The helpers from the human race gave them great confidence.
But if you want to defeat the Protoss like this, you underestimate the strength and heritage of the Protoss, the strongest race in all time.
The bloody battle is still going on, and the gods have invited countless unexpected races to help, which is beyond Mu Qianxi and Mu Fengyun's expectations, and there are even some races they have never heard of.
The two major races, the Gods and the Humans, involve all parties, and their influence not only covers the entire God Realm, but also involves all races in the world.
It is more cruel than the war between two dynasties and the war between two realms.
The Gods' trump cards were played out one after another, and the Humans' defense was torn apart, showing their decline.
"Kill the Emperor first!"
All the gods know that Mu Qianxi is difficult to kill.
Although the Eight Eternal Artifacts have not taken action now, it does not mean that they will watch them kill her master.
Mu Qianxi is alone. If she is not killed, it will not affect the victory of the God Clan in this battle.
The gods assassinated the Human Emperor, and Mu Qianxi was unable to deal with other opponents alone.
"Boom——" The Supreme Throne was torn apart and screamed, "Master, be careful..."
"His Majesty the Human Emperor..."
"Brother!"
The expressions of other people also changed greatly, and they were extremely worried.
Mu Fengyun's eyes flashed with determination, "I am the Human Emperor, and I will fight to the death for the human race without any regrets! Even if I die, the human race will never be defeated. I still have countless comrades in arms, and countless outstanding descendants of the human race..."
Mu Fengyun's strong spiritual power and the transcendent human emperor energy burst into brilliant purple light.
Even if he dies, he must bring this strong man with him to relieve Xi'er's pressure on the human race and his comrades.
"Dad..." Mu Qianxi's body burst into light green light, but it was too late.
Only by reversing time can dad be saved.
The terrifying yellow sand shrouded Mu Qianxi, "Mu Qianxi, take care of yourself first!"
In addition to the familiar killers of the gods, the strong men who trapped Mu Qianxi also had a group of strange guys.
"You are not the Eternal Pavilion and the Ninth Level Chaos Pavilion, so your power of time is not omnipotent, and your power of time has been exhausted. You can't save your father, so give up!"
The battle lasted for a long time, with Mu Qianxi alone and countless others.
No matter how much spiritual power and recovery potions there are, the critical point is almost reached.
An enchanting male snake-man with the head of a human and the tail of a snake smiled seductively at Mu Qianxi and said, "Poor little princess! How sad it would be to see your father turn into blood mist with your own eyes!"
Mu Qianxi's red flames burst out and attacked them fiercely, "I want you to die! All of you die!"
The area where the Human Emperor and the enemy are located will be destroyed by huge power.
Once it is destroyed, Mu Fengyun will leave no bones behind.
Even the remaining souls will be exiled to the chaotic void, and no trace will be left in this world.
He looked at Xi'er, Qing Chen, and his second brother fighting with all their strength to fight for the last glimmer of life for him, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "I really can't bear to let him go!"
His most important and beloved relatives.
The Divine Tree of Life was about to cry, "No! If he dies there, I won't be able to give him life or save him at all!"
It is a sacred tree of life, not a universal resurrection machine.
Ayou said: "The human race will never accept defeat. Respect the human emperor! You have done a great job."
Just when people were panicking and everyone was feeling sad because the emperor of the generation was about to fall, a voice as gentle as jade came out, "If you want to kill my eldest brother, I will never allow it!"
Cold and terrifying power surged towards this chaotic space, and the surrounding space was distorted.
A figure in white clothes, as flawless as jade, appeared out of thin air, blocking the destructive attacks coming from all directions.
Mu Fengyun's eyes flashed with astonishment, "Third brother!"
Mu Wushuang said: "Brother, you recover from your injuries first and leave this place to me!"
The repulsed Gods looked at the man in white in horror. Where did the Human Emperor get his younger brother?
And this guy is not a human race, but a ghost race.
"You...you are the Ghost Lord of the Ghost Realm." There were still gods who recognized the Human Emperor, the third younger brother of the Human Emperor, who suddenly ran out.
Mu Wushuang gave a cold smile, "I didn't expect that after so many years, there are still familiar acquaintances! In the battle between the two major races, the human race and the god race, even you showed up. It seems that the god race is nothing.
If you have the trump card, you will definitely lose."
He was very angry now. If he arrived a little later, he would never see his elder brother again, so he would not be polite to them at all.
"Ghost Lord, are you sure you want to seek death and become an enemy of our Majesty?" the God Clan asked gloomily.
"They help you, the gods, and I, the ghost world, help the humans. Is there a problem?" He raised his eyebrows.
It's not just him, the ghost king, but the entire ghost world.
Mu Wushuang said: "In the name of the Lord of the Ghost Realm, I announce the return of the Ghost Realm. In the battle between the Human Race and the Divine Race, help others fight against the Divine Race!"
The space of the entire God Realm is distorted, and a huge creature is about to rush out from the abyss of the Ghost Realm and occupy a place in this highest plane.
"Rumble--" A terrifying roar of thunder and lightning exploded throughout the God Realm, and Heaven finally reacted.
The God Clan spoke righteously: "If your ghost realm falls, it will never be reset. It will be on an equal footing with the divine realm. Heaven will not allow it."
The successful promotion of the Xuantian Realm is due to the Kaitian World Tree and the strong luck of the human race.
The ghost tribe doesn't have much luck, nor does it have a second world tree that opens the sky.
The plane that originally fell has no possibility of being reset. Heaven will not allow this outrageous thing to succeed.
Mu Wushuang's lips curved into a spring-like smile, "It doesn't matter if God doesn't allow it! It's fine as long as Xi'er allows it. Xi'er, are you right?"
Mu Qianxi looked into her uncle's eyes and smiled back, "Well! It's useless to reset the ghost world and restore its previous status in the god world. It's useless if God doesn't allow it. I hope this thing will succeed."
Mu Qianxi is not a god, so how can he speak Dharma Sui?
But, who allowed the origin of the ghost world to be in her!
Now her power of space has been cultivated very strong, and her uncle is fully prepared for everything.
It can still be done by asking Gui Jie to move to a location closer to her.
Even the power of heaven can't stop the ghost world from going against the sky, rushing out of the abyss of the ghost world and reaching its original position.
The expressions of all the gods changed drastically, "How is it possible? How is it possible?"
Mu Wushuang smiled lightly and said: "My Xi'er is so powerful, naturally everything is possible. Otherwise, I would have to put in some effort to have a good talk with Tiandao..."
If the negotiation is successful, it can be reset.
If the talks failed, then he would have to help the human race fight the gods alone, and he would have to bear the pressure of heaven, and he would not be able to exert much power.
But now, the ghost world has legitimately participated in the war, and the ghost clan in the entire ghost world has also received countless spiritual power feedbacks from the highest planes, and their strength has grown rapidly.
Including Mu Wushuang himself as the Ghost Lord, finally has satisfactory strength.
All the ghost tribes were snatched out from the ghost world and joined the battlefield.
"We are waiting for the ghost tribe to help the human tribe and His Highness Qian Xi. The human tribe will win and His Highness Qian Xi will win!"
Having been promoted and their strength increased, all the ghost clans were excited and actively rushed into the battlefield.