Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

Chutian politely left to leave.

When walking to the moon gate of the small garden, Qingyang said softly behind him: "Remember, Chutian, or, Xiao Tianshi, you are a child who is valued by children. You can enjoy the privileges you have." portion."

Chu Tian turned and prayed deeply to Qingyang, then straightened his body and turned and walked at an unhurried pace.

Qingyang put down the folding fan in his hand and put his hands on the lower abdomen to smile. Just behind him, you can see a black sky slowly spreading around, and the blue sky and white clouds above his head are gradually being dyed with a faint black.

The black needle appeared out of thin air. He appeared directly on the stone pier where Chu Tian had just sat, and picked up the fragrant tea that Chu Tian had not touched. He took a sip of his mouth: "A very clever little guy! It seems that He understood your words."

Qingyang smiled and nodded. "If you understand it, as long as he knows his duty, Qiqiao Tiangong should be a reward for him. There are also a group of loyal, reliable and hard-working subordinates. The premise is that these subordinates must know how to be humble and to retreat!"

The black needle smiled: "I don't know if you are admiring and advancing, you must be unlucky."

Qingyang slowly nodded, and the body slowly dissipated like the foam on the waves. It was integrated into the air: "I don't know how to be humble, I don't know how to advance or retreat. If you are a self-righteous little guy like Dharma, Dodge Show, you must suffer." The head...the blood of their knees, dare to peek at it? Haha!"

The black needle also sings ‘hehe’, and the tea sip is finished, and his body disappears.

A gust of wind blew, a set of tea set on the boulder, and a dish with pine nuts at the same time turned into a dust, disappeared without the wind.

In the past day and night, the nephew racked his brains and dispatched troops, trying to stop the momentum of the family of the horns spreading around.

Tianzu, Lingjing, Jingmen, the resources of the three parties are allowed to be transferred by the children. Numerous spiritual repairs and heavenly repairs come together from all directions. Every day, countless monks fall, shouting and vibrating, and **** The blood cloud, the earth is stained red with blood.

The frequency of earthquakes is getting higher and higher, the intensity of earthquakes is getting stronger and stronger, and countless sizzling fires and chaotic fires sweeping the earth over and over again. The huge explosions and the vibrations caused by the explosions make the world full of The atmosphere of terror that only exists in the end of the day.

There was a smog between the heavens and the earth, and a floating castle fell, and a broken canoe was slanted on the ground.

In the vicinity of every floating battleship and flying boat, there are numerous bodies lying there. Blood rushed out of the corpse and flowed into the nearby rivers. The rivers and rivers were dyed bright red.

On the cruel battlefield, the low-ranking warriors of countless horns are just as busy as hardworking workers.

They were busy dragging the bodies of those who died in the black space, and the three monks responsible for inspecting the battlefield discovered that the low-ranking warriors of these horns would bow their heads from time to time and tear a few mouthfuls on those bodies.

The bodies of these dead people have become the food of the horns!

And some of the characteristic information about the Mingjiao family has spread rapidly among the three coalition forces. Everyone knows the characteristics of these people. They can swallow all the tangible and intangible materials, even if it is a sand. After they swallow their stomachs, they can improve their strength.

Of course, for these people, the best food is the body of a wise creature!

Powerful flesh, pure energy, and countless laws and patterns in the body, these things can be much more helpful than sand and gravel. Basically, the body of a war dead is swallowed up, and a warrior of the horns can at least get more than 80% of the life of the deceased from the body.

Every day, countless monks are killed and their bodies are recovered by the industrious horns. They become the rations of the march and the spirit of cultivation.

The strength of the military of the Mongjiao family is increasing every day. The more they are swallowed, the stronger their strength. The stronger the strength, the more the three militia monks killed. The more monks killed, the more the bodies they devour. More; so they are getting faster and faster, and their strength is getting stronger!

For the three coalition forces commanded by the deaf children, this is undoubtedly a vicious circle!

No matter the Tianzu, the spiritual repair, and the desire to cultivate and succeed, at least it will take decades and hundreds of years of hard work.

And what about the low-ranking warriors of these horns? They just need to let go of their belly and eat and drink. They will perform the best of the killing laws of warfare. They are the most terrible predators in the world, the natural enemies and nightmares of all intelligent creatures.

Chu Tian accompanied her every day and witnessed her growing up day by day.

In charge of governing the three coalition forces, the deaf children were still very young. She couldn’t understand many things. She didn’t know what she was going to do as a commander. What forces are co-ordinating, the distribution of combat power, the occupation of strategic land, and even the coordination of logistics and logistics, she does not understand anything.

As time went by, the inexplicable majestic atmosphere of the deaf children gradually condensed, and the words and lines were filled with the tough authority of the iron and steel interception. The problems she thought were more and more comprehensive, and the orders issued were more and more comprehensive.

After the tragic loss of the initial period of time, the nephew began to compress and hoard the troops, and most of the monks who came to the reinforcements were left behind by the training.

Chutian took the tiger vigorously, A dog, Aque, Laohei, Huxiaotian and other people, plus the five family members of the Windless Canyon, became the most trusted confidant. Most of the monks who were assisted by the children in the future were handed over to Chu Tian and others. The task for them was to train these sand-stricken monks into an army with the fastest speed!

As for the war ahead, the nephew was handed over to the war that was ruled by a very small number of monks.

All the artisans of the Tianzu are fully active, and even some artisans as strategic reserves are reopened. Countless wars and production lines are running at the same time. The minerals consumed every day are a terrible astronomical number!

Every day, hundreds of millions of wars are thrown into the battlefield with countless chaotic fires!

Yes, under the orders of the deaf children, these wars have abandoned the low-cost but relatively small power of the city, and all wars are equipped with powerful chaotic fires to enter the battlefield.

Not only that, these war crickets have almost no melee ability. The armor plates on them are almost negligible, and their ability to move is almost negligible. Their only task is to enter the battlefield, and then throw countless chaotic fires into the horns. On the head!

Carpet bombing, using disposable weapons to exchange the enemy's living power, using endless resources to consume the enemy.

The child's tactics are very rich and rich, and they are very ruined, but they are very effective.

The active offensives of the Mong Kok family are becoming less and less, and the number of monks who are hoarding on their hands is increasing.