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Chapter 2 Billions of Voices

Star Prison War Zone, marginal area.

Fang Cheng took a deep breath, held his breath and concentrated, his face trembled, and his heart listened with a deep ear.

"Ahhhh! I don't want to die!"

"Kill them! Hold on, brothers! Wait for a moment, the Nengbu monarch team on the east side is about to arrive! Be sure to be firm-"

"Prison tribes, these damn prison tribes! It's coming! They're coming!"

"Xiaobo, remember what I said, live well and leave quickly... Ahhhhh! No no no! No! Xiaobo! Prison clan!!"

"We will die, we will all die."

"Captain Zangbu, Zangbu! How can you escape by yourself! Why abandon me! Why do you want to do this! Why!"

"The human race is immortal, and the human race will last forever! Although we are inferior creatures, we have risen in the weak and subdued mortal world and vow to live forever! Damn Gu Mingluo, you can kill my life, but you can't kill our hope!"

"Come on, come on hahaha!"

"We, the human race, would rather flow into the void than fight to the death! Kill all the prison race to protect the void! Fight! Fight!"

"Ah hahaha, break my life for millions, burn the prison clan Mingluo!!!"

A series of vague, vague, intermittent sounds echoed in all directions of the void.

These endless voices include miserable roars of despair, mourning and angry roars, heroic roars, and catharsis of questioning and accusation. There are confusion, panic, and fear, and burning and crying declarations.

all in all.

Its categories are endless, its emotions are countless, and its voice is billions and billions of!

When he heard it for a moment, he immediately understood.

This is definitely not a sound naturally derived from the void, but a cry from the hearts and souls of countless heroic practitioners who have sacrificed their lives back to the endless years!

"This, these sounds." Fang Cheng's face turned pale, his face was slightly convulsed, and he deeply felt the terrible tragedy of the Star Prison War Zone.

sound!

These practitioners who may have died and died for countless years have left behind a sound of shouting that express their souls!

Even after a long time, these shouts are still lonely and reverberating in the Star Prison War Zone. It is the only residual proof that they once existed in the world and came to this world!

Note.

When the sound is strong to a certain extent, it is a mixture of matter and energy, and it is a combination of fluctuations and messages. The sound can also be as solid as a rock and echo the sky.

Besides, all practitioners who can participate in the Star Prison War Zone will have at least four immortal steps.

The sounds made by practitioners such as the four immortal steps, five immortal steps, and half-step monarchs can turn into a tsunami of ups and downs, sweeping across the sky and immortality forever.

The roars of the void monarch, eternal god, and other practitioners can even break the starry sky of the universe, tear the eternal void, spread throughout the ages, and echo in the world forever.

For example, the starlight in the universe.

Light is the product of the fusion of matter and energy, both fluctuations and particles. Therefore, it can transmit the starry sky and echo the starry sky in a very small trend of depletion.

And the shouts of these practitioners are the same!

"Jiawei, Jiawei, raise your eyes and look at me. Please, just look good at one glance."

"I'm not willing!"

"Prison tribe! Even if I die, I will drag you damn prison tribes! Drag you! Let's go! Let's go!!"

These heart-shaking sounds echoed endlessly. There were sounds from other areas at all times, continuing to reach the void, as if hundreds of millions of practitioners were crying and roaring in Fang Cheng's ears.

Incessant.

There is endless stream.

Complex numerals.

"Gudong." Fang Cheng's Adam's apple moved, with the same sadness in his eyes. Even though he had experienced the extinction of the immortal slaughter in the territory of Huantian, he could never imagine the strange and tragic situation here at this moment!

Inexplicably heartbreaking.

Suffocation and heartache.

Fang Cheng swallowed, feeling a little uncontrollable. His body was stiff and he took a step forward numbly, but he heard the sound he had just heard.

"Jiawei, Jiawei, raise your eyes and look at me. Please, just look good at one glance."

The second time I heard it.

Fang Cheng's eyes moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He understood, he understood it. This was because he took one step and caught up with the sound of floating and leaving.

Why do you need this?

What's wrong with this world!

He listened to the final shouts left by the history of the practitioners, and quietly sped on the edge of the war zone.

Somehow, Fang Cheng's eyes were a little awkward.

Too miserable.

It's really tragic.

This is a scene that no creature has experienced the Star Prison War Zone and cannot imagine.

The deep Star Prison War Zone is like a dark vortex black hole, devouring everything around it, and making these sounds unable to spread normally. They can only echo in the Star Prison War Zone, circulating back and forth. It is like a catharsis that is engraved until death and never disappears.

Is the Star Prison War Zone really terrifying?

Fang Cheng vaguely understood.

Because of these mixed and mixed shouts, the complex shouts! Because these final echoes that are always there and exist in all directions! It has already revealed the horror of the Star Prison War Zone!

"Gudong."

Fang Cheng swallowed.

He suddenly stopped in the void, his ears moved slightly, and listened carefully to the mysterious sound hidden under the shouts of practitioners!

"Howl! Roar!"

"Destroy! Destroy! Destroy!"

These strange sounds, like existence and dispersion, like laughing and crying, can be called a terrifying cry of gods and ghosts!

Suddenly.

Fang Cheng's eyes were wide open and his eyes were about to break!

"Barring, how dare you despicable things resist? Why should you resist?"

"I am the monarch of Gu Mingluo Sangong of the Prison clan. The humble human clan void monarch, immediately kowtowed to the void million times, or you can keep your entire body."

"Yoyo! Is this love? Yoyoyo! Under my finger, your beloved wife has turned into powder. What do you want? What can you do? Yoyoyo! You can only die obediently in your life!"

"Today, slaughter the human race millions and forge my glory and honor!"

Listening to these voices of the Prison Clan echoing in the void, Fang Cheng's face trembled a little, his face was twisted and ferocious, and his eyes revealed an unprecedented murderous intent!

At this moment.

A voice from the prison tribe sounded faintly: "Han! Burn my Mingluo body, kill all you! Kill and kill--"

Pang!!!

Fang Cheng glared, and his pure white eyes shone brightly. He traced the roots and cleverly avoided the remaining voices of the practitioners. Finally, he followed each voice of the Prison Clan and shattered all the mysterious sounds from the Prison Clan around him!

Click! Click! Click!

All the wolf howls and gods of the Prison Clan are destroyed!

"Prison Clan-Prison Clan! Clan!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Fang Cheng's body trembled wildly, leaned on his knees with his palms, and half-squatted on the edge of the Star Prison War Zone, roaring hysterically in his heart!

He didn't even dare to roar.

Because the voices of these practitioners around them are most likely the only proof of their heroic battles and bloodshed and sacrifices. How could he bear to roar in the void and destroy these sounds because of his own emotions?

He can't bear to bear it!

He dared not!

The next moment.

Rumble - Fierce and confusing battle fluctuations came from far ahead.
Chapter completed!
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