Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

After three dark spaces, there are not many strong people who can break into the Crimson Palace, including the two great monarchs of the Black Shield and the Royal Orc. They are all in dark space, and they are fierce.

Among the remaining four chiefs, Queen Medusa and the Turing elders are auxiliary, and only the two great monarchs of the strong arm and the flaming family still have a battle.

Faced with each other, the two monarchs had no choice but to rush to the top of the scalp.

They used the "artifacts" and the prisoners who had just arrived to launch a fierce fight.

However, the prisoners had just opened two Taikoo arsenals a year ago, and they also got a lot of "artifacts". The use of these magical weapons is more profound than they know.

What's more, there is the Lord Kuba.

It is a mountain tower like a mountain. It is a slowly moving magic mountain. He is nested in layers of armor. The gap between the shells is a lot of spikes, even the face. Covered by a horrible mask.

A giant sword with a height higher than that of a person seems to have a weight of several thousand kilograms. It cannot be waved by human beings, but it relies on the blessing of magic. It rotates like a hurricane, but only slightly rubs a little oily skin, which is a broken fracture, flesh and blood bursting. The end of the dead without a whole body.

It’s enough to be the one of Kuba’s Maharaja, enough to suppress the remnants of the Six-member coalition, including Black Jack and Theresa.

The strong arm and the strong of the Yan people rushed to him in vain, like a seemingly tidal wave hitting the rock on the shore, hitting a broken bone and rewinding it back, but unable to rock Causes slight damage.

"Kuba!"

The Qiangjun tyrant of the strong arm family screamed, and the robotic arm containing hundreds of weapons and maintenance tools was torn by the chief of Kuba, and was shot by the giant sword on the chest, and the whole chest was shot. Almost collapsed, the whole person flew a few tens of meters away like a broken kite, smashing into the liquid metal wall of the Crimson Palace and knocking out a shocking humanoid pit.

"Booming!"

The Yanlian Red Lotus Dajun opened the bow around, and the burning flames of hundreds of regiments turned into a thousand-armed horses. They almost reflected the towering domes of the crowds into a sea of ​​fire. He waved his hand and commanded the burning army to rush. Maharaja Kuba.

The lord Kuba lifted his two-handed swords high and smashed toward the Burning Legion, and gathered a whirlwind army in the void.

The whirlwind and the flames of the army collided in midair, and the shock wave blows all the demons to a head, and the two armies are all gone, leaving only a bunch of faint flames, like the candle in the wind, spreading and swaying. It goes out quickly.

The Red Lotus is still in the recovery period of magic exhaustion. The Chief of Kuba rushed toward him like a mountain collapsed. His shoulders sank and he slammed him to the throne. .

Destroyed and unstoppable, the Uncle Kuba is the leader of the most powerful fighting race in the **** demon world. Just standing in the middle of the battlefield with a long sword, there is a kind of sorrow and sorrow.

"You guys are stupid..."

Underneath the devil's mask, a cold, low voice was heard, and there was a hint of sarcasm. "With these people, you want to unravel the secret of the 'deep red palace'?

"Tell you, even if your stupid tricks can really delay me for three days and three nights, let you meditate here and think about breaking your head, you can't get the highest control of the Crimson Palace and unlock the full power of the **** battle world!"

The six words "the highest control authority" make a glimpse of Teresa in the sidelines.

It seems that Ma Kubara knows something, at least knows more than other Mozus, about the true face of the **** battle world - the super battleship Jade!

"Only me is the destiny of the destiny, the deep red palace and the real master of the **** demon world, and the journey of my family is far more than the **** devil or the emerald continent. In the devil and the human world, there is still nothing. The embarrassing stars are waiting for us to conquer one by one!"

The voice of Ma Kubara’s voice contains a breathtaking and irresistible charm. He extended his hands to the demon who had been hit by him. “Although you are stupid and ignorant, but in the journey of my family. On the end, after all, it is useful. Now, kneel, surrender to me, don't force me to kill you!"

The six-member remnants of the army face each other and fall into entanglement.

The **** demon world, the strong is the respect, the weak is surrendered to the strong, it is a matter of righteousness.

The Mozu civil war, and rarely to the last soldier, often after the winners and losers, the weak will surrender to the strong.

After all, they still have the same dream to capture the emerald continent and taste the taste of living in the sun.

What's more, the black gang and the imperial monarchs fell into a dark space, life and death are not clear, the dragons have no head, and they do not know how to resist the power of the Kuba.

In the face of the numerous hunters of the prisoners, there is a tendency to open the killings without a word, and many Black Shields and the Orc Devils are first shaken.

Although he did not surrender his surrender, he put down his arms and gave up resistance.

Maharaja Kuba sullenly behind the mask and turned his head to Queen Medusa and the Turing elders.

"Elder Turing, I don't understand."

The Chief of Kuba is cold and cold. "Why didn't you give me the map of the Crimson Palace at the beginning, so that the **** demon world would have lost a lot of precious blood."

"Because you are not qualified to inherit the legacy of the Dark Red Queen."

The brains of the Turing elders trembled slightly in the translucent artificial skull. He said calmly, "Forcing the deep red palace to absorb the power you can't bear will only lead you, the prisoner and the whole **** battle. The destruction."

"I am not qualified? Hahahaha, it is a joke!"

The Chief of Kuba laughed wildly. "I am the undefeated strong man of the **** battle world for thousands of years. If I am not qualified to inherit the legacy of the Dark Red Queen, who is eligible! You, Queen Medusa, or these two defeats? ”

"You do not understand……"

The Turing elders sighed and wanted to explain, just then, the sudden change.

A bunch of black sharp, lightning fast, stabbed the hole on the left side of the Kubba mask, trying to stab into his eye socket!

The head of Kuba’s Maharajah was slightly slanted, and the black edge squeaked out the harsh noise on the mask and flew the mask out.

The crowd was surprised to see that it was Black Jack, using a chaotic konjac, and ignoring it, and issued a fatal blow to the Kuba.

Unfortunately, it still misses.

The uncle Kubara, who lost his mask, was full of frantic long hair dancing like a black flame. His face was still hidden in the burning black flame. In the voice, it was a little more decisive and desolation.

"No, I understand."

The lord Kuba reveals a male and female from the black flame, a feminine face like a jade.

Her face was filled with bitter and cruel smiles. "I understand what it takes to inherit the legacy of the Crimson Queen. I am willing to pay for this power and for the power above the stars. cost!"

Without the cover of the mask, his voice is more sharp and gloomy.

A burning black hair hangs down, and this face that is inconsistent with the momentum is particularly cruel and fascinating.