In the Eastern Continent, on the top of the Tianmiao Mountain, the golden temples and pavilions are like snow, hanging from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. The overlapping temples have strict doors, the clanging of ancient bells and drums, and the faint roar of dragons and snakes in the valleys.
It came. At every courtyard gate, every mountain pass, and every mountain peak, there were three to five Tianmiao fanatics with golden bodies standing all over them. They were all looking around with extreme vigilance.
The war between the major protoss against the Azer clan has been suspended. Because of the problem of Thor's hammer, this chaotic war has finally been suspended. However, the inexplicable attack launched by the Milo Cult against the Tianmiao continues, and its behavior is mysterious.
The killers who destroyed the shrine of the Miluo Cult appeared around the sacred mountain from time to time, and each time they would take away three to five bloody souls.
This place is far away from the Western Continent, and the attack range of Thor's Hammer is not so large, so the Milo God Cult continues their attack unscrupulously. The Tianmiao knows the reason why the Milo God Cult is so crazy - the multi-armed secret demon clan is the most
The important heritage artifact, the Mystic Demon Tower, was taken away, and some identification marks and tokens of the Tianmiao were left at the scene.
This is really an unforeseen disaster. All the abbots, Dharma kings, venerables and other big figures in the Tianmiao can swear with their bare heads that none of them made such a decision and sent such powerful personnel to sneak in.
In the core area of Milo God Cult, steal the fatal Mystic Demon Tower! But Tianmiao has explained it to Milo God Cult many times, but the crazy followers of Milo God Cult do not believe this explanation. Once the war breaks out,
He never stopped and kept fighting all the way.
Suddenly a scream rang out, and several beautiful goddesses of the Temple of Heaven wearing moon-white half-arms were walking swaying beside a clear mountain stream, holding on to several half-person-high vases and preparing to take them.
The stream water was taken back to make tea, and a stream of water swept out from the clear stream. Several female priests who were only fifteen or sixteen years old were suddenly cut off at the waist, and their blood and internal organs flowed all over the floor.
Hundreds of Tianmiao warriors with tall bodies and bronze bodies ran over with great strides. They held bronze staffs as thick as bowls and beat them until the nearby rocks cracked and the trees shattered, but not even a single enemy figure was found.
The team leader looked like he was over a hundred years old. He had a skinny face and a body as dry as a dried hazelnut. He roared several times in the sky. He could only shake his head helplessly and led the Temple of Heaven warriors to clean up the priestesses.
The corpse retreated in embarrassment to a bronze pavilion not far away.
This kind of thing keeps happening in the sacred mountains that stretch for tens of thousands of miles. The killers who destroyed the shrine are haunting everywhere in groups or alone. Every time they appear, they always take away a few lives. Although every time their battle results are
It's not very big, but the total number of believers killed by these killers who destroyed the temple every day is a shocking number.
There are an average of about 10,000 casualties every day, of which more than 30% are always dead. Such casualties have lasted for more than two months, which has caused headaches for the people in charge of Tianmiao. The large-scale Tianmiao has not let go of such casualties.
In my heart, but so many disciples are killed every day, it would be too embarrassing to spread this news.
On the highest peak of Tianmiao Mountain, the main peak called Shenguang Peak. On the southwest side of this majestic mountain, which is nearly a hundred miles high, is a steep cliff. There is no grass on the cliff that goes straight up and down, and it is as smooth as a mirror.
Same. Countless magic arrays are carved on this huge cliff, and a huge gravity barrier covers the mountains with a radius of thousands of miles. Even if the lower gods get here, they can't fly and can only walk forward honestly step by step. Any middle position
Those who dared to fly despite being below the gods were crushed to pieces by the violent gravity.
A floating pavilion of the same color as the cliff hangs on the huge cliff. The exquisite pavilion is connected to several other small temples through plank roads. The strong wind blows the clouds and blows through these pavilions. Under the blowing of heavy snow, these small pavilions are
All traces of the building were covered up for a time.
A deep canyon of hundreds of miles at its widest and no more than ten miles at its narrowest separates the Eastern Continent and the Eastern Subcontinent. This grand canyon is the most brutal battlefield between the Tianmiao and the Miluo Cult, and has surrounded this great canyon for countless years.
In the canyon, the Milo Sect did not know how many bloody religious wars it launched, and the allied forces of the Tianmiao and the Blood Qin Empire did not know how many heads were piled up here.
Next to a gray-white capital with at least a million skulls piled up, an army of more than 100,000 followers of the Milo Sect was frantically attacking an army of the Heavenly Temple that was guarding it to the death. The 50,000-strong body exuded a silver luster.
, with silver divine light flashing in his eyes, holding a silver staff, and wearing silver robes, the Tianmiao fanatics recited incantations praising the gods. Silver divine inscriptions like centipedes flowed around their bodies. The body's defense force was already under the influence of divine power.
With the blessing, it was raised to the limit.
The individual combat capabilities of both sides are about the same. The believers of the Miluo Sect are not as strong as the Heavenly Position, and the warriors of these Heavenly Temples are also at the same level. It is just that the proportion of Heavenly Position warriors is slightly higher. But
With the blessing of divine power, the bodies of these Tianmiao warriors have become tougher than steel, and their strength is about a hundred times stronger than usual.
The swords of the believers of Milo God Sect can only bring out a spark when they slash at the enemy's body, but cannot hurt their enemies at all. However, a hard blow from the crutches of those all-silver Tianmiao fanatic believers will kill them.
Their bodies and armors were blasted to pieces. Both sides were the most devout believers, the bravest warriors, and the lunatics who were least afraid of death. When the believers of the Milo Cult were beaten to death, they didn't even let out a groan.
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The entire battlefield could not hear any painful groans from the wounded. Soldiers were killed one after another by the enemy, and then they fell to the ground with a happy smile and exhaled their last breath. Even if most of their bodies were beaten
The group of wretches who were in dilapidated condition struggled to crawl towards the enemy with smiles on their faces, opened their mouths and bit the enemy's legs, and then quietly waited for the enemy's next blow to shatter their own legs.
head.
On the battlefield, you can only hear the sound of swords splitting flesh and heavy metal staffs crushing bones. Apart from that, there is no other sound. Even the eternal strong wind in the Grand Canyon disappeared without a trace.
It was bitingly cold, and the wind kept emitting a ghostly roar, like the minions of the God of Death, huddled quietly on the edge of the battlefield, quietly admiring this pleasing and cruel killing.
In the small pavilion on the cliff, a beautiful woman wearing light golden clothes, with her long hair tied in a gorgeous palace bun on her head, holding an emerald Ruyi, was lazily leaning on a
On the soft couch, she squinted her eyes and quietly looked at a handsome man sitting ten meters away from the opposite side, and suddenly laughed softly: "The Lord of the Dawn is too insincere. How can such a thing be allowed to happen?"
The god of deceit comes as a special envoy? Isn’t this a joke?”
The handsome man smiled gently, put down the tea cup in his hand, and said lightly: "I am the best candidate! Do you want to ask the Lord of the Dawn to send the God of Souls here? That guy is not reliable, who can
Do you know what he would do?"
The beautiful woman's red lips curled up slightly, she sighed lazily, and then shook her head: "That child, Nightmare Chili, didn't cause you any trouble when he was at your place, did he? The little guy is still very innocent, he doesn't
We are well versed in the world and just act according to our instincts. Occasionally, we may do things that may seem a bit excessive to you, but as parents, what can we say?”
One of the deputy gods of the Achael Goddess of Commerce, Chitel, the god of commercial fraud who is known as the most cunning among the gods, smiled and shook his head: "His Royal Highness Nightmare Chili is with us, very well-behaved, every day.
All three meals are sumptuous, and there are maids waiting on him. Although those maids are all captured Odin's holy guards... there is no need to worry about his safety."
The beautiful woman's face changed slightly, she straightened up suddenly, her face turned pale and she screamed: "Odin's Holy Guard? What kind of people did you get to serve the Nightmare? My child has been pampered since he was a child, even a little bit.
He can't even smell the strange smell, what kind of guards did you get for him? You, you, you are just..."
Chitel drooped his eyelids and smiled innocently and harmlessly: "Well, there are a few pig-headed and bear-men with very pure blood and absolutely no royal or royal blood. His Highness Nightmare Chili seems to be interested in them.
His long hair is very sensitive, and every time the maids come close to him, they will scream, but he has got used to it these days."
The beautiful woman stayed on the soft couch blankly and stiffly. Pig-headed men and bear-men without any royal or royal blood? The characteristic of orcs is that the richer the royal and royal blood, the more similar they look to humans, like
They are the core royal blood descendants of the Bear Clan, Lion Clan, and Tiger Clan. They look no different from humans. Unless their bloodline is activated during battle, they are just normal humans, and they are basically handsome guys and beauties.
But the orcs who don’t have any royal family or royal blood? Those are the orc warriors created by the combat units of the Yuan Realm, the offspring of the orc puppets who interbred with each other and left behind. As war cannon fodder, the Yuan Realm never considers whether its army is beautiful or not.
They are a group of completely human-walking beasts! And now it is a group of upright walking wild boars and bears serving the Nightmare Crabs!
The beautiful woman's body swayed, and she suddenly grabbed the jade Ruyi in her hand and threw it to the ground. With a 'clang' sound, countless tiny debris sprayed everywhere, and the beautiful woman pointed fiercely out the window.
Her beautiful eyes fiercely swept across the army of followers of the Milo Sect who were fighting fiercely a hundred miles away: "Go and kill them all! Those useless trash, randomly pick and kill half of them!" (Unfinished)