My players are so cruel

Chapter 147 Where My Sword Points

Azathoth's pursuit couldn't keep up with the speed of Human Emperor Sword's true state at the moment,

It dodged left and right, and even teased Azathoth for a while in mid-air before returning to the real Chen He in the distance.

Human Sovereign Sword Spirit's tone was very relaxed,
"Hey, I haven't done this for many years, it's really exciting."

Chen He and Jiang Yan slowly revealed their figures, holding the Wuhen Xuanming Mirror to examine them carefully.

However, in Chen He's hands, it seemed to be the most ordinary mirror.

Jiang Yan curled his lips, and said to the Human Emperor Sword floating in the air,

"You are a tyrant sword anyway, how do you do this sneaky thing, you seem to be very skilled."

The Renhuang sword directly swept across Jiang Yan's buttocks.

"It's not big or small, isn't your old yellow dog in need of cleaning up?"

Jiang Yan was also annoyed.
"You broken sword soul, if you are so arrogant now, if you find the real sword body, it will be fine!"

Seeing that one person and one sword were about to strangle each other, Chen He glared at them, and lost his voice in an instant.

Jiang Yan immediately approached with a shy face.

"Young master, you are simply an unrivaled genius. You actually thought of using a puppet to steal a mirror.
Sure enough, he is thoughtful and has the style of an emperor. "

Renhuang Sword demolished the stage aside,

"If you want to say this flattery, you Jiang Yan dare to be the second, and no one in the whole of Daqin dares to say that he is the first."

Chen He rolled his eyes at them both.

Nonsense, it is impossible to let him do it by himself.

The range of perception of the evil god Azathoth is not small, and the invisibility of the dragon ring can hardly cover them up, so they can only go sideways with their swords.

An earth spirit-level puppet can make a steady profit in exchange for this ghost weapon.

Chen He looked at the evil god Azathoth who was frantically dismantling his puppet in the distance, and his face was full of satisfaction.

At this time, a gleam flashed in his eyes,
With this traceless mysterious mirror,
This situation will be under his control!

Jiang Yan said with some doubts,

"However, young master, what if the Xuanming Mirror has self-awareness and the Human Emperor Sword cannot be taken away?"

Chen He motioned Jiang Yan to look in the direction of Human Emperor Sword,

"Since this Xuanming Mirror is a ghost weapon of the Nether Horse Clan, it is definitely not a power that the evil god can control.
Now that Ming Xiao was fainted, without the nourishment of the king's blood, it left Ming Xiao's body, so naturally it could not resist.

In addition, I also left a backup player, Lao Huang, look at the difference of the Human Emperor Sword. "

Jiang Yan glanced suspiciously at the Renhuang Sword, and shouted in surprise,

"You changed Jiansui for him!"

Chen He caressed the scarlet fringe of Renhuang Sword, and said slowly,

"This is the mane on the back of Gui Yan's Phantom Spirit Horse.

The most important thing is, I asked that guy to take some king's blood to soak the sword tassel. "

Behind Chen He suddenly appeared the figure of Gui Yan's phantom spirit horse, his face full of resentment.

It was obvious that he was very worried about Chen He pulling his hair out.

"Young Master, are you looking for me?"

Chen He kicked its horse's ass,

"What are you muttering in your heart? Your eyes are very unconvinced. Be careful that I will pluck all your hair!"

Thinking of his naked appearance, Gui Yan Huan Lingju suddenly felt like crying.

It's really going to be pulled out, how will it raise its head in front of the filly in the future?
Baby is wronged,

But the baby didn't say it.

Seeing it trembling, Chen He laughed and cursed,
"Activate this thing."

Immediately, he threw the mirror image of Wuhen Xuanming to Guiyan Huanlingju like trash.

Gui Yan Huan Lingju subconsciously raised the head of the horse, and used his source force to support the thing thrown by his young master.

After seeing clearly what it was, Gui Yan Huan Lingju was completely dumbfounded.

"The treasure of the Nether Horse Clan, the Wuhen Xuanming Mirror!"

Chen He looked calm and breezy, and hummed lightly.

With such a calm appearance, Gui Yan Huan Lingju's mind was once again shocked.

This is a ghost weapon!
Why not get excited!

Is my young master so awesome?
Chen He looked impatient.

"It's not easy, I ask you to pay for the loss of so many players?
The source power of these losses is at least tens of thousands per minute, so hurry up! "

Being scolded by Chen He, Gui Yan Huan Lingju immediately touched the Wuhen Xuanming Mirror with the unique breath belonging to the Nether Horse Clan.

At the moment when this ghostly breath was released, the originally ordinary Wuhen Xuanming Mirror instantly glowed with brilliance.

In front of the head of Gui Yan's phantom spirit horse, he seemed to be carefully identifying it.

Seeing that it was still hesitating, Gui Yan's phantom spirit horse instantly boiled the few royal blood in its body.

Like a traveler who has been hungry and thirsty in the desert for a long time, the Wuhen Xuanming Mirror suddenly turned into a stream of light and got into the body of the Ghost Flame Phantom Spirit Horse.

The current Guiyan Phantom Spirit Horse exudes a deadly and gloomy aura.

It was also completely lit!

He was so excited that he kicked his front hooves in a panic, speaking incoherently.

Feeling this majestic ghostly breath, Chen He's heart ached so badly, but his brows frowned slightly.

"That's it, this grade, can you be a little bit promising, huh?"

Gui Yan Huan Lingju quickly collected his emotions, sensing the message from Wuhen Xuanming Mirror.

"The young master is right, we will make a few more in the future!"

As he spoke, Gui Yan Huan Lingju became excited again.

"Or, let's go back to the Nether Horse Clan and demolish the Mirror Moon City."

Chen He directly gave it a crisp brain crash.

"Tear down you big-headed ghost, it's about the same as tearing you down."

Watching Gui Yan's phantom spirit horse's aura gradually increase at a speed visible to the naked eye, Chen He's eyes turned green.

Damn, I want it too!
Who wouldn't want a baby like this?

But with me, he is just a broken mirror, what can I do?
Forget it, it's not a big disadvantage to use it for your own mount.

Almost in an instant, Gui Yan Huan Lingju completed the control of Wuhen Xuanming Mirror.

It can also be said that it approved Gui Yan Huan Lingju.

At this time, the blood of the Guiyan Phantom Spirit Horse has been completely covered by the Nether Horse Clan, and the color of the flames all over its body has changed from red to black and purple.

"Young master, the evil god Azathoth is here, and the gate of the dead cannot be closed, but I can cut off the supply of ghost power for this sacrifice."

A fierce light suddenly appeared in Chen He's eyes.

"Leave all these ghost things here for me!

Don't let any one go! "

After Chen He agreed, Gui Yan Huan Lingju spoke slowly,
"The Gate of the Dead is guided by the king's blood of the Nether Horse Clan, and ordered by the Necromancer,

I said: The sacrifice is suspended. "

Click click.

The illusory purgatory at the foot of the entire battlefield disappeared instantly.

Azathoth immediately noticed something was wrong, and instantly realized what Chen He and the others had done.

"How come, there is still a royal family of ghost horses!
Damn you all! "

Cutting off the sacrificial ceremony means that its clone can no longer return to the underworld.

"Wait, damn it!"

It actually gave up Ming Xiao's body and directly transformed into form, and the huge evil god clone strode over.

At the same time, the system prompt resounded in the ears of every player who had already been stressed.

"With the joint efforts of all of you, Jia Luohuang's army fell into a weak state and could not recover again.

It's our turn! "

"Buzz!"

The sound of the ancient Daqin horn seemed to bring people back 400 years ago, and then it continued to sound continuously, resounding throughout the entire battlefield.

The trumpets sounded, and the war drums gradually rose.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The rushing sound of war drums hit every player's heart like raindrops, and the blood in his body began to boil.

Players who were oppressed to the point of facing the Tiger Wolf Army were pleasantly surprised to find that these Jia Luohuang really began to stop resurrecting.

Moreover, the power seems to be weakened a lot.

The tortoise shell formations of the tiger and wolf army suddenly opened, and rows of spears revealed their sharp cold lights, and they began to counterattack against the current like a torrent of steel!

Xue Jin turned his head and looked in the direction of the player army, his eyes were full of approval,
I saw him holding a spear in one hand, raising his arms and shouting,
"The horn of the counterattack has already sounded. All the soldiers of the Great Qin, follow my tiger and wolf army,
swing!flat!demon!evil! "

Glancing at Xue Jin, Sha Polang excitedly bought a full-service speaker and roared,
"Counterattack! Everyone counterattack with me!"

The players who had finally waited until this moment screamed, and charged forward with weapons in hand!
"Death to Laozi!"

"It's so bloody, my whole body is burning, it's the sound of war drums, I love Daqin so much!"

"All warlocks, focus your firepower!"

The Galohuang army, which had lost its supply of source power, was on the verge of defeat in an instant.
With the tiger and wolf army as the tip of the blade, the allied human army swept the entire battlefield like a broken bamboo.

Five thousand Jia Luohuang's army, all annihilated!

All the players rushed towards the final super boss excitedly.

The clone of the evil god - Azathoth!

Nearly [-] human coalition forces surrounded Azathoth like a tide. This momentum was in full swing, and everyone was crazy about output.

"Hammer this damn thing to pieces!"

"The artifact is about to explode! My final blow!"

"Brothers, give it POWER!"

boom!
Having lost his source of strength, the humiliated Azathoth collapsed unwillingly.

"When the Styx River comes to this world, you will surely destroy the whole family!"

The source power belonging to the Tianyuan War Spirit is really too rich.

Under the control of Dragon Ring, all players saw a magnificent explosion,
All kinds of equipment materials are spread all over the floor.

All players are assigned ROLL points according to their occupations.
0-10000 points,
As long as you choose one-key confirmation, you can automatically shake the point.

The key is,

A continuously upgraded white light illuminated the entire sky!
Fanatical players began to cheer collectively, and even the tiger and wolf army, who had always been silent, were all shouting at the wind.

Driven by a certain player, everyone started roaring towards the sky,

"The human race will win!"

"The human race will win!"

At this moment, a long hiss caught the attention of all players.

A huge war horse appeared in everyone's field of vision, with huge wings stretched out, black and purple flames burning all over, exuding a noble aura.

On its back, sat Chen He holding the emperor's sword.

Chen He looked down at the spectacular scene in front of him, his chest was filled with an emotion called excitement.

He suddenly raised his hand from above, and the players fell silent instantly.

A clear low growl resounded in the ears of every human player.

"Emperor Sha, Earth Evil Dragon, Ghost Thorn, Moon Sha, and Evil Spirit are extremely weak now,
The counter-offensive has just kicked off, and all the soldiers, along with the general, will set off immediately to conquer the five tribes! "

I saw Chen He's sword pointing to the north, with the utmost arrogance.

"Under the sky, is it the land of the king,

Wherever my sword points, it will all be my Great Qin territory!

Follow me to kill! "

　The two bigger ones are almost equal to the third update of 2K. It has been fine-tuned until now, but a reader actually remembers the small hole card of the puppet. Congratulations for guessing it right.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)