I wish you all a good mood every day He exhaled heavily, and returned his sword to the sheath, he looked at the flying ash that was constantly floating in the air, and smiled softly: "Don't say those words of affection and friendship, I can't afford to be alone, alone, in fact, I should have realized the true meaning of this word ten thousand years ago, and I should have razed the nine clans a long time ago, and saved me from heartache today."
Turning around, he slowly walked out of the Zhongjun tent, standing on the top of the mountain overlooking the camp of the Western Continent Lianjun in all directions, and Ying Zheng laughed softly: "From today on, there will be no more worries, no more memories."
Ten thousand years of grace and righteousness will be cut off, you are you, I am me, I am winning the government, the supreme throughout the ages...
Fuck, Linzie's bastard, I, I. smashed his head with his fist a few times, and Ying Zheng, who had just killed all the courtiers in the Blood Qin Empire who might be members of the Juggernaut Society, was in high spirits and was ready to point out the country, when he suddenly remembered the fact that his life, death, honor and disgrace were all in the hands of Lin Qi.
He was like a stallion in the spring who was about to ride a mare and feast on it, but he was castrated, and his head drooped weakly.
Tugged the corners of his mouth, snorted coldly, Ying Zheng muttered a few words in a low voice, and then his body suddenly exploded into a hazy black fog, and with the last ray of sunlight before the sun set, he quietly escaped into the night.
High-pitched trumpets sounded in all directions at the same time, and the ground trembled to the dull sound of war drums.
Countless magicians flew into the sky, and a full hundred top-level holy artifacts made by Wu Xi Temple, the Mirror of Light, flew into the sky.
These 100-meter-diameter mirrors of light floated high in the air, releasing a dazzling white light that illuminated a hundred miles of land.
Tens of thousands of Templar Knights and soldiers of the Great Yan Dynasty and the Longshan Empire strode out of the Jun camp, and under the cover of the magicians, they launched a final attack on the few small peaks occupied by the remnants of the Blood Qin Empire.
A quarter of an hour later, just as the remnant sun in the west had completely disappeared into the night, the Blood Qin Empire's Blood Dragon Banner quietly fell from the mountain.
On the night of the fall of the Blood Qin Great Jun commanded by Ni Yao, the Emperor's Palace of the Blood Qin Empire was brightly lit.
Cast from boulders and magical metal, this majestic palace is two miles long and wide, suspended at a height of 100 meters above the ground, surrounded by millions of Blood Qin elites.
Countless mages from the Heavenly Temple and the Divine Monarch of Penglai patrolled back and forth in the sky, and the power of defense reached the level of impassability.
The clergy of the Desert Temple and the Grassland Temple, which had completely surrendered to the Blood Qin Empire, did not appear, and the clergy of the two major temples were transferred to the forefront by Ying Zheng to confront the Lianjun of the Western Continent.
Winning Zheng is not stupid, combined with the information that Lin Qi passed on to him, he dares to trust these gods who suddenly turned their backs on their beliefs and joined the Blood Qin Empire Around the palace of Win Zheng, a large group of tall and sturdy orc warriors and barbarian warriors dressed in various colors of armor stood there neatly.
From time to time, some grumpy orc warriors let out a disdainful snort from their noses, casting provocative glances at the soldiers of the Blood Qin Empire who were standing nearby, making insulting gestures.
The soldiers of the Blood Qin Empire ignored this, they just raised their heads high, and shook their bodies slightly, intentionally or unintentionally, so that the fine magic armor on their bodies reflected the light of the lamps and magic torches.
The magnificent reflection of these magical equipment made those orc warriors and barbarian heroes so jealous that their eyes turned green, and the corners of their mouths drooled.
In a corner outside the palace, a bone dragon with a body length of ten miles was lying lazily on the ground, and thousands of undead powerhouses stood on his back.
Nearly a thousand undead lords with various crowns on their heads, a large group of powerful black knights and skeleton kings, and even groups of ghosts and resentful spirits yawned between the ribs of the bone dragon.
In the palace, Ying Zheng sat on a high throne, and on his left hand side were Leon, the prince of the Golden Lion Man, and Yin Qingyue, who had an ugly face.
On the right hand side of Ying Zheng, there were dozens of undead powerhouses who exuded a fierce, hideous, weird, and evil aura sitting upright, and they didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and the messengers sent by the undead clan were all of that extremely ugly type.
Mummies covered in filthy cloths, half-rotten zombies, headless horsemen who play with their bloodied heads as balls in their hands, countless resentful spirits like tentacle monsters covered in branches, and the Abomination King with countless wriggling corpse insects on his flesh and blood.
The undead sat there, their bodies stenching and their faces hideous enough to give you nightmares.
The aura they exude is even more evil and violent, as long as ordinary people are touched by their breath a little, it will definitely be the end of nightmares and serious illness for three years.
By Ying Zheng's side, a dark golden high-topped lotus platform was lightly suspended.
A certain Dharma Protector Venerable Mahabita, who had been in seclusion for an unknown number of years, was sitting on the lotus platform with a warm face, and at this moment he was looking at those undead messengers with a curious, elegant, and elegant gaze.
There was silence in the hall for a while, and Ying Zheng raised the huge bronze wine lord in his hand: "Everyone, drink this cup, let's talk about business." ” The undead chirped, picked up their glasses, and drank the wine in the cups in one gulp.
As far as they're concerned, they don't care about poison or anything like that.
Even if it is an ancient elixir of depravity, they have extremely strong resistance as undead, and they don't mind if Ying Zheng does something in the drink.
The headless horseman who sat on a stool and played with his head as a ball, his head opened his mouth, and then he poured the wine into his mouth, and soon a sticky amount of blood dripped from under his skull.
The Headless Horsemann grinned, catching the blood wine with his glass and pouring it into his mouth again, as if it were such a fun game.
Yin Qingyue glanced at the headless horseman in disgust, she didn't touch the wine lord placed on the long table in front of her, but stood up straight and sneered at Ying Zheng a few times: "Your Majesty Ying Zheng, what is the matter with you inviting us here, please tell me directly."
After all, the situation is so complicated today, I think everyone will be a little uncomfortable staying in your palace. ” Ying Zheng threw down the wine lord" Hehe, laughed a few times: "It's okay, let's get down to business, let's just get down to business, the three parties join forces to attack all the seizures in the Western Continent, and whoever gets it belongs to whoever I mean This is what I mean, and it is also the will of the Heavenly Temple and the gods of the Heavenly Temple."
Those who agree, sign the covenant, and those who disagree, can leave" The undead looked at each other, and a mummy demigod slowly stood up: "Your Majesty, we have only one condition, all the bodies of your soldiers killed in battle belong to us, and if you can agree to our request, we agree to sign this covenant" After a pause, the mummy laughed strangely: "The supplementary clause is that all the forces that signed the alliance are not allowed to contain the surrendered troops of the Western Continent.
All soldiers on the Western Continent must be killed, and their bodies must be handed over to us intact. ” Frowning, Ying Zheng waved his hand vigorously: "I, it's just some corpses, what is it, but the souls of those who died in battle, how to divide your undead clan and the Heavenly Temple, then follow your rules, I will never interfere."
The undead smiled and nodded, and the headless horseman grabbed his long hair and shook his head like a meteor hammer.
Yin Qingyue snorted coldly, and she said softly: "Then, we also have it here...
Ying Zheng looked at Yin Qingyue fiercely, and he said word by word: "Yin Qingyue, you are just a saint of the Desert Temple, but now the forces of the Desert Temple and the Prairie Temple have been wiped out by me, and you don't have the right to speak, you are not qualified to talk to me, shut your mouth, or I will take you down and throw you to my soldiers to enjoy."
Yin Qingyue's face turned black with anger, her body shook, and she sat back in her seat weakly.
In the face of Win Zheng's roughness and force, Yin Qingyue didn't even have the strength to refute.
The resistance of the two major temples suddenly collapsed, Yin Qingyue didn't know what was going on, the powerful steppe hyenas were all assassinated by their most trusted disciples, and all the surviving clergy of the two major temples took refuge in the Blood Qin Empire, which in Yin Qingyue's opinion, was completely subverting her beliefs.
The body trembled slightly, and Yin Qingyue sat on the seat and looked at her toes fiercely.
Leon, the lion man prince, glanced at Yin Qingyue deeply, and then he slowly stood up and spoke slowly: "Your Majesty, Yin Qingyue is just a woman, there is no need for you to be angry with a woman."
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We are all strong in this world, women, giving birth to children, taking care of children, this is their natural obligation, do you think?"
Ying Zheng smiled and applauded, but Yin Qingyue raised her head at a loss and looked at Leon blankly.
Without even glancing at Yin Qingyue, Leon touched the thick golden beard on his chin and said loudly: "The Tripartite Alliance will attack the Western Continent, and this plan is also agreed upon by all the adults of our Odin Temple.
But we need a little bit of assistance."
When it came to the word aid, Leon's eyes turned a little green, and the envoys of the alien race who accompanied him also licked the corners of their mouths greedily, staring at Ying Zheng.
Looking at their expressions, they simply regarded Ying Zheng as a big piece of fat.
Snorted coldly, Ying Zheng squinted at Leon and laughed slowly: "For example, what about aid?"
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