The Earth Conquers All Worlds

Great-grandson of Almighty?

Longkou, which Zhao Shi was about to swallow, couldn't help but pause.

Martial arts are powerful, equivalent to the existence of monks in the Void Refining Realm, and their words and deeds make people have to pay extreme attention to them, and dare not take them lightly.

Not only him, the soldiers in the legion, including the direct descendants of Yinsha and other aristocratic families, and even the direct descendants of powerful families are silent at this moment, showing no signs of shouting and killing in the past.

The panic in King Yingyan's heart calmed down a little, and he said calmly: "I am one of the few direct descendants of Honglian Da Neng in the world, and I met her once when I was a child. If someone kills me, she will not remain indifferent."

Everyone was moved.

It is a great honor to have met once.

Martial arts masters have lived for nearly 30,000 years, and they have experienced countless ups and downs in their long lives. Ordinary family children, even kings, are no different from the weeds on the roadside in their eyes. .

"The descendant of the Almighty is indeed an honor." Zhao Shi said slowly: "However, like Qiu Wu, you are not broad-minded. So, you should die."

Longkou bites down.

"You bastard, shameless!"

The Eagle Flame King roared, and the black and gray red lotus flames ignited on both wings and slashed towards the closed dragon's mouth above his head, tearing and melting the space along the way.

The power of the late King Realm plus the red lotus karma that burns everything is indeed terrifying, and Mu Yan and his like are afraid that they will be seriously injured with just one blow.

clatter~

Before Eagle Flame King's wings could reach the mouth of the wind and fire giant dragon, the nine full moon sky knives moved with the wind, flowing to Eagle Flame King's body and surrounding him, quickly cutting the flesh and blood on his body surface, the terrifying red Lian Yehuo only devoured about 40% of the legion's true energy reserves.

The pace of the Eagle Flame King's charge and killing gradually came to a halt, and he struggled hard, but he could only watch helplessly as his injuries continued to worsen.

Even if Zhao Shi is not around, he will be beheaded and crushed.

Click it!

The giant wind and fire dragon suddenly closed, and swallowed the nine-round full moon sky knife and King Yingyan together, and a terrifying storm of sword energy erupted in its mouth.

The cold and sharp wind and fire sword intent spread in all directions, and everyone was worried about the future, but their hearts were also at ease, stirring endlessly.

The Twelfth Army was so powerful that it killed three Xie Wu Kings alone!

The future Twelfth Army will be the most powerful army in the Federation, and even the king must respect it.

As a member of the Twelfth Army, their future is promising, and the resources they will get in the future will far exceed this time.

Of course, there must be a future.

boom!

The mouth of the dragon, which struggled and gradually slowed down under the determined eyes of everyone, suddenly exploded, and a large black-gray flame burst out, melting most of the sharp and ferocious dragon's mouth of the wind and fire dragon in an instant.

Roar!

"Retreat! Retreat!"

The giant wind and fire dragon roared in pain, cut off most of its damaged mouth, and let it dissolve in the black-gray flames, and fled frantically into the distance with the same broken nine moon swords.

With just this blow, about one-fifth of the confident Twelfth Army was killed. Countless lieutenant mechas and school officer mechas melted into a puddle of liquid metal, and countless wounded were injured.

The confident and high-spirited Twelfth Army was terrified, like the collapse of the doomsday, and everyone died.

Even Zhao Shi's peaceful heart fluctuated a little, but he calmed down quickly.

It's not a method of refining virtual reality, fortunately, fortunately.

The giant wind and fire dragon, who had fled for more than fifty miles, looked over at the same place with eyes full of rejoicing.

The original space disappeared, and instead, clusters of slowly burning red lotus karmic fires appeared, spreading for dozens of miles and lasting for a long time.

As they burn, a deep black hole is forming, getting bigger and bigger, the healing ability of the space has completely lost its effect, and there are regular patterns of worlds intertwined nearby.

This is the wound of the world, and it cannot be healed without thousands of years.

‘The quantity may have reached the refining level, but the quality is far from enough. It should be made by the king’s excessive collection of red lotus fire and a large number of king’s bones. '

Zhao Shi made a double judgment in his heart from the master of refining equipment and the master of formation.

Looking towards the center of the red lotus karma, he saw the pale-faced Eagle Flame King. He also suffered a lot of hidden injuries in such a high concentration of red lotus karma.

Eagle Flame King stared at Zhao Shi coldly: "Ant, when the sect kings win, I will tear open your soul bit by bit to see what is hidden inside."

Up to now, he has the same thoughts as King Mu Yan, never thinking that a thirty-year-old life can do this.

After speaking, he didn't dare to stay in the red lotus karmic fire for a long time, his wings swooped into the void, turned into a black light and disappeared into the distance.

Zhao Shi silently watched him go away without pursuing him.

"Disband the army formation, and use the battalion as a unit to repair and heal the wounds."

"Yes, Lord!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the Fenghuo Jianlong and the nine full-moon sky knives transformed by the guards disappeared in a hazy flash of light, revealing the figures of officers and soldiers in battle formation.

They looked at the disappearing comrades around them, and felt a little uncomfortable. It took a long time to calm down, and they took out the healing medicine and crossed their knees to heal their injuries. The entire army was silent, only the sound of breathing.

Inside the flagship, Zhao Shi said to Huo Zhongtian beside him, "Tell Fireman Tiger and all remaining division commanders and generals of the First and Second Army to come and see me."

"yes. "

Huo Zhongtian didn't think there was anything wrong with Zhao Shi directly ordering Huo Renhu, who was at the same level as him or even more noble than him because of his status as the young master of the Huo family, and left neatly after saluting respectfully.

A moment later, Burning Tiger, who was pretending to be calm on his face, and more than thirty generals with serious expressions walked into the interior of the flagship, and saw a boy in black sitting cross-legged on the army lord's chair. A beautiful girl.

He looked sixteen or seventeen years old, extremely immature, and his temperament was not surprising. He was no different from ordinary high school students. It was hard to believe that he was a Shinkyo warrior, let alone others.

Burning Tiger didn't pay much attention to Zhao Shi, just found a seat and sat down.

brush!

The other generals were not so relaxed. They strictly followed the etiquette of the junior officers when they first met their immediate superiors, knelt down on one knee, and respectfully said: "Greetings to the military lord, congratulations to the military lord on being promoted to Shenqiao, the king can be expected!"

The title is Junzhu, not Zhao Junzhu.

Burning Tiger's complexion turned ugly in an instant, and the current situation might be understandable, but they didn't consult with themselves in advance and decided on their own. Is this negligence, or does it mean something?

"Everyone, please rise."

Zhao Shi's tone was gentle and amiable, without the murderous aura during the battle: "Since we are fighting together, we are comrades who trust each other, why should there be such a vain courtesy?"

"Thank you, Commander!"

The surrounding generals stood up with expressions of surprise and surprise on their faces.