MTL - Great Slaughter System-v2 Chapter 725 Crusade

With the instructions of Shen Lang, the first response was Nanling "Tiandaomen". When the Shura Wang was the first thing, the knife was not empty and had a communication with Shen Lang. Later, Shen Lang shot, only to let him escape.

Although there are some aspects of kindness, in fact, the biggest one is the prestige of Shenlang. Although the knife is not empty, it is also a hegemony, but it also has clear advantages and disadvantages. If you go to the soul hall, you may survive. If you don’t go, take Shenlang at the beginning. There are still those forces in the Qin family, I am afraid they will only die.

The rest of the gods of the mainland, the major forces at the helm, are not fools. With the response of Tiandaomen, they also responded. The townsmen’s soldiers were invited by them, except for some of the necessary family members. The rest of the living forces were called up by them.

Above the Tianshan Mountains, Shen Lang carried his hands and stood on the peak of Wanzhang. He looked at the abyss surrounded by clouds, as if through the fog, he saw the reactions of the major forces of the gods.

"The name of the emperor is really worthy of the name."

The Sword Emperor also explored the movements of the major forces and could not help but smile.

Shen Lang faint smile, "Sword emperor brother, this war is unpredictable, are you not afraid?"

Sword Emperor Jianmei picked one and proudly said: "The soul is strong, but the sword in my hand may not be afraid of him."

"OK."

The laughter fell, and the shadows of Shen Lang and Sword Emperor disappeared on the Tianshan Mountains.

The wind is biting, like a skate, and the person who is shaving is sore. If it is an ordinary person, it will come to an extremely cold place. I am afraid that it will be frozen into an ice sculpture if it is not used for a moment.

At this time, on a river that was frozen by the cold, two teams, with a bitter cold wind, marched toward the front.

"The knife master, for another ten years, I did not expect that we will meet again."

Beside the knife is not empty, a handsome man wearing a white robe, handsome and handsome, smiled and said to the knife.

The knife is not empty with a cold color on his face, and his cold breath is not weaker than the cold of this extremely cold place.

"Hu Jiazhu, we will meet this time, and it may be the last time we meet. It’s rare that you are so happy."

When I heard that the knife was not empty, the smile on the handsome handsome man’s face was stiff, and then he sighed: “What can you do if you are not happy? Who is willing to do if the god’s will? If the **** is dead this time, it’s fine. If the Temple of the Soul can't stop the Emperor and win the victory of the Emperor, if I don't participate, I am afraid that I will face the annihilation of the door. Who dares to take the gambling of their ancestors to gamble?"

The knife is not empty, but just casually said, Hu Wanjian’s hardships are not his hardships, but the general trend, the gods have a purpose, how can they refuse.

Just when the knife was not empty and talking to Hu Wanjian, a figure flew from afar. The man just stopped his body and frowned. "Old Hu, you can’t talk nonsense. If you just said it, it was passed down. Going out, I am afraid that the Emperor will dare to kill you now."

The person who came this time is the owner of the wind home, the wind dragon.

In the direction of the flying dragon, there is also a team, with a bitter cold wind, slowly coming, the team has a stubborn figure, although the figure is difficult to resist the biting cold wind, but that The man still insisted on his teeth, and the figure was the "wind Liner" that was passed to the legs of Fengshen.

Although Shen Lang is a big mountain in the eyes of those big forces, people can't wait to dig it out, but in the eyes of those younger generations, they are idols of worship, how many children and children, do not dream, and one day become a character like Shen Lang.

The extremely cold land has always been a bitter cold place, with few people smoking. Although the area is vast and boundless, few people set foot here. But today, the extremely cold land has ushered in a team composed of warriors.

Those teams, although they did not have the momentum of a thousand troops and horses, did not have a banner to show, but they gave people a repressed murderous atmosphere, and the vagueness has already overshadowed the cold and cold wind.

The place hidden in the Temple of the Soul, Shen Lang has already learned from the mouth of Yuan Zhenyang. Therefore, Shen Lang took the Sword Emperor and the Emperor and a three-page book directly to the void and came to the Temple of the Soul. Above the land of hiding.

Shen Lang looked down on the calm glacial river as always, and could not help but sneer.

Lifting the palm of your hand and gently grabbing it against the bottom, it is like the momentum of the sky, and the ice surface slowly splits, extending all the way down, and it becomes a bottomless abyss in the blink of an eye.

"Get me out."

Shen Lang screamed, and a gloomy and strange momentum rushed out from under the abyss. In the blink of an eye, the sky was dark, as if there was any evil demon.

Rumble!

Earthquakes, like a 12-magnitude earthquake, make people stand on the ground, landslides, and a magnificent palace, slowly showing in front of the four people.

The palace, which exudes a cold and darkness, erodes all the light around it~www.novelbuddy.com~ The palace is like an ancient behemoth, tens of thousands of miles, making people feel shocked.

"haha"

"Shen Lang, you are finally here, this emperor has been waiting for you for a long time."

A majestic but insidious voice came from the temple of the soul.

Hearing the voice, Shen Lang’s eyes glimpsed a little, “The soul emperor.”

In the hands of the Sword Emperor, the "Emperor Sword" trembled, and with the outbreak of a sword, the darkness of the soul when it was born was completely dispersed.

"Oh, you have come, the last sword, is that you took it out?"

The soul of the soul of the sword from the last time from the water moon, the memory is still fresh, because the sword of the sword, the law implies the power of the sword, the sword of the sword, the soul of the soul The automatic body of the gas left a very deep impression on the soul emperor.

"What about it?"

Sword Emperor snorted and asked faintly.

"Well, since you are all here, I will solve you all at once, and I will save trouble later."

Shen Lang and Sword Emperor, for the soul emperor, the look is the same, now the soul hall has appeared, they are not in a hurry, just wait for those people of all major forces to arrive, the Shen Lang will break, the soul to the soul The temple launched an attack in one fell swoop.

The reason why Shen Lang summoned the major forces of the gods and continents is actually those who are in the soul hall. Shen Lang and the Sword Emperor need to deal with the soul emperor. The emperor and the one-page book simply cannot deal with the soul. The rest of the temple, so the people of the gods of the mainland must share the firepower.

Not long, the people of the various forces of the gods and continents began to come here one after another. Those who have been in great powers have seen the endless, huge and magnificent temples, and they are shocked.

Even if they inherit a long-standing strength, they cannot build a palace like the Temple of the Soul.