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Chapter 600 I always feel that something is wrong!

There is no light in the endless dark space cracks. Here, vision is almost useless; one can only rely on mental power to perceive the surrounding world.

If the coverage area of ​​mental power is broad enough to cover the entire Brahma Kingdom, then one can find that the "shell" of the Brahma Kingdom is like an extremely huge egg, and it is... a broken egg.

The Brahma Kingdom has declined, and its vitality is gradually passing away. I don’t know how long it will take before the entire Kingdom will disintegrate, and then be washed away by the endless space turbulence until it is washed away into nothingness.

Of course, even if a divine kingdom declines, it is a very long and slow process. And during this process, the Brahma Divine Kingdom is regarded as a battlefield for all races by all major ethnic groups.

At this time, around the "eggshell" of the Brahma Kingdom, next to the space passage of the human race.

Sword Master, Zhan Wuwei, Old Man Xuanqing and other powerful human beings are all waiting anxiously.

They have sent almost all the half-footed masters of the human race into the battlefield of all races to rescue Xu Ming.

This rescue is of great significance to the human race and is directly related to the rise and fall of the race!

"I don't know what the situation is now!" Zhan Wuwei has the most irritable personality, so he can't hold his breath the most. He has been walking back and forth hundreds of thousands of times on the deck of the ship, and he doesn't look like a top powerhouse at all.

Calm and calm.

Old man Xuanqing also had an ugly face. He couldn't help scolding: "Zhan Wuwei, can you sit still and stop walking around! You make me upset and angry!"

Although Old Man Xuanqing is relatively calm, his mood at the moment is undoubtedly very anxious. Now that he was shaken by Zhan Wuwei, he is even more anxious.

"I don't want to shake it either!" Zhan Wuwei said depressedly, "But I can't help it!"

"Alas..." Of course old man Xuanqing can understand Zhan Wuwei's mood.

After all, the current situation on the battlefield of all races is related to the rise and fall of the entire human race! Who can feel relaxed?

The sword master looked calm and unhurried, at least on the surface, the old god was there.

He looked at the Karma Life and Death Monument, always paying attention to the situation of the more than 6,000 half-step masters on it.

"The names on the Karma Life and Death Monument have not dimmed, which means the battle has not begun yet!" the sword master thought secretly.

The space in the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield is chaotic, and the communication talisman cannot be used. The communication "basically relies on shouting." Therefore, the sword master can only rely on the changes on the Cause and Effect Life and Death Tablet to speculate on what is happening in the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield.

Of course, what the sword master is most concerned about is Xu Ming's situation.

When he sees that Xu Ming's name is always on and does not dim, the sword master can always breathe a sigh of relief. But as soon as he breathes a sigh of relief, he immediately becomes nervous again, fearing that Xu Ming's name will turn on next moment.

BianBian is nervous because he cares too much.

Suddenly, among the more than 6,000 semi-trail masters, a few names dimmed.

The sword master was shaken all over: "The battle has begun!"

Zhan Wuwei quickly stopped pacing back and forth, staring blankly at the Karma Life and Death Monument, not daring to blink.

The same is true for old man Xuanqing. In his eyes, there is expectation, nervousness, distress, and determination!

They expected that the 6,000-strong army could successfully rescue Xu Ming; but the nervous rescue failed and Xu Ming died. He was heartbroken that the main army would suffer heavy damage, which would severely damage the vitality of the human race; but he was extremely determined to rescue him no matter how high the price was.

Xu Ming!

Several powerful men who stood at the top of the human race did not even dare to make a sound at this moment.

On the tablet of cause and effect, there are a few scattered names, which become increasingly dim.

"Um?"

There are some doubts on the faces of several peak experts. How do they feel... they die very slowly...

Of course, the top experts do not want to see the human half-footed master army die faster; but they feel that it is a bit weird to die so slowly! Logically speaking, when the human army and the alien army collide on a large scale,

The number of deaths should be far more than this!

But why didn’t many of the human army die?

After much thought, the sword master felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what it was.

I'm afraid that even if the sword master thinks hard, he still can't imagine what is happening on the battlefield of all races.



The battlefield of all races, the Tomb of Broken Swords.

At this time, the vicinity of the Broken Sword Tower had become a paradise for Xu Ming's massacre and a cemetery for foreign masters.

The number of foreign masters surrounding Xu Ming reached fifteen thousand! Only a few thousand foreign half-foot masters were left, fighting against the human army in a stalemate in the distance.

However, even if fifteen thousand and a half trail owners participated in the siege, they still could not pose the slightest threat to Xu Ming.

Xu Ming transformed into the invincible flame war god and swept across all races!

Wherever the spear went, the space was shattered and blood rained.

Xu Ming is so invincible, so the morale of the human army is naturally high.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!"

The half-footed masters of the human race roared and killed the alien race.

The alien coalition clearly had an overwhelming advantage in terms of the number of experts; however, due to being killed by Xu Ming to the point of near collapse, the morale of the aliens had fallen to the bottom.

When the majestic army of the human race attacks the foreign race, a feast of slaughter begins!

It has to be said that in terms of the speed of killing enemies, the six thousand human army is still faster than Xu Ming alone!

"kill!!"

"kill!!"

Six thousand human troops rushed through and slaughtered the aliens, just like cutting wheat, one piece was cut into pieces!

"kill!"

Among the human army, Ye Hai's performance was particularly eye-catching. More and more powerful alien half-walkers died under the flickering light of his sword.

"Kill! Kill!" Ye Hai did not forget to pay attention to the situation on Xu Ming's side when he was killing crazily; but he found that the killing he caused, compared with Xu Ming, was like a child playing house.

! You must know that the number of aliens who died under Xu Ming's spear was counted in "thousands"!

Suddenly, a strong sense of frustration arose in Ye Hai's heart. The gap between him and Xu Ming was really too big!

"I don't accept it!!"

"I don't accept it!!"

Ye Hai roared in his heart, and the sword in his hand became more and more cruel.

"Ahhhh! Kill!!!"

Ye Hai completely exploded, and all methods were used without doubt. Although the number of aliens who died in his hands was far from compared with Xu Ming, it was much more than other human masters!

And Ye Hai's "eye-catching" performance also successfully attracted the attention of foreigners.

The aliens were immediately furious: "Holy shit, this Ye Hai doesn't have much strength, but he still dares to be so arrogant! Kill! Use soul attacks to volley and kill him!"

Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo…

Thousands of soul attacks landed in front of Ye Hai almost instantly.


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