Storm of Kings

The highest sky is full of joy, and a large number of fire-related treasures are placed on the street like Chinese cabbage, and people can watch and negotiate.

There is such a sight because everyone has made great rewards on the dream battlefield.

Many monks are looking for what they need, and some monks are talking about it.

"This bunch of fire people are really delicious. They are too underestimating us. The population lost by breaking through the barrier has long been made up for, and now even the miners have 5 billion." "What is there to be proud of? We have millions of talents. Killing a fireman, looking at the highest heaven, only the demon king can fight the enemy head-on, and other people can't reach this level."

"Hahaha, I think your point of view is wrong. What's the matter with millions of people? The other party exists in ten dimensions. Any hair on the body is 100 meters long. Since you can rely on group advantage, and you can only rely on group advantage, why Obsessed with one-to-one?"

"Oh! You are too optimistic! What if the dream battlefield is restrained?" "Restrained?" Everyone couldn't help thinking after hearing this.

Yes! What if the dream battlefield is restrained? Can we still use the quantity advantage like today?

Who would have thought that the argument from the street would come to terms.

A bright pearl rose in the east, it didn't look dazzling, but after a burst of light swept through, everyone in the highest heaven was shocked.

Why are you so shocked? Because no matter who you are, no matter what level you are in, your expression is stagnant at this moment and your mind becomes extremely clear. "Fuck! I... I don't seem to be able to dream!"

"Try to return to the Dream Heart Sutra."

"Damn it, there is no problem in returning to the Dream Heart Sutra, but you just can't dream."

Soon, the sages of the philosophers of the Hundred Schools heard voices, answering everyone's doubts.

It turns out that the pearl hanging on the horizon is a rare ten-dimensional treasure. This pearl can invigorate people and let people wipe out all coma and bad conditions. It can be said that there is only good and no harm.

The problem is that these benefits are tantamount to a heavy blow to the human race.

Everyone can't sleep, really can't sleep, even if you sacrifice your mind, you can't walk into a dream.

This is equivalent to drinking 10,000 cups of bitter tea, even in the middle of the night, you can stare your eyes into brass bells, and your eyes are shining like an owl in spirit.

"Quickly, send someone to remove this orb!" Where can there be leisure and leisure strolling on the street under everyone's anxiety? They rushed back to the mansion to write a letter, please.

Many masters have emerged from the younger generation, but they have not experienced various life and death tests, and one hundred and twenty feel unambiguous.

Facing this situation right now, they left behind the advice of their elders, hoping to demonstrate their strength by destroying the orb.

In the long history of the human race, there has never been a shortage of heroic people. The problem is that they will not be worthy of the word heroic until they succeed.

If it fails, it is reckless and unsure of good or bad.

Even if ninety-nine out of a hundred people know the truth, when they think they are the protagonist, 10,000 cows cannot be brought back.

Tian Mengmeng presided over the overall situation and cruelly approved all the invitations. If these young people are willing to go, then send them.

So in less than half an hour, in the eyes of Shiwei Being, the earth sent a large number of ships to kill the "Awakening God" pearl.

Imagine if someone took out such a pearl, would there be no protection?

When these young people who didn't know the height of the sky rushed to the front, they encountered a large number of Zerg and a kind of blue ghost.

Just call it a ghost! Anyway, they can switch back and forth between the incorporeal and the physical, and have the ability to stab the mind.

More and more ships are broken.

Many human monks fought on the real battlefield for the first time. When the shadow of death fell, they were all dumbfounded, trembling and just wanting to quit, but not as fast as the blue ghosts.

This was a massacre and encirclement, and although a few monks showed bravery, they could not reverse the overall situation.

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of giants appeared, and they formed an army to force toward the earth, their bodies turned into meteors and fell quickly, and they began to land operations.

The number of human races is indeed considerable, but many people do not even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder. After the dream battlefield failed to play its role, the tricks of all souls fell to the altar, which made people sigh.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and everyone cannot escape into dreams, and can only fight the enemy fiercely in reality.

Although ants gnaw dead elephants, do you know how many ants die in the process?

Too much!

The first 30 generations of people worked together to expand the population, as if they were all trying to fill the hole at this moment.

What's more, those giants shook their bodies and scattered flocks of fleas.

Each flea is bigger than a human being, and even if it is not dead, it will peel off its skin even if it is sprayed with poisonous gas.

The battle was so brutal and suffocating right from the beginning. The usual drills that everyone did in dreams were all leftovers. The real battlefield was reaping lives every moment. Even if there were many big formations opened between heaven and earth to assist, the crowd would still be annihilated. The younger generation has never longed for power as much as this moment.

"No..." Many high-ranking monks broke out~www.wuxiaspot.com~ They summoned the ancestor spirits to take action with all their strength. There were also sword repairmen who released flying swords and displayed the exquisite Yue female sword.

"war!"

"Unyielding in war!" Brother Rou Dun shouted out a slogan.

Fortunately, he had flames bursting out of his body, even with Zhou Lie's power seeds.

Had it not been for Master's care, his body would have been torn apart and burping up into the sky.

Zhou Lie washed away the darkness for Brother Roudun, and Xu Xiaohuan came back to heaven again, so now Brother Roudun is very powerful and has the posture of becoming the third-generation heir.

The second-generation heir is naturally Zhou Yu, and she rarely appears during this time.

Maybe Zhou Lie had sent her to reincarnation, but he didn't know anything about Zhou's family, and he didn't dare to say it easily.

Every family sent their own masters to participate in the war. In reality, fighting is really not as convenient as a dream, and it is impossible to come back after a broken body. There is only one life.

After a series of bitter battles, the human race finally gained the upper hand and slightly suppressed the enemy's arrogance.

Suddenly, the world became particularly dazzling.

The Universe Cannons standing in the mountains broke out in anger, and they all turned towards the sky without exception.

The enemies that have been put in before are nothing. Those enemies that can bring destruction to the Supreme Heaven have just come on the field. They must be intercepted, and they cannot go further, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

"Booming his grandma, Lao Tzu optimized the design. Although it is not the end of the artillery fire, it is still 30% hot!" Zu Wanhao is very confident in the weapons he developed.

From the ground to the sky, from the day to the sky, it quickly evolved into a life and death battlefield, with countless ancestral monks who died heroically.

In order to fight for the right to survive, this is a battle. At this time, someone came behind Zhou Lie.

As soon as Jing Quan was about to release his sword, he was locked in by another person, and he was too late to save him while the sword gas swept.