The starlight is all over the void, as if the lamps are lit, there are thousands of them, densely packed and flickering, filled with incomparable mystery, as if there is an indescribable Taoist rhyme.
Immediately, I saw Xiu Cheng's ten fingers pointing out one after another, and a little bit of starlight burst out immediately, turning into meteors and bursting out of the sky, just like a meteor shower, so magnificent, spectacular, but full of murderous intent.
Wherever they passed, whether it was the warriors of the Celestial Human Race or the Ancient Demon Race, they were hit one after another. Those below the Great Emperor level had no resistance at all, and were directly penetrated and shot to death. Inevitably hurt.
Only top-level emperors and extreme-level emperors can resist it.
With one blow, thousands of casualties were immediately caused, which is amazing. Every meteor is so precise, as if possessing spiritual wisdom, it will avoid its own people and shoot and kill the enemy.
This is Xiu Cheng's application skills after mastering the second stage of Yixin Jue after mastering the Yixin Ten Artistic Conceptions, which is very superb.
"It's a pity that I couldn't fight side by side with you." Xiu Cheng secretly regretted while mobilizing the power of the stars to kill the enemy.
What he regretted was the Wushuang Excalibur Emperor Chen Zong, because he found Chen Zong before, and what he found was an incarnation, and he already vaguely knew that Chen Zong's deity was closed to death, which means that he would not leave the test unless he broke through.
It hasn't appeared yet, and it seems that there is still no breakthrough.
Demigod Realm!
How can it be so easy to break through? Over the years, Xiu Cheng has been constantly comprehending, looking for an opportunity to break through, but unfortunately, he couldn't find it, and he didn't have the slightest clue.
Xiu Cheng, who was showing great power, was targeted by a clone of a god. It was the clone of the god of the mountain. He punched him with a punch, and the fist imprint was like a mountain of gods. The astonishing threat was so oppressive that Xie Cheng was almost suffocated, and his expression changed unconsciously.
With a low shout, hundreds of starlights suddenly flickered, bursting into incomparable light, directly condensing into one, and blasting away with one finger like a comet piercing through the sky.
But the moment the comet collided with Shenshan's fist, it was immediately shattered, and Shenshan's fist paused slightly, and it came like a smashing bamboo.
Xiu Cheng's expression became more dignified, the starlight on his body exploded to the extreme in an instant, as dazzling as a real sun, and immediately bombarded away with his horizontal push with his palm.
It was astonishing as if the falling of the real sun, directly collided with the Shenshan fist, and after a slight pause, the real sun cracked and shattered, turning into countless streamers and impacting in all directions. When the killing came, Xiu Cheng immediately seized the opportunity to avoid it.
However, the avatar of Shenshan Celestial God has already set its sights on Xiu Cheng, and it is as unstoppable as the ancient Shenshan. It directly puts Xiu Cheng at a disadvantage, and when he is hit by his punch, the starlight on his body is shattered, and the power is extremely tyrannical Under the bombardment, Xiu Cheng was directly sent flying upside down, vomiting blood.
The ultimate level emperor, even the extreme level emperor like Xiu Cheng, is still no match for the god clone. The difference in the nature of his own strength is obvious, and coupled with the difference in realm, the strength varies greatly.
For a while, Xiu Cheng was directly suppressed, but with his own extraordinary strength, he still reluctantly dealt with it. It was not until the two top-level emperors came to join forces, and the three emperors formed a formation, that they managed to resist the attack of the Shenshan god clone. It is very difficult to support the attack.
The human race, the original race, the sea race, the demon race, the celestial race, the giant race, the ancient monster race, the ancient demon race, the gods and demons, etc. are fighting endlessly. The giants, the ancient demons, the ancient demons, and the gods and demons are temporarily regarded as one camp. The human race, which had initially gained the upper hand because of the reinforcements from the sea race, gradually fell into the disadvantaged again.
The situation has changed again and again, with ups and downs, and the pressure has become more intense.
The roaring sound suddenly exploded, extremely huge and extremely shocking, a group of terrifying force exploded, sweeping all directions and devouring everything.
It was a human emperor who blew himself up.
Knowing that the opponent is not a clone of God, he blew himself up decisively, hoping to exchange his life for the fall of a clone of God. The power of the emperor-level powerhouse's self-destruction is extremely amazing, and the coverage is extremely wide. Swallow it at once, and destroy it under the rage of terrible power.
A self-detonation directly killed hundreds of alien warriors, but a figure rushed out from the tyrannical power of the self-destruction, it was the avatar of God.
The emperor-level self-destruction is still difficult to kill the god clone, and it doesn't even seem to cause any damage.
Among the original human races today, there are indeed a lot more emperor-level powerhouses than a hundred years ago, more than forty in total, but forty emperor-level powerhouses appear so insignificant on such a battlefield.
When it comes to the number of emperor-level powerhouses, the original human race is actually less than the three powerful races of the ancient universe era. They also have god clones that are more powerful than the emperor-level, which is extremely terrifying and difficult to resist.
There are more emperor-level powerhouses on the sea side than the original human race combined, there are hundreds of them, but after they are dispersed, they can only reinforce the original human race, and it is difficult to form an absolute advantage. There are ancient monsters, ancient demons and gods and demons intruding indiscriminately, and the hostile side of the human race intensifies the pressure.
kill kill kill!
The killing was staged, and the death abounded.
Bombarded by countless powers, it is not so easy to kill a true saint-level powerhouse, but it is also very difficult to survive on the battlefield. Once most of the power is consumed and it is difficult to recover quickly, the consequence is to be killed. The other attack hits and enters to die.
The battlefield, especially a battlefield of such a large scale, is like a meat grinder, strangling everything frantically.
People are being killed every moment, either from the original human race or from a foreign race.
Under the fierce battle, the situation gradually became clear. The human race, the original race, and the sea race were at a disadvantage, retreating steadily. Even if there was a large formation to help, they could only support for a little longer.
"Surrender. At that time, our race will divide a territory for the survival of your original human race." Daheitian Demon God said, his voice was extremely dark, the darkness was to the extreme, and as soon as he spoke, it seemed that the light in the void disappeared. There is endless darkness descending.
This is to ask the original people of the human race to surrender and submit to them.
Demarcating a territory for the survival of the original race is nothing more than keeping them in captivity and being controlled and used by them.
May I ask, how could the original race of the human race agree
"Even if my human race dies, I will never surrender." A human demigod said angrily.
"Then just wait for death." Eternal Ice Demon God sneered.
Judging from the current situation, this may indeed be the case.
Bad consequences.
Even with the help of the Sea Clan, the original human race was at a disadvantage, with constant casualties and heavy losses.
However, the demigods were helpless. They were restrained by the demigods of the ancient demon clan and the god-devil clan before, so they had no time to distract their avatars, let alone refine their god avatars.
You must know that refining the avatar of God will weaken one's own strength within a certain period of time, at least half of it.
If their strength drops by half, how can they resist the demigod attacks of the three powerful clans including the ancient demon? They will be directly breached and endanger the safety of the clansmen.
As for now, it is impossible to refine any god clone.
Once this is done, then the alien demigods will attack directly, and it may be difficult to kill them, but given the difference in strength, it is not impossible to suppress them.
If it is suppressed, the race that loses the protection of the demigod will immediately break away from the status of a strong race, become a weak race, and then be enslaved by a foreign race. Life and death are controlled by it, and life is better than death.
For a while, the demigods were also helpless. They had a lot of strength, but they couldn't do anything about it.
Even if there is a series of large formations that have spent decades and countless resources carefully arranged, they will not be able to reverse the situation. At most, it will increase the strength of the original army of the human race. If the overall increase is a few percent, it is equivalent to casting a long-lasting formation without side effects. The secret of time.
If this is the case, there is no way to reverse the situation of the battle. At most, it is just a little more time, so that it will not be completely defeated so soon.
Despair gradually spread with the constant deaths, casting a shadow over the minds of the original tribe and even the sea tribe. In such a gloomy, morale began to be affected and gradually fell.
"Hahahaha, human race, surrender."
"Everything is just a futile struggle. Surrender, surrender and don't kill."
The aliens were laughing unceasingly as they shot, very rampant and very proud.
"My human race will never surrender." Ling Luo, a disciple of War Demon, wearing a pair of hideous gloves, shouted violently, but his seemingly petite body burst out with amazing power, and he punched out with one punch. The domineering and destructive power that smashed everything was astonishing, and it was countless times stronger than what Chen Zong saw back then.
With that punch, he immediately blasted a foreign powerhouse into scum, and he couldn't even recover. Today's Ling Luo, although not the emperor level, is already the top god-level powerhouse, sweeping all directions with a pair of iron fists.
But in the next breath, a foreign emperor made a move, and knocked Ling Luo into the air with one blow. He vomited blood continuously, his body collapsed, and most of his strength was consumed, and he was almost killed on the spot.
"Go to hell." The alien emperor sneered and slapped Ling Luo hard as if he wanted to kill a fly.
This palm is powerful and heavy, with a mighty wind and cloud, as if the power of a thousand mountains smashed everything, the void was directly suppressed and solidified, like a piece of iron, in which it was difficult for people to move, and several god-level bodies collapsed on the spot Lingluo couldn't dodge, but could only grit his teeth and burst out with all his strength, punching desperately.
Even if it is death, it is not the death of sitting and waiting, but the death of fighting to the end.
From within that seemingly petite body, an incomparable and astonishing spirit burst out unexpectedly, as if breaking the original shackles and impacting to a higher level.
It was a feeling of breaking the limit, but unfortunately, there was no chance, because I was about to die, and I died here.
"She will not die, and the human race will not be defeated."
Very abruptly, a voice sounded suddenly, it seemed very light, but very clear.
(end of this chapter)