The reincarnators are cold and ruthless, as if they are completely different from the races below.

After a while, the laser of the Tower of Babel was suspended, and the mortal race suffered heavy losses, with blood flowing into rivers and corpses everywhere.

The bugle sounded, and the bloody soldiers reluctantly left the field and stopped charging the tower.

"It's almost time to harvest."

The tall reincarnation man muttered, stood up and started to operate.

This world is just a pasture, and all living beings are sheep. The two reincarnators are not the owners of the pasture, they are shepherds.

For the master, the main god, and the emperor, he harvested sheep, sometimes for wool, but more often for mutton.

In order to achieve maximum profits, the low-level mercenaries and reincarnators do whatever they can.

The fact that the people in gray robes can arrive here is due to the tacit approval of the reincarnations. The magic airship can enter because of their ignorance. Even the mortal race can form an army and attack the Tower of Babel because of their ignorance, indulgence, and even to a certain extent.

of promotion.

As for why and how.

Because they are shepherds, not destroyers.

Everything is for better harvesting and more perfect exploitation.

Under the guidance of the tall reincarnation master, the Tower of Babel bloomed with brilliance, the network of laws was constructed, and the threads of cause and effect were connected. Thousands of miles of land transformed into the underworld, and pure, iron-blooded, and glorious souls emerged and were absorbed by the gravity of the Tower of Babel.

Seeing this, the thin reincarnation man chuckled: "Give them hope and let them take the initiative to die. It's a lot easier than us harvesting them one by one."

Mortal souls are fragile, but after being tempered and baptized with iron and blood, they can often give birth to noble souls, a holy spirit that angels admire, and a heroic soul that mortals will remember forever.

In the center of a group of confused mortal souls, a bit of golden light emerged, and a golden Holy Spirit appeared.

The tall reincarnator and the skinny reincarnator stood up excitedly and shouted: "It's shipped, it's shipped!"

"This quality, the golden legend, our brothers want to distribute."

Xia Changfeng, commander of the Third Army of the Salvation Army, raised his head in confusion and began to regain consciousness.

"Where am I, where is this..."

"Battlefield?! Yes, battlefield!"

"Kill the enemy, kill the enemy!" Xia Changfeng roared subconsciously

The familiar comrades around him remained unmoved, their souls dazed and dangling, allowing the Tower of Babel to harvest them.

"Are you all dead?"

Xia Changfeng looked at his familiar yet unfamiliar brothers and comrade-in-arms, and a complex emotion surged into his heart.

I wanted to cry, so I touched my eyes with my hands, but there were no tears.

"It turns out I'm dead too."

The soul has no tears.

What to do after death?

Xia Changfeng turned around and stared at the Tower of Babel not far away. The Tower of Babel was harvesting the souls of his comrades.

Sorrow comes from the heart, anger comes from the heart.

Filled with grief and anger, Xia Changfeng roared: "Evil demons blaspheme the living and will not even spare their souls after death."

The golden light shines brightly, and the power of the heroic soul bursts out, breaking free from the shackles of the Tower of Babel.

In the Tower of Babel, the tall reincarnation man sneered: "You can't defeat us in life, but you still want to overturn the world after death?!"

The skinny reincarnator on one side doesn’t need to say much, just get started and operate the Tower of Babel.

As an artifact that suppresses everything and harvests all sentient beings, how can it be simple?

Refined by the seven-star reincarnation, inserted into the origin of this world, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, constantly evolving, sublimating, and upgrading.

If it weren't for the two reincarnations carrying out the mission, I'd probably never be able to touch the Tower of Babel in my lifetime.

Bao Guang Chancan, Tongtian was attracted, and Hao Ran surged and suddenly came down. Repeatedly, a mixed hand captured Xia Changfeng. Xia Changfeng struggled to resist, but he did not help it.

, Jun wants to die, the minister has to die.

The higher the higher the wind, transcending the wind, transcending fire, transcending power, surpassing Weran, Xia Changfeng and the starry sky, staring endless darkness, becoming the first human beings to appear on the starry sky since the history of civilization.

However, in reality, the star is too late to think about the vastness of the universe, the vastness of the heavens and the earth, and think about the meaning of their own, and enjoy the glory of civilization.

As the highest point, when you are high, you can see a little brilliantly being attracted by the tower of the sky, fly away from Iya, leave your hometown mother star, covering the tip of the Tongtian Tower.

"Damn! This is a game!"

Xia Changfeng was full of anger. As the commander of the Third Army of the Salvation Army, he has a high military ability and a poor political ability.

If you think about it with your mind, you will understand that the tower of the sky is harvesting, and it is harvesting thousands of races.

The sacrifice of the race below, the trials of blood and tears, but the game of the enemy's cat play mouse.

As a soldier, if you can, Xia Changfeng wants to do everything with the Tongtian Tower and sacrifice this shame.

But power is power. As a quasi -fairy ware, the Tower of Heaven can be confrontable.

Under the starry sky, the indifferent face of the reincarnation and the anger of Xia Chang form a sharp contrast to build a peerless painting.

"Iya, goodbye ..."

"Drink, drink, drink!"

The light comes out, the lotus is displayed, and the lotus sacred light opens the sky!

The sound of ancient prayers sounded: "The aroma should be sinking, and the fragrance of the fragrance is raised. The golden bird runs like a cloud arrow, and the jade rabbit is like a wheel.

Taoyuan Yu Girl invited the fairy, Qianli Lu Xiang asked, Feiyun came to come ... "

The two reincarnations on the Tongtian Tower changed greatly, and they said in the same way: "rebels!"

In rumors, there are rebels that secretly supported by the Empire Senior Reincarnation.

How to appear here.

The two reincarnations were frightened, but their life -saving experience allowed them to quickly contact the Empire headquarters.

The main god space reorganizes the main god empire, but the functional function has not changed much.

For those who are reincarnation at the bottom, the Lord God is everywhere.

Reincarnate contact the Lord God, the void prayer, not transferred for foreign objects, after reading the last sentence

"Please invite the leader Tian Hezun, respect the teacher Shui Dejun, and then ask the ancestor Magic Jun.

The sound of prayers was over, the sandalwood was suddenly revealed in the void, and the blossoming golden flowers fell, accompanied by the sound of fairy music, a white scales -free sky dragon rotated, as if a Tianhe fell.

Tianlong rolled, Tianhe moved forward, only a pouting sound, the nine layers of the Tiantian Tower were not seen, there was only one base, the gap that could not be removed, as if it was bitten by a certain dragon snake.

"The rebels are looking for death!"

The support of the Lord God Empire, like the late police officer in the police film, destroyed the Tongtian Tower, and after the death of the reincarnation, it came.

A sword of robbery, cutting through the Tianhe, tearing the white sky dragon virtual shadow.

The Wanzhang method of God is like a magic, and he glanced at the starry sky, glanced at the incomplete Tongtian Tower, heartache.

This is a magic weapon that can quickly promote you to an immortal weapon. It is a rare and valuable treasure for the seven-star reincarnators!

Pain turns to anger, scanning the starry sky with cold eyes
Chapter completed!