Peerless Tang Sect: I am Yuhao’s demon Brother - Chapter 278
278. Chapter 269
Chapter 269
His eyes were very good. The wooden stick gun and the Iron Shield of Star Luo soldiers looked clear.
Of course, Huo Dongjun’s eyes can see that this is not a soul guide.
Thinking about it is a bit ridiculous. The development of Douro Mainland has been in the army for thousands of years. This kind of cold weapon is prevailing in the army. It is a bit ugly. What is the cannon fodder?
Huo Dongjun took out a fifth -level soul -guided gun and aimed at the army’s square array, urging his soul power, and the vast soul power of the cannon mouth continued to gather.
At first glance, Bai Guang appeared, and the soul guided guns rose up.
Zhuang Yun looked at the white light that passed by, was shocked and angry, and subconsciously took out the soul shield from the storage soul guide ring.
The soldier was a little panicked, but he raised the iron shield in his hand.
Bai Guang burst into the crowd, blood was soaring, the broken limbs were scattered, and screaming in the crowd abounded.
Despair is miserable.
Jinbai’s youth had appeared in front of Zhuang Yun the next moment. The little noble was lucky to avoid the core position, coupled with the soul -guided shield, barely had a few breaths.
“Why are you …”
Zhuang Yun wanted to say, but the last blood foam overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the final question was not asked.
There was a demon soul behind Huo Dongjun, holding a black knife and cutting down to completely understand their lives.
“Looking forward to your next life.”
The youth slowly walked out of the wreckage of the battlefield with blood, and his heart was calm. He stayed here for two years.
There are already speculation about the real purpose of the Ming Dou Battlefield.
There is indeed a soul -guided metal here, but it is not precious. It has been four thousand years in the Sun and Moon Continent. If there is a rare metal, it can be easily won with the strength of the Sun and Moon Empire.
It is not delayed so long.
Duke Baihu still does not talk about the generations. Dai Hao he knows alone has set foot on the battlefield at the age of thirteen and has experienced thousands of warfare.
The density of war is outrageous.
Most likely the Holy Spirit and the senior executives of the Star Luo Empire have certain benefits, which is the most reasonable explanation.
Starting from this idea, it is not surprising that there will be such a high -end soul guide in the starlight auction.
On the other side, one soul guide drawing and soul guide.
This is the significance of these ordinary empire soldiers who even do not even have martial arts.
The small of the ants is sad.
The mortality rate of teachers and students of the Slak Institute has remained high.
The bloody grinding farm transformed into the Mingdou Mountains and the death of Slak Tianjiao’s death, which has cast an unprecedented brilliant strength of the Evil Soul Master of the Holy Spirit.
After crossing the battlefield, Huo Dongjun continued to rush and soon came to the Northwest Group Army stationed.
“Who are you, name notice!”
A man wearing armor scolded sharply. As soon as he came out, the other soldiers picked up the next weapon and surrounded the blacks.
Huo Dongjun did not answer.
Under his perception, except for those headed by the head, other soldiers were ordinary people who did not awaken the martial arts.
The man in black continued to go forward.
The man’s eyes were cold, his arms waved, and the other soldiers had a long gun in their hands and pierced it towards the man in black.
Several black shadows were divided into people in black. One of the face, all soldiers were fell to the ground, and they had no breath on their bodies, but they had no breathing.
The man’s body is cold and cold.
Huo Dongjun held a black knife and waved gently, and a black mang ejected out.
The blood was soaring, and the skull fell to the ground.
The head was full of anger, watching the man in Black continued to walk in the army.
Star Luo Northwest Army soldiers and logistics are all 600,000, while the Soul Division has ten parties, and one thousand people have one.
Even the Duke of the White Tiger, only the three soul divisions are allocated.
Of course, it does not include the Guard of White Tiger.
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The more the soul division is walking in the interior.
The blood flows into the river, the corpse mountains are all over the field, the blood flows along the path, and the spiritual sword in Huo Dongjun’s hand is deep.
The core of this domineering soul knife has been transformed into another appearance in his hands.
A soul saint felt that the situation was wrong, and the bloody breath was getting rich in the air, and he walked out of the big account quickly.
Looking at the prospects, his hair exploded and his eyes were full.
He said big, “The enemy attacks !!”
At the same time, he rushed towards the body of black, and he wanted to see who dared to come to the Northwest Army to make trouble.
When you see the coming person with golden hair,
Face is so familiar.
He was completely stupid, and was shocked, “Big Son … Highness?”
Qin Lei followed the Duke of the Duke for a long time and had also visited the Duke House. He even saw five sons, and he was particularly familiar with the big son Dai Hengheng.
only……
The grand son was not dead for more than four years. At that time, they also returned to the Duke Mansion with Lord Duke and saw that the big son was buried.
“You are not a big son, who are you!”
Qin Lei was shocked and angry.
“Uncle Qin, don’t you know me?”
Huo Dongjun laughed.
Qin Lei’s mind was in a brief chaos. This sound, this sound, this sound is so familiar. Who is the person who died that year?
“Are you a big son?”
“I am the one who kills you.”
The man in black laughed.
Qin Lei glanced at the black knife in his hands.
Behind the youth, when he saw the body of the soldiers lying on the ground in the army, he finally changed his complexion.
It was just that at this time the man in black dissipated the body and mind, and his hands were swords.
Qin Lei’s skull flew up, blood soared, with despair and puzzlement under his eyes. He didn’t understand what happened to death.
Twenty -four black shadows walked out of him and began to slaughter at the barracks. The black knife in his hand was like a god of death.
The pace is light, the body is dull, and it is unsightly.
Silently harvested the soul.
Many people died in the military account, and they did not know what happened to death.
Xuan Yuan Dou Luo was uneasy, frowned, and walked out of the big account for the first time, rushing towards the Duke of the White Tiger.
The Duke of the White Tiger was regarded by the Sun and Moon Empire as a nail. If things changed, it must be the Duke of the White Tiger.
Although Duke Baihu’s external strength has always been the eighty -nine level of soul Douro, Xuan Yuan Dou Luo knew that Dai Hao had broke through the title of Dou Luo eight years ago.
At that time, the big star light auction and the Doura finals, the emperor summoned the Duke of White Tiger back to Xing Luo City.
If the opponent is just the title Douluo, maybe the two of them can be killed in the future!
This is also the purpose of hidden strength.
In order to efficiency, the twenty -four demon souls have slaughtered at the soul division. Ordinary Star Luo soldiers watched the dark shadow scared and frightened, and his voice was frightened.
Huo Dongjun was too lazy to ignore it.
Holding a knife with one hand and walking towards the center of the military account.
In his impression, Duke Baihu was very cautious, and the big accounts and others lived in the army. Not to mention the color, even the Baihu national emblem could not find the moment.
Otherwise, after being positioned, the threat of the nine -level setting soul -loading cannon is not ordinary.
So Dai Hao didn’t show up, he would take a certain amount of time if he wanted to find.
(This chapter is finished)