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Chapter 745 The catastrophe of genocide

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    Uncle Ming thought of his time, and all the old brothers who had shared life and death with him were no longer there. He couldn't help crying, and his heart was blocked. Almost all of them died.

    It was not that his longevity was about to end, but that he was killed by the Celestial God Clan, Netherworld Clan, Xilin Clan, etc.

    The ethnic groups who had good relations with the earth in the past, those old friends they knew, belonged to the Earth Alliance, and they were the defeated side, and they suffered a bloodbath along with the earth.

    Not long ago, there was an auction that included fire bear skins, black tiger bones, etc. The fire bear saint and the black tiger saint were both friends of Uncle Ming back then. It was just that they were killed in the past. Even after death, they  I can't live in peace, being humiliated like this.

    People from the Celestial Tribe and Netherworld Tribe have threatened to make fire bear skin combat boots and grind black tiger bone powder to temper their bodies. This is really arrogant.

    At that time, Uncle Ming swore that he would wipe out the two clans with blood, and now he is really waiting for this day.

    "Kill!"

    Uncle Ming, with his disheveled hair, specially picked the ancient saints to hunt down the executioners of the past and kill them.

    "Chang Ming, come here and die, it's you, it's you, the lost dog of the past, the fish that slipped through the net, how dare you destroy the foundation of our clan, it's hateful, kill!"

    An old guy from the Celestial Clan yelled, his eyes were red, and he was carrying a scarlet spear dripping with blood. This is the Holy Spear of Blood, which is very famous.

    During the ancient war, this person had already become a saint. He was considered a famous person and had a brilliant record.

    Back then, one of Uncle Ming's sworn brothers at the sub-saint level died at the hands of this man. He was pierced between the eyebrows with a spear and picked to death on a famous mountain on Earth.

    "Old man, you still have the nerve to go crazy. Why didn't you say anything about your bloody hands and heinous crimes back then?!" Uncle Ming's eyes were also scarlet, with murderous intent.

    "The Blood-Dripping Holy Spear, I finally saw it again today, kill it!" Uncle Ming yelled and rushed towards it.

    This person not only killed his Yasheng brothers, but also made a sneak attack and wiped out everyone in the youth training camp secretly arranged by the Earth's high-level officials on a certain planet. He originally wanted to keep the seeds of hope there, but he was discovered.  The bloodbath made Uncle Ming's heart ache every time he thought about it, like a knife being twisted.

    "Death to me, the remnants of the earth!" This saint waved the blood-dropping holy spear. It was difficult for him to accept that the aloof Celestial Clan was actually attacked and his people were massacred.

    "This was their defeated general, the remnant of a destroyed planet. One day, he came to the door like this, and he was furious.

    The Celestial God Clan has always been used to being aloof. They will not think about the ethnic groups that were exterminated by them. At this time, some people still think of the Celestial God Clan's glory, which is inviolable. But now the remnants have counterattacked, which is unforgivable and unacceptable.

    "You're the one who's left behind!" Uncle Ming gritted his teeth, waved the Tiandao Umbrella, and collided with the Blood Holy Spear, causing Yang Qi to burst out.

    With a click, the legendary holy weapon, the famous Holy Spear of Blood, cracked and then exploded in half, unable to stop the Tiandao Umbrella.

    Poof!

    In the ensuing battle, half of the saint's body was cut off by Uncle Ming with the Tiandao umbrella, and he was bleeding profusely.

    "Ah" he screamed.

    Originally, in this saint¡¯s expectation, he should have few opponents at the same level because he held the Blood-Drip Holy Spear, but the result was so miserable.

    Poof!

    Uncle Ming flew over and used the Tiandao Umbrella to blow the man into two pieces. He fell from the sky and stepped on his collapsed chest. He gritted his teeth and said: "Old man, no matter how arrogant you are, are the lives of the Celestial Clan worth anything?  ? Are you different from us? Open your eyes and take a look. The methods that were imposed on people of all ethnic groups in the past are also reflected in your own ethnic group today!"

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????istic¡­, there were calls to kill Zhentian, but none of the people Uncle Ming invited were soft-hearted. When they encountered a tough opponent, a group of people would just attack together and beat him up.

    Without him, this group of people are either people who escaped from the prison or were hired from the black market of the universe. Like sharks, they all went crazy after smelling blood.

    "Ah, our clan has a long destiny and is protected by the true gods. How could we be exterminated like this? Ahhh" This man couldn't accept it, his eyes were bloodshot.

    Poof!

    Uncle Ming kicked him to death, and then used the Tiandao Umbrella to shock him, shattering his soul and not giving him a chance to resurrect.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????A group of people attack, confronts the old guys of the Celestial Clan, all going on a killing spree, because the benefits of conquering the Celestial Clan are too great.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The various heavenly, material, and earthly treasures accumulated here are more than the dozens or hundreds of home stars of all races combined.

    "Old guy, finally catch upLife, leaving the green hills without worrying about having no firewood!  "Another Su Lao was also yelling. He clenched his fists and was mad with hatred.

    The reality is cruel. When the Celestial Clan was in its glory, all tribes came to worship. But now that the Great Celestial God is dead, the clan has no treasure to suppress the religion and has completely declined.

    Today, they became prey and were bloodbathed by a group of crazy old saints. If they continue to be hunted down like this, the direct descendants of the Celestial Clan will almost be wiped out.

    The ancestral city of the God Clan is located in this first giant city. It is a city within a city. It is not very big, but it is solid and immortal. The clan protection field here has not been paralyzed and is mysterious and unpredictable.

    "Hurry, run back!" An old man yelled at the city gate. He stared ahead and saw one of his grandchildren, a genius with a golden body. However, he was trampled into blood by a saint with one kick.  mud.

    "Ah I will fight with you!" He yelled, his eyes were about to burst, and he was about to rush out.

    "Confused, don't be impulsive!" Someone next to him pulled him.

    A famous figure from the Celestial Clan roared: "Oops, the Celestial Temple has been conquered. It is a place left for disciples to learn the Tao. It has many combat skills and unique skills engraved on it. It is about to fall into the hands of the enemy!"

    Today¡¯s disaster came too suddenly. They were not prepared at all. Various martial arts halls, medicine gardens, etc. were not destroyed in time, which was tantamount to endangering the enemy.

    "Go, smash the altar of the ancestral city, take out the incense of the gods, and burn it for me!" an old antique from the gods clan shouted.

    "Ah, does it work?" Someone was surprised and doubtful.

    "Whether it's useful or not, just do it for me. What if we can contact the Celestial Palace in the chaos? Maybe, our clan will not be completely wiped out, otherwise, the Celestial Clan will no longer exist from today on.  !¡±

    At this moment, the Xilin Tribe, the Spirit Tribe, and the Mechanical Tribe are also facing the same catastrophe. They are being conquered and being bloodbathed!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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