Perhaps the power of spiritual explosion is extremely powerful for ordinary people.

But to Yutian, it was like a match cannon exploding on himself, and there was a slight pain, and even the scars would not be left behind.

Yutian couldn't help laughing.

How ignorant is this? Use this way of death to express one's own intentions.

Humans are always so ridiculous.

And they often give these ridiculous, some extremely beautiful titles, bravery, unyielding, tenacity... or heroes, immortality.

It's just a fearless sacrifice.

At most it seems a bit tragic, but in essence, isn’t it just stupid and funny?

"What a group of ridiculous ants."

The Emperor Yutian couldn't help laughing, "I want to kill me in a spiritual explosion way, it's so small and ridiculous!"

Suddenly, Yutian's murmuring came to an abrupt end.

He was stunned and looked at the seven dead areas in a daze.

I heard a rumbling sound... Seven dead areas and seven giant cities, the gates opened suddenly, the city gates were open, and the sound of crying from afar came from the city! "For future generations!"

"For the motherland!"

"For... the nation!!"

On the tops of the seven cities, the national anthems of various countries sounded at the same time, and loud voices spread throughout the undead land.

A national flag was erected on the city of seven dead districts.

The horn of charge spread to the entire undead battlefield. People shouted, roared, and roared... rushed out of the city and poured into the undead battlefield! And on the undead battlefield! soldiers charged wildly.

Hold the feet of the Holy Emperor Yutian and his legs... "The Undead - Spirit Explosion!"

"The Undead - Spirit Explosion!!"

The sound of explosion and the rumbling noise sounded. They self-destructed, like a personal bomb, and exploded towards the Emperor Yutian without hesitation! Indeed! They were insignificant. For the Emperor Yutian, their self-destruction was just match cannons, throwing cannons... But what if... what if there were thousands of match cannons?

What if it were hundreds of thousands of match cannons?

If it is... hundreds of billions of match cannons!! At this moment, the Holy Emperor Yutian finally understood what is the general attack of mankind! After thousands of years of history, soldiers, people, and people from various countries, nations, and dynasties gathered together to form an unprecedented... human power! He... was completely panicked! "Erase!"

“Erase!!”

The Emperor Yutian pointed wildly at various areas of the Undead battlefield.

Large pieces of human beings disappear, hundreds of deaths occur every second.

But... these are hundreds of billions of human beings! It is a grand and prosperous era formed by thousands of years, and it is a collection of human heritage over thousands of years! There are too many... there are too many! Instant killing millions, there are also millions of people who can fill it up, instantly killing millions, and there are also millions of people who can fill it up! This is... a human uprising! "Huaxia Wang family, protect my descendants of Wang family!"

"The Li family in China, protect my descendants of the Li family!"

"Huaxia Sun Family..." On the battlefield, the people were shouting their surnames and names. They were the most precious certificates preserved by blood ties for thousands of years. Hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of surnames were shouted out by the magnificent crowd! Each of them had something they wanted to pass on! Whether it was descendants, surnames, civilization, or history... No matter how small it was, even a storyteller in ancient times, a vendor selling candied haws at a stall, a woman in a brothel... In the long river of history, they were all a drop of water under the vast river.

Without thousands of water droplets, how can it turn into the sea?

And what he wanted to kill was the vast sea. He wanted to erase the memories of the sea and build a new sea! These water droplets... disagree!! "Attack!"

"Run!!"

"Guard our memory! Guard our world!"

Yutian wiped out quickly, but hundreds of billions of humans charge faster! People climbed up the instep, climbed onto his legs, and climbed onto his chest, and more and more people could climb higher and higher. People formed human ladders, and once they were about to die, their souls quickly exploded! Some people exploded on their insteps.

Some people exploded on their thighs.

There were still some people who exploded on his stomach and chest.

The Emperor Yutian is like Mount Everest. When humans are constantly challenging the height of climbing, they will leave their own marks in their position and make a brilliant explosion of fireworks bloom! Qin Mo is standing on the top of Seoul.

In the seven major dead areas, he was the only one left.

He trembledly stared at the battlefield of the undead, and looked at the tiny people, crawling towards the giant like ants.

When he heard the national anthem and the shouts of the Chinese nation, Qin Mo's tears couldn't help but flow. He could no longer control the tremor in his heart. He followed the loud national anthem and sang loudly.

He slowly stretched out his right hand and saluted the chargers.

He really couldn't find any other way to express his respect. This vast ant colony was writing the immortal legend of human beings! "Qin Mo, you have to pass on it!"

"Save humans in the real world, we are the dead people!"

"That is not only your hometown, but also our hometown!"

Qin Mo's mind echoed that night, on the head of Seoul, Emperor Qin said earnestly to him.

He clenched his fists tremblingly, and his nose and tears dripped into his hands.

He murmured to himself tremblingly, "I will definitely pass on it! I will definitely!!"

After hundreds of consecutive erasures, the Emperor Yutian could no longer hold on.

His legs were densely filled with people.

More and more people were hanging on their stomachs, and the people in the highest position had climbed to their necks.

He waved his huge palm desperately, scratched his ears and foreheads, and kept scratching every part of his body, as if a person was completely wrapped in an ant colony, and he scratched in panic.

"Go down! Go down!"

"I am the master of this world! You must obey my orders!"

"Get off! You stupid dirty humans! Get off!"

"ah!!"

More and more people were hanging on the body of the Emperor Yutian, and his legs gradually could not be supported. Hundreds of billions of people were hanging on his legs. His knees were slowly bent, and finally... thunder! The thunder in the world shook.

Because of his kneeling, the earth suddenly burst out two huge deep pits and countless cracks on the ground.

He knelt down! Can a scoundrel shake a tree?
Chapter completed!