Upper Bound.
The sky and the earth collapsed, mountains collapsed and rivers dried up.
The Demon Ancestor sat proudly on the throne made up of countless corpses and dead bones, looking down on the world with all his hair.
Below are the heads of the top ten immortal sect powerhouses, and the head of the master of the eternal sect, surrounded by millions of demon troops, which set off his aloof and domineering aura particularly strongly.
"Jie jie jie!"
"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"
The joyful laughter of the great revenge resounded in the sky.
"Wow!"
Suddenly, a basin of cold water burst, Mo Zu woke up from his dream instantly.
Damn it!
It turned out to be a dream!
Why.
What happened in the dream may only appear in the dream.
"what happened… "
Mozu's thinking gradually became clear, and he found himself in a streamer enchantment, so he covered his forehead that seemed to burst.
Wait a moment!
How could I have hands!
Mozu's memory is still stuck in performing the Great Shuttle Technique.
This is a kind of supernatural power in the secret magic seal. When encountering danger, the soul can be quickly separated from the body, thus hiding in the deep space.
One hundred thousand years ago, he used it. Although he was spotted and blocked by the top ten immortal sect powerhouses, he managed to escape a wisp of remnant soul and was able to be resurrected.
It went well this time, but…
Mozu lowered his head, looked at his thick arms, then raised his head with difficulty, and saw himself through the reflection of the mirror-like barrier, he was so startled that he took a few steps back, and almost blurted out: "Who is this ugly monster?"
The body he now occupies is much stronger than the previous one, but his face is extremely ferocious and looks very scary, just like the orcs in a certain game, especially the green skin all over his body, more like a certain character in a certain movie. giant.
"what happened… "
"What's the matter… "
The Demon Ancestor clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flickering with overwhelming anger.
Exercising the great shuttle technique of the magic seal to run out of the perfect body, but when he woke up, his soul was placed on an extremely ugly monster, which made him really hard to understand and unacceptable!
"drop!"
"Vital signs are normal."
"The potential development is normal."
"Strength 6200."
Suddenly, a voice came from within the enchantment.
"who!"
Demon Ancestor hurriedly became vigilant and said, "Who is talking!"
"call!"
At this moment, the surrounding barriers disappeared out of thin air, and a building that he couldn't describe appeared in his field of vision. Standing beside him were several warriors in tight clothing, holding various small books in their hands, as if they were doing statistics.
"who are you?"
Mozu's eyes turned cold, and his entire face looked even more terrifying.
"tread!"
A middle-aged man in a neat military uniform came from outside. There was a regular sound of leather boots touching the ground, and then he sat down on the seat directly in front of him, clasped his hands in white gloves, and said lightly: "The Star Spirit Realm , First Fleet."
"Astral world?"
The expression on Mo Zu's face changed from vigilant to dull.
In the previous meeting held in the Holy City, he heard the report from his subordinates, and learned that the invading warship seemed to come from the star spirit world.
Exerting supernatural powers to drill into the void, how could I meet him
this matter.
We have to start with Goonsang using the power of the system.
In short, gaining great power also brought many unpredictable problems.
"listen."
The middle-aged man said indifferently: "I am the captain of the First Fleet. You can call me the general, or you can call me the master, because, from today on, you are my slave, number 9527."
slave
Mozu's eyes flickered with anger, and he rushed forward with big strides. His green and thick arms pressed over him, and he said angrily, "Go to hell!"
"Protect the general!"
"Swipe! Swipe! Swipe!"
A few guards next to the middle-aged man rushed to protect the front, but they still couldn't hold back the powerful punch and were instantly sent flying.
Ga!
Mo Zu suddenly stood in place, staring blankly at the fist.
This power, this strength.
I... Could it be that I have recovered 60% of my cultivation
The middle-aged man said indifferently: "Although your soul body is very weak, your potential is very high, so it will be stimulated soon after you fuse with the first-level corpse attendant."
Corpse? Fusion
Although Mozu's mind is a little messed up.
But I roughly guessed that the sudden recovery of nearly 60% of my strength may have something to do with this guy.
"I made you stronger."
The middle-aged man said: "Isn't it natural to be a slave?"
His tone was always flat, even with obvious disdain, as if he had entered the role-playing of the 'master'.
"..."
The Demon Ancestor was furious.
It is a shame and a shame for the majestic master of the Demonic Clan to be treated as a slave!
"die!"
"Hoo hoo!"
The powerful demonic energy howled and exploded, and the violent power gathered in the right fist, and the strength close to the peak of the truth-seeking realm exploded completely.
Based on the strength of the Demon Ancestor at this time, facing Jun Changxiao and the powerhouses of the two clans again, although it may not be a sure win, but if you want to run away, you don't need to use the extremely risky magic seal secret method at all.
"call!"
The wind howled and the air froze.
However, just as the powerful iron fist came over, the middle-aged man lightly raised his hand to catch it, and said indifferently: "Article 9 of the Law of the Star Spirit World, example 23, slaves are not allowed to attack their masters, otherwise Deprive of life."
"you… "
Mozu's eyes widened.
This person has not shown any breath since he appeared, and he can easily catch his full strength blow, and even feels powerless as if he punched cotton with a heavy punch!
"Because you are not a creature from the astral world."
The general let go of his hand and said flatly, "I will forgive you once."
"call!"
"call!"
Mo Zu once again mobilized all his strength, pouring it into his left arm and right arm respectively, and started bombarding the nearby pear blossoms like a rainstorm.
"brush!"
Suddenly, the middle-aged man waved his sleeves lightly, clasped his hands first, then pressed them on his chest, and clasped the other hand on his neck to raise it high, and said coldly: "Don't take your temper, challenge me!" patience."
One look, extremely domineering.
The restrained Demon Ancestor had intense fear in his eyes.
It doesn't matter the realm, even if I was at the peak a hundred thousand years ago, seeing this look would definitely send a chill down my back.
third step!
He must be the third step! !
"Plop!"
The middle-aged man threw the Demon Ancestor on the ground, patted his slightly wrinkled military uniform, and said, "Your potential has not been fully tapped, so let's recuperate in the health cabin."
After all, he turned and left.
"Oh, right."
Stopping at the door, he said calmly: "As a slave, you must have the consciousness of a slave. If you dare to commit the following crimes, I will easily take away your cultivation base and... your soul."
Until watching the middle-aged man's back completely disappear, Mozu clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flickered with anger, and said, "Damn it!"
In the next few days, he gradually got used to the main battleship and realized the benefits of the health cabin. After that, he suppressed all his unhappiness and unwillingness, and began to practice meditation.
slave
I don't agree!
But if you can restore your cultivation as soon as possible, why not take advantage of it!
"boom!"
In the testing room, Mozu punched the barrier.
"drop!"
"Combat power 6700."
The middle-aged man sitting outside nodded and said: "In just a few days, you have increased by 500, and your potential has been tapped well. After a while, you will conquer the upper realm with the master, and you should perform well."
really!
This guy is going to invade the upper world just like the previous warship!
"very good."
Back in the cabin where he lived, looking through the window at the extremely dark starry sky, Mozu's ugly face gradually turned grim.
"Ten Immortal Sects!"
"Eternal Sect!"
"When the ancestor returns again, he will destroy you with his own hands!"
"Jie jie jie!"
"Jie jie jie jie!"
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the door was kicked open.
A few soldiers came up and beat and kicked him, yelling: "The clothes are not washed, the dishes are not washed, you still have the face to giggle here!"
"I'm going! I'm going!"