Buzz —!!
This time the shock is unprecedented.
In this moment, the surging fire shone the entire Fushen Valley as in the morning, and the faces of every warrior were pale.
The terrifying power caused the mountains and valleys inside the Fushen Valley to shatter and collapse for the first time!
Many abysses are buried, and many companion beasts and poisonous insects are buried!
The cracks on the ground had a great impact on the 300 million gods. Many people were directly killed by collapsed rocks, and countless buildings and barriers were crushed to pieces.
The sky collapses and the earth shakes!
In the darkness, such a scene is like the end of the world.
This caused the sound of the flutes of the Fu Shen Clan to be interrupted for at least ten breaths!
The surging pillar of fire and the angry golden head finally tore a gap in the heart of the Fu Shen Clan, which made them deeply feel the fear of extermination.
This is war!
Fighting on the ground, bombing in the sky!
Blood, tears, pain, and fear fill everyone's heart.
Only the Emperor of the Sun and his divine palace are high above, like the ancient gods in the sky, strategizing and controlling everything.
Without the 50 million elite legions jointly taking charge of the barrier spirit line to resist, the 56th Angry of the Sun God Palace directly shakes the foundation of the Nine Nether Gods' barrier, bringing a deep shock to the Fu Shen Clan and the Emperor Burial Army.
This means that even if they strangle the army of the Divine Palace on the ground battlefield and win the victory, the Sun God Palace in the sky will still destroy the guardian barrier!
Once the Nine Nethers are broken, the advantages of the ground legion may disappear.
At that time, the army of the Divine Palace, whose morale has increased dramatically, will have the opportunity to counterattack and destroy the Gods!
This is the coldest and deadliest moment!
The shadow of death and the extermination of genocide are shrouded in everyone's heart.
It was like a dagger burning with flames, stabbing everyone's heart.
This fear and pain of destruction is enough to make anyone fall into collapse at this time and completely lose hope.
The immortal golden head in the sky has become a nightmare in the hearts of every gods and the imperial burial army.
Shocking!
Shocking!
Shocking!
On the battlefield, after this moment of silence, many heavy breathing sounds appeared.
There are too many people with dry mouth and tongue and no expression on their faces. They can only breathe heavily to relieve the fear in their hearts.
This wrath of the divine palace is equivalent to hitting the heart of every "resistant" and making people's hearts twitch.
However!
What moved Li Tianming suddenly to tears was that at the next moment, the sound of the flute in Fushen Valley sounded again.
Hissing!
For a moment, the sound of flutes came one after another, just like a gathering of sparks, which soon became a prairie fire, burning to the hearts of every Fu Shen clan and the Emperor's Burial Army.
Such a sharp and harsh sound comes from every Fu Shen clan. They play with all their strength to tell the enemy that they are not scared, have not surrendered, and have not feared death!
"Hearn or not! Hearing or not!"
The Yi voice of Fushen Palace is hoarse, but it penetrates the sky.
"They want us to destroy the clan, and they want us to bury hundreds of millions of corpses!"
"Why? Just because we are a lackey and lick the stronger ones, we have the right to dominate the life and death of hundreds of millions of people and let us destroy our country and see the seeds?"
"Ha ha!"
Fushen Palace Yi laughed wildly, and he was like a charlatan jumping up and down the crowd, as if crazy.
"Come! Come! Come!"
He said three words to the Sun God Palace, and his expression became more ferocious.
"Children! Children! Brothers! Fellows! Let them see how cruel our Fu Shen clan is, let them see what it means to fight to the end!"
"If, today, we do not want the corpses of the Fu Shen clan to fill the entire Fu Shen Valley, if, we do not want the inheritance of our ancestors for thousands of generations to be cut off from our generation, if, we do not want to turn into ashes and disappear from the sun, if, we still want to pass on this drop of the blood of the Fu Shen, then--"
He took a deep breath, first blew the sound of the flute, and then used all his strength to roar with the most torn sound:
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill until the last drop of blood on our bodies is completely over! Our Gods Clan can perish, but before that, I will let the Gods Clan die the whole family and the whole family!"
After saying that, he took the flute in his mouth and used all his strength to blow his whole face turned green.
At the same time, the most harshest flute sound was louder than the wrath of the God Palace.
In this dark world, the sound of the flute is like the scimitar of the Fushen clan, cutting out the darkness from its wounds.
Li Tianming saw it and was also amazed.
Such a scene made his heart even heavier.
Such a Fu Shen clan also inspired the imperial burial army that came from afar, causing these 40 million people to fall into the same mood.
If you can fight for such a clan, even if you cut off this for your whole life, many people may not have any regrets.
Li Tianming asked Lan Huang to help. When the flute sounded the loudest, he told everyone with the loudest voice:
"Everyone! We have a chance to win! Only one attack can take a hundred breaths from the Sun God Palace. We only need to calculate the time and prepare in advance. Within the 100 breath interval between the two God Palace bombings, we all have the chance to strangle the army of the God Palace into flesh paste!"
"Now, let them see if their people die first, or our guardian barrier will be broken first!!"
One hundred breaths!
It's really easy to grasp.
Calculate this time and prepare in advance. With their current advantages on the ground battlefield, Li Tianming really believes that they do have more than 50% chance of winning.
If you add the current thrilling anger of the Fu Shen Clan, Li Tianming will feel that it will be 60%.
"Emperor, be careful this time, but! After all, you are still self-righteous and think that only you orderly in the world can have the most domineering clan will!"
"You are the emperor clan on the sun, but with the bloody spirit of the grass, what kind of bloody fighting spirit will a clan burst out in the shadow of destruction? Can you really predict that you are so arrogant?"
Only by being at the bottom and using the thread of sentient beings to connect the hearts of everyone can Li Tianming understand that every ordinary life is worthy of respect.
What's more, it is a clan on the seventh place in the sky!
In the territory of the Fu Shen clan, they will fight a battle to destroy them. As long as they are the Fu Shen clan, they know that they don’t even have a way out to surrender.
You can only sacrifice your life and exchange your life with the opponent.
How terrible this kind of opponent is, the other party may not know yet, but Li Tianming had already heard it from the eyes of the Gods and the sound of their sharp flutes.
Not to mention them, at this moment, Li Tianming was almost transformed into a madman.
To be honest, he is much calmer than Fushen Palace Yi.
The Fushen Palace Yi made the Fushen clan go crazy in the end, but Li Tianming gave them the last reason.
Chapter completed!