Near the space jump port leading to the Paradise Star Territory, continuous explosions erupted like crazy.
All the officers and soldiers of the First Fleet Group of the Earth Federation Army's Paradise Planet Expeditionary Force, who were responsible for defending the confrontation with the Roman fleet at the jump port, were stunned. They saw one after another strange flashes of light passing through the dark space.
The Roman warships on the opposite side continued to explode one after another. The explosions came so fast and violently that the Roman warships were shattered into pieces like paper, and not even a lifeboat could escape.
A large Roman comprehensive fleet, with fifty-seven new Roman first-class battleships, 347 second-class battleships, and nearly a thousand third-class battleships and various auxiliary battleships, was formed in less than a day.
It was wiped out in a few minutes of violent strikes. The strange stream of light continued to sweep through the void, and the wreckage of the Roman fleet continued to explode. In the end, the largest remaining fragment of the huge fleet was only the size of an ordinary person's head.
Finally, the light and shadow dissipated, and dozens of strange figures with high crowns, wide sleeves and shining hands were quietly suspended in the wreckage of the smashed Roman fleet.
The commander of the Earth Federation fleet screamed: "It's the legendary group of people... Ha, they participated in the war, they actually participated in the war! Send the order, block the entire jump port! Kill the Romans!"
The Earth Fleet quickly began to deploy defenses towards the space jump port. A large number of armed satellites took off from the mothership, turning their round bodies and spreading around the jump port.
A fleet composed of twenty Nantianmen-class battleships and nearly a hundred Beitianmen-class battleships, plus more than 300 large and small auxiliary ships, slid quietly through space, and dozens of strange figures quickly disappeared into it.
A Nantianmen battleship, the fleet suddenly accelerated and crossed the space jump port at full speed.
In the Paradise Star Territory, dozens of small squadrons of the Earth Federation and the Romans are fighting in full swing. The Earth fleet has an advantage in the armor and power engines of the battleships, while the Roman battleships maintain their traditional advantages in high-energy weapons and energy shields.
, the overall strength of the warships on both sides is equal, and the fight is inseparable.
The small fleet crossed space at full speed. All the Roman warships fell one after another along the way. Hundreds of new warships were easily destroyed. The heavy losses immediately alarmed the Roman command headquarters.
The fleet rushed into the atmosphere of the Paradise Star, and floated arrogantly directly above the headquarters of the Roman Paradise Star Expeditionary Force. Numerous Roman defensive forts from far and near locked the fleet, and nearly a thousand large and small Roman battleships were surrounded at high altitude and near the ground.
captured this fleet, but no Roman dared to order an attack.
Because a man, tall and burly, wearing a coarse robe, with a blue complexion, the Corpse Emperor, floated majestically above the fleet's flagship. His cold and ruthless eyes glanced around, but it was like a sharp knife that struck him fiercely.
This struck the hearts of all the Romans who saw him. All the high-energy guns in the defensive forts on the ground quietly lowered their muzzles three inches, and all the Roman warships in the air quietly moved back three miles and stood on the ground.
The Roman warrior watching this scene squatted down quietly.
"Get out of here!" The Corpse Emperor roared, and a series of gray-white thunders roared out with miserable green phosphorus fire, hitting a hill densely covered with defensive forts.
The dull thunder only lasted for a short moment, and the small hill with a height of nearly a thousand meters and a radius of more than ten miles disappeared from Tiantian Star. A circular pit with a depth of several hundred meters and a diameter of nearly 10,000 meters appeared in Mianmian.
In the mountains, thousands of Roman warriors and tens of thousands of Eldar servants stationed on the hills did not even let out a scream.
"The next attack will be your high command." The corners of the Corpse Emperor's mouth tightened into a tight line, and he raised it coldly like a steel knife. He smiled cruelly: "Don't hide, don't dodge.
, I know you can hear and see it. Your high command is three thousand meters underground. Humph, I just want to test how deep the newly made Yin Lei can penetrate into the ground."
The Corpse Emperor's words are a bit bullying. The monks who have reached the virtual realm have already communicated with the heaven and earth in a faint way, and the natural power of heaven and earth is attracted by their movements. The three-thousand-meter rock formation is difficult for the monks at the peak of the transformation stage.
Words are still a relatively difficult obstacle to overcome, but for monks in the virtual realm, not to mention the 3,000-meter-thick rock formation, even the 30,000-meter-thick bottom layer can be smashed into pieces with just a flip of the hand.
The harsh and dry sound penetrated the thick rock formations directly into the Roman headquarters. The scolding was like thunder exploding in the ears of all Roman commanders. Thousands of Romans in the headquarters held their ears and screamed shrilly at the same time.
, the Corpse Emperor's brutal sonic attack destroyed their eardrums and shattered the nervous systems in their cochlea.
The severe pain of shattering eardrums and cochlea made all the Romans in the headquarters lie on the ground, covering their ears with their hands and struggling and twisting desperately. The huge sound also destroyed the Romans' integrated battlefield command system and all electronic equipment in the headquarters.
Huge electric sparks exploded all over, and dense electric lights flashed around the headquarters like headless bees. From time to time, Romans let out even more crazy screams. Their faces were burned by the sprayed electric sparks. Originally,
His handsome face became like a sesame sesame pancake.
A high-energy beam suddenly shot at the Corpse Emperor floating more than a thousand meters in the air. It was a Roman man on the ground who was so nervous that his whole body was trembling. His finger joints spasmed and he instinctively pulled the trigger of the ax gun. The Corpse Emperor
He shattered the light beam with one punch and laughed loudly: "There are still people who dare to take action against me? Are they really desperate for their lives?"
A light black gust of wind rose from the ground. The Corpse Emperor took a deep breath toward the west, and all the faint black wind was sucked into his body. His chest swelled up, and the Gao Corpse Emperor exhaled forcefully toward the ground.
A black surge of bone-chilling evil energy swept through the mountains and forests for dozens of miles in an instant. The Roman soldiers who were blown by the black cold wind were covered with faint black ice flakes. They could no longer hold the weapons in their hands tightly, and they were like stiff wood.
It fell to the ground like a pile.
"Get out of here! You know who I'm talking about!" The Corpse Emperor looked up to the sky and shouted. Suddenly, the clouds within a thousand miles radius shattered like fragile glass, and the strands of clouds were torn into thin threads that were thousands of meters long.
The long cloud belt rolled up and stretched far away, and the sky seemed like a brilliant white chrysanthemum in full bloom, which was extremely beautiful and enchanting.
"Namo Amitabha, old friend, long time no see." A dull Buddha's trumpet sounded. He was wearing a black cassock, carrying a two-meter-long ghost-headed sword on his back, and holding a bunch of fist-sized blood-red swords that looked like blood.
The Red Dragon King, who was strung with Buddhist beads, slowly rose into the air from a forest below and rushed to the corpse emperor as fast as lightning.
With a 'Woo' sound, the fist-sized string of one hundred and eight Buddhist beads in the Red Dragon King's hand hit the Corpse Emperor's head with a violent blast.
The Corpse Emperor gave a strange laugh, and faced him with a backhand seal. Several distorted green characters flashed on the large white bone seal, and the deathly aura made his body and soul feel stiff.
There was a loud noise, and the Buddhist beads in the Red Dragon King's hand exploded into pieces. The Red Dragon King groaned and was sent flying more than ten miles high, and almost hit the belly armor of a Nantianmen-class battleship.
The Corpse Emperor floated in place without moving. He looked coldly at the Red Dragon King, who had a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and sneered: "Monk, long time no see, your kung fu has not improved much."
After breathing deeply for a few times, the Red Dragon King slowly flew to the corpse emperor. He clasped his hands together and said: "It's not that the poor monk has not made progress. Over the years, the poor monk's strength has increased by more than dozens of times. But what about your strength, old friend?"
The growth is too fast and it is already in another realm. Frankly speaking, the real power of this poor monk is not as good as yours."
After sneering three times, the Corpse Emperor nodded and said, "It's good that you know. You can kill yourself! Otherwise, I will kill all the Romans on Youxian Planet."
The Red Dragon King, whose facial expression did not change at all, said dullly: "The poor monk is not as strong as you, but if you want to force the poor monk to commit suicide, you still don't have the ability. If the poor monk uses his own secret method to attract the gods into his body, he can use the power of his own gods to
, can defeat you. Since you are not strong enough to overwhelm the poor monk, why should the poor monk commit suicide?"
"What if we attack together?" A cold and arrogant voice slowly sounded.
A ray of clear light flew out from a Nantianmen-class battleship. Kunlun Taoist Master Baishui Zhenren floated down on a cloud of water with a sullen face. He looked at the Red Dragon King with cold eyes and shouted: "Monk, do you really think I am
There is no one in the Asian Taoist Alliance? You took action to hurt our Taoist Alliance disciples, but you tore up the declaration of escape from the world first. If we take action today, we can't blame us for being ruthless."
With a wave of his hand, tens of thousands of sword energy like water waves silently covered a mountain top. Nearly ten thousand Roman warriors on the mountain were lifted up by the sword energy and spewed blood to death. Baishui Zhenren is usually kind and kind, and looks carefree.
Although he was born in the world and had nothing to do with the world, he was the headmaster of the Kunlun Taoist Sect after all. If he was really that kind of gentle and kind gentleman, how could he frighten the Taoist cultivators in the world? He was decisive in killing and ruthless. This is the true face of Master Baishui.
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A series of sneers came from high in the sky, Master Hanhe, Lion Lord, Eagle Saint, Tiger Aunt, Bone King and other great masters from the good and evil factions of the Asian Tao Alliance appeared one after another. Eighteen virtual realm great masters were floating on the auspicious clouds.
High in the sky, the majesty and evil aura made hundreds of thousands of Roman troops from far and near seem as insignificant as ants.
The Red Dragon King's face turned dark. He gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "It's not that I mean to attack you Dao League disciples. The people I want to kill are the descendants of Roman Eight Electors' families. Who told you to Dao?"
Are the disciples of the alliance involved in our internal affairs of Roman?"
"Bah, bah, bah", the Red Dragon King told all the causes and consequences of that day. He frankly told the Corpse Emperor, Master Baishui, Master Hanhe and other Dao Alliance leaders that he was at the request of King Roman to create a space artificially.
Kuang Chao used this to eliminate the rivals of Roman Prince RDX, Gu Xiechen and Zhe Hua, but they were accidentally injured. He did not hurt them intentionally.
"I see." The Corpse Emperor frowned: "You help your own king, which does not violate the declaration of escape. But after all, my disciple was accidentally injured by you. You have to give me an explanation for this matter!
Otherwise, if I invite my comrades to come and settle accounts with you with such great fanfare, it would be really hard to explain if we just come back in vain."
The Red Dragon King was stunned. He pointed at the huge hole in the ground and the nearly 10,000 Roman warriors killed by Baishui Zhenren's sword energy and said angrily: "These people, don't you have enough to explain?"
The Corpse Emperor shook his head repeatedly. He looked at the Red Dragon King seriously and said: "If you hurt a disciple of Kunlun, maybe the death of such a few people would be enough to explain. But what you hurt is my disciple, my disciple."
Jin Gui, you want to tell the truth after so many people died, do you really think of us evil cultivators as merciful and ruthless people of the righteous path?"
The Red Dragon King was so angry that he was a righteous man with a soft heart. When Master Baishui killed people, he was not necessarily so soft-hearted. Gritting his teeth and staring at the Corpse Emperor for a long time, the Red Dragon King suddenly said in a sinister tone: "Then, how do you want to explain it?
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Throwing away the big seal on his hand, the Corpse Emperor said gloomily: "I don't know whether my two beloved disciples are alive or dead. This loss is really too heavy for me, Jiuyou Dao. Well, we, as cultivators, can only go to the body."
Tianxin, you never do anything excessive. Recently, I have been practicing the "Ten Thousand Ghosts' Night Walking Curse" and I have lacked some corpses with spiritual energy. Give me 30,000 Romans and 100,000 Ling clan people to practice with. If you cut off one of your arms, today
Even if you reluctantly confessed."
The Red Dragon King jumped on his feet and roared: "You bastards, are you being unreasonable?" He looked at Master Baishui and Master Hanhe angrily, dancing and shouting: "Today you have killed so many people of your tribe,
Don’t go too far!”
Master Baishui looked at the Red Dragon King coldly, and said faintly: "Even if we go too far, what can you do? There are thousands of words to say, but in a word, anyone who hurts the disciples of our Taoist Alliance will be killed without mercy!"
Master Hanhe smoothed things over with a smile: "Red Dragon King, you have taken a huge advantage today. The old zombie only wants one of your arms. This is a rare thing for him to be reasonable. If it were the old zombie that I just met, you
After hurting two of his disciples, he still won't destroy your whole family?"
With a slight sigh, Master Hanhe shook his head and said: "However, the old zombie has achieved a breakthrough after all, his state of mind has improved, and his murderous intention has also weakened a lot. I just listened to your reasoning today. After all.
You didn't intentionally hurt his disciples, so he only wants your arm and a few other tribesmen to practice with, so you've taken a big advantage!"
The Red Dragon King was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He looked at Master Hanhe with mixed resentment. Why did he find this sanctimonious old man so disgusting?
I just accidentally injured Gu Xiechen and Zhehua. I didn't mean to kill them. Speaking of which, Gu Xiechen and Zhehua accidentally entered the space frenzy because they took a look at the super carrier left by the ancestors of the Romans. This matter
The main responsibility is still on them. But how come now, he is in trouble? The Red Dragon King doesn't care about the thirty thousand Romans and one hundred thousand spirit tribesmen. He will be able to have more children by then, but his own
An arm... The Red Dragon King is really reluctant to part with it.
Sighing deeply, the Red Dragon King looked up to the sky and thought for a while, and finally shook his head.
"Huh?" The corpse emperor's eyes were fierce, and he said with a ferocious smile: "That's great, I will kill you today, and then I will personally turn all the Romans on Youxian Star and Thirteen Stars into zombies, and use thousands of
The corpse formation is besieging your Roman Mars headquarters! Hehe, it depends on how you resist it when the time comes!"
The Red Dragon King sighed deeply, and said quietly: "Old friends, don't think that you are the only one who has achieved a breakthrough."
After a pause, the Red Dragon King sneered and said: "In the Earth Dark Alliance, the Holy See and the Alliance of Gods also have masters who are not weaker than you. There are more than ten people in the Alliance of Gods who are as strong as you. In the Holy See
There is an extremely terrifying strong man who can suppress more than ten people with the power of one person."
The Red Dragon King told in detail what he saw and heard during the battle for the super carrier that day. He said calmly: "I don't want to tell you this, I just want to see what changes will happen within your dark alliance.
.But you have forced this poor monk to have no way out, so I can only explain it to you."
Raising his right hand, the Red Dragon King said in a deep voice: "If you insist on asking for an arm from me, I will immediately draw my spirit into my body and fight with you. Can you kill me without any injuries?"
The Corpse Emperor looked at Master Baishui in shock.
Master Baishui frowned and said coldly: "The Holy See and the Alliance of Gods actually hide such masters? Among them..."
Master Hanhe said slowly: "Let's take a long-term view."
The Corpse Emperor snorted lightly and glanced at the Red Dragon King coldly: "Is this true?"
The Red Dragon King clasped his hands together and said with great piety: "The poor monk is the incarnation of the Buddha. He never tells lies in his life."
The big seal 'Di Liu Liu' on the corpse emperor's palm turned rapidly. After a full quarter of an hour, he nodded slowly and said: "The declaration of escape from the world must be followed. Otherwise, our Taoist alliance will come out in full force. Today, I will
The strength of our alliance is enough to destroy you Romans more than ten times."
The Red Dragon King took a deep look at the Corpse Emperor, and said slowly: "My Roman strength has also increased. If I, Night Walker, and Mad Angel can draw the gods into my body, they will be able to fight against two or three people like you and we will be invincible together.
If Yuyu is willing to take action, with his current strength, if he integrates the power of the 'source god' enshrined by the ancestor of our race, his power will definitely not be inferior to that mysterious strong man of the Holy See."
The Corpse Emperor looked at Master Baishui, Master Baishui and Master Hanhe looked at each other, and the three of them hurriedly gathered together to discuss in whispers for a while.
After a while, the Corpse Emperor turned to the Red Dragon King: "Take a punch from me and forget about accidentally injuring my disciple. Today, the two major masters of Kunlun and Zhongnan, together with me, will go out personally. The cost of the carriage and horses..."
The Red Dragon King was so angry that his face muscles bulged. He was silent for a long time, and then he nodded vigorously: "Before the Battle of Nine-Three, all the cultural relics that Roman looted from the Forbidden City of Ancient China were returned."
"Okay! Take the punch!"
The Corpse Emperor took a deep breath and lightly punched the Red Dragon King in the chest.
The Red Dragon King stared at the corpse emperor's fist, slowly moved forward with his hands, and chanted the Buddha's name as if crying: "All living beings are suffering, and cessation is the way!"
Fists and palms met, the Corpse Emperor sneered a few times and turned around to leave. In the blink of an eye, all the people coming from the Asian Taoist Alliance were gone.
The Red Dragon King's face turned blue, red, white, and black. In just a few breaths, his face changed rapidly and turned into dozens of different shades of colors.
‘Poof’, blood spurted out from the seven orifices of the Red Dragon King at the same time. He suddenly fell to the ground, holding his hands on the ground awkwardly, and vomited as if heartbroken.
After finally vomiting all the gall water, the Red Dragon King raised his head in embarrassment, and said with a low and sinister smile: "What a terrifying power. Is this what the ascetics call the power of the virtual realm? A pure punch, but it seems like
The whole universe is pressing down on me, it’s terrible, it’s terrible.”
"Namo Amitabha, the path to Nirvana still has a long way to go."
"Strength, I need enough strength."
Two Roman warriors came over diligently and tried to help the Red Dragon King up, but they were hit in the head with his sleeve, and their upper bodies were slapped like two rotten watermelons.