Xiang Chen sneered, "What are you negotiating for?"
Han Xuanwu's soul was being refined, and he screamed and conveyed his spiritual thought: "I will lead the troops to evacuate, let me go, I will take the people of Eternal Heaven away!"
A big man like him is naturally more concerned about his own life and death than winning a war.
The ultimate purpose of war is just to expand interests and satisfy one's own ambitions and desires.
Xiang Chen shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, it's too late. How can I let go of your tens of millions of troops and so much equipment? You'd better die and become my nourishment!"
"Refining!"
In the dantian, a Tai Chi yin and yang array appeared under the all-seeing Wuji Heaven Refining Furnace and rotated rapidly.
"No!!"
"Taichu Junyi, you will not die well!"
The soul of Han Xuanwu screamed miserably, "The Lord of Eternity will definitely avenge me. You have absolutely no chance of victory in this battle. You, the Primordial Chaos, will definitely be exterminated!"
Xiang Chen ignored his screams and asked him to scold him if he wanted to eat and refine others.
Soon, Han Xuanwu's entire soul, Daoji, physical body, blood, and immortal divine energy were refined and absorbed by Xiang Chen.
The weak blood vessels in Xiang Chen's body not only recovered, but also roared with joy.
All the bloodlines and souls of Sirius, Xuanwu, Golden Crow, Tianpeng, Kunpeng, etc. are roaring happily.
boom--
With the power of the infinite bloodline of all the phenomena, step into the eighth level of the beginningless realm of heaven and earth!
With Xiang Chen's skill and soul, he entered the eighth level of the Emperor of Heaven.
This is his true skill.
However, at this moment, with the blessing of the power of the Lord of Destiny's plane, his pseudo-realm is at the beginningless realm of heaven and earth.
"One immortal can allow my skills to break through the first level of heaven. Then if I eat a few more, wouldn't it be possible to reach the true realm of the beginningless breaking of heaven and earth?"
Taichujun Yixiang and the two dogs’ eyes were shining.
Xiang Chen's infinite eyes looked at the calm and eternal wind of Zhan Tai, who was fighting several light years away.
Eternal Fengding roared repeatedly and continued to use all his magical powers. His body was riddled with holes and countless wounds. Looking at Zhan Tai's calmness, with almost no injuries on his body, it is obvious who has the advantage and who has the disadvantage.
Another confrontation, Zhan Tai's countless spatial threads wrapped around the neck of Eternal Feng Ding.
Yong Yong Feng Ding's expression changed drastically, and he quickly grabbed the silk thread around his neck, "Not good!"
Zhan Tai's calm and beautiful face revealed a ferocious smile, "You're done!"
She exerted all her strength with all ten fingers and pulled suddenly!
Poof——
Immediately, a large human head rolled down from the neck, and immortal blood splattered.
Immediately, countless silk threads wrapped around the head and body, directly wrapping and twisting into two large cocoons.
Xiang Chen looked a little greedy and wanted to eat, but it was not easy to steal Zhan Tai's calmness. Although he controlled her with a contract, if he was always resisting the other party and unwilling to carry out his orders, it would be tiring for him to concentrate on controlling her.
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Zhan Tai calmly turned into a big spider and ate Eternal Wind!
"Hey, take some Tiandi tonic. There should be quality changes if you take too much."
Xiang Chen looked at the headquarters of the Eternal Sky Army again.
The headquarters is a huge main ship, and Chief of Staff Duan Muqing is dispatching and commanding the entire occupation.
The main ship is surrounded by thousands of fighter planes, escorted by warships, and protected by no less than a dozen guards from the realm of the Emperor of Heaven.
At this moment, the battlefield has passed the state of fighting and fighting in the early stage, and has fallen into the stage of legions fighting each other, individual soldiers clashing, and organized confrontation.
Xiang Chen communicated with the Divine Machine Magic Mirror with his spiritual thoughts and said, "Peng Zhan, the second batch of fighter planes and battleship formations are ready for action!"
"It's your Majesty!"
Peng Zhan was a little excited and began to summon all the generals under his command: "Your Majesty has an order, take action!"
Behind the battle lines, it occupies tens of thousands of kilometers of parking areas.
Nine million Tianpeng fighter planes that had never been launched before, and two million Kunpeng battleships simultaneously exploded with energy and took off!
From the previous conversation between Wang Song and Song Yiqing,
You can get a piece of information.
This time, the Prehistoric Alliance sent out at least 18 million Tianpeng fighter planes and four million Kunpeng battleships.
In the first wave of air combat, a total of 10 million fighter planes and warships were dispatched, and they fought against the entire flying fleet in nine days and ten places.
Now there is a second wave.
This wave is specifically aimed at the battle situation after the battle formation conflict, and it can be said that it will play a key role.
A total of 11 million fighter planes and warships broke through the sky and were divided into three large flight formations. Each flight formation had nearly 4 million fighter planes and warships, flying towards the first theater, the second theater, and the third theater.
Park at the airport.
After Luo Weiwei completed her work, she ran towards the reconnaissance flight group with a pale face.
In the reconnaissance flying brigade, Wang Song sat with dull eyes, looking at his damaged Tianpeng fighter jet.
"Wang Song!" Luo Weiwei ran over and called Wang Song.
Wang Song stood up and turned to look at Luo Weiwei.
Luo Weiwei bit her red lips and asked, "Where is Song Yiqing? Where is Yiqing?"
Wang Song's eyes were red. He covered his eyes and said, "Yiqing, Yiqing was hit by an enemy fighter plane while trying to save me. The fighter plane crashed——"
boom--
Luo Weiwei immediately took several steps back, her face turned pale, "No, no, Yiqing won't die -"
"Isn't Yiqing your wingman? Why didn't you protect him? Wang Song, I hate you!!"
Luo Weiwei collapsed and sat on the ground, sobbing with her arms around her knees.
Wang Song wiped away his tears, took a deep breath, and said softly, "I'm sorry Weiwei, I didn't protect Yiqing well."
After he finished speaking, he gave Luo Weiwei a military salute, turned around and went directly to his captain to apply to fight again!
Originally, after completing the reconnaissance and interception mission, he could rest in the rear and no longer participate in the war.
But he chose to join the war again!
Among the fighter team that went to the No. 1 theater to support, Wang Song was driving a brand-new Tianpeng fighter with a determined look in his eyes.
"Yiqing, good brother, may your spirit in heaven protect me and kill more bandits to avenge you!"
"Wang Song Wang Song, slow down, I am your wingman now!"
Suddenly, a communication sound came from his beyond-visual-range helmet.
He looked at the Tianji radar, and there were dozens of reconnaissance fighter planes behind him. They were his comrades who were supposed to be resting in the rear.
"Captain, what are you doing-"
The captain of his formation Mo Wang sneered in the fighter plane and said, "Why, Song Yiqing is your brother, but he is not my brother?"
Another comrade also laughed and said, "Wang Song, you really want to be a hero yourself? We won't agree to it!"
"Haha, that's right. We want to take revenge together. So you secretly went to the captain to apply for a battle mission, you scheming fool!"
All the comrades in the same formation were mobilized. They had no hesitation, and they were afraid in their hearts, but they still moved forward. The deepest friendship is that of comrades-in-arms.
Wang Song's eyes suddenly turned red, "You guys——"
The captain said loudly, "Brothers, see you at the celebration banquet!"
Everyone said in unison, "See you at the Martyrs Cemetery!"
boom--!
One after another Tianpeng fighter jets roared like sharp swords in the sky.
Captain, don’t forget “Brothers of the 1213th Reconnaissance Squadron!”
"exist!!!"
"What are we?"
"We are the strongest Tianpeng in the starry sky, we are the first sword aimed at the enemy, and we are the first line of defense for the alliance and our homeland!!"
"Yes, we are the first sword aimed at the enemy, the first line of defense for our homeland, discover them and crush them!"
"Cultivation of my battle sword, killing for nine days, sprinkling my blood, and moving forward indomitably!"
"For home!"
"For the sacrificed brothers!"
"This battle is a fight to the death!!"
"I am honored to be brothers with all of you. I will never forget the blessings I have gained in three lifetimes. If you sacrifice yourself and see you in the next life, I still want to be brothers with you, brothers for life!"
"Captain, if you die unfortunately, I'll see you in the next life!"
Tianpeng fighter planes fly across the sky. At this moment, the entire era belongs to them. Don’t forget 1213!