The fleet on the Third Prince's side was still recharged. He never expected that this group of earth creatures would be so crazy that they abandoned the warships and wanted to fight them in close combat!

Therefore, the Mu Dynasty army behind had already been dispatched, but the third prince was still charging the energy cannons of the warships.

The rhythm was disrupted all of a sudden.

At this point, the third prince, who was feeling cold in his heart, realized that a volley shot on the other side of the earth was just to test the strength of their defense.

"Stop charging, fight immediately, immediately!"

The third prince's reaction was very fast, and it was also a quick decision.

But it's still too late.

A group of ancient saints on Earth culled directly.

Taking action is a real masterpiece!

Lights blew up on the defensive light curtain of the Third Prince's Fleet.

This time... there was not a slight ripples.

But the sky collapses and the earth breaks!

The strong defensive light curtain of the warship was like paper under the attack of these ancient saints.

Vulnerable!

A group of ancient saints on Earth knocked down the huge warships of the Third Prince into scum!

This was just a blink of an eye, and at least fifty or sixty warships were broken.

Only the holy-level monks escaped.

All of those under the Saint level died instantly.

"ah!"

The third prince let out a crazy roar.

I was going to be madly angry.

It takes a long cycle to cultivate many technical talents in the fleet.

In the eyes of the third prince, those technical talents who operate warships are even as important as Saint-level generals!

But now he doesn't even have a chance to escape, and he is directly destroyed by others.

The ancient saints who barely escaped were not fortunate enough to be stunned by the attack on Earth!

How come there are so many holy-level masters on earth?

And their combat power... is clearly no different from the Emperor Star Power in the ancient times...?

The old-age powerful men of the Mu Dynasty's holy realm finally discovered that among the group of monks on Earth who had killed them, there were older figures from 60 million years ago.

They finally understood how powerful this power was.

The ones who are really weak... they should be!

The fat man manipulated the Fuxi Bagua Plate and constantly adjusted the huge Feng Shui situation in this void.

He was not familiar with this holy weapon and originally wanted the old men to operate it.

But the several thief ancestors who were thieves in the thief refused.

"This is your thing, this is your battle to become famous. Come on...we believe in you!"

After a group of irresponsible old men finished speaking, they rushed into the other party's crowd.

If you don’t know, you will definitely think that this is a group of terrifying war cultivators and a group of terrifying powerful people who have entered the Tao by fighting. No one would have thought that this is actually a group of saints who thieves.

It's really too fierce!

It's really old and stronger!

Although the fat man did not know enough about Fuxi's Bagua Plate, he was not ordinary mastery of various Feng Shui situations...especially the Feng Shui situations that kill people.

But a master!

With the blessing of Fuxi's Bagua Pan, he quickly set up a huge Feng Shui bureau.

Then he rushed to the eye of the formation and grabbed a monk from the Mu Dynasty and a knife, and directly cut off the other party's head.

Use the other party's blood to pour it on the eye of the formation in the void.

The terrifying starry sky Feng Shui situation was activated all of a sudden.

Seven or eight monks of the Mu Dynasty who were at the peak of the emperor died tragically on the spot.

An unlucky saint was also in the Feng Shui bureau and was directly trapped. His life functions were decreasing wildly, and he was so scared that he was scattered.

But there was no chance to ask for help at all.

The fat man sacrificed the Fuxi Bagua Plate and was beaten to death there!

Then he used holy blood to make the Feng Shui Bureau of the starry sky bigger!

A large amount of holy blood, like the roots of a big tree, dispersing countless branches in this void and flowing in different directions.

Then, a terrifying and unparalleled Feng Shui situation appeared in this starry sky.

No monk of the Mu Dynasty who entered this place was spared.

Whether it is a saint... or under a saint.

They were strangled one after another!

"That compass...isn't it mine?"

The third prince, who had just rushed out of the flagship, looked at the fat man holding the compass and showed his unparalleled power, and was almost so angry that he sprayed out a mouthful of blood again.

But immediately, he vomited blood because he saw Du Yu who was smashing people with a black gold elephant, the ancient saint Song Qing carrying a brush and killing him in a special way, and the Xiaoyue carrying a golden scimitar like a female war god...

Wow!

The third prince spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were red!

"My! That's all mine! You actually killed my people with my magic weapon!"

He rushed towards the other party like a madman.

Du Yu looked at him coldly, carefully holding the black and golden elephant in his hand.

The black gold elephant, who seemed as light as nothing, felt like he was connected with blood. He poured his magic power into it, and the whole black gold elephant instantly became as heavy as a vast star, hitting the third prince hard.

The armor on the third prince instantly burst out with a terrifying aura, and at the same time, an ancient inkstone was sacrificed by him.

Bang!

A powerful energy fluctuation suddenly broke out in the void.

Many people around were vomiting blood by the impact of this energy fluctuation.

The third prince's figure retreated one after another.

Song Qing on the other side suddenly glanced at this side: "That inkstone belongs to my family!"

As he said that, a mysterious aura burst out from Song Qing's body, and he directly recited a magic trick.

Bang!

A dazzling glory suddenly burst out from the inkstone.

The third prince let out a wow sound, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

The mental power he left on the inkstone was actually wiped out by the inkstone itself!

Caught out of control, he was directly injured by the backlash power, and his head was split and he screamed in pain.

The ancestor Song Qing waved his hand and the square inkstone hit the third prince's head.

The armor on the third prince flew out instantly, forming a huge shield to block there.

Boom!

The shield made of the armor was split into pieces and was smashed into pieces by the inkstone.

The third prince took this opportunity to turn into a stream of light and fled towards the headquarters.

But he roared unwillingly: "Why is this happening?"

The grade of that square inkstone is even half a grain higher than that brush.

It is his most beloved thing.

I used a lot of top-quality materials and time to warm up, but I never dreamed that it would bend on its own.

Moreover, the power that the inkstone burst out in his hands and the other party's hands was completely incomparable.

This feeling made the third prince even more depressed.

Du Yu held the black gold elephant and rushed forward with one horse. The army behind him formed countless small battle formations and rushed towards the Mu Dynasty's army frantically.

The Demon Saint Xue led the army of the demon clan to kill wildly!
To be continued...