance, there might be millions of them.

And at the top.

Emperor Huang did his part.

"See Your Majesty."

The Lord Huang, dressed in a divine robe, saluted the Emperor Huang respectfully.

Behind him, the four major priests, the twelve bishops, the 36 paladins, and the 72 desolate columns stood behind and bowed down at the same time. The momentum was quite huge, but it was only a fly in the ointment. The twelve bishops were obviously missing most of them, and even the 36 paladins were insufficient. number.

"Well, get up."

Emperor Huang responded lightly, and asked: "Has everything been arranged?"

"Your Majesty, everything has been arranged properly. We just need to wait for His Majesty to preside over the desolation ceremony. By then, ten thousand spirit-calling flowers full of vitality will surely be added to my desolate world."

"Then let's get started."

"Please sit down, Your Majesty."

Under the guidance of the Desolate Lord, the Desolate Emperor sat at the top, and then all the civil and military officials were seated on one side, and the bishops of the Desolate Hall and others were seated on the other side.

Accompanied by the sound of a thick horn.

The conversion ceremony begins.

On the cloud platform, it slowly sank into the air from the middle position, and then a suspended platform rose... The platform was full of [-] old people kneeling.

There are more than ten thousand old people, including young children, young men and women, and without exception, they are all beautiful people. Obviously, since there are countless old people to choose from among the countless old people, no matter whether the target is outside or inside, They all have to be excellent.

And with the emergence of these people.

In the old crowd below, there was a sudden burst of intense hustle and bustle.

Immediately, the guards of the Desolate Palace rushed out and quickly restored the order... Those noisy people were directly beheaded with a knife, and blood was sprayed on the brick surface of the Desolate Palace.

The Hall of Desolation is honored by blood.

There is no saying that blood should not be seen on a happy day, rather, they sometimes specially kill old people to add joy to the ceremony.

Just like now.

The Emperor Huang sits quietly on the throne, even if the divine power must be surrendered to the king's authority, his Emperor Xuan Chi is the one with the highest status and strength in the whole Huangdi.

In the world...no one can match it.

Yuan Xing is also unmatched.

What's more, a mere old man?

Xuan Chi's eyes were calm, and he just glanced at the ten thousand old people, and then he swept to the middle position, the hundred or so pregnant women with big belly.

The person he was looking for was there.

The people they want to save are also among them.

This is already the last chance, if you don't stop me, then I will find the person I am looking for, but if you dare to come out and stop me, I will find all the people I am looking for.

"It's a surefire gamble."

He suddenly gave a low laugh, and said lightly to the desolate owner beside him: "This is also an all-or-nothing gamble. They have to put all their eggs in one basket, but Gu only needs to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai. Gu can be sure that these people are here Among the millions of desolate people, I'm sure they also know that the solitary army and the solitary generals are displayed outside the Desolate Hall. As long as they show up, they will die and die. I really can't think of it. How can they win the lonely ...unless...they cheated..."

There was a smile on the face of the Desolate Lord, and he said: "In your Majesty's territory, who else can cheat except His Majesty? Your servant waited to see His Majesty show off his might and kill those children from the abyss."

"Tinea of ​​the hands and feet, what a shame."

Emperor Huang waved his hand and said, "Let's begin."

"Yes."

The Desolate Lord responded respectfully, got up and walked forward.

He shouted in a low voice: "The ceremony, start!!"

The voice fell.

Solemn music sounded.

In the main hall deep in the Desolate Hall, two rows of holy sons and saints wearing divine robes, about hundreds of people, each holding a tray in both hands, walked towards the platform.

The ones on the tray, judging by their shape and breath, are actually flower seeds.

And as a large number of flower seeds approached, the atmosphere permeated.

Among the more than ten thousand old people...

A woman in her thirties quietly closed her eyes, and gently moved a movable tooth in her mouth with the tip of her tongue. It was a false tooth, and the poison was hidden inside.

Although in order to prevent people from discovering the clues, when he was sure that he could not escape, he had already abolished all his cultivation bases, so he was able to hide for such a long time without being discovered.

But right now...

If it is transformed into a desolate person, it will really be over.

In fact, he deserved to die when he was caught, but he couldn't bear to have children...but now...

It's time to accept fate after holding on to it for so long.

She closed her eyes, tears kept flowing, but she still smiled, pretending to be crying with joy, otherwise, she would be seen through immediately.

And this time.

Among the old people below, there was a commotion again.

The ceremony is about to begin.

Those old people who had followed Fangzheng for three months were scattered in other places. Although they were far away, they could see the eyes of each other's companions.

They all understand what the purpose of coming here today is.

Follow the old gods, destroy the desolation rituals, and tell their compatriots that there is an easier way to gain power.

The old man is supposed to stand above the desolate, so how can he join forces with them?

"Do it!!"

Accompanied by a long whistle.

Countless figures rushed out from the crowd of old people at the same time, but they didn't rush towards the ten thousand old people, but rushed towards... Huangdi! !

"Hey, can't you hold back so soon?"

There was a sneering smile on the corner of Huangdi's mouth, just like human beings can use refined salt to deal with barren people, barren people have other tricks to deal with humans, he has already made enough preparations, these people come here, don't even think about it. gone.

Chapter 824 We Can Win

"Chong, it's time to take back everything that our old people took away from us."

"Old people can also have power. We are not old pigs who are bullied by these barbarians."

"Kill the barren people, dare to look down on us...they need to pay the price."

……

Thousands of old people rushed out of the old crowd at the same time.

Like a torrent rushing towards the nearest barren soldiers.

The barren general reacted quickly and immediately went up to him.

The two sides are fighting in one place...

In the past few months, I have practiced with Nancy almost without sleep, and I have received a gift from Fangzheng. In addition, every time Fangzheng appeared in front of them, he would resonate in their hearts with the resonance of the heart seal. , making them mistakenly think that this is spiritual oppression... Although these people have not been brainwashed, in their minds, the fact that the old gods are stronger than the Huangdi has already been confirmed.

And under Nancy's preaching, today is the time when the old people show their power and kill the desolate emperor. When the old gods gain power, they will be the founding fathers, and the history of the old people will be created by them.

With the backing above them, coupled with the three months of non-stop training of these old people, their strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and their self-confidence has almost exploded. also prevailed.

In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred barren soldiers had died.

It's just that during the fierce fighting, no one noticed that a thin figure in the crowd retreated quietly.

Looking at the stalemate battlefield ahead, Nancy apologized silently in her heart.

He really put his heart into these people, but there is no way, this is a necessary sacrifice, their death can prove that the old man can also have power, the barren master is not superior, their old man can also overthrow the barren man ruled by.

Their sacrifice was of great value.

"I will always remember you!"

Nancy silently shed tears in her heart, and then her figure disappeared into the distance.

Seeing the battlefield where he was fighting with himself below, Emperor Huang snorted lightly, and said: "Because I know there is no chance to speak of, so I plan to attack openly and put all my hopes in the battle, it seems very decisive , but the gnat may shake the tree, naive and stupid, it seems that this woman's status is even higher than I imagined, we may have caught a big fish unintentionally."

The Lord of the Desolation had a heavy expression on his face, and said in a low voice: "I never thought that these human beings would lurk so many people in our barren world without knowing it..."

"After today, Qianyuan will be destroyed."

Emperor Huang got up and shouted: "Wei Chi."

"The minister is here."

"Follow the plan."

"Yes."

Wei Chi raised the command flag high.

From the depths of the palace, hundreds of desolate people rushed out one after another. These desolate people did not hold weapons, but carried a large pot on their backs, and even held spray guns in their hands. It seemed that there were more farmers spraying pesticides than farmers. warrior.

And as they rushed in, dark red blood sprayed from their spray guns.

What spewed out was not water, but blood, the blood of barren people.

After fighting for a hundred years, no matter whether it is barren or human beings, they already know each other's shortcomings like the back of their hands.

Desolate people are afraid of refined salt, especially after being injured by refined salt, the blood in their body will lose its lethality... But as long as they are not injured by refined salt, their blood is the most deadly poison to humans.

And the spewed blood was not in the form of liquid, but in the form of mist. Under the operation of these desolate people in specific positions, the blood spread in all directions, and soon, the entire huge desolate palace was submerged in In the blood mist.

As long as these humans still need to breathe, they will not escape this situation.

There was a cold complacent look in Emperor Huang's eyes. This was a conspiracy, a trap, a trap he had to jump into knowing that there were snares below him, but now, the number of people jumping in was really beyond his own Beyond imagination...

But that's good news, isn't it?

Victory.

Watching these humans being submerged in blood mist.

It is conceivable that in the next moment these human beings will fall to the ground clutching their throats in pain... and they will all die within a few breaths.

Huangdi has already planned to listen to the painful wailing of those human beings.

However, these human beings were immersed in the blood mist, but unexpectedly, not only did they not feel the slightest discomfort, but they were even more murderous.

"kill!!"

"Kill them all, these barren people are not our opponents."

"The wild god is dead, the old god shall stand, long live the old god."

Accompanied by the sound of shouting and killing, not only were these people not afraid of the erosion of the blood mist, but they aroused their ferocity even more. Although they had no weapons, the martial arts methods taught by Fang Zheng, combined with the immortal skills, also exerted great force. It has a very strong effect.

And when they got to the foundation-building realm, Fangzheng taught the immortal arts. Thunder fell from the sky, the flames were scorching, and the ocean was surging, drowning these barren generals.

Caught off guard, the barren people suffered heavy casualties.

"Old God! Old God! Old God!!"

If it was said that they were a little timid at the beginning, but now, with the generals who easily killed the barren people, their strong self-confidence exploded, and they have already inflated.

We can win.

Under the leadership of the old gods, we can win.

One of the old men snatched a long knife, and the barren man's weapon looked ridiculous in his hand, but he held the knife in one hand, and grabbed the head of an old man with the other hand, screaming loudly, No one dared to mock.