MTL - Invincible Combat Strength System-Chapter 1999 No one comes, my heart is cold (six thousand characters big
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"Four camps, only one camp can survive in the end, and the remaining three camps must be slaughtered cleanly!"
When the words of You Youtu resounded, the whole square suddenly became an uproar.
Sinister and cruel!
From the beginning, it was far more cruel to let the people in the Black Temple kill each other, than to kill them one by one with a butcher knife!
This...
The messengers of various races looked different, and some sighed and shook their heads, thinking that the people in the Black Temple would never do that.
Others have a sneer, a gloating look, and brothers kill each other. This is their favorite scene.
Immediately afterwards, the sound from the sorrowful figure again became more and more gloomy.
"All of these people are prisoners of war in the Black Temple. Each of them has blood on their hands, and it is not a pity!"
"If they are fighting, maybe there are people in a faction who can survive, or if they are not fighting, all the Black Temple prisoners of war must die!"
After saying that, Youyou waved her palm.
Hey!
Suddenly, the handcuffs and shackles of every prisoner of war in the Black Hall throughout the battle platform made the sound of "Do la la".
Sharp and harsh!
At the same time, a stream of white smoke was emitted, and the skin of every prisoner of war in the Black Temple was burnt to death!
It hurts, it hurts!
Regardless of the four leaders of the Black Temple, or the nearly 100 disciples of the Black Temple behind them, each of them was trembling with pain and looked pained.
In each of their eyes, there was a strong anger and humiliation, and they carried each other without wailing.
Looking at the painful and supportive scene of the prisoners of war in the Black Temple, watching some of the messengers on the seat, they just felt the blood boiling.
Those extremely excited eyes were like watching a good show about to start, full of thrill.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
A scream of roar rang out from their mouths, and every corner of their mouths evoked a mad cruelty.
"The Black Hall general at the south entrance has the heaviest killing energy on his body. He must be able to kill the prisoners of war in the other three camps!"
"Hahaha, you are wrong. You look at the general on the east side, and there is a murderous look in his eyes. Only the real ruthless person has this look. The final winner must be him!"
"You guys are really stupid. Regardless of who loses and who wins, these desperates, one less and one less, the whole army will be destroyed!"
"...."
At this moment, the voices of the discussions were unabashedly spoken from the messengers who truly subordinated the Zerg.
Huh!
Excited and excited, they almost stood up and hissed sharply at the black prisoners of war below.
In their eyes, these people are just some beasts for their viewing, and they are also large-scale beasts.
And the messengers who were still sitting on the seats were complex in expression, and their eyes could not help looking out of the square.
There is an intuition in each of them, and there must be a strong person out there to stop this fight!
"Oh, what a wit!"
And a sentence uploaded by the agent made every disciple on the platform extremely angry.
They clenched the iron fists in their hands one by one, waiting for the shrieking messengers to tear apart.
The villain wins!
If it was put before, everyone in the Black Temple believed that these people would never dare to scream in front of themselves, even if they gave them ten guts!
Looking at the scene in front of him, the sorrowful picture above the first seat became even more agitated. He waved his palm and announced loudly.
"The battle for life and death of Black Temple prisoners of war, now begins!"
call!
With the fall of this order, the atmosphere on the seat was completely tense, some were exhilarated, and more were disturbed.
They couldn't help but look towards the periphery of the square, it seemed that there was something terrible about to come here.
And listening to the noise around, and the faces of strangers, the people in the black hall in the venue became more and more silent.
sad!
An atmosphere of deep sorrow permeated the hearts of every disciple in the Black Palace. They were once the fighters and fighters fighting on the battlefield!
Nowadays, not only unfortunately become a prisoner of war, but also become a beast in the battlefield, in the way of killing each other, for people to play and desecrate!
This humiliation of killing compatriots has made every black disciple in them feel the killing in their hearts to the extreme.
"Bros!"
The black palace warrior at the north entrance was full of tears in his eyes. He looked at the brothers who lived and died next to him, sorrowful!
"I ... miss the black market, miss General Tu Lun, miss our Ningmen master!"
Master Ningmen!
When this word was heard, the rest of the black palace warriors in the three east and south areas, and nearly a hundred black palace disciples behind them, trembled.
One by one, iron man, **** and tearless man, tears rolling in the eyes!
Their home, the black market was destroyed, their relatives, General Tu Lun were killed, and their faith, Master Ningmen, has not appeared in the universe so far!
The black palace warrior on the east side closed his eyes slowly, and let the tears roll down, and the deep sorrow filled the heart.
"I miss Master Ningmen's unparalleled combat power, I miss the laughs of General Tu Lun and the Black Temple Brothers, I miss the mountains of the black market, and the water of the black market!"
Hearing this, every prisoner of war in the Black Temple couldn't help crying. They were really tired and didn't want to fight anymore, they wanted to rest!
"The master of Ningmen said that we are brothers and we can live and die together!"
"Those of us today will die, but we must not humiliate the reputation of Ningmen, even if it is dead, it is valuable to die!"
At this moment, the general of the Black Temple in the south, with a touch of determination on his face.
"Brothers, I'll take you home!"
Having said this, the four black palace warriors will look at each other, and a thick smile emerges from the corners of their mouths.
Family!
Where there is a host, that is their home!
They are incompetent and become Zerg captives. When the Ningmen master does not come to the universe, they can only change to another way to protect the master's side!
Ga!
All of their fists clenched fiercely, then all turned slowly and walked towards the stands step by step.
Dead value for money!
They are fighters of the Black Temple. If they die, they can only die of war, even if they are on the way to charge the enemy!
Wow!
Behind their four war generals, each had a hundred disciples of the Black Palace, and they followed closely.
Disgusting!
Brother, can't kill!
They only kill those who have ambitions against the Lord of Ningmen, and only those who have committed heinous sins against the ancient earth!
boom!
When seeing the four warlords in the Black Temple, each with hundreds of Black Temple disciples, they did not follow the rules of the Zerg race.
It was the other way around. Qi looked at the stands, all the messengers' faces changed quickly.
"No, the prisoners of war in the Black Palace don't obey Zerg orders. I'm afraid they're going to rebel!"
"Damn, these remnants of the Black Palace are defeated. One by one, they don't want to live, but how to die? Really a bunch of idiots!"
"Go back! Hurry up and go back to the platform and fight each other!"
"Crazy, don't you know, if you do this, the Zerg will definitely kill you all!"
"..."
At this moment, there were different voices above the grand stand, and there was a continuous stream of sounds.
But at this moment, all the disciples in the Black Temple turned a deaf ear to the sound coming from the outside, and they said nothing.
They just walked forward in this way, looking steadily towards the stands, as if coming to the battlefield.
Huh!
The unsteady footsteps made every messenger on the stand feel only sweaty and upright.
Inverted!
All the disciples in the Black Temple turned against each other, and a thick anxiety filled everybody's heart.
Will not!
This is the home base of the Zerg. The black people must not be too presumptuous. They are comforting each other by force.
And this scene in front of him is the gloomy picture of the first person under the Zerg patriarch.
"good very good!"
"A good group of fools who don't know how to live or die. Since you are going to die for yourself, I will do it for you!"
Said, Yan Youtu waved his palm.
Hey!
Suddenly, every one of them was on the handcuffs and fetters of the black palace, and the sound of the white smoke burst out, every disciple in the black palace was bruised all over!
However, they ignored it, as if the pain they had uploaded was like tickling them.
The arm was broken by Baiman earthquake, they continued to move forward!
The calf was shattered by the white raging rage, and they crawled on the ground, leaning in with their arms.
Today, they have to do one thing before they die, and that is to kill! Kill the despicable people who are loyal to the Zerg!
"go to hell!"
With the battle of the Black Palace, a sound of violent drinking exploded, and all the disciples of the Black Palace swept wildly in the direction of the stands.
Huh!
Each of these Black Temple disciples has been baptized on countless battlefields, and they are as ferocious as possible.
Even though the pain was increasing all over the body, they still ignored it and launched a crazy slaughter against the messengers of various ethnic groups who just clamored.
Paula!
An emissary who loyally surrendered the Zerg was instantly torn apart by the black generals to the north.
However, the body of this black palace warrior was full of white smoke and raging pain, which made him shiver.
However, in his eyes, only ruthlessness and madness, only ruthless killing, without any pain.
boom!
At this moment, hundreds of disciples of the Black Temple were rushed to the stands, and the final revenge of the Black Temple prisoners of war was staged here.
Boom boom!
At this moment, the battle platform originally decorated by the Zerg has become the scene of the slaughter almost instantly.
The shouts of killing and killing shook the sky, and then, a stream of scarlet blood splattered.
The disciples of the Black Temple are as ferocious as possible.
Their bodies are constantly being eroded by the white clouds, but every disciple in the Black Temple is frantic.
Even if they are killed here, they will end up with the messengers who have just mocked them!
Hey!
Paula!
A messenger was torn apart!
Ahhhh!
"Master Youyou, get out of here and save us!"
"Yes, Lord You, we are truly subservient to the Zerg. You can't ignore us!"
The sounds of horror continued one after another.
Kill kill!
Although these are just ordinary disciples in the Black Palace, their means of killing are brutal and brutal, and their combat power is appalling.
An emissary killed the hand of the Black Temple, hundreds of people in the Black Temple, like a death harvester, crushed everything.
"Damn, it's so bad!"
At this moment, the dreary picture on the first seat was gloomy to the extreme. He never thought that the prisoners of war in the Black Temple would be so crazy.
The Zerg will truly dominate the universe today, and the behavior of the Black Temple prisoners is undoubtedly hitting their Zerg face!
"Okay, a bunch of things that don't know!"
He Youtu shouted with a brutal face.
"Where is the Zerg Elite?"
As the voice sounded.
Huh!
The figures holding the swords rushed from outside the square in an instant, densely packed, and in the blink of an eye, there were thousands of them.
Floating in the air, a thick piece of black, they looked at the direction of Youyou, bowing salute one by one.
"Zerg is elite, here!"
These Zerg elites are obviously soldiers who have been baptized on the battlefield, all of them look fierce and evil.
"kill!"
"Give me all the black prisoners of war who don't know how to live or die.
You Youtu's eyes are full of ferocity. His purpose today is to kill all these black prisoners of war in public!
It's just that the way has changed, from killing each other to being slaughtered by the Zerg.
The process has changed, but the results are the same!
And hearing this, thousands of Zerg are elite, all of them look.
"Yes, Lord You!"
After taking command.
Wow!
Thousands of Zerg are savage, released with all their intentions to kill, and rushed wildly towards the people in the Black Temple.
Puff puff!
The sound of broken bones started to sound. In the blink of an eye, dozens of disciples in the Black Temple were severely injured.
Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!
The disciples of the Black Temple, chained to the iron chains, drew back step by step under the elite pinch of thousands of Zerg.
Getting weaker!
For a moment, hundreds of disciples in the Black Temple were all forced to the center of the battlefield and were slammed madly.
Misery!
At this moment, the body of every disciple in the Black Temple was covered with bruises, almost killed on the spot, but their faces were full of sorrow and determination.
Seeing this scene, the faint picture of the first seat, and some of the envoys around it, were all excited.
"Haha, the remnants of the black loyalty of the fool's loyalty, you dare not listen to the words of our Zerg, you are simply trying to die!"
"Kill, kill me these black halls and let them know that the Zerg are the most powerful race in the universe."
These people, the corners of their mouths, are full of fun, it seems that they have seen the destruction of the people in the Black Temple.
There is only one person, You You, with a deep look of excitement in the deep eyes.
"Remnants of the earth, see how long you can endure? If they don't show up, these people will be dead!"
At this moment, hundreds of disciples of the Black Temple were forced together, they supported each other, and they fought side by side.
However, the Zerg was pressing harder and closer, and death was getting closer, and every disciple in the Black Temple smelled the breath of death.
"Brothers, although we can't live together, today we can die together, and I die without regrets!"
A black palace general, fierce, he looks like a wolf king in the end, devious and sad.
"Life, we are brothers, dead, we are brothers!"
"Ningmen will not blame us for being useless!"
"Brothers who died in the Black Temple are waiting for us to be reunited. Now, let's go home together!"
This sentence completely ignited the bloodthirsty of the people in the Black Hall, and their eyes were full of madness!
Reunion!
Only if they die in battle will they be eligible to face the brothers of the Black Temple and be truly reunited with them!
The bloodthirsty smile hangs on the face of a famous disciple of the Black Temple. They are mediocre in life, but they are dead brilliant!
Hula!
At the moment, hundreds of disciples in the Black Temple stopped fighting. They gathered together, clasped one-handed, and connected with each other, their faces of piety and madness.
"When the Ningmen Lord appeared in the universe, it was the day when the Zerg was destroyed!"
"Brothers in the Black Temple, we are here. If there is a future life, we will still be loyal to the gatekeepers and fight for the Black Temple!"
With the utterance of this shocking sky, a devastating force burst out from hundreds of disciples in the Black Temple.
Boom boom!
This power is so violent!
The Zerg that had just been culled were so elite that they had no time to resist, and they were completely shattered by life.
This brutal scene made the sorrowful figure, as well as some messengers and zerg, all look wild.
"Damn, these Black Temple prisoners of war want to blow themselves up!"
The warrior blew himself up, which is the most desperate and cruel method of death. Once he blew himself up, he would destroy the body!
In particular, hundreds of prisoners of war in the Black Temple have now collectively exploded. This energy together, not only the battle platform, but also other parts of the Zerg, will also be hit!
run!
At this moment, the messengers of all races, one by one, had such a thought in their hearts, and they became stronger and stronger.
Among them, some races are sincerely subservient to the Zerg, but that does not mean that they are willing to die for the Zerg!
In this situation, if it wasn't for the frustration of Yan Youtu, they would have begun to flee crazy!
Now, they are waiting, waiting for the first person to take the lead, and once someone takes the lead, they will surely rush away.
laugh!
At this moment, an extremely sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly resounded from the void from far and near.
Huh!
Immediately afterwards, a dark figure swept through the space and burst into the crowd on the battlefield.
Suddenly, the sound of breaking the air immediately caught the attention of the audience.
General Turon?
The four generals in the Black Palace, and hundreds of disciples in the Black Palace, looked at the dark shadow in the middle of the air, and felt their heads blank.
"Is this ... a dream?"
The Black Palace warfare could hardly believe his eyes, and the disciples of the Black Palace were horrified and incredible.
"General Turon? Is this true?"
All the disciples of the Black Temple, at this moment, even suspected that they had hallucinations, otherwise, how could they see the living General Tulun!
"You're going to die, but with the consent of Lord Ningmen? He came to the Zerg and didn't want to see you giving up!"
At this moment, a violent bitter sound came out of Tu Lun's mouth, and immediately made hundreds of disciples in the Black Temple tremble.
Really!
This ... turned out to be General Tu Lun!
Every disciple in the Black Temple shivered with excitement after hearing the three words of Ningmen Lord, and there was a touch of wet red in his eyes.
General Tu Lun, not dead!
Most importantly, what they just heard was that Ningmen mainly came to the Zerg!
Master Ningmen, show up!
噗通!
At this moment, hundreds of disciples in the Black Temple were overwhelmed with excitement, hula laughed, and all fell on their knees.
"The Lord Ningmen appears and the Zerg perish!"
This monstrous hissing was clearly heard in the ears of every Zerg tribe and messenger of each tribe.
Quiet!
At this moment, the Zerg Square finally has a short silence!
Tu Lun just buzzed every one of them like a bomb.
Really?
fake?
Is Ning Tianlin coming to Zerg?
Above the stands, those messengers who were just clamoring for the most joy, their eyelids beating wildly at this moment.
Ning Tianlin!
Although people haven't arrived yet, just these three big words are enough to make them cold all over the body, no war!
False, it must be that Tu Lunhu fake tiger power, the nonsense that they said one by one in their hearts.
"Good show, it really started!"
And the messengers of all races who have been watching, can not help but relax, one by one secretly rejoicing in their hearts.
If Tu Lun's words were true and Ning Tianlin really came to the Zerg, that Zerg would be really dangerous this time.
If they really want to surrender to a strong one, they would rather choose Ning Tianlin than Zerg!
The Zerg are cruel and tyrannical, rejecting foreign races, and wanting to turn all races into slaves, which is not what they want to see.
"Just here!"
In the horror of the crowd, the sorrowful figure sank, and there was a smirk in the corner of his mouth.
Wow!
With a wave of his robe, a horrible energy burst out, and he slammed and killed the shadow.
mean!
Feeling the killing splattered suddenly behind him, Tu Lun's face changed, and he wanted to turn to dodge, but the unexpected energy was too fast.
clang!
Inevitably, the two collided, and a golden-iron symphony sounded.
Tu Lun was stunned by Tu Youzhen's retreat, and finally a spinning unloading force in mid air, only to resist the past with the powerful flesh of the beetle.
"Hehe, Lord Youtu, can't hold your breath now?"
"Is the Zerg today dominating the universe or removing its name from the universe? I am afraid it is still unknown?"
Tu Lun, who was standing still again, had a scarlet throat between his throat and a sound of energy wrapped in the square.
"You, wanton!"
Mi Youtu looked at Tu Lun, full of horror.
You know, his fighting power is the Lord of the Universe, and the Turen is just the peak of the star barren.
