Old Monster Li tried his best, he used up the last trace of strength, exhausted the last trace of life essence.
But after all, it was difficult for manpower to reverse this trend, and he was defeated.
The Terrans are clear at a glance, and they are ready to fight their lives.
Old Monster Li looked at them, and they also looked at Old Monster Li.
Old Monster Li saw the determination in their eyes, no Terran retreated, and no Terran succumbed.
He grinned, and he was relieved.
There is great hope for such a race.
Even though all the Terrans here have fallen today, there is no one in the Terrans, and they are all killed in battle.
This is the best expression of honor for a monk.
Qu He frowned suddenly, as he sensed that Old Monster Li's vitality was fading at a terrifying rate.
He understood that Old Monster Li had come to the end of his life, and no one could stop it.
However, Qu He would not be so cheap to him, he raised his big hand and stepped towards the other party's head fiercely.
Old Monster Li must die in his own hands, this is the price he must pay for insulting himself.
At the moment when his big foot was about to step on the feet of Old Monster Li, a vast force surged.
That power burst in suddenly, ignoring the rules around him.
This made his face change greatly, but then the old monster Li under his feet disappeared.
"Who" Qu He said angrily.
"Me."
A handsome young man walked out of the void, holding in his arms the old monster Li who had run out of oil and lamp.
Qu He's eyes froze, and he saw something in this young man's body.
And all these things made him feel uneasy.
There is a maturity in this teenager that his peers do not have, and his eyes are very cold and calm, and few things seem to affect his emotions.
It was unusual for such a look to appear on a young man's face, he was very old and spicy, so he could see at a glance the cultivation age of this young man.
This is another demon.
That's how he could define it.
In this era, there are not many people who can be condemned as demons, because in Qu He's eyes, this young man's cultivation years are too short.
Zi Yao can also be regarded as a rising star of the younger generation, although he can suppress this teenager now, it is only a matter of time before he overtakes him.
Of course, it would be unfair to define a demon just by the years of cultivation.
But what Qu He felt just now, he felt the two heavenly rules.
Space rules, time rules.
Although he had just stepped into the threshold of the Heavenly Rule, it was enough to make him frightened and inexplicable.
As we all know, the Blue Eyed Clan's Long Yi achieved the supreme position by virtue of the law of space, while the Terran Contrarian Son achieved the supreme position by virtue of the law of time.
But this little demon in front of him has two major laws, how can he not be frightened, how can he not be afraid.
He is now capable of suppressing the other party, but once the other party steps into the eighty-first step ladder, then he believes that in a few years, he will be overtaken by him.
"Who are you?"
Qu asked in a deep voice.
"You don't need to know."
Ping Sifang shook his head and said.
"Why" Qu He's face sank, and he had a bad feeling in his heart, and he looked around in disbelief.
With a bang, the void cracked, and a plane gate descended.
A column of soldiers came out of it wearing star armor, their aura not strong compared to the monks present, and they did not have much deterrent power.
But their breath is the same, like a steel fortress.
One by one, they changed color, and they saw that this was not an independent individual, but an army.
Army Who in the heavens and all the worlds has such strength and has such a golden immortal-level army.
Zi Yao glanced at the column of troops, and immediately turned around and left.
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But soon he stopped, for behind him, at some point, a monk appeared.
A smile appeared at the corner of Wuchen's mouth and said, "I'm in such a hurry, where are I going?"
Zi Yao's face changed slightly, but he still forced himself to calm down: "Naturally, I want to go where I need to go."
As he spoke, he divided thousands of figures and broke through towards the front.
Zi Yao was very smart, he understood that if he didn't break through, then he wouldn't be able to leave.
"But isn't it a little inappropriate for you to leave like this?"
With a flick of the sleeves of the dustless robe, an invisible barrier appeared out of thin air.
The thousands of figures were all blocked, shattered, and finally became one.
"I have no grievances with you, why do you want to force each other everywhere," Zi Yao said angrily.
He was shocked that Wuchen's strength was very strong, and he was angry that they were surrounded, which meant that he lost the opportunity to break through.
All the monks present were stunned.
It's not that there are no clans in the Golden Immortal-level army, but they don't appear casually.
But the number of such troops is generally not too much, but what is the situation.
There are ten in a row, but in a few breaths, more than a hundred columns have been walked out.
Then it adds up to a thousand golden immortals, and their individual combat ability is not as good as the strong people present, but when it comes to the technique of combined attack, the monks present can't compare to it in any way.
Qu and his face were like ashes, and his fists clenched and released.
After repeating this several times, I finally sighed in despair.
There was still a steady stream of troops from that plane, and he didn't know how many there were, but he knew that he and his people didn't want to leave today.
Zi Yao clenched his teeth, looking at Wuchen's gaze, he almost breathed fire.
He wanted to make a move, but he didn't dare.
Not to mention that he is not necessarily Wuchen's opponent, not to mention that there are hundreds of golden immortals standing behind Wuchen.
He can make a move, but he believes that the moment he makes a move, he will be bombarded into slag by that team.
Gradually, the strong people in the field became numb.
They had to retreat again and again, because there were so many Terrans present.
I don't know how long it took for the door of that plane to slowly close. lakh An army of 100,000 Golden Immortals This number made it difficult for every monk to breathe.
What exactly does such an army want to do here.
Could it be that the Terrans want to cut off the path of trial of other races?
But if they really do this, aren't they afraid of provoking those races?
They don't know, but they know one thing, that is, if Wuchen wants to, none of the strong people present will be able to escape.
The 100,000 soldiers were silent and stood there silently.
"What are you going to do" Qu He looked at the square and screamed.
"Killing people pays for their lives, rightly so."
Ping Sifang said lightly.
"But you're a massacre."
Qu He retorted.
"Well, yes."
Ping Quartet did not refute, and responded directly.
Qu He didn't say anything anymore, because Ping Quartet had already made it clear that he wanted to kill them.
Then no matter how much they argue, it is pointless.
"Aren't you afraid of my Protoss's revenge" Zi Yao didn't want to die, but looking at the dense 100,000 soldiers, he was really powerless.
It was an asymmetrical war, and they simply had no power to fight back.
Qu He didn't dare to move, the surrounding gods didn't dare to move, and he Zi Yao didn't dare to move either.
"After so many years, the revenge of the Protoss has not been less" Wuchen said lightly: "But the result is that the Terran is not good." ” "Guys, send them on their way."
Dustless glanced at the audience and waved his hand.
There was no suspense, and the formation formed by hundreds of Protoss powerhouses was as fragile as a blank piece of paper, and it was wiped out under the combined attack formation of the Huaxia monks.
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Qu He died, Zi Yao died, and the hundreds of arrogant Protoss monks also died.
There was silence in the audience, and not a single monk dared to make a sound.
This army is too domineering, and when it comes up, it will give the Protoss a total annihilation.
They were worried, they were going under the knife.
Many monks are speculating about the origin of this army, but it involves the Son of Heaven, and how they deduced it.
Tang Qiu propped up his body and came to Wuchen's face, and said respectfully: "Thank you for saving you." ” "Everyone is a human race, and we should help each other."
Wuchen took out a jade bottle from his arms and handed it out.
Tang Qiu took a look, his face couldn't help but change, he hurriedly pushed it over, and exclaimed, "This is too precious, I can't ask for it." ” Wuchen didn't answer, shook his head and said: "In my opinion, the elixir is dead, and people are alive."
No matter how valuable the elixir is, it is not used to save people. ” Tang Qiu immediately realized that there was something in Wuchen's words, and asked tentatively, "I don't know where you came from."
"Will be the prime minister."
Wuchen has no intention of hiding, in fact, this kind of thing can't be hidden, he believes that it won't be long before all the heavens and all worlds will be shocked.
Tang Qiu couldn't help but be stunned, Qing Xuan established a vast immortal court, and made no secret of his determination to win the title of the co-master of the human race.
Originally, the Son of Heaven also had the strength to fight, but he chose to dodge, leaving many strong people who were interested in following him looking for no way.
Now it seems that the Son of Heaven is not without that ambition, and now he has publicly let 100,000 of his subordinates show up, probably just to deliver a message.
He returned against the Son of Heaven.
"I don't know what about Your Excellency the Son of Heaven," Tang Qiu asked in a low voice.
"Right here."
Wuchen pointed upward.
Tang Qiu was startled, he couldn't help but look at it, and when he finally found that he had found nothing, he asked in a low voice: "I don't know what plan His Excellency the Son of Heaven has?"
Wuchen smiled, Tang Qiu did not shy away from asking such words, which proved that he had the idea of following the Son of Heaven.
"Training."
"Do you train these 100,000 soldiers?"
asked Tang Qiu.
"Not bad."
"Where to practice, you shouldn't let them go through this trial path" Tang Qiu was frightened by his own thoughts, he admitted that these monks cultivated well, but if it was said that they were going to break through the trial path, most of them were not qualified.
"Eighty-one worlds, isn't this the best place to train soldiers" Wuchen nodded and said seriously
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