The Whole Country Follows Me Into the World of Gods and Demons Chapter 461

The lost Yuan Chengjie, after staggering up and down several mountain peaks, finally stopped in front of a mountain wall, where birds sing and flowers fragrant, fragrant grass blooms in spring, butterflies and bees dance, the most beautiful valley.

If it weren't for a confused soul wandering around, no one would remember that this place used to be a **** battlefield, where countless demons died, and a sub-alliance soldier was buried.

"elder brother!"

For the first time in his life, Yuan Chengjie burst into tears.

With a bang, as if piercing time and space, he counterattacked.

My heart aches, the old man is still there, although life and death are uncertain.

"Is he the soul you are looking for?" Emperor Fengdu asked.

Yuan Chengjie nodded, tears streaming down his face, and his body trembled.

How many times have I dreamed back in the middle of the night, there is that carefree man who seems to be right in front of me, on the gray bed, full of stories from the past, saying that we will become a general together, but you are single-handedly blocking thousands of demons, and the result of your bravery is death in battle, Yuan Chengjie thought more than once that this man could be a coward.

Road is alive.

Lived in the laboratory of the Dragon Pulse.

At the moment of resurrection, his strong body was stunned for a long time, and his eyes were always on the people around him, including Yuan Chengjie, Song Yi and others, as well as the Great Emperor Fengdu, Satan and other gods and demons.

"What happened to me?" Ma Luping murmured while looking at the pale white laboratory ceiling, the pictures in his mind kept flashing.

From life to death, although every shot is his own, why is it so unfamiliar, it's like watching someone else's story.

Yuan Chengjie held a set of lieutenant general's uniform in his hand, gritted his teeth, and walked to Ma Luping step by step: "Congratulations to Lieutenant General Ma Luping of the Confederate Army Headquarters, returning."

In the corner, Lu Yu silently watched this scene.

The lieutenant general's uniform just now was given to him based on Malu Ping's record.

Fighting for human beings, standing alone against thousands of demons, and never retreating a step until death, this is a real powerhouse, worthy of this lieutenant general uniform!

And Maluping is now... a tenth-order god!

His original soul was extremely strong, otherwise he would not wander in the mountains for a year without dispersing.

Although this promotion method is not as good as natural promotion, it can be regarded as a kind of compensation. Heroes deserve this.

"Am I alive?" Ma Luping reluctantly got up and looked down. He was covered in familiar scales with dazzling black awns. His fists exerted a little force. Sew out.

It's still a familiar taste and a familiar recipe.

It's just that this formula is far stronger than before.

A picture flickered in his mind.

There are battlefields that are full of artillery fire, surging demons, soldiers and soldiers with blood-stained bodies, and themselves with swords to block thousands of demons.

"Edit, a new tenth-order powerhouse Ma Luping is added."

"It is specially noted that this person is personally explained by Lu Shen, and the estimated potential is huge."

In the intelligence department of the Asian Union, a brand-new character file was sent to the archives and included in the vast archives of the Asian Union soldiers. Even so, it was located in a high place, and the mountains were small at a glance.

Next to this file, there are files of Mu Chen, Yuan Chengjie, Pei Junfeng and others, all of which have been marked with a special six-sided mark, only those with unlimited potential have this kind of mark.

The offensive and defensive battle of the naval base on the east coast, after hundreds of surprise raids, and thousands of times of bombardment tactics between Han Ce and Metheus, finally entered the white-hot stage where the sword sees the sword and the gun sees the gun.

During the day, the two sides fired artillery fire, and at night, they launched artificial sun to continue fighting. In the past few days, the ships destroyed by the two sides were piled up on the seabed, and the ammunition and radiation had dyed the sea water into strange colors.

"Leader, go back!"

Misus hadn't washed his face and shaved for many days, and his handsome appearance had almost become the sloppy image of Max's wilderness locomotive.

He stood on the front line, the cold wind blowing with the gunfire on the opposite side.

Many adjutants around him are begging for each other, wanting to let Metheus, the leader, return to the depths of the base.

But Metheus didn't look away, and repeated the question he had asked many times before: "How long will it take for our commander to arrive?"

"It's coming soon, leader, it's coming soon, come down..."

Max, whom Metheus had in mind, encountered someone he had expected and unexpected at this time. No, to be precise, he was the messenger of a priest.

On the edge of the small basin just over a hundred kilometers away from the naval base on the east coast, millions of Bei Ai troops stopped quietly because their commander stopped.

Max lit the cigarette, let the smoke linger in his chest and lungs, and raised his eyes with a heavy look, like a fish-fishing player dealing with his boss.

"Max, what are you going to do?" The priest's messenger held a golden scepter, rich and noble and aloof: "After killing so many high-level officials of Bei'ai, and acting as the king, do you still have us in your eyes?"

"Hahaha, Lord God Envoy is joking, the Mayan Temple is our only belief, it is the temple we follow all our lives, it carries glory and merit, and it is the only owner of the North Ai Alliance. Now even you are disturbed, I, Max, I am deeply sorry, and please accept my most sincere apology."

Max bowed his head deeply, but his eyes looking at the ground were extremely indifferent.

The priest's messenger glanced at Max lightly, and seemed to disdain Max's high-sounding remarks.

"Max, you should know that you are the leader of the Mayan Guards, and you are destined to accompany the servant of the true God. No matter how hard you struggle, you cannot escape this fate."

The priest's messenger said lightly: "Your destiny is not in your hands, understand?"

Lightly knocked, Max smiled faintly.

You know where your own destiny lies.

Why are you talking too much? Don't you just want to say that my life is in your hands? No, you should be trying to say that countless lives are in your hands.

At that time, the entire Beiai Alliance, UU reading www. When uukanshu.com has a population of 180 million, you can plant virus ** for more than 1 billion people, don't you just want to keep Bei Ai firmly in your hands?

"Understood, my most respected Messenger of God." Max's face was flat, and he bent slightly like a gentleman and asked: "Can we go to the front line now, our war with the Asian Alliance is still going on."

The priest messenger nodded indifferently, dropped a sentence and disappeared out of thin air.

"We hope you can win this war. We don't want people from the Asian Union to step into the mainland of Bei'ai. If you can't do it, then we should reconsider whether you are worth living in the world and are you qualified to be a true god. Servant!"

When Max led an army of millions back to the naval base, he saw the tenacious figure of Metheus from a distance.

He slowed down the various thoughts in his heart, strode forward, and hugged Mitheus heavily, but Mitheus pushed him away with a palm, and his eyes were bloodshot with a low growl: "Bastard, what do you think, the command system, New leader, if you do this, haven't you considered grassroots turmoil! If the grassroots is in chaos, we will be completely over!"

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