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Chapter 1863: Enter the Protoss

The ancient universe, the chaotic sea of ​​stars——

Blood surged and the sound of killing boiled like a tide.

Streams of brilliant light rose up like a fairy rainbow, beautiful and majestic, penetrating the void and shaking the universe.

Click, click.

Amid the violent fluctuations in all directions, large areas of decayed asteroid belts are disintegrating and shattering.

They had gone through countless years of erosion and had long since become rotten. Now, since this extremely fierce battle, they have been turned into ashes in the irresistible fluctuations.

The war drums of the saints rumbled like rolling thunder echoing in this ancient universe.

"Woooo..."

The horn sounded long, cracking the starry sky, reverberating like ripples in the endless universe, and stirring up the fighting spirit of the saint warriors.

Wherever the horns and war drums sound, endless fighting breaks out, and divine light bursts out to tear the void apart.

Lin Ming mingled among the spirit ships of the saint warriors. Passing by this battlefield, he saw many people from the ancient relics fighting and roaring.

Most of these ancient relics are the Celestial Clan and their followers.

The warriors of the Ancient God Clan only accounted for a very small number.

It is said that there are only tens of millions of people left in the entire divine race. For the big races in the thirty-three-day universe, the population is easily billions and trillions, and tens of millions are not even a drop in the ocean.

In fact, even tens of billions of years ago, the population of the Ancient Gods was not large, far less than the three major races in the universe today. At that time, the universe in which the Ancient Gods were in charge was mainly populated by races that followed the Ancient Gods.

The number of people in this race is tens of millions of times greater than that of the ancient Protoss.

The Ancient God Clan is just like their race name, those powerful tribesmen are like gods.

Gods can control the universe, but the number of gods is far less than that of all living beings.

The battle scene was very brutal. The warriors of the ancient tribe had three heads and six arms, or had golden bodies, and were invincible, or their energy and blood were like a river of blood, and their horns on their heads were like the sun and the moon. Their natural combat power was astonishing.

With so many strong men gathered together, every energy and blood is boiling. When combined, they become boundless and have infinite fighting power.

But although the ancient tribe is powerful, they are now surrounded by enemies ten times their size, like ant-like warriors from the holy tribe!

These saint warriors are not weak. They all have talented bloodlines and powerful martial arts inheritance. They have activated their bloodlines one after another. They look ferocious and have strong fighting power. Even if they die, they will bite the flesh and blood of the ancient clansmen.

Although the ancient warriors were fighting hard, their two fists were no match for their four hands. Their energy and bravery were quickly overwhelmed by the wave of attacks.

Moreover, some of the forces of the ancient clan were separated by various means by the warriors of the holy clan, and were defeated one by one, resulting in heavy casualties!

"The battle is really fierce. Although the ancient tribe takes advantage of the terrain to fight guerrilla warfare against the saint warriors, they will always be found by the saint warriors. Once found, they will fight on such a large scale. Although the ancient tribe is strong, their number is too small.

If you can't reproduce on your own, I'm afraid it won't be able to sustain it for too long if this continues..." Lin Ming thought to himself, feeling worried.

Seeing the majesty of these ancient protoss and the ferocity and bravery of the saints, he felt an inexplicable sense of confusion and wavering in his heart. Will such a scene happen in the Divine Realm in a few decades?

The human race is so numerous that it is far beyond what these ancient relics can match. Even if the saint race completely occupies the divine domain, it is impossible to wipe out the human race.

Don’t forget, in addition to the three thousand great realms, the Divine Realm also has many middle worlds and small worlds, as well as a billion vast lower realms. To exterminate the human race is a huge project.

But the Holy Race does not actually need to exterminate the entire human race. He only needs to destroy the heritage of the human race, kill the supreme gods like Shenmeng and Emperor Shakya, destroy their heavenly palace, and then kill Longya and Xingchi.

If a peerless genius like Jun Biyue destroyed the hope of the human race, then most of the human race would be destroyed.

In the future, although many members of the human race will survive, they will only be like the human race in the soul world. They will become an inferior race and be driven by others to survive.

"Did you see the battle just now? That was the legion under the command of Saint Botian. They found a stronghold of the Celestial Clan and organized a large army to besiege it. Now they are about to win. It is conservatively estimated that they will behead hundreds of thousands of Celestial Clan this time.

Warriors and millions of followers of the Celestial Clan! This is a great military exploit. Not only can you get a huge amount of loot, and you can report the military exploits, but you can also get generous rewards from the council!"

Hongye, the Great Kaikai King who led the team, roared loudly. His words aroused the passion of many saint warriors. They came to participate in this race war for the opportunity and military merit.

"Although we cannot behead hundreds of thousands or millions in this operation, our opponents are not the Celestial Clan, but the Ancient God Clan. If we capture them alive, there will be great rewards! Keep your spirits up!"

Hongye's words made many warriors' blood boil. Hongye was very satisfied with this.

Although the scale of the battle they are about to fight is not large, if the battle goes well, there will be great gains. The ancient gods' bodies, souls, and seas of energy are all treasures. If they are slowly refined, they can be made into top-quality elixirs.

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A group of people marched quickly. These people were basically the Holy Lord or above. Even if it involved a battle between two races, the Holy Lord's strength should not be underestimated.

They tried their best to avoid places where the battle was too fierce and there were large numbers of people, and sneaked in the dark void.

"Here we are, right here!"

Hongye suddenly waved his hand, and all the saint warriors stopped. In front of them, there was a dark void, disguised as a black hole. However, Lin Ming used his senses to scan it and knew that this was actually just an illusion. This was

A stronghold of the ancient Protoss.

"Do it!"

As Hongye shouted loudly, more than a hundred holy masters took action together, and various kinds of divine light penetrated the void, and the great formation of the ancient gods was directly torn apart.

Boom!

A terrible explosion appeared in front of the saint warriors, an independent world. This world existed between space and space. There were houses, mountains, rivers, fields, and divine warriors living in it.

From the outside, this is not a battle stronghold of the gods, but a village.

It's just an ordinary village of the ancient gods, because there are also old people, women and children in it.

Although the talents of the divine warriors far exceed those of other races, not everyone can cultivate to the Holy Lord. Among their races, there are also relatively ordinary warriors, and of course they are much more powerful than the mortals of the human race.

From the appearance, there is no significant difference between the God Clan and the Saint Clan or the Human Clan, but their inner energy and spirit are completely different. When stripped out, they are all treasures.

"Catch them alive if you can; if you can't, kill them all and take away their bodies!"

Hong Ye gave the order coldly, with a trace of bloodthirsty and madness in his eyes.

The protoss village in front of him made him extremely excited, because he saw protoss girls and children in the village.

If a girl from the God Clan is a virgin, it will be of great benefit to take supplements.

The God Clan boy is more effective when used as medicine.

In private transactions between the Holy Clan legions, the price of protoss girls and boys is more than ten times more expensive than other protoss prices.

"Haha, go to hell!"

"Kill them!"

More than a hundred holy masters, together with three realm kings, took action. The protoss village in front of them was not large in scale. No matter how talented the protoss was, it was impossible for a small village to give birth to a large realm king.

"call out!"

Suddenly, a divine arrow pierced the sky. The Holy Lord who was rushing at the front was directly pierced through the chest by the divine arrow, and his whole body flew backwards.

In the process of flying upside down, the divine arrow passed through the body and crushed the heart and lungs of the saint warrior. Blood spurted out and killed him with one blow!

"Um?"

The corner of Hongye's mouth curved, "Interesting, there is also a powerful young man with quite good skills!"

Hongye looked at the young man holding a long bow in the middle of the village with amusement. The opponent was in the early stage of the Holy Lord. In the early stage of the Holy Lord, he could kill the warriors of the late Holy Lord with one arrow and ignored the powerful physical defense of the saint warriors.

This strength is extraordinary, and he is a peerless genius.

"Boom!"

The young man rushed into the sky, his whole body covered with armor, the armor was covered with dense lightning, his eyes were full of anger and unyielding.

With one kick, he kicked a holy warrior thousands of miles away, causing the holy warrior to vomit blood. ()


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