The King of The Worlds

"you!"

Gandalf was glad that these people had come when the country was in great trouble.

A series of figures flashed under the giant palm quickly, raising their hands high, bursting out chakra, trying to block the huge palm. But when they all came into contact, they spurted blood wildly.

The vast power on it far exceeds the chakra they have mastered.

But even so, there are still people who continue to flash out and contribute a little bit of power.

"Principal Gandalf, I have led the soldiers here!"

General Yang yelled not far away, and at this moment he also raised his hands high, clenching his teeth and insisting, all the bones and joints in his body were creaking.

"Qin has you, His Majesty will be very pleased!"

Gandalf sighed.

Qin Yi has always been famous for his benevolence, freedom, equality and sharing towards people in the country. Because of this, the people respect and respect him very much. In a country facing disaster, these ordinary people have also stood up and contributed their own strength.

Even though these forces are still weak in the face of the giant palm that is as big as the sky and the earth, but in the end, they won him a little bit of strength.

"Your strength is very useful, as long as you persist for a while, as long as you will."

"The old man will sacrifice himself and summon the power of the former king, and our country will be saved!"

Zhu Jian gritted his teeth, everyone was sweating profusely at this moment, and their bodies were covered with blood, but they still persisted.

"Mr. Gandalf please hurry! We cannot last long!"

Gandalf nodded, holding the staff in both hands, his face became extremely dignified and solemn.

"Although the old man is only a demigod as small as sand among the stars in the universe, he still has a sacrificial technique in his heart!"

"This technique!"

After a pause, Gandalf didn't say any more.

This technique was entrusted to him by the former king, in order to call for help in times of crisis. Although the king is mostly a ruthless person, the one he followed was just the opposite. Even after leaving, he still cared about his children.

However, this sacrificial technique uses his vitality to ignite the divine fire with vitality to obtain the momentary opportunity of the sacrifice.

With his eyes slightly closed, Gandalf slightly loosened his grip on the giant palm.

At this moment, the countless people supporting the big hands below spurted blood, fell to the ground, and disappeared instantly. The moment it disappeared, countless people stepped forward to make up for it.

At this moment, the more than two billion people in Qin State are united as one, swearing to defend their homeland to the death!

"A group of ants, the mantis is like a car, you are looking for death!"

Seeing this scene, Xuan Guizi was shocked, but still sneered.

He didn't expect that people in this world could block his power for such a long time. The fear in my heart is worthy of the world of kings, and only a Xinghua level civilization can possess such power.

The right hand suddenly stretched out, and then pressed down.

"boom!"

On the huge palm, the strength increased again.

It was also at this moment that Gandalf's robes fluttered in the wind, and his eyes suddenly opened.

"Sacrifice with your body, burn my divine fire!"

"Light the road with fire, and call my king!"

"Burn it up, my life!"

A heavy voice came from Gandalf's eyes, and a dazzling white light suddenly shone from his body, and the white flames burned more intensely in front of his staff.

In the void in front of it, there seems to be a gap of only one inch in size, twisted and twisted, extending to an unknown distance.

At this moment, Gandalf's vitality was burning crazily, and the inch-sized gap was also expanding rapidly, reaching the limit.

In just five short breaths, Gandalf's skin began to wrinkle, his beard and hair began to fall off, and his spirit was rapidly sluggish. His vitality was draining very quickly.

"Quick! Quick! Must find!"

Gandalf murmured.

His lips began to dry and crack, the flesh of his arms began to collapse, becoming thinner and thinner, and the blood and energy in his body were rapidly evaporating.

After five or six breaths, the people under the giant palm changed by fifteen waves,

Most of the people have already bent over and are standing firm.

At this moment, the mountains were smoothed out, the tsunami was flattened, and the sound of rattling could not stop falling into my ears. Everything in Qin was being smoothed out by this giant palm.

Finally, in Gandalf's increasingly blurred vision, he saw a specific scene appearing in the gap of an inch.

Mountains as high as ten thousand zhang are spread all over the world, countless huge trees stand on the ground, rivers are like seas, seas are like stars, and huge strange beasts are walking on the ground, making deafening vibrations. With just one glance, Gandalf could feel the shock and the intoxicating aura.

This is an incomparably vast world, far beyond his imagination.

All the scenes were flickering rapidly, and finally, an incomparably huge palace, as huge as a star, came into his eyes.

Then, in another flash, a middle-aged man with a jade crown on his head, dressed in a black dragon robe, and half lying on a dragon chair appeared behind the backs of tens of thousands of ministers who bowed their heads in awe and did not dare to raise their heads.

"His Majesty!"

Gandalf smiled when he saw the man.

Finally, he found it.

Afterwards, his vision was blurred, the gap of an inch disappeared, and his huge body crashed to the ground.

His vitality was exhausted, and Gandalf fell down.

"Gandalf!"

"Mr. Dean!"

Countless exclamations came out, and Gandalf's fall terrified everyone in Qin.

People can't imagine that such a powerful, unknown and kind old man fell down like this.

Hashirama closed her eyes, sad in her heart. Gandalf fell, and they were next.

This huge palm is hard to resist with the strength of everyone present.

Also at the same moment, in the magnificent and magnificent palace that Gandalf had seen before.

"Gandalf!"

The middle-aged man half lying on the king's chair was startled suddenly.

After a while, he sighed slightly.

"Is it a sacrificial technique?"

He moved to sit up.

"Your Majesty, you are unwell, you must not do this."

Next to him was a man in a green robe with an ancient sword slung around his waist, with bright eyes and insight into everything, he immediately advised.

"It's all right, Yi Tuo, Gandalf is the only help I leave for that kid."

"Now, he has used the technique of sacrificial sacrifice, that kid, but there is nothing left."

"I gave him life, and I should protect him once."

The middle-aged man's face was pale, and his body seemed to be very weak. Even when he got up from the dragon chair, he seemed to be slow, as if he was struggling, but his tone was extremely firm.

Yi Tuo's expression changed, he knew the meaning of His Majesty's words, and he had already made up his mind.

Normally, this His Majesty would call himself "I" no matter what he faced, but at this time, he actually mentioned "I". Moreover, the deep tenderness and care shining in his eyes at this moment also made him speechless.

In the eyes of the king, there is very little family affection and affection. This man he followed was an exception.