The Great Conqueror

"boom!!"

Dozens of rock wolf monsters rushing to the front showed panic in their pupils, instinctively feeling the danger!

But it was too late, the sound waves passed by, and the monsters seemed to be hit by a giant clock, with a "hum" in their heads, blood splashed from their eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and rolled to the ground.

Bloody couldn't stop the rock wolves, but completely angered them. The war songs of the orcs were their natural enemies, and they had to live or die!

A symbol of madness and community - the rock wolf

Representative of Faith and Strength - War Song

a collision.

Either you die or I die, the battle song is roaring, the power of faith is surging, this is the collision of life and death.

Waves of sound waves exploded, and the approaching rock wolf monsters spewed blood to death. Everyone was fighting with their souls, even Emma, ​​Lanu and his adventurers were infected, and the followers of the war song roared. Maybe they were not war song priests, but the courage and strength of the orcs were the same. They had beast souls in their bodies.

Courage, that indifferent courage, reappears in the Orcs!

"My right fist opened the sky and turned into a dragon!

The heart of the earth is beating violently and restlessly!

Adjusted the time and space of the sunrise in the east,

Go back to the wild to dominate and manipulate! "

"My right fist opened the sky and turned into a dragon!

The heart of the earth is beating violently and restlessly!

Adjusted the time and space of the sunrise in the east,

Go back to the wild to dominate and manipulate! "

……………………………………………

When the war song stopped, all the rock wolf monsters were dead, and every war song priest held their heads high. They really felt the glory, and finally understood what a real war song priest is.

Zou Liang took a puff of his cigar, and puffed out a circle lightly, "From now on, you are a Warsong priest,... trainees."

Everyone cheered, Lanu and the other adventurers looked enviously, it was a kind of respect from the heart, this is the Arthur priest in Lanu's mind, sure enough, it is better and stronger than he imagined!

But if this is the World of Monster Beasts, they would be too happy. The two consecutive attacks by the team battle song have already disrupted the entire underground world. The monsters in this map are in a mess, and they usually have their own territories. Under the guidance of a common enemy, they gathered together.

Looking at the countless black spots that appeared on the grassland, everyone's expressions became serious, which had nothing to do with courage.

Lanu's face was pale, but he gritted his teeth and made the most ruthless decision, "Priest Arthur, you lead the priests to go first, this is the future of the empire, let's lead people to lead these monsters away!"

People are selfish, but in some cases, personal life and death can indeed be put aside, because Lanu felt the same thing in Arthur.

He was convinced, and so were the fifteen adventurers who followed him. Adventurers cherished life very much, but they were willing to make sacrifices at this moment.

After so many years, Lanu finally has the pride of his youth, a suit of brass branding equipment, and his dagger, which has not rusted!

He feels that he is still not old!

Zou Liang looked at the monsters coming out on the horizon, and at the overdrawn but fearless warriors, Zou Liang really felt that being a fucking orc is really good.

Everyone has done their best, and the next step is his task. Since he can bring them in, he will definitely be able to take them out.

"President Lanu, today is the day when my War Song Priests Corps is officially established, just let me be a spectator for once."

After the cigar was burned out, Zou Liang tossed it casually. Zou Liang took a deep breath and placed the scepter in front of him.

Bronze-level warsong priest, so young, but what can he do in the face of nearly a thousand monsters?

Even Jinyao-level fighters can only protect themselves and kill the enemy here, and God knows they will kill until the year of the monkey.

The question is who can protect these exhausted priests?

escape?

It's strange that this thought, which usually comes to mind immediately, didn't appear in the minds of Lanu and the adventurer this time.

In sight, all over the sky and the plains are full of wildly jumping monsters, advancing one after another, powerful and violent. Everything that stood in the way of the monster beast was crushed to pieces.

The orcs will never back down, no fear of death!

Rather die heroically than flee in disgrace! !

Honor, faith, above all else!

Apparently everyone here has done it.

Looking at the trust in the eyes of Luyao, Emma, ​​Lanu and others, Zou Liang finally found his own existence, and his life was not in vain.

"Very good!" Zou Liang's eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved: "Let's see what level I am."

Zou Liang also needs to recognize himself, how far his battle song can go, without any luck!

The gentle prelude to the extreme storm war song was in stark contrast to the crazy tide of monsters. In front of the tide of monsters, how helpless and humble a war song priest was.

Zou Liang's bronze-level warsong scepter exudes a faint light, which is also so faint with the continuous ups and downs of the warsong.

But Zou Liang's heart is gradually burning, he loves this profession, he is proud to be a warsong priest, he is proud to be able to stand here today and fight with these people!

He wants to make this life no longer wasted!

WO~~~~~ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Zou Liang opened his hands, and the extremely high-pitched voice pierced through the air. This is the voice of a single person, but it is better than thousands of troops. This is Zou Liang's own burning, without luck, just like what he said to others, today, he himself did it.

WO~~~~~ah~~~~~~~~~~~~

When the wind blows, the broken rocks on the ground are suspended. This is an extreme battle song that makes people's souls intoxicated.

Storm Limits!

The indiscriminate battle songs overwhelmingly killed the tide of monsters. This was the first full-scale attack after being promoted to Tongluo.

The monsters on the first floor spurted blood from their mouths and noses, and died while running wildly, but the monsters behind continued to move forward.

The continuous treble also has Zou Liang's limit, but this time it is different.

After the extreme treble, the sound turned sharply down, falling from heaven to hell all at once.

Eighteen floors of purgatory!

The Fires In Their Eyes And Their Words Are Really Clear So Beat It, Just Beat It

So Beat It, Just Beat It So Beat It, Just Beat It So Beat It, Just Beat It

Soul singing combined with Zou Shengun Tianxia Wushuang subwoofer comprehension, every sound, the sky is responding, the earth is trembling, if the extreme treble breaks away from the shackles of the world, and goes straight to the sky, this thick bass is God's response, God's roar.

Every sound is ringing the whole world.

Zou Liang didn't have these monsters in his mind at all, and the wild power erupted from him unscrupulously. At this moment, what he saw was Pope Benedict VIII, the legendary invincible battle hymn.

In the sky and the world, I am the only one!

I am omnipotent! !

The scepter is shining brightly, the battle song is roaring, and rows of monsters are falling down. What is this?

what is it

Lanu didn't know, he was going crazy, and the adventurers who followed him knelt down on the ground unconsciously, worshiping him. This was the power of the beast god.

Legend has it that the real battle song is the invincible power in the world, which was worshiped by thousands of people five hundred years ago and thousands of years ago.

The legend returns to Mengjia!

All the war song priests looked up at the people in front of them, enjoying the baptism of the war song, shaking their bodies over and over again, instilling the strength and courage of their souls.

Be fearless!

There is a great profession in this world called Warsong Priest!

At some point, the battle song stopped, the monsters had disappeared, and the tide of monsters was blown away abruptly. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe it.

Zou Liang put away the scepter, turned around slowly, lit the cigar with a bang, a smoke ring, and two words popped out of his mouth - go home!

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