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With flags all over his body, Gavin happily left the holy mountain.
And the clergy were also surprised to find one thing¡ª¡ª
A thousand years have passed, and finally there is a signal on the top of the holy mountain, and I can surf the Internet! !
Countless priests and servants were moved to tears, and they chanted affectionate hymns to Constantine all night in the temple.
Little do they know that a certain god they eulogize to the utmost, just wants to secretly have a long-distance relationship
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Today's extraterritorial battlefield is very lively.
On weekdays, there may not be one or two people for several years, but now there are more than a dozen in one breath.
In the past, these people also argued for their respective families or interests, but here, they are only divided into two categories.
One side is human and the other side is Zerg.
At a cursory glance, the two parties have about the same number of people; just looking at it, most of the strong Zergs are young, like the rising sun; while most of the strong humans of the Human Race are old, with white hair around their temples.
Yue Qinghui turned out to be the youngest in the human camp. It was originally the youngest holy rank, but now it has stepped back half a step and has become the youngest false holy land.
We used to travel thousands of miles together, but now we are relatively silent.
Yue Qinghui tilted his head, with a smile on his face: "Long time no see."
Yue Qinghui once thought that the worst relationship is that he is the general and he is the king, each performing his own duties, and the other side of the world.
Unexpectedly, they finally came to this step, fighting each other on the battlefield outside the territory.
Greetings here seem a bit redundant.
It is true that Gavin and Yue Qinghui haven't seen each other for a long time, and maybe they haven't even had a fight for a long time.
But Gavin still remembered that many years ago, he never beat Yue Qinghui once.
Even if they were on the virtual fighting network back then, the two were at the same level.
Gavin knew that Yue Qinghui was very strong. But it wasn't until he stood opposite him that he had some definite insights. This man is unfathomable, it would be perfunctory to use only one strong one to summarize.
Without extra nonsense, a Biezhi sword rose into the air, and the sword body was surrounded by golden lights, sacred and majestic and murderous, and the Kyushu wind and thunder could be heard when it was unsheathed.
The smile on Yue Qinghui's face suddenly faded a lot, but he also took half a step forward.
He uses neither gun nor sword.
He himself is the strongest weapon in the world, and he vowed to take over Li Zhifei's last wish, and to carry the entire empire as the Imperial Valkyrie.
One hand and one sword meet at this time. It's a thousand tricks in an instant!
The earth collapsed and the galaxy fell.
A series of cracks spread and cracked, shaking the ground and shaking the mountains.
Over the thousands of years in the foreign battlefield, I don't know how many geniuses have shed blood, and the souls of the dead are howling.
Gavin's other-branched sword drew a blazing light, which stirred up three thousand galaxies and followed the sword.
The starlight all over the sky is not even half as bright as the sword glow.
Yue Qinghui joined hands with each other, and the deep red blood exploded into a cloud of mist in an instant. Every bit of blood fell on the ground like a thunderbolt. After half an inch, it was difficult for the blade to move forward. , the fine red blood light twines upwards
The momentum in the central battlefield was too great, and the onlookers on the edge of the outer battlefield had to retreat again and again to avoid the edge.
Sui Qiudong's light brown pupils were filled with shock: "Is this just a false holy land? Is this really just a false holy land?"
He felt like a fake saint.
And Zhao Fengqing in the distance also had the same emotion.
? When the Zhao Clan insisted on defecting from the empire, Zhao Fengqing did not agree with it at first, but it was no match for the opinions of the majority of the Zhao Clan.
Zhao Fengqing actually doesn't care who is the emperor, but the Zhao family's millennium inheritance cannot be broken in the hands of his generation. In his heart, the family is greater than the country, so he acquiesced to all that the Patriarch Zhao did.
When Yue Qinghui came to kill King Jin, Zhao Fengqing estimated the strength of the two parties, and finally chose not to hide.
However, on that day, the Zhao Clan showed its full potential, and Yue Qinghui, with his own strength, brought down the seven peaks of the Zhao Clan! And the lowest level of every peak master is also a pseudo-sacred realm.
Yue Qinghui was probably really angry that day, and his hatred for the Zhao Clan even surpassed his hatred for the foreign race. He kept killing until he was out of strength before leaving. If he hadn't lost his strength, maybe the nine peaks of the Zhao Clan would have been removed from history since then.
In fact, Yue Qinghui's anger is also understandable. Every emperor of the Li family has the blood of the Zhao clan, and Li Qingzhou even wants to call Zhao Fengqing uncle The Zhao clan is the biggest foreign relative of the empire.p; Li Qingzhou's hand holding the sword trembled a little, thinking that if he had known this earlier, he might as well have left a young eunuch in the palace to help him commit suicide.
Blood flowed profusely, and the Taihuang sword fell to the ground with a "bang".
After a while, a hand picked up the sword. This hand is covered with Beaulieu rings, and it looks graceful and luxurious.
He cupped Li Qingzhou's face with both hands, and closed his eyes for him.
Li Yingtian, the founding emperor of the empire, walked out of the ancestral temple, and came back to life after a thousand years.
With a smile on his face, he is much younger than the portrait. He doesn't look like a general, but like a well-mannered scholar.
But no scholar has his momentum.
The sun is shining brightly at the beginning, and thousands of mountains are like fire.
He is the eternal sun of the empire.
"Thank you for your hard work. Good boy." Li Yingtian squatted down and said in a low voice, "Leave the rest to me."
Your blood awakens my soul.
Your elder brother will become my body.
Li Yingtian clenched the Taihuang Sword tightly. He stood in the sun, but there was no shadow. He looked at the blue sky in the distance and narrowed his eyes slightly.
There is the extraterritorial battlefield.
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