The Demonic Sect Ancestor Can Time Travel

Chapter 475 Turning point ()

"Woo-!"

"Boom, boom!"

Gorgeous spells and bright light cannons, like fireworks during the New Year's festival, bloom the beauty of death in the open area between the inner and middle layers of the new universe.

Humans, orcs, mermaids, elves, alien beasts, feathermen, as long as they are in the open area, or even around the open area, they will accept the test of fate, and this test occurs every moment, every moment .

As long as the goddess of fate is a little shy, they may enjoy the super VIP treatment of nuclear bomb topping, or forbidden curse washing.

It has to be said that this purgatory-like empty area is a paradise for weapon dealers. Whether it is the surplus weapons that have been accumulated for a long time by countless civilizations, or the terrifying ideas waiting to be verified in many laboratories, they are here in an unimaginable way. The speed was consumed and verified, and those creatures who were in the chaos were still happy and cheered for it.

The iron-blooded gunpowder smoke on the battlefield, accompanied by a strange energy gushing from the center of the universe, almost blinds all intelligent brains, bloody heads or gambler psychology, so that every civilization, force, and power that participates in it and pays the price, There is only one thought left in my mind - to grab the main god.

Even if the few remaining wise men can see that something is wrong, the emergency of their own universe will force them to submit.

At such a moment, those who can still sit firmly on the Diaoyutai are all powerful and powerful cosmic civilization leaders with profound backgrounds.

But with the passage of time, it has become more and more difficult to be alone in this new universe, not to mention the "singular energy" that is repeatedly blessed by the blood on the battlefield and can attract people to fight from the subconscious level, just the universe alone In addition, the slowly tightening net is enough to shake some powerful forces.

"Yishen District , there is a Radiant Balrog rushing in from Yishen District , stop him quickly! He is about to use Burning Body!"

"Fusheng Wuliang, all of Yishen District and part of Yishen District 's flying sword positions are damaged, please disciples of Wenjian Peak who are free to replenish Feijian, disciples of Jianfeng Peak who are free, please replenish Feijian as soon as possible!"

"Dinghai Fifth District, here is Dinghai Fifth District, there is a huge gap in the Mitian Formation here, there is a huge gap in the Mitian Formation here, a Nobo swarm is moving here, we need a new formation flag!"

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As the battle intensified, hiding on the surface of the remnant star, the originally inconspicuous fortifications of the Six Demon Sects would inevitably attract enemies. Most of the defensive fortifications built by real immortals are hidden under the remnant star, and the small half of the surface facilities are also shrouded in layers of phantom formations, which attract more than just lost demons and passing swarms.

"How long are we going to hold on?" Zhou Ke, an inner sect disciple of Cuixi Peak who had just manipulated the Digging Bug Gu to clear out part of the underground collapse, asked Ma Wenda, a disciple of Huaiyan Peak who was beside him and was good at divination. asked.

Although he didn't face the densely packed enemies outside, he was so busy that he didn't sit quietly for a few days, and he couldn't help but speak with resentment as he was struggling with mana and body.

"Waiting for a change, waiting for a change that is enough to disturb the situation on the battlefield. Only when such a change enters the field, can we have a chance to complete the tasks assigned by our ancestors." His eyes glanced at the ground, where the teleportation altar was stored in the wide space, his face was ashamed Mavinda said meaningfully.

"Old Ma, do you think there will really be a main god who will take the initiative to send you to the door?" As one of the first builders of the fortification, Zhou Ke, who has been in this fortification for a long time, naturally understood Ma Wenda's eyes, But his tired body and cramped thoughts still made him unable to help asking, "The more you think about letting go of that martial arts reincarnation, the more unreliable it becomes, although he didn't see anything valuable. things, but once he exposes our position to non-targets, we may not be able to survive the days we are now. Also, what should we do if he dies outside without getting close to the target? You don’t know how to fight outside. How intense, how frenzied..."

"Okay Zhou Ke, that's not what we mortal disciples should worry about. Those who should worry about that are the three guest ministers, the ancestor Wang, and the ancestor Long!" Jiao Chuanzong, an inner sect disciple of Huamo Peak who was in an emergency to fight the fire, leaned on his pockmarked long flag with many bells on it, and said very tiredly, "Instead of thinking about that, it's better to save some energy and wait until the main god comes to the door. There must be a fierce battle here, don’t blame me for not reminding you if you don’t have the strength then!”

"Based on the intensity of the battlefield, my little ones will probably fall on their backs in a few days!" Hearing Jiao Chuanzong's persuasion, Zhou Ke smiled wryly.

While talking, he also took out a black clay jar containing Gu insects from the big sleeve that was missing a small circle.

When the finger was pinched, a small round window opened on the side wall of the earthen jar, showing Jiao Chuanzong and Ma Wenda the scene inside the earthen jar.

The person lying inside is the one who has just completed the task and has shrunk in size, resembling an earthworm, but with teeth and claws that are countless times more ferocious than the earth-digging insect Gu.

Jiao Chuanzong and Ma Wenda didn't need to have any professional knowledge about Gu insects, they could also see that the state of this Gu insect was not right.

Before the two of them could inquire, Zhou Ke, the owner of the Gu worm, explained first: "As I said just now, my little baby is exhausted, and of course this one is rounder, so you can't tell. But that’s probably what it means.”

Looking at the ground-digging bug Gu who couldn't tell the difference between the front and the back, but lying there motionless, with only sporadic twitches, Jiao Chuanzong and the two nodded, which seemed to agree with Zhou Ke's words.

However, the difficulties facing the three people, and even the entire fortification, cannot be avoided by using personal difficulties as an excuse.

Although a teleportation altar was established underground, for the sake of the concealment of the plan, it is not allowed to activate before the target arrives. With its convenience, there is no need to count on changing defenses with the rear.

"I still have a spare Hercules Demon here. For the two-day fortification repair task, you should use him first. Although the combat power of this thing is average, it can still work. Let your Gu worms have time to rest and recuperate. Resting should be fine!" Jiao Chuanzong said as he took out a hand-sized triangular flag embroidered with black smoke and white bones from the treasure bag, and handed it to Zhou Ke.

Ma Wenda at the side also handed a small bronze coffin the size of a palm to Zhou Ke.

"There are three Yin corpses inside. Although they can't help much, it should be no problem to make up the numbers! We are all suffering so much, and the variables should end soon!"

　In May, the full attendance standard was met, but the full attendance award was not paid to Pindao. I was confused and panicked, and I couldn't get in touch with the editor. Worry!
　　After self-inspection, I found out where the problem was. I didn’t exceed words for two consecutive months, and I canceled full attendance (I have been talking about it for many months).

　　
　
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