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Chapter 853 When the hero returns

Originally, there were eighteen seal pillars, six oscillations, only five were left, especially for the sixth time, millions of people in the array plate vomited blood, and some of them completely turned into ashes. It can be seen how the last oscillation was impacted by the outside.

The eighteen pioneers of the Great Perfection of the Divine Emperors quickly went forward to help, and could not watch the high priests and the others be controlled and tortured.

With this sixth oscillation, eight demon spirits squeezed in again in the black hole, and everyone felt a sense of despair.

A hundred god emperors flew out of the formation plate. The departure of the god emperor caused the pressure of the crowd to surge, and people kept fainting. The parents looked at the child who was dead in their arms, and silently shed tears, and a roar increased the burning of essence and blood.

Cangmei, Wei Yu and others felt dizzy in their heads, burning sensation came from their internal organs, blood in the meridians continued to decrease, and white hair appeared on the forehead.

boom!

One of the two intermediate warriors entangled with the Guardian took out his skills, and a thunderous attack hit the formation plate formed by everyone. In an instant, many people died and flew out.

Two of the remaining five pillars suddenly had cracks. Wei Yu vomited out his blood and was even more blown away by the wave of air.

She staggered and stood up, watching her tribe members die in batches, especially the children in the formation who could not hold on, suddenly fell down and her head was dizzy.

Looking at the sky forcibly, the guardians who could not separate their bodies were entangled. Many pioneers and god emperors were defeated step by step. The black hole rolled violently, and the only five sealed pillars were also in danger.

This time, is it completely finished?

Even if you die, you have to work harder, because they are the ancient gods clan!

He gritted his teeth and choked the blood in his throat. He ignored the dead tribesmen around him and re-entered the formation plate and burned his own essence and blood.

Some other tribe members also dragged their bodies back to their positions.

But the next moment, everyone suddenly felt hot and seemed to burn into ashes. Suddenly, the body that was burning to ashes suddenly felt cool. Wei Yu raised his head with hazy eyes and looked at a figure appearing on the array plate.

"That person is... Master Wugui?"

Repelling the wounded Concubine Yan, who had stabilized her body and was covered in wounds, seemed to sense something. When she turned her head, she saw that there were only more than three million tribes left. The young man with the peach blossom mark on his forehead was throwing two drops of impure blood into the formation plate, and tears immediately flowed down.

"It's Yan'er, it's really Yan'er. When he comes back, I know that he will definitely come back!"

"Master Wuque! It's Master Wuque! He is still alive!"

"It's really him, haha, we have the Master of Ugly again."

"Is this the energy of Wudi Jing and Blood? I feel full of strength in my body!"

…………

Everyone shouted loudly, Xueman Guhong and Rao Qing looked at the person above their heads who apologized for their apology, and their tears couldn't be stopped.

"Brother——"

The high priest and others were even more unbelievable. How could Su Yan be alive? And he could feel that this was not a soul or a projection, but a true and complete person.

Su Yan, the only impure teacher in the ancient god clan, is really alive!

"I said, you can't be distracted during the battle!" At this moment, a hearty laugh suddenly sounded. When the high priest turned around, he saw a stream of light coming quickly. Then a nine-eared eight-ring sword rushed towards the intermediate warrior with lightning. He avoided it, and then the weapon returned.

The five people appeared in front of a sloppy middle-aged man with thick eyebrows, like a beggar, but his cultivation level was a god emperor.

Lin Wa, the god emperor of the ancient god clan, died on the second expedition, and was scattered when he fought against his ancestors. If he was not dead, the position of the high priest was his.

"What's wrong with Hou Luo? I don't know him anymore?" Lin Wa looked at the high priest with a smile and shouted his name.

The high priest Hou Luo's tears came down instantly.

"How could you live, you, you..." The high priest choked up.

"Of course I'm alive, because we promised you to fight side by side!" Lin Wa shook the imperial weapon in his hand and said, "Nine-Ear-Eight-Ringed Sword."

"Me us?" said the high priest.

"Yes, we!" This time, there were men and women, and the sounds of one another echoed directly in everyone's ears. Everyone raised their heads and looked at the thirty streaming lights of different colors.

Zongbu Hanba and the high priest burst into tears when they looked at their old friends who had long died.

"The God Emperor takes revenge!"

"Divine Emperor Ban Tang!"

"God Emperor Cai Xu!"

"The God Emperor Yan Lin!"

"Divine Emperor Nongzhao!"

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The ancient god clan had 34 god emperors. For the second time, he followed the Lord Tianwai Tian on an expedition and brought tens of millions of people from the entire god clan to join the war. In the end, only a few people went back, and the god emperor was only three of them left.

When I left, I promised to come back together, but in the end...

This is the pain they will never mention!

But today, what did they see? The many colleagues who had died at the beginning were all alive and lived well.

What happened?

"Don't forget us, Lao Li, Lao Wu, Lao Yu, do you still remember us?"

More than thirty sounds sounded. When Li Gong and Lao Yu and others in the array heard the sound, their bodies trembled suddenly and their eyes turned red.

More than thirty sounds came.

"First-grade top demon spirit master Rongsheng!"

"Chaga, the first-grade top demon spirit master!"

"First-grade top demon spirit master Hao Luan!"

"First-grade top demon spirit master Yan Kang"

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With these top demon spirit masters who were the same as Li Gongwu Master in the past and who should have been destroyed, and who were also the God Emperor's cultivation, some people came.

They are the eldest brother Liu'er Mihou, wearing a black and white mask, and a huge Tai Chi diagram slowly rotates under their feet. They are Xu Chu, a tree-shaped lich, a corpse king, a singular sing, a yin crow, Li Qiye, and all the heroes in the tomb of the heroes at that time.

One hundred and eight, one is not many, the other is not many.

These 108 people, from the weakest ancient god clan to the highest god emperor and demon spirit master, were all those who died during the second expedition when the soldiers were rescued. He hid all the people who were useful to the future.

And now, it's not too late for the hero to return again!

Many old people recognized everyone, and they all burst into tears and choked up. Just like the high priests and the others, they still don’t know what happened.
Chapter completed!
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