Chapter 1811： Speak up (1/2)

”Who on earth are you? When we worshipped the Moon Kingdom, when did we offend seniors and let the seniors be cruel to me?”

The contemporary worship of the Moon Emperor, looking sadly at Obota, said in a hoarse voice.

He is a golden body of seven calamities, but because he is a golden body of seven calamities, he can feel the aura that other people can't feel.

The breath on the opponent's body was like an abyss, unable to see the end, unfathomable, in front of the opponent, Baiyuehuang felt that he was just an ant.

”No, maybe even ants are not even considered to be ants. Such a strong person is probably the saint who is in charge of luck in the legend!

Why would the saints start with me in the kingdom of worshiping the moon? why? ”

Baiyuehuang thought bitterly in his heart.

Behind the Empress of Baiyue, there are only six Dharma images, male and female, and they are all very old. At this moment, they are ready to sacrifice at any time, holding the magic weapon and staring at Obota.

They couldn't feel the despair of worshiping the moon emperor, and they felt that as long as they could fight for their lives, they might still be able to fight the other side, so everyone's fighting spirit was extremely strong!

”You really didn't offend me.”

Obota smiled and glanced around, ”But the Su Sage of your human race, who offended me to death, caused my Protoss to fall apart. Here today, I just charge some interest.

You human races really like to multiply. I can feel the breath of hundreds of millions of human races. If I kill so many human races at once, I can breathe out a little bit of evil. ”

”Sage of Human Race, offended him?”

Baiyuehuang was stunned, with a touch of despair in his eyes.

He guessed right, since the other party can be enmity with the saint, it must also be a saint!

The strength of the Moon Worship Nation, facing a saint, how can there be any resistance, the other party even thought of killing all the hundreds of millions of people in the Moon Worship Nation, just to breathe a bad breath?

”Senior, why does the struggle between your saints affect innocent mortals like us?”

The bitter way of worshipping the Moon Emperor.

The six faculties behind him were a little surprised. It is clear to them what the word sage represents. Although they have never seen a sage, after all, they have wandered around. From the mouths of various alien warriors, they have also heard something about sage Rumors, I know the kind

Existence, for ordinary warriors, is a god!

The mountains and rivers crumbled in a moment of thought, and with a palm up, you can overwhelm the mountains!

”Oh, I don't want to either.

Who told Kunlun, your human race, to hide from a holy lord?

Without him, I would not vent my anger on you ants.

But fortunately, Nanhua is now dead in the Xuanding clan, and there is only one saint from your human clan, Su Han, as long as I find a chance to kill him, that bad breath will be considered.

As for the holy lord hiding in Kunlun, I will also get him out if there is a chance in the future. ”

Obota smiled, and there was a touch of cat and mouse in his eyes. He didn't intend to kill these human races so easily. He had countless plans in his mind and decided to try each one out.

Only by watching these human races dying in despair, can he calm the anger in his heart a little.

Mindful of this, Obota chuckled, raised his hand and grabbed it. He saw a mountain range in the distance, which he picked up for life, and threw it to a corner of Kyoto, the country of moon worship.

There are countless refugees hiding there, their faces are dull, they look at this scene in despair, facing this kind of method, even a warrior is no different from ordinary people.

”Ha ha ha...”

Obota laughed.