Chapter 586
As long as you swear, even immortals can't escape the battle of life and death under Jiao's witness.
Ye Wanqing's eyes were like ice, and her pretty face was covered with frost.
Even the air flow around her was solidified.
Hu Fei was so vicious that he completely angered her.
The bottle of blood sacrifice has been opened. In any case, it will end only when one party's life is completely lost.
Although Hu Fei did not violate the regulations of the qianbian sect, because of him, tens of thousands of lives on the stand of xuexuefeng will be ruthlessly harvested.
At that time, the holy snowflake platform will become the purgatory of the world and the bloody flower platform!!!
Ye Wanqing has killed Hu Fei.
"Fire Dance spirit emperor, it's your petition!"
With an excited ferocious color on his face, the king of Ju Sha roared at the fire dance spirit emperor on the opposite stand.
"Fire Dance spirit emperor, it's your petition!"
The emperor of canglan country pointed to the fire dancing emperor and shouted.
"This...!"
The fire dance spirit emperor, who was not surprised, was completely in trouble at this moment.
If he gambled his life on the battle of life and death, he would not hesitate.
However, behind him is the elite of fire dance, thousands of lives and the destiny of a country.
He said that he could not risk thousands of lives and gamble in this prosperous era.
"Huowu Linghuang, if you don't petition and swear to Jiao, I'll send troops to attack the city after Ju Shaguo returns, so that you can die in Huowu!"
The king of Ju Sha stood up. He was arrogant and looked arrogant.
"Huowu Linghuang, if you don't petition, I will send troops to attack the city after canglan country returns, so that you can leave no grass in Huowu territory!"
The emperor of canglan pointed to the fire dance stand with his fingers. His high expression was like looking at mole ants.
"Fire Dance spirit emperor, come to you to petition!"
"If you don't, I will lead the three armies to break through your fire dance imperial city!"
On the stand, an old general of canglan country, who had experienced many battles, took out his sword and roared wildly.
"Fire Dance spirit emperor, come to you to petition!"
Ten canglan bloodthirsty soldiers shouted in unison.
"Fire Dance spirit emperor, come to you to petition!"
A hundred canglan ministers roared in unison.
"Fire Dance spirit emperor, come to you to petition!"
Thousands of powerful canglan warriors roared in unison.
"Fire Dance spirit emperor, come to you to petition!"
"Fire Dance spirit emperor, come to you to petition!"
"Fire Dance spirit emperor, come to you to petition!"
…………
Wave after wave, the voice of forcing the fire dance spirit emperor to petition sounded.
The kilometer long Jiao opened his orange cold eyes, issued a strong pressure, and stared at the fire dance spirit emperor who had not taken an oath.
Canglan national tea servant, embracing his arm, looked at the fire dance people who were about to lose their lives with a joking color.
Ju Shaguo Xu Lang closed his eyes and listened to the roaring sound.
Chu Xingyu will die!
The fire dance country behind him will die!!!
The spirit emperor of the fire dance is sad. The two countries want to be merciless as for the death of the fire dance.
If they do not petition, the two countries will send troops to attack the city and ruin their lives after they return.
If you petition, fire dance soldiers will be swallowed up by this Jiao.
Petition to die, do not petition, also die!
"Ling Huang, for the sake of my country of fire dance, I have long looked down on my life. You petition and I follow you!"
"And me!"
"Me too!"
…………
The fire dancer behind the spirit emperor trembled with anger and glared at the fighters of the other two countries.
The martial arts of fire dance have long been indifferent to life and death. What they care about is the dignity of fire dance.
The dignity of fire dance is trampled on by them. It's really a scholar to kill and not to humiliate!
However, the spirit emperor did not speak.
Some dignified ministers behind the spirit emperor did not speak.
Their eyes were all on a tall and straight young man in white.
Young men in white are their hope.
Let the boy in white bet!
The fire dance spirit emperor will not hesitate.
Even if you do your best, you have to bet!!!
The cold wind is howling!
have a heavy snow!!
The eyes of the martial arts of the fire dance country are all on the young man.
"Are you sure you want to take your life and get involved in this bet?"
Just then, the young man in white standing with a sword moved his lips.
The cold and plain voice was rolled up for nine days by the cold wind on the snowflake platform, and clearly passed into everyone's ears.
Chu Xingyu's voice was flat and his expression was with a touch of pity.
Originally, the life and death grudges between myself and Xu Lang and tea servants were the matter between the three of them.
But these poor martial artists, who don't understand the reason, are involved in it after being encouraged by Hu Fei. It's too pathetic.
They want to die. Chu Xingyu asks them one last time.
"Oh, Chu Xingyu, this waste is afraid!"
"He will also be afraid of death!"
"Waste is waste, timid as a mouse, greedy for life and afraid of death!"
"That's the waste!"
…………
Suddenly, a few sarcasm sounded faintly.
The expression of Chu Xingyu's pity for these warriors, in the eyes of these warriors, Chu Xingyu was afraid of them and showed weakness to them.
"The bottle of blood sacrifice, bet your subjugation with my life!"
A young man of no more than 16 years old shouted excitedly with a vicious color in his eyes.
The more afraid Chu Xingyu was, the more excited he became and intensified.
"The bottle of blood sacrifice, bet your subjugation with my life!"
"The bottle of blood sacrifice, bet your subjugation with my life!"
"The bottle of blood sacrifice, bet your subjugation with my life!"
"The bottle of blood sacrifice, bet your subjugation with my life!"
………………
Waves of sound answered Chu Xingyu's question just now.
In the voice of "let you subjugate the country", Chu Xingyu's compassion for these warriors gradually disappeared.
The expression of pity disappeared.
Then it turned into the original cold color.
I want these warriors not to bury their lives in them, but they don't understand.
On the contrary, they also intensify their efforts to let themselves die.
Chu Xingyu will not be a good man.
Since they don't know what to do... Then all die!
At this moment, the mysterious power of Chu Xingyu gushed all over his body, and there was lightning light shuttling in the depths of his eyes.
The young man in white, whose whole body exudes a strong sense of war, has an amazing breath, making his surroundings full of irresistible oppression.
Once Shura changed, the bloody eye appeared again.
At this moment, Chu Xingyu swept his bloody eyes and whispered:
"Spirit emperor, bet with them!"
Ye Wanqing's eyes were like ice, and her pretty face was covered with frost.
Even the air flow around her was solidified.
Hu Fei was so vicious that he completely angered her.
The bottle of blood sacrifice has been opened. In any case, it will end only when one party's life is completely lost.
Although Hu Fei did not violate the regulations of the qianbian sect, because of him, tens of thousands of lives on the stand of xuexuefeng will be ruthlessly harvested.
At that time, the holy snowflake platform will become the purgatory of the world and the bloody flower platform!!!
Ye Wanqing has killed Hu Fei.
"Fire Dance spirit emperor, it's your petition!"
With an excited ferocious color on his face, the king of Ju Sha roared at the fire dance spirit emperor on the opposite stand.
"Fire Dance spirit emperor, it's your petition!"
The emperor of canglan country pointed to the fire dancing emperor and shouted.
"This...!"
The fire dance spirit emperor, who was not surprised, was completely in trouble at this moment.
If he gambled his life on the battle of life and death, he would not hesitate.
However, behind him is the elite of fire dance, thousands of lives and the destiny of a country.
He said that he could not risk thousands of lives and gamble in this prosperous era.
"Huowu Linghuang, if you don't petition and swear to Jiao, I'll send troops to attack the city after Ju Shaguo returns, so that you can die in Huowu!"
The king of Ju Sha stood up. He was arrogant and looked arrogant.
"Huowu Linghuang, if you don't petition, I will send troops to attack the city after canglan country returns, so that you can leave no grass in Huowu territory!"
The emperor of canglan pointed to the fire dance stand with his fingers. His high expression was like looking at mole ants.
"Fire Dance spirit emperor, come to you to petition!"
"If you don't, I will lead the three armies to break through your fire dance imperial city!"
On the stand, an old general of canglan country, who had experienced many battles, took out his sword and roared wildly.
"Fire Dance spirit emperor, come to you to petition!"
Ten canglan bloodthirsty soldiers shouted in unison.
"Fire Dance spirit emperor, come to you to petition!"
A hundred canglan ministers roared in unison.
"Fire Dance spirit emperor, come to you to petition!"
Thousands of powerful canglan warriors roared in unison.
"Fire Dance spirit emperor, come to you to petition!"
"Fire Dance spirit emperor, come to you to petition!"
"Fire Dance spirit emperor, come to you to petition!"
…………
Wave after wave, the voice of forcing the fire dance spirit emperor to petition sounded.
The kilometer long Jiao opened his orange cold eyes, issued a strong pressure, and stared at the fire dance spirit emperor who had not taken an oath.
Canglan national tea servant, embracing his arm, looked at the fire dance people who were about to lose their lives with a joking color.
Ju Shaguo Xu Lang closed his eyes and listened to the roaring sound.
Chu Xingyu will die!
The fire dance country behind him will die!!!
The spirit emperor of the fire dance is sad. The two countries want to be merciless as for the death of the fire dance.
If they do not petition, the two countries will send troops to attack the city and ruin their lives after they return.
If you petition, fire dance soldiers will be swallowed up by this Jiao.
Petition to die, do not petition, also die!
"Ling Huang, for the sake of my country of fire dance, I have long looked down on my life. You petition and I follow you!"
"And me!"
"Me too!"
…………
The fire dancer behind the spirit emperor trembled with anger and glared at the fighters of the other two countries.
The martial arts of fire dance have long been indifferent to life and death. What they care about is the dignity of fire dance.
The dignity of fire dance is trampled on by them. It's really a scholar to kill and not to humiliate!
However, the spirit emperor did not speak.
Some dignified ministers behind the spirit emperor did not speak.
Their eyes were all on a tall and straight young man in white.
Young men in white are their hope.
Let the boy in white bet!
The fire dance spirit emperor will not hesitate.
Even if you do your best, you have to bet!!!
The cold wind is howling!
have a heavy snow!!
The eyes of the martial arts of the fire dance country are all on the young man.
"Are you sure you want to take your life and get involved in this bet?"
Just then, the young man in white standing with a sword moved his lips.
The cold and plain voice was rolled up for nine days by the cold wind on the snowflake platform, and clearly passed into everyone's ears.
Chu Xingyu's voice was flat and his expression was with a touch of pity.
Originally, the life and death grudges between myself and Xu Lang and tea servants were the matter between the three of them.
But these poor martial artists, who don't understand the reason, are involved in it after being encouraged by Hu Fei. It's too pathetic.
They want to die. Chu Xingyu asks them one last time.
"Oh, Chu Xingyu, this waste is afraid!"
"He will also be afraid of death!"
"Waste is waste, timid as a mouse, greedy for life and afraid of death!"
"That's the waste!"
…………
Suddenly, a few sarcasm sounded faintly.
The expression of Chu Xingyu's pity for these warriors, in the eyes of these warriors, Chu Xingyu was afraid of them and showed weakness to them.
"The bottle of blood sacrifice, bet your subjugation with my life!"
A young man of no more than 16 years old shouted excitedly with a vicious color in his eyes.
The more afraid Chu Xingyu was, the more excited he became and intensified.
"The bottle of blood sacrifice, bet your subjugation with my life!"
"The bottle of blood sacrifice, bet your subjugation with my life!"
"The bottle of blood sacrifice, bet your subjugation with my life!"
"The bottle of blood sacrifice, bet your subjugation with my life!"
………………
Waves of sound answered Chu Xingyu's question just now.
In the voice of "let you subjugate the country", Chu Xingyu's compassion for these warriors gradually disappeared.
The expression of pity disappeared.
Then it turned into the original cold color.
I want these warriors not to bury their lives in them, but they don't understand.
On the contrary, they also intensify their efforts to let themselves die.
Chu Xingyu will not be a good man.
Since they don't know what to do... Then all die!
At this moment, the mysterious power of Chu Xingyu gushed all over his body, and there was lightning light shuttling in the depths of his eyes.
The young man in white, whose whole body exudes a strong sense of war, has an amazing breath, making his surroundings full of irresistible oppression.
Once Shura changed, the bloody eye appeared again.
At this moment, Chu Xingyu swept his bloody eyes and whispered:
"Spirit emperor, bet with them!"
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