Super Theological Academy to Conquer the World

Without the hijacking incident, the killing caused by the war on this battlefield today is so invisible that it looks like a sea of ​​anger. People who have lost their ships are struggling in the sea.

"Cut off the three evils, change the pattern of heaven and earth, and release the power of Conan the Destroyer. This mysterious power is the power of the pattern!" As his achievements improved, as time went by, he experienced more and more Many words he did not understand before have gained a deeper understanding.

, Sansha can be cut, it can also be established! "Chu Mo suddenly had such a Sichuan idea in his mind, but Ash was too busy to try it. His right hand was raised and he was cut off when he rushed to kill.

This time, Japan was fighting in vain, but with the first cut, the land under his feet seemed to tremble suddenly, but only he could feel it in the eyes of others without noticing it.

"It ’s a good thing to have no children to raise, and it ’s not a familiar pattern to have a child. If a person breeds a disaster, cutting it off is a good thing. However, in this chaotic pattern, the so-called rash Once the situation changes here and now, it is not a good thing, but a disaster! "Chu Mo suddenly looked up. After he was beheaded by the disaster, he could not see the changes in this small area for a while, but Chu Mo vaguely felt the sky and the earth, even the blood on the ground, even the wind and the stones on the ground seemed to be different.

This is Maori land, but now he is stepping here, but he feels like stepping on a barbarian, not only him, but also hundreds of followers behind him. But looking back at the Wu people, the situation is completely different. Gradually, when people rushed to kill, when there were so many arrows screaming, when so many miraculous forces were avoided and went straight to this area, Chu Mo saw the change in the pattern of the area after the disaster was cut off trap!

Arrows and divine power fall on different Maori people. Fortunately, in this battlefield, arrows killed most people. The explosion of these arrows seemed to lean towards the barbarians. Everything falls on the Malays. 3 Chu Mo people were shocked, but their actions did not stop. He cut off the last of the three demons and killed them at the age of six. A gust of wind blew the ground and surrounded them. The breath here suddenly changed. However, they saw Malays.

Once the evil spirits are gone, the world will disappear!

Many reasons for Chu Mo are still ignorant, but he still sees that on this battlefield, after cutting down three evil spirits and changing modes, he shows a strange and amazing power!

"Kill! Behind Chu Mo, the car made a low roar. The barbarians who followed Chu Mo everywhere, like a gust of wind, swept through and killed a large number of Maori people. Yan Bo stood up and shouted to the sky to hunt hunters Chu Mo gathered our barbarians here to join us, make contributions, join us, and hunt witches! "

It's not just Yan Bo who is yelling. Under his arrangement, more than 100 people shouted at the same time. The sound spread like waves all around. This made hundreds of people march forward, and the barbarians joined in one by one.

Chu Mo ignored the Yan Bo's move. He rushed over and killed the people in front of him, led them to follow him, and walked towards his destination. Bleeding everywhere.

With the advancement of the crowd and the continuous expansion of the size of the crowd, under the arrangement of Yan Bo, it was gradually not 100 people shouting, but 200 people!

The roar of 200 people echoed on the battlefield, getting stronger and sharper. Soon, it increased to 300 people roaring, making the sound waves magnificent and impressive.

When the number of roars reached 600, the sound could be heard throughout the southern theater, making it possible for all the barbarians and the Maori in the theater.

"Hunt Chumo is here.

"Hunt Chumo is here.

During the propagation of sound waves, Chu Mo group people were continuously absorbed, reaching a scale of nearly 1,000 people. There are 1,000 people in the crowd, and their momentum is even more amazing. Therefore, in this southern theater, a team of 1,000 people is like a flag, and it passes like a rainbow! In the Wu people, even those hunters who saw the team of 1,000 people led by Chu Mo would be pale and growl, let alone other Wu people.

"Adult, with my ability, even if I cooperate with the child car, this team of 1,000 people has reached the limit, exceeding 1,000 people. It is difficult to control it. You see ..." On the battlefield, Yan Bo quickly walked a few steps He walked behind Chu Mo and spoke quickly.

, In case someone can kill them us! Chu Mo looked back. The crowd behind him, tens of thousands of barbarians, also looked at Chu Mo several times. In this team, Chu Mo, although he did not control it, followed his actions And the motivation to move forward became his own will.

This will spread so that every barbarian who follows him can feel the shock. Chu Mo is the soul of this team! Chu Mo withdrew his gaze, and Yan Bo and Zi Che were handed down separately. After a while, a huge roar came from the mouth of these thousand people, and gradually became a sound that shocked the southern theater and even other theaters to hear, an absolute roar! This is the strongest voice of life from thousands of people at the same time!

kill! "

Under this roar, Chu Mo rushed out of a remote location away from Zhiben, leaving hundreds of Maori people in front!

There are hundreds of Wu people, dozens of hunters, more than ten fierce beasts, there are one thousand and one beasts, there is a place for Wu people!

After Chu Mo, a group of 1,000 followed. The crowd is like a giant dragon on earth. In the roar, it became the focus of attention. The Wu people retreated, and the barbarians were shocked. This 1,000-person team galloped like an arrow in the southern theater with Chu Mo's speed.

This scene was seen by Zhou De in the southern theater. He clasped his hands tightly, his eyes gleaming. His eyes were full of anticipation. Even his breathing was short, he kept watching.

"Chu Mo, let me see, let everyone see, how powerful the will is! This is your performance. You are in my southern theater. This is your luck and my chance.

If you pay attention to this war, then I will also pay attention to it! If you succeed, the unique fighting method in our southern theater will be to form an independent team led by hunters, and cover their teams with different hunter wills to fight independently! "

In the southern theater, if the dry people headed by Chu Mo become extremely conspicuous under the strong wind, then the old commander-in-chief of the northern theater will use his fingers to count, and both eyes will shine, without the need to observe with the naked eye . Through his special magic, he can see it with his own eyes.

Also paying attention to Chu Mo and Tian Lan's dreams, she looked a little nervous, looked at the light curtain in front of her, looked at Chu Mo inside, and left. The southern theater was like a tiger carrying the thousand people!

There were seven or eight elders in Lancheng that day. They used to talk to each other, but no one can talk anymore. All eyes are on the distant land. A long line of 1,000 people rushed out of the southern theater.

Under this testimony, all the relevant people can feel the motivation to move forward, led by a long team of 1,000 people, penetrated into it, and become a strong will!

In the sky, the tip of the sword is from 010 to 620 squares. The old man taught Chu Mo speed skills before sitting cross-legged, and did not pay much attention to the battle between the sky and the earth.

He has his mission.

But at the moment, there was a shock on his face. His eyes were fixed on the 1,000 people who died in the Chumo incident outside the southern theater.

Chu Mo. This elder has a good record of achievements, and his eyes are like electricity. He clearly saw the front one, wearing a blood coat. Chu Mo! Floating above the southern theater, there was also a man sitting on the huge mirror of the Haidong clan. This person is scared. If he saw Chu Mo, he would recognize him at a glance. This person is the person of the Haidong family who appeared at the auction.

"It's him" and "The boy's eyes are shining. He looked at Chu Mo on the earth and was moved.

In addition to this person, the barbarians on the edge of the battlefield also saw the Chu Mo group rushing toward the Matri from the southern war zone. The vast land, hundreds of miles away from them, is galloping away.

In the eastern theater, Tianlan turned his head for the first time and looked at the southern theater!

"Stupid!" She said coldly, withdrawing her gaze and continuing to preside over the fighting in the Eastern Theater.

There is no right or wrong on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, there is only obedience. Chu Mo chose to join the war, so he had to obey Zhou De's orders to complete this brilliant performance, this time, a **** experiment.

When he rushed out of the southern war zone and appeared on the open land, nearly a thousand people followed him. In front of him was the area where hundreds of Maori were after a long journey.

He could even see hundreds of witches gathering their eyes and looking at them coldly.

"Sir, I want to move separately to disperse the Malay forces ..." Yan Bo's heart was beating at the moment. He felt a little crazy. At first, he was just a small person who was not valued on this battlefield. There were only a dozen people fighting for survival on this battlefield.

However, after the Chu Mo conference, all this has changed dramatically. When he led more than 100 people, he was very satisfied. He felt that under his control, more than 100 people could kill more satisfaction on the basis of their greatest survival.

But this satisfaction did not last long, and the followers around them reached 200 or 300, and then more and more. This change makes Yan Bo excited and scared.

When Zhou Shuai's order came, Yan Bo's heart was not only bitter but also helpless. He wants to retreat, but he may create a war. Once he withdrew, his tribe would spurn him, he could not withdraw.

Behind him is the wall of the sky with haze. If he retreats, if others retreat, then this war will spread to the barbarians. In this scene, he dare not think about it, although his heart kept telling himself that A war is a once-in-a-year war. This war is not the last battle.

Lan Tian's barrier will not be breached, but even so, when he really participated in it, he felt the cruelty and terror of the war. Everything is possible.

"I don't understand the specific commander, please arrange it" Chu Mo didn't look back. He stared at the Maori in the distance with his fingers, and kept silent while walking.

"Sir, I don't think it's necessary to change the team. From here to there, it's almost 10,000 feet away. We rushed and rushed over!" When Yan Bo gritted his teeth, he worried that some people would be dispelled. Shocked by this behavior, which led to retreat. Instead, he might as well follow Chu Mo.

"Afraid!" Chu Mo began.

"Not afraid!" Yan Bo gritted his teeth.

"I'm not scared. The big deal is to die!" The child rushed out of the crowd and ordered to return to Chu Mo. He heard Chu Mo and Yan Bo's words, and ran and laughed. Chu Mo smiled, his eyes full of fighting spirit. As he accelerated, the team of 1,000 roared like a wind, blowing from the sky outside, sweeping across the room and heading straight for the Wu people.

Ten thousand feet, nine thousand feet, eight thousand feet, seven thousand feet!

When Chu Mo and others rushed out, a huge roar came from the team. They still completely left the battlefield and became an extremely unique and compelling presence on the battlefield.

Just as the distance between them and the Maori people approached six thousand feet, the Maori people suddenly moved, but he saw five Maori masked hunters rushing out, followed by more than 100 Maori soldiers, toward Chu The ink washed away.

At this moment, they are almost the same, even if they are not noticed by many people! Too many people turned their attention to them, especially Tianlan City. In addition to the seven or eight city wall elders, others also saw the team rushing out of the theater.

In Tianlan City, there is a tallest building. It is shaped like a huge cylinder. At the top of it is a round sphere with a radius of 100 meters. It floats on the cylinder. Inside the sphere, there is a quiet secret room.

At this moment in this secret room, three old men sat cross-legged.

The middle man's skin was chapped and full of melancholy, but his eyes were deep, as if they had settled for thousands of years. He looked ahead, from his position, there was no place to avoid the inner wall of the sphere, but like transparency, he could clearly see every position of the entire battlefield.

His eyes fell on the Chu Mo Thousands.

Not only is he like this, the two old men beside him are also a group of 1,000 people, their eyes are fixed on Chu Mo, and they are watching attentively.

"Most of the barbarians in the southern theater came from my east coast." The old man on the right, wearing a blue robe, spoke with a smile at the moment. The old man on the left, wearing a black robe, grunted and said nothing.

Under the gaze of these three people, they saw the front of the Chu Mo team. More than 100 Wu people led by Wu people hunters suddenly approached at a very fast speed. The two men touched at a distance of 4,000 feet from the Wu people.

This is an extremely tragic war. Although there are only more than one hundred Malays, these Malays are obviously different from Chu Mo on the battlefield. Their actions are extremely decisive and their achievements are very different. They are not weak.

On the contrary, Chu Mo has many people, but its achievements are incomplete. Without Chu Mo's unyielding will, it would have collapsed long ago.

At this moment, the contact between the two opposing forces has caused Chu Mo to die. In the sound of battle, Chu Mo was surrounded by two Maori hunters.

The achievements of the two Matriarch hunters are comparable to the mid-term bone sacrifice. With cooperation, Chu Mo cannot advance. However, his left eye is still cold and full of fighting spirit, which is in sharp contrast to the killing for legitimate purposes.

This time the two sides are in a state of war. Almost at the beginning of the battle, just as the barbarian troop of four thousand feet was traumatized, five other hunters led by more than 100 Maori hunters flew.

Although their arrival was not immediately hit, it brought great pressure to the creation of Chu Mo's team members. This pressure is very smart and can even be compared with a great avatar!