Super Theological Academy to Conquer the World

"Boom!"

The **** of war in heaven, the main **** of flame, Yanshuo, is now tracing a beautiful arc in the air, and it is equipped with a mid-air rotation for two weeks and a half.

The moment when the iron halberd collided with the sky, the expression of Yan Shuo changed from being confident, stunned, and surprised to distorted.

Why is it distorted?

Because the iron halberd had been pressed back by the sky, it was installed on Yancha's right face, and the latter naturally flew out.

"It looks at you high." Chu Mo raised an eyebrow, originally looking at the posture, thinking that Yan Shuo was a little capable. In the end, it was the white-haired boy Zuiyu's first-hand flame system, which left him with too much influence.

So at the beginning, Chu Mo didn't keep his hand. It's not that Yan Shuo is really weak. He must be much stronger than Zhe Yu, but Chu Mo was not too serious about playing against a child.

Yanshuo lost a lot of wrongs. His superb pulse technique did not even have the chance to perform, so he was stunned.

"what!"

The screams suddenly sounded, and those gods remembered that they were still at war, but they ran into danger directly under the hasty defense.

"The third one is mine." Ma Weikai's mouth twitched, and the body of the last **** fell down in front of him. He spread his hands with fifty-five poison scorpion daggers and flew into the cuffs uniformly.

Chu Mo walked towards Yanshuo step by step, and the latter's half cheeks were swollen, and it couldn't match up with the previous incomparable appearance.

He doesn't understand mercy, not to mention that the other party is not a sister.

Chu Mo raised Yan Shuo's hair in one hand and dragged him towards the outside of the cabin, allowing the latter's body to rub on the ground. Ma Weikai and Karashok Pan, who had been stained with blood, followed behind without a word.

The war of ships is continuing and intensifying, but it is clear that Chu Mo's fallen angel enterprise has the upper hand. Especially the original blue sea, the ground near the coast, has been dyed red.

Many corpses of the gods were exposed on the beach, and giant beasts in the sea gathered in groups and wandered on the shore. From time to time, he protruded his head and swallowed the body into his abdomen.

Once the god, turned into a sea beast food.

"The flame **** Lord Yanshuo has been captured by this king, and he hasn't surrendered ?!" Chu Mo stood on top of the heavenly main ship and raised Yanshuo's head a little higher. The sound of Lang Lang actually overshadowed the sound of gunfire. Everyone's attention was drawn.

"Yanshuo? How is this possible!" The earth **** Luo Chen, who was fighting Haiwen Xiang, frowned. The cheek that always smiled like Maitreya was also frowned.

All ships are stopped, especially the side of the sky, Yanshuo is their military commander. The gods don't need human beings, sometimes they are really stupid and terrible.

They prefer a rational and efficient way of dealing. In the eyes of all of them, the chief is arrested and the war has already been lost. Why not useless work anymore.

"I am the main **** of the water system, Chery, please let go of Yanshuo, I can negotiate for you on behalf of the Heaven Realm." He Che shook his head. In the heavenly realm, after Yanshuo, he belongs to him with the highest prestige, light, fleet, etc , All from his hands.

"You don't deserve it, let Yuan talk to me." Chu Mo said lightly, throwing Yanshuo like garbage on his feet.

"What the **** are you, logically, you shouldn't know so much about heaven." Qi Che frowned, seeing that Chu Mo ignored his words, and could only sigh.

Began to try to use the pattern of the main **** of the water system to wake up the highest main **** of the heaven, Yuan.

"Why are you looking for me?" A young man in a white robe in the main hall of the Celestial Lord is slowly opening his eyes at this time, and his voice is not childish.

"This is decent." Chu Mo's mouth twitched, and he was already full of curiosity about the celestial god, Yuan, including his practice of pulse art.

"You have defeated Heaven Realm, is this not enough?" Yuan asked lightly, although the two were separated by two worlds, but there was no hindrance in communication.

"I'm not a fool. I only want one name. It's enough to destroy this honor." Chu Mo shook his head and pointed to the flames under his finger. "What I want is benefit."

"What exactly do you want." Yuan said still calmly.

"From now on, Heaven will become a vassal of my fallen angel family, tribute 200 warships each year, more than 100 energy stones and design drawings of warships and light potential."

Chu Mo said lightly, his eyes flashed sharply, and if the negotiation was not successful, he would not suggest some iron-blooded means, which should have been the case with war.

"A vassal? I checked the history of the territories and understood the term. Once there was a vassal of a small country that was still sheltered under the influence of the great forces."

Even when it comes to this part, Yuan ’s voice has not changed at all. I really do n’t know what else can disturb him. “Although there are giant beasts in the heaven, it is much safer than the earth, and there is no need for shelter in the heaven.

"Yuan, are you really stupid or stupid, pretend to be confused." Chu Mo coldly only asked, a pair of eyes that didn't know when they turned into scarlet eyes, very terrifying.

"If you don't agree, I will go to Rikou in person. Now, I'll give you a meeting gift." Chu Mo's eyes flashed coldly, his hand fell with a knife, and a round head fell down to Chu Mo's feet. It was the blazing flames.

"I'm willing to agree to your request, since every year since you, the Protoss will offer ... tribute, tribute in accordance with the agreement." Yuan's voice is finally a little weird, he is the first time to try to fail.

"I don't know if I can let the warriors of my gods leave now?" Yuan Kei asked, although he was far away in the Heaven Hall, he could clearly perceive what happened in the Vortex Island.

"People can go, all ships have to stay, and there are not enough two hundred ships, bad ... give you seven days. Don't say I'm not human." Chu Mo's mouth twitched, revealing the nature of profiteers.

"Just ..." Yuan was tired of responding, and then acquiesced.

The shore of the Vortex Island was unprecedentedly spectacular at this time. The Celestial World was destroyed by 46 warships and damaged 21 warships. Chu Mo directly earned more than 100 God Realm warships. At this time, these warships were docked on the shore uniformly.

There are also two main ships, and the pilots of the fleet, and others, are tied together. When did all the Protoss people suffer such humiliation?

"Ma Weikai." Chu Mo glanced at the neatly arranged three teams, one third of the wounded. Although he knew that the war was so cruel, he couldn't help but feel distressed. It was not easy for him to save his family.

"Your subordinates are here!" Ma Weikai responded with clenched fists. He had just experienced a battle and was still a little excited.

"Send troops to the Vortex Island, Heaven Realm's compensation is more than that, wait for them to send everything, and then send these gods back to Heaven Realm. If they go back and forth, they will kill them." Chu Mo ordered coldly.

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