The Human Emperor

However, even if the Empire General wanted to destroy the Nine Dragon Blood War War, it would never be an easy thing.

“Boom!”

In the firehouse, the Black Armor Guard suddenly walked forward two steps, then took one step, and instantly, from the ground, it started to empty, like a shell, quickly rushing towards Du Lambu branch.

Before Du Luong Buzhi reacted, the Black Armor Guard had crossed the heavy space and appeared in front of Du Luong Buzhi. A huge iron fist quickly grew from small to large in the eyes of Duluanbuzhi. It was just a punch and immediately hit Duluanbuzhi's chest again.

This punch was extremely heavy. It was just a single blow. It immediately blew Dusong Mangbuzhi like a disconnected kite and blew him out.

Boom Lung, in the eyes of countless people, only to see Du Lambu branch like shells, heavily smashed the ground, slid out hundreds of feet, plowed a deep trace on the ground, behind, the dust rolled, the sand was astonished.

Only for a moment, the sudden attack from the Big Food, Us Tibet and Western Turkic sides was cleaned up by Datang. The attack by the four Imperial Generals collapsed and even the "Eagle of the Plateau” like Du Songbuzhi was severely injured by the Black Armor Guard and flew out.

“Boom!”

Seeing this scene, the suppressed battlefield suddenly burst out a shocking cheer, all the Datang soldiers cheered with excitement and deafening voice.

However, no one found the Black Armored Guard standing in mid-air, about a foot above the ground, a pair of eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

At this moment, no one noticed that when all of them were shocked by the Black Armor Guard, they were impartial and fell in the distance around a huge sandstorm that swept the heavens and the earth. And there, precisely, is the place where the god of the Great Eating Wars, Dreddy Bo, fights with the evil old emperor.

“It worked!”

He fell to the ground with blood on his body, but his face revealed a slight smile and leaned back slightly. Du Lamb's dark eyes reflect another very different image:

Just saw the yellow sand roll, followed by a huge “dust storm”, at this moment suddenly internal vibration, burst into a huge threshold, rolling dust storm, from top to bottom, at an alarming speed, quickly dissipate. Behind the faded dust storm, two fierce battles emerged, one golden, like the sun and moon hanging high, the other dark as ink and dancing.

The two men confronted each other remotely, staring at each other dead and spreading a strong war. Only for a moment, the shape of the two moved quickly, but it was enough for both of them to relax. The opportunity he was looking forward to finally arrived.

“Dingling! ”

A slight bell suddenly rang, and on the battlefield where people were boiling and shouting and shouting and shouting and shouting, it looked insignificant and did not attract anyone's attention.

The golden bell rapidly passed through the vast and shaky “sandstorm” gap, and flew toward the evil old man in the black robe, fast and fast. It's just a blink of an eye, not far from the evil old man.

And almost at the same time, the evil old man seemed to feel something, his heart jumped sharply, his eyes beneath his consciousness towards the direction of the golden bell, a glance.

Although he had yet to see what was flying behind him, the powerful instinctive reaction of the evil old man prompted him to act quickly. Buzzing, a massive energy burst out of his body and quickly turned into a dark black hood, such as steel like iron, covering the evil old man.

The Evil Emperor has reacted quickly, but he still underestimated the power of this Great Snow Mountain Divine Temple, the mysterious magic conveyor.

Tingling bell, right at the moment of the evil old man's hand, the golden bell oscillating, as if some kind of sensation had been produced, the speed surge, a tiny curve in the sky like lightning, appeared above the evil old man's head.

“Boom! ”

The fire burst, thundering, and just moments after the evil old man's head appeared, a horrible and devastating energy storm suddenly erupted in the tiny golden bell, a huge energy hurricane swept out, instantly covering the evil old man.

That instant golden bell, instead of being a magic instrument, was like a passage connecting different worlds, drawing that energy surge from different worlds to attack the evil old man.

This energy is so enormous that it seems irrelevant that it all looses its own strength. This is no longer his power, but the power of the magic apparatus itself.

And then something unexpected happened. A dark, pounding force burst out of the evil Emperor's body in the electric lightning stone fire room, actually turned into a mountainous blue hand, holding onto the gold bell.

“ ”

Seeing this scene, I was reckless and stunned. Even though it has long been known that the evil emperor is not so easy to deal with, seeing this scene in front of him still feels a tremendous shock.

Holy bells can never be held hostage, and if they can be held hostage so easily, they can't be held hostage. This kind of thing has never happened before, and I dare not even think about it. Without a doubt, the mysterious old man in front of me has become so powerful that even the effects of the holy bell on him are greatly discounted.

“Useless!!! ”

Just for a moment, Dusong Mangbuzhi's eyes suddenly became sharp, his fingers pinched the trick, and his torso jumped from the ground.

“Boom! ”

The next moment, something that shocked everyone happened. That little fist-sized golden bell, suddenly, shocked by the wind, surged hundreds of times, instantly from small to large, turned into a mountainous golden giant bell, bombarded, fell from the sky cover, held the evil old man in a circle, and hit him hard on the ground.

In that room, the storm scattered and the evil old man vanished, while his original location was an extra six-metre-tall golden bell. The surface of the giant bell flickered with thunder and chirping, and thousands of silver snakes swam around golden giant bells, such as dragon snakes, looking appalling.

Suddenly!

Too sudden!

Without waiting for people to react, Du Lambucha had succeeded in putting the evil old man in the holy bell and pressing him to the ground. The electric lightning stone firehouse, everyone who sees this scene, the mind frenzy, even the shouting on the battlefield is much less.

“It worked!”

Seeing the gold bell fall, far away, Daqin praised his fist, his spirit vibrated, and his joy shaped in color.

From killing the ordinary soldiers of Datang, disintegrating the Range of Thousand Miles and Wang Zhen, to attacking the Black Armor Guard, everything is in the middle of the ring, the plan is to use the hands of the Black Armor Guard in the last moment, to "send” all the traces of impotence to the evil old Emperor and Dreddy Bo.

To reach this level of evil old emperor, the perceptions are really too powerful, a powerful existence that can be compared to the benevolent wave, it is unrealistic to try to play any conspiracy trick in front of him. Just a little closer, any unusual proximity will be detected by the evil old man.

But at last, it was successfully implemented. Existence such as Wang Chong's master, the evil emperor, was also successfully covered in the magic of the secret temple of Du Songbuzhi Snow Mountain Temple.

“Boom!”

Seeing that golden giant bell on the ground, as well as the evil old man who disappeared in the middle of the air, after a brief silence, the battlefield approached the hundreds of thousands of stage-food armies and burst into shocking cheers. Especially under Benedictine, all the elite iron rides of the northern battlefield screamed with excitement.

“Big meal! ”

“Big meal! ”

“Big meal! ”

……

Shouting for a while, it shook heaven and earth, and all the big iron food knights gained a great deal of morale. The war took so long, even if the old man in Datang's black coat didn't know, all the big cannibals knew that it was their strongest enemy. It was precisely because of the presence of this person that hundreds of thousands of great cannibals sank and could not enter. Without that mysterious old man in black, the whole battlefield, there's no one left to resist Benedictine.

“Benthic wave! ”

“Benthic wave! ”

“Benthic wave! ”

……

In a short time, however, the name of the Goddess of the Great Eating Wars echoed once again. After four days of fierce fighting and countless warrior lives, the big meal finally triumphs.

In contrast to the big cannibals, Us Tibetans and Western Turks cheering and shouting, boiling against the sky, all the warriors face pale and grey on the Datang side.

“Master! ”

The electric lightning stone fire room was tangling with Ziad Wang Shou, heard the distant movement, raised his head vigorously, just a glance, Wang Shou immediately understood what had happened, the instant, all the blood immediately faded clean, his hands and feet were cold.

“Brother Vincent! ”

And almost at the same time, the Uhura village chief saw the six-metre tall gold bell in the distant army, trembling, and the whole person was struck hard, and the breath was disturbed.

“Senior Zhang! ”

Gao Xianzhi, Cheng Qianli and Su Cold Mountain in the rear commanding the vehicle crossbow troops, all of them are heart-shaken, their faces are white as paper, even the black armored guard holding the Kowloon blood war flag in his right hand, at this moment, the face also changed, the atmosphere fluctuated sharply.

Even if people reacted slowly, they understood, this time by the big cannibals and Us Tibetans, completely calculated. Their goal is neither Wang Zhen nor Cheng Qianli, let alone the Kowloon Blood War Flag that everyone thinks. Their goal was always just one man, Wang Chong's master, the evil old man!

Four days of fierce fighting left few soldiers and horses on both sides, but the big food still failed to defeat Datang on the ground. But as long as we trap the evil old Emperor and wipe out Datang's finest fighting power, even if Datang owns the Kowloon Blood War Flag, there is only one way to lose.

- Although the laws of formation are of paramount importance, in any one war, the Empire Generals are no less powerful than the laws of formation.