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The stars are all over the sky, as if lamps are lit. There are thousands of them, densely packed and twinkling, filled with incomparable mystery, as if there is an indescribable charm of the Tao.
Immediately, I saw Xiucheng's hands and ten fingers pointing out one after another, and a little bit of starlight immediately burst out, turning into a series of meteors that broke through the sky, just like a meteor shower, so magnificent, spectacular, but full of murderous intent.
Wherever they passed, whether they were warriors from the Celestial Race or ancient demon warriors, they were hit one after another. Those below the Emperor level had no resistance at all. They were directly penetrated and shot. Even ordinary Emperor level soldiers were unable to resist after being hit.
Injury is inevitable.
Only top-level emperors and extreme-level emperors can resist it.
One blow immediately caused thousands of casualties, which was very shocking. Each meteor was so precise, as if it had the intelligence to avoid its own people and shoot the enemy.
This is Xiucheng's application technique after he mastered the second level of Yixin Jue and mastered the Yixin Ten Artistic Concepts. It is very superb.
"It's a pity that I can't fight side by side with you." Xiucheng secretly regretted it while stimulating the power of the stars to kill the enemy.
What he regretted was none other than Chen Zong, the Peerless Divine Sword Emperor, because he had found Chen Zong before and found an incarnation. He already vaguely knew that Chen Zong's true form was in seclusion, which meant that he would not be able to escape unless he broke through.
It has not appeared yet, and it seems that there is still no breakthrough.
Demigod realm!
Is it so easy to break through? Over the years, Xiu Cheng has been constantly studying and looking for opportunities to break through. Unfortunately, he has not been able to find it, and he has not the slightest clue.
Xiucheng, who was showing great power, was targeted by a clone of the god. It was the clone of the god from the sacred mountain. He struck with a punch. The punch mark was like the pressure of a sacred mountain across the sky, which immediately brought Xiucheng a blow.
The shocking threat was so oppressive that Xiucheng almost suffocated, and his expression changed drastically unconsciously.
With a low shout, hundreds of starlights suddenly flashed, blooming with unparalleled light, directly condensing into one, and blasted away with one finger like a comet piercing the sky.
But the moment the comet collided with the Shenshan Fist Seal, it was immediately shattered. The Shenshan Fist Seal paused for a moment before being blasted like a broken bamboo.
Xiucheng's expression became more and more solemn, and the starlight on his body bloomed. It exploded to the extreme in an instant, and was as dazzling as the true sun. Then he pushed it horizontally with his palm and directly bombarded it away.
It was as if the true sun was falling with astonishing power. It directly collided with the fist seal of the sacred mountain. After a slight pause, the true sun burst and shattered, turning into countless streams of light that impacted in all directions. After a pause, the fist seal of the sacred mountain exploded again.
When the killer came, Xiucheng immediately seized the opportunity to avoid it.
However, the clone of the God of the Holy Mountain has already set its sights on Xiucheng. It strikes across the sky and is as unstoppable as the ancient sacred mountain. It puts Xiucheng at a disadvantage and is hit by its punch. The stars that protect him are shattered one after another. The extremely powerful force
Under the bombardment, Xiucheng flew backwards and vomited blood.
Extreme-level emperors, even extreme-level emperors like Xiucheng, are still no match for the clones of gods. The difference in their own strength is obvious. Coupled with the difference in realm, the difference in strength is huge.
For a moment, Xiucheng was directly suppressed, but with his own extraordinary strength, he still managed to deal with it. It wasn't until two top-level emperors came to join forces and the three emperors set up formations that they managed to resist the attack of the clone of the Shenshan God.
It is very difficult to attack and support.
Human race, primitive race, sea race, devil race, celestial race, giant race, ancient demon race, ancient demon race, god and demon race and other powerful races
The fierce battle continues. The original human race and the sea race are in the same camp. The celestial race, the demon race and the giant race, and the ancient demon race, the ancient demon race and the god demon race are temporarily considered to be the same camp. The human race, which originally started to gain the upper hand because of the reinforcements from the sea race,
Gradually falling behind again.
The situation changes again and again, with ups and downs, which brings more intense pressure.
The roaring sound suddenly exploded, extremely huge and shocking, and a group of terrifying power exploded, sweeping in all directions and swallowing everything.
That was a human emperor who self-destructed.
Knowing that he was not the opponent of the god's clone, he immediately self-destructed, hoping to exchange his own life for the death of a god's clone. The self-destruction power of the emperor-level powerhouse was extremely amazing, and its coverage was extremely wide. It immediately affected a number of foreign powerhouses.
It was swallowed up immediately and destroyed by the terrible force.
A self-destruction directly killed hundreds of alien warriors, but a figure rushed out from the tyrannical power of the self-destruction, and it was the clone of God.
The emperor-level self-destruction is still difficult to kill the god's clone, and it even seems to cause no damage.
Among the original human race, there are indeed many more emperor-level warriors than a hundred years ago, with a total of more than forty. However, forty emperor-level warriors seem so insignificant on such a battlefield.
When it comes to the number of powerful emperor-level people, the original human race is actually still less than the three powerful races in the ancient universe era. They also have clones of gods that are more powerful than the emperor-level ones, which are extremely terrifying and difficult to resist.
There are more emperor-level experts on the Sea Tribe side than the original Human Race combined, hundreds of them. But after they are dispersed, they can only reinforce the original Human Race, and it is difficult to form an absolute advantage. In addition,
With the intrusion of the Ancient Demon Clan and the God Demon Clan, they are hostile to the human race, and the pressure is intensifying.
Kill kill kill!
Killings are taking place and death abounds.
Bombarded by countless forces, a true saint level expert is not easily killed, but on the battlefield, it is very difficult to survive. Once most of the strength is consumed and it is difficult to recover quickly, the consequence will be that
If hit by other attacks, they will die violently.
The battlefield, especially one on such a large scale, is like a meat grinder, killing everything crazily.
People are being killed every moment, either from the original human race or from alien races.
After the fierce battle, the situation gradually became clear. The original human race and the sea race were at a disadvantage and were retreating steadily. Even with the help of a large formation, they could only hold on for a little longer.
"Surrender. At that time, our clan will carve out a territory for you, the original human race, to survive." The Demon God Mahakala spoke, and his voice was extremely dark. It was extremely dark. As soon as he spoke, it seemed as if all the light in the void disappeared.
There is never-ending darkness coming.
This is to ask the original human race to surrender and submit to them.
Dividing a territory for the survival of the original human race is nothing more than keeping it in captivity for their control and use.
Let me ask, how could the original human race agree?
"Even if we, the human race, die, we will never surrender." A human race demigod said angrily.
"Then just wait and die." The Eternal Ice Demon God sneered.
Judging from the current situation, this may indeed be the result.
Very bad consequences.
Even with the help of the sea tribe, the original human race was at a disadvantage, suffering constant casualties and suffering heavy losses.
However, the demigods again
Helpless, they had been restrained by the demigods of the Ancient Demon Clan and the God-Demon Clan before, so they had no time to distract themselves from the clones, let alone refine the clones of gods.
You must know that refining a god's clone will weaken your own strength within a certain period of time, at least by half.
If their strength is reduced by half, how can they withstand the attacks of the demigods from the three powerful tribes such as the Ancient Demon? Their defenses will be breached immediately, endangering the safety of their clan members.
As for now, it is even impossible to refine any god's clone.
Once this is done, the alien demigods will take action directly. It may be difficult to kill them, but given the difference in strength, it is not impossible to suppress them.
If a race is suppressed and loses the protection of demigods, it will immediately break away from the status of a strong race and become a weak race, and then be enslaved by alien races. Life and death are controlled by them, and life is worse than death.
For a moment, the demigods were helpless. They had great strength, but they were unable to do anything.
Even if there are a series of large formations that have been carefully deployed for decades and countless resources, they cannot reverse the situation. At most, they can increase the strength of the original human army. By increasing it by a few percent overall, it is equivalent to casting a weapon that can last for a long time without any side effects.
The secret of time.
Even so, there is nothing that can be done to reverse the situation of the war. The most it can do is to hold on for a little longer so that it will not be completely defeated so soon.
Despair gradually spread with the constant deaths, casting a shadow on the minds of the original human race and even the sea race. It was so dark that morale began to be affected and gradually fell.
"Hahahaha, humans, surrender."
"Everything is just a futile struggle. Surrender. Surrender without killing."
The aliens were laughing endlessly while taking action, very arrogant and very proud.
"I, the human race, will never surrender." Ling Luo, a disciple of the War Demon, wore a pair of ferocious-looking gauntlets and shouted loudly. His seemingly petite body burst out with astonishing power, and he punched out with a blast.
The domineering power of destruction that shattered everything was astonishing, countless times more powerful than what Chen Zong had seen back then.
With that punch, a strong foreigner was immediately reduced to rubbish, unable to even recover. Although Lingluo was not at the Great Emperor level now, he was already the top God-level powerhouse, with a pair of iron fists sweeping across all directions.
But in the next breath, a foreign emperor took action and knocked Lingluo away with one blow. He vomited blood, his body collapsed, and most of his strength was consumed. He was almost killed on the spot.
"Go to hell." The foreign emperor sneered and slapped Lingluo hard as if he wanted to kill a fly.
This palm was powerful and heavy, and the wind and clouds were mighty. It fell down as if it had the power of a thousand mountains to crush everything. The void was directly suppressed and solidified, like a piece of iron. It was difficult for people to move within it. Several gods and kings collapsed on the spot.
It was shattered, Lingluo couldn't dodge, she could only grit her teeth and unleash all her strength, punching desperately.
Even if it means death, it is not a death of waiting for death, but a death of fighting to the end.
Within that seemingly petite body, an unparalleled and astonishing divine will burst out, as if it had broken the original shackles and impacted to a higher level.
It is a feeling of breaking the limit, but unfortunately, there is no chance, because I am going to die, and I will die here.
"She will not die, and the human race will not be defeated."
Very suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded. It seemed very light, but it was very clear.