When Mo He felt the stars trembling slightly under his feet, and the strong power of the stars began to permeate, Mo He knew that another battle with the Lingzu had begun.
Same as last time, Mo He's line of sight was pulled to a high place under the action of the formation, reaching a perspective where he could overlook the whole situation. At the same time, a voice came into his ear, telling him the next battle What should be done.
Mo He looked at the side of the Starfield of the Spirit Race, and he saw a wave of fire rushing towards the Human Race in front of the Starfield of the Spirit Race.
This fire wave is completely composed of meteors, and the black dots that can be seen in it are burning meteorites. This attack method is the usual attack method of the spirit race.
On the side of the human camp, the formation composed of countless stars also diffused layers of starlight at this time, like waves, spreading out in circles to meet the oncoming wave of fire.
In Mo He's eyes, the star field belonging to the human race was divided into many colors again. According to the tasks that the star field he was in had to undertake, Mo He manipulated his two puppets and immediately flew out of the stars under his feet.
When Mo He was flying towards the direction of the battlefield, in the open area of the stars in front of him, the fire waves composed of meteors had already collided with the starlight, and the light produced by the collision of the two illuminated The starry sky in front of him also made Mo He control the primordial mind of the two puppets, so he couldn't help but slow down slightly.
Suddenly, Mo He heard rolling thunder in his ears, and then, above the star field on the side of the Spirit Race, a dazzling thunder light rose up. In the thunder light, a giant thunder god with an incalculable size, Appeared from the thunder.
Seeing this familiar thunder god, Mo He felt the pressure from the other party, which was definitely stronger than the last time, or last time, the other party was just holding back his strength and preparing to fight against him. To deliver a fatal blow at a critical moment is now the real strength of the opponent.
"A strong man in the Golden Immortal Realm actually made a move at the very beginning of the battle!" Mo He looked at the huge Thunder God and thought with some surprise in his heart.
At the same time, Mo He also hesitated, whether he should continue to control the two puppets and marched towards the battlefield. If he continued to advance, if he encountered a strong person in the Golden Immortal Realm and made a move, even if he was swept away by the aftermath of the opponent's attack, Then these two puppets will definitely be lost.
When Mo He was hesitating, he heard the voice of the commander from the human side again from the perspective of the formation, telling them, the immortals, to stop in place for the time being and stop rushing forward.
Hearing this voice, Mo He felt relieved. After all, the two brand new puppets don't need to be destroyed in vain. If he goes to the battlefield twice and loses the puppets both times, even if he gets a new one The puppet will also feel a little embarrassed.
Just when Mo He stopped, the voice of the giant god of thunder in the thunder was clearly transmitted to Mo He's ears in the starry sky where the sound could not be transmitted.
"Shang Chan, come out and fight with me!"
The sound was like thunder and thunder, and it came to Mo He's ears. It made him control the puppet's primordial thoughts, and he felt like he was about to be shaken away.
That is to say, Mo He's strength has improved a little compared to the last battle, so in the end, these two primordial thoughts still hold on.
Mo He's ability to hold on does not mean that all the real immortals who control the puppets can hold on. Some puppets, amidst the rolling thunder, the primordial thoughts that control the puppets were scattered by the other party's sound. Then the puppet lost control and stopped quietly in the starry sky.
The sound of this thunder giant god was obviously intentional. The way of thunder not only has the power of thunder, but also contains the wrath of thunder, which is also a powerful attack method.
From the point of view of strength, this move of the thunder giant god seems a bit unrespectful, but from the standpoint of the two races now, there is no problem with such a move. The two races are originally hostile to each other, and the means are natural. It is omnipotent.
That is to say, since the human race had the ancestor of good fortune, they have maintained a delicate balance in fighting each other, and both sides will take care of a lot. The strong above the golden fairy realm generally will not attack the strong below the golden fairy. Before, at that time, there were not so many scruples. If there is an opportunity to bully the weak, all ethnic groups will not let it go.
After the giant thunder god yelled this, Shang Chan's figure appeared in the starry sky on the human side. He was dressed in golden light, as if he was an immortal god. Beside him, two coins surrounded his body continuously. The rotation seems to be evolving a magical Taoist rhyme.
Mo He didn't hear Shang Chan speak, but as Shang Chan walked forward step by step, the voice of the giant thunder god sounded again.
"Okay, in the small world, I will definitely win or lose with you!"
This sound was still like thunder and thunder, and the sound came to the ears, and there were some puppets controlled by real immortals, and the primordial thoughts were shaken away.
After this sound, the eight arms on the back of the giant thunder god were simultaneously surrounded by thunder, and the eight colors of thunder gathered in his palm, and then the eight arms moved forward together, combining the eight colors of thunder. Arrived at one place.
In the starry sky in front of him, it seemed as if a crack had been torn open at this time. There was a ray of light coming out of the crack. Through this ray of light, it seemed that in the crack, there was a Gray and white, there is a space where electric light flickers faintly.
On Shang Chan's side, the two coins that were constantly rotating around him spun in front of him at the same time, and then the two coins with different styles were attached to each other. Shang Chan gently stretched out his hand, Holding the two coins seems to separate the two coins.
At the same time as he pulled the two coins away, a crack was torn open in the starry sky in front of him, and a golden light leaked out of it, but he couldn't see clearly what was inside.
After the two cracks appeared, they quickly spread forward. In the end, the two cracks were connected with each other, and then the thunder giant and Shang Chan fell into the cracks at the same time, and then the cracks disappeared.
Looking at this scene, Mo He couldn't help yearning for it. This is the power of the strong in the Golden Immortal Realm, who can easily open up a space as their battlefield.
Just after Thunder Giant God and Shang Chan opened up a space as their battleground, in the star field of the Spirit Race, two rays of light, one gold and one blue, rose again. In the golden light, there was a man with wings on his back. The spirit clan golden fairy, and the spirit clan female cultivator in the blue light, and the ten orbs floating beside her impressed Mo He very deeply.
The appearance of these two Golden Immortals was obviously inviting a battle against the strong on the human race side. Now on the Human Race side, another strong Golden Immortal appeared immediately.
This strong Jinxian is wearing an ordinary Taoist robe, and his appearance looks ordinary. Even when he appears here now, he still feels ordinary, unlike other strong Jinxians. With just one glance, you can get a sense of the other party's demeanor.
If there is anything extraordinary about this golden immortal strongman of the human race, it should be that he is a golden immortal strongman. He looks too ordinary, the kind that if you put it in the crowd, you may not notice it at all. that feeling.
After this strong Jinxian appeared, the two Jinxians from the Spirit Race looked at each other, and then the female cultivator from the Spirit Race took a step forward and looked at the Jinxian from the Human Race for a few breaths. Then the two used their means at the same time to tear a crack in the starry sky, just like the Thunder God and Shang Chan just now, they chose to open a battlefield to fight.
Now, on the side of the spirit race, there is also a strong Jinxian, and on the side of the human race, a space crack opened in the starry sky, and a golden fairy in white clothes with a long sword slanted behind his back walked out of it, a typical Taiyi sword. Zong Jianxiu dressed up.
The remaining two, just like the two pairs of golden immortals just now, opened up a small space to fight without saying a word.
Within a dozen or so breaths, the three pairs of strong men in the Golden Immortal Realm had already started fighting each other. The commander on the human side had already begun to quickly calculate in his mind, guessing what the spirit tribe wanted to do, So for a while, there was no order to tell the immortals on the human side what to do.
On the side of the Spirit Race, after the three Golden Immortals and the Human Race's Golden Immortals opened up battles with each other, they were not affected at all, and launched a meteor shower again, gathering into a wave of flames, heading towards The star field of the human race rushed.
Mo He saw from a high-altitude perspective that there were clearly a few huge stars in the sea of meteors and flames launched by the Spirit Race this time, and they were the kind of stars condensed by flames, mixed with these meteors. Among them, they rushed towards the human star field together.
Noticing these stars condensed by flames, Mo He's heart shuddered. Any one of these stars condensed by flames, if the power contained in them erupts, its power cannot be underestimated, even if it is True immortals, when confronted head-on, are in danger of dying!
And after the fire wave formed by this meteor, Mo He also saw a large number of strange-looking spirit races, following closely behind, rushing towards the human star field.
At this time, the vague pressure that Mo He felt in the Starfield of the Spirit Race also became clear, as if the other party was ready to attack at any time.
Mo He felt a little uneasy in his heart. He could only pray now. It is best for this powerful man of the Spirit Race not to notice his small role. .