The strongest bear system in history

Chapter 508

The gray sky, the whimper of wind in the ear, the air is full of murderous breath.

Under the majestic Niujiao Mountain, the empty Jiuli tribe, Jiuye glanced at everything around him, with a touch of complexity in his eyes.

Everyone is gone, and for the entire Jiuli tribe, there is only one Jiuye left at this moment.

With Ye Qingshan being sent away by himself a day ago, Magni the lava dwarf also left the Jiuli tribe with all the remaining dwarves under the mandatory request of the Jiuye.

Before leaving the Jiuli Clan, Magni once told Jiu Ye that he would not leave. The Jiuli Clan is his home. Everything about him comes from the Jiuli Clan. Now the Jiuli Clan is in crisis and he cannot leave.Moreover, although the angel is strong, it does not mean that the Jiuli tribe has no hope at all, so he wants to stay and fight with Jiu Ye.

But Jiu Ye slapped Magni to the ground with a backhand slap and told Magni with indifferent eyes that if he didn't take the dwarf with him now, he would kill him!

Hope?Maybe there was once, but once is after all.

Jiu Ye knows his own situation and knows the enemy’s situation better. The process of the Protoss being overthrown is not as simple as imagined. As a terrifying race that has stood on this land for tens of thousands of years, the power of the Protoss is beyond doubt. Yes, and the Jiuli people who came from the East at that time were only part of the entire Jiuli people.

This is also why in this era, the Jiuli Clan only awakened the Jiuye, while the Protoss has nearly 10,000.

At the same time, the gap between the Protoss and the Jiuli was not as big as everyone imagined. In a sense, it was a hard fight.

If it were not for the deep grievances between the Protoss and other races at that time, the Protoss would not be pulled down by the Jiuli.

So Jiuye asked Magni to take the dwarves away, because Jiuye knew very well that in the face of a powerful protoss, the joining of these dwarves was meaningless, and their deaths and sacrifices were equally worthless.

Similarly, Jiuye knew better that he could not go. On the one hand, the ancestral training of the Jiuli people made Jiuye unable to retreat, and another important reason was that if he did not die, the war would never stop.

The angels and the Jiuli tribe are dead enemies. It was because of the emergence of the Jiuli tribe that the tens of thousands of years of reign of the angels was ended. If in this era, who is the race that the angels want to get rid of?

That must be Jiuli!

On the one hand, because killing themselves as Jiuli people can satisfy their deformed and distorted hearts, on the other hand, it is because history tells them that if they want to continue to rule this land, the Jiuli people are their biggest obstacle.

When desire and ideal merge into one, it will produce extremely strong will, which is also called obsession in the East.

The Protoss at this moment is like this. In order to allow their race to re-rule this land, in order to wash away the shame that the Jiuli once brought to them, the Jiuli must die!

Jiuye knew very well and understood the determination of the angels to kill himself, so when he saw Ye Qingshan, Jiuye chose to give up and give up his hope of fighting hard, using the last knowledge of the Jiuli Clan. Come to light a bright and bright road for Ye Qingshan.

In Jiu Ye himself, he is only a member of the Jiuli Clan, and he cannot represent the Jiuli Clan. In the near future, when the Jiuli Clan returns, when Ye Qingshan has grown to a level that no one can despise, all his efforts are worth it at this moment. of.

This is a seed. I can’t see the day when the seed germinates and grows into a towering tree. But because I have planted this seed, if one day the Jiuli are tired and can’t work anymore, I can still participate in this tree. Avoid wind and rain under the big tree.

And now when everyone has left, standing alone under the Niujiao Mountain, staring at the front, even if he has seen the god of death smiling at himself, Jiuye has no regrets in his heart.

Take off that black robe, the upper body of Jiuye's loose upper body is covered with scars. On Jiuye's chest, there is a blurred ink Si tattooed. Many lines are no longer obvious, but it is faint. Feel the fierce aura exuding from Mo Si.

Sitting alone in front of the Jiuli tribe, Jiuye has a bowl of wine next to him, and his sharp eyes are staring at the thick white fog in front of him. The air carries an uncomfortable breath of killing. Although the soldier is old, the blood of the soldier is still flowing in his bones!

Heavy footsteps sounded from the horizon, and the air was mixed with a piercing sound of piercing the air. White silhouettes cut the thick fog in front of them, and terrible breaths rose in the white mist.

In the shattered dense fog, the rising breath gathered into a huge twelve-winged angel. The hot high temperature rose above the angel's body. Amid the loud war horns, the huge twelve-winged angel phantom, nothing Without concealing the aura of killing and destruction, pressed in this direction of Jiuye.

The old body, with a sharp edge between the eyebrows that seemed to tear the world apart, facing the twelve-winged angel phantom full of destruction and killing, a wave of no-twelve wings rose from the body of the nine masters. How much antiquity the angel lacks!

The horrible energy and blood was tossing at this moment, and the vague ink on the chest seemed to be nourished by the blood and the blurred lines began to become clear, an ancient beast full of brutality, in this pair Mo Si is full of tattoos.

"Moo~~!"

A voice from the ancient times, filled with the wild and crazy of that era.

The air burst, and the terrifying ripples seemed to shatter the space. Two terrifying forces collided together. One was the twelve-winged angel phantom composed of thousands of angels' blood and energy, representing the supreme god of the Protoss!

One is Jiuye's surging Mo Si, one of the totems of the Jiuli tribe in ancient times!

At the moment when the angel and Mo Si collided, the force of terror tore through this white world.

Under Niujiao Mountain, Jiuye sits in front of the Jiuli tribe. Nourished by Qi and blood, Jiuye's loose body has been restored to life. The vague ink tattoo on his chest seems to be alive at this moment.

A black ink-colored rhinoceros all over, staring at those scarlet red eyes glaring forward, on the huge and sturdy figure of Mo Si, exuding a strong aura of a fierce beast.

On the opposite side of the nine masters, on the empty high slope, there are thousands of angels wearing heavy armor and solemn expressions.

The strength of the angels is very strong, and the lowest level is the strength of the sixth-level monster, and generally possesses the seventh-level strength. Individual angels have the eighth-level monster, even close to the ninth-level monster.

If these angels in front of you are placed on the surface world, they will be an invincible army!

Even the weakest angel is a well-deserved strong in the surface world, but here they are just the most ordinary and ordinary members of this terrorist army.

Each angel is wearing a standard silver-white heavy armor, holding a similar lightsaber in his hand. It is a weapon condensed from high-concentration light elements. It is comparable to a laser weapon and has the hot heat that melts everything!

Thousands of angels gathered together neatly, looking like an invincible army.