A magma waterfall fell from the void, and then condensed into the shape of a man on the top of the mountain.【】

The man was dressed in white, with long hair as red as fire shawl. His eyes were as bright as lightning, and he scanned the entire valley with his hands behind his back.

Another name for the Ming Dao realm!

Han Ze used a formation to seal his aura and lurked on the top of the mountain.

In addition to Yun Luo, Mo Luo and Zhen Kun, another Ming Dao realm powerhouse appeared at this moment.

At this moment, where the strong man stood, the surrounding rocks melted and the vegetation was burned to ashes.

"Chibaiyu, you're actually here too?!"

Moreau is nearly one foot tall, with thick black hair that hangs loosely behind his back, and two short horns on his forehead glowing with cold light.

"Well... I just arrived yesterday." The man known as Chibaiyu replied: "I didn't expect that I could encounter the Qingluan inheritance on a planet of this level."

Qingluan is a kind of phoenix. It has the fastest speed in the world, but it is rare in the world.

In the entire universe, there is still an old Qingluan in the wilderness of Zhuyao. Apart from this, there is no trace of Qingluan in the three thousand major realms and countless small realms of the universe.

The earth is just an inconspicuous planet in a small galaxy on the edge of the Milky Way.

"That's a coincidence." Na Yunluo was sitting on the cart. He was as skinny as firewood, and the folds on his face almost covered his eyes. Only two electric lights could be seen shooting out from the position of his eyes.

Beside Na Yunluo, Na Gu respectfully accompanied him.

"Yes, if I had come later and missed this opportunity, I would have been sad for hundreds of years." The red and white feathers in white clothes beat the snow, and the red head moved with the wind. From a distance, it looked like a ball.

Flames scattered in the air.

Not far away, there were people sitting cross-legged on the spaceship shaped like a giant sword.

The man had blond hair and blue eyes, a high nose, and was wearing silver armor lined with black robes. More importantly, behind him, he had a pair of snow-white wings.

"Angels?" Zhang Baihua said subconsciously: "Aren't angels all beautiful girls? How can there be men!"

Although Zhang Baihua grew up in Longhu Mountain, her biggest hobby besides practicing daily life is browsing pictures of various beauties online.

A large part of the reason why Zhang Baihua wanted to learn about the angels in the West was because he heard that all these angels were beautiful women.

However, before the advent of extraterrestrial civilization, Zhang Baihua felt that this species did not exist at all, and that like the gods in Chinese legends, they were all products of myths and stories.

"This is the Yu Clan." Han Ze said: "But according to the earth's culture, there is nothing wrong with calling it an angel."

"They are all beautiful women as promised." Zhang Baihua only felt that two lines of clear tears were flowing down her cheeks.

He had fantasized about various scenarios of meeting angels, but he never imagined that the first angel he saw would actually be a man.

"Huh?" On the sword-shaped battleship, Gallie felt something in his heart and looked towards the top of the mountain where Han Ze and others were.

But the top of the mountain was already covered by Han Ze's formation, and Jialie saw nothing.

On the other side, Dao Domain's bronze warship appeared, and several figures floated down.

The leader was an old man, Wu Ziqing.

Next to Wu Ziqing, Qin Muxue stood pretty, also dressed in white, her hair was as cool as a waterfall.

However, Qin Muxue's face was cold, without any expression.

"Wow, it's that beautiful young lady from Daoyu whom I met before." Zhang Baihua looked like a pig brother, and her lips almost dripped onto Han Ze's shoulders.

Han Ze took two steps to the side and said: "You are a girl of this level. If you look like this, when the saints from all the major star regions come to you in the future, won't you have to die suddenly with the backflow of energy and blood?"

"Yes, yes, after all, we are all handsome guys, so we have to be reserved, we have to be reserved." Zhang Baihua wiped away the saliva from the corner of his mouth without leaving a trace.

At this time, Qin Muxue also looked coldly at the top of the mountain.

"Are there no people left in the Dao Domain and the Yu Clan, so they just sent two of these guys just to compete with us for destiny?" Zhen Kun said coldly: "This may not be too disrespectful to us, right?

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"Senior, please put away your arrogance." Jialie stood up from the battleship, a pair of wings behind him gently fanning: "To people in this civilized world, the Ming Dao realm is almost equal to gods, but I am equal to the big star realm

The living beings in the Ming Dao realm are just ordinary cultivators in the big star realm."

After Gallie finished speaking, lines flashed past the battleship beneath his feet.

Moro frowned slightly, because he could see that the battleship was actually a powerful magic weapon.

"Hehe, the Dao Realm is not as powerful as your big star realm, so for now I just need to arrive first." Wu Ziqing replied with a smile, then took out a small copper cauldron and held it in his palm.

The small tripod was only about an inch tall. It was purple in color but crystal clear, as if it were carved from jade. There were many strange and complicated patterns carved on the purple tripod.

When Wu Ziqing took out the small cauldron, everyone felt depressed. The sea of ​​​​spirits and seas of energy became silent at the same time, and even the movement of divine power in the body temporarily stopped.

"Holy Soldier!"

There was a rare change of expression on Yun Luo's face, all because of the small cauldron in Wu Ziqing's hand.

Because that little tripod is a holy weapon!

"Daoyu is really a generous person. He actually brought all the holy soldiers here." A look of surprise appeared on Moro's face.

"Hehe, it's just a holy weapon." Wu Ziqing said: "I am teleporting directly to the powerful from the star realm. This method is not worth mentioning."

Although Wu Ziqing said this, everyone's faces showed a hint of solemnity.

Holy weapons, those are the weapons of saints.

Every saint will spend his whole life trying to refine a weapon. This is the holy weapon, which contains a saint's life's hard work.

"Seeing soldiers as saints, Dao domain is really a good plan." Zhenkun said.

Once the holy soldier is revived, the ability it can exert is almost comparable to that of a saint.

The saint takes action, not to mention destroying a planet, even if it destroys a star system like the solar system, it is more than enough.

"What is the thing in the old man's hand? Why do those people look so afraid?" Zhang Baihua asked: "I just took a look at it and felt unsteady, and my divine sea almost collapsed."

At this moment, even Su Xinyao looked at Han Ze with interest.

Because just now, Su Xinyao was in the same situation as Zhang Baihua.

"It's nothing, it's just a saint's weapon." Han Ze said.

Han Ze was once the Supreme Being, but now he feels like a mediocre warrior when he sees the Holy Soldier.

"Saint?" Zhang Baihua and Su Xinyao have never heard of this realm.

Han Ze naturally saw the doubts between the two of them, and said eloquently: "According to the unified division of the major star realms, above the refining the void and joining the path, there is the Ming Dao, which transforms into the mortal world. You know this, and above the mortal transformation, there is

A true spirit has all kinds of incredible abilities. When it reaches the realm of true spirit, the cultivator is already a completely different kind of living being, almost a pure energy body."

"And saints are even more superior to true spirits. According to common sense, only Galaxy Cloud Civilization can cultivate a saint by devoting all its resources."

"Galactic cloud civilization?"

"That is, a civilization composed of more than 20,000 galaxies about the size of the Milky Way," Han Ze said: "But the cultural exchange and transportation facilities within the civilization are almost the same as those in China."

When Zhang Baihua heard this, he thought about it seriously, but finally gave up because he couldn't imagine what kind of civilization it was.

Even Su Xinyao was stunned. Galaxy Cloud Civilization was simply beyond their imagination and understanding.

In such a huge galaxy cloud, how many living planets should there be in it?

But today's earth, even the cultural integration and exchanges between countries have not been completed, and it is still at the lowest level of national civilization.

Seeing this, Han Ze comforted him: "But this level of civilization is not insurmountable. If you become a saint one day, traveling across the galaxy will be like going shopping now. Now is a great opportunity for us to rise."

On the outskirts of the Crimson Valley, almost all the big bosses from various civilizations who have descended on the earth have gathered. Except for Jialie and Wu Ziqing, the rest are all above the Ming Dao realm.

Although Han Ze values ​​​​the most the holy weapon in Wu Ziqing's hand, Han Ze will not attack Wu Ziqing.

Before Han Ze reversed time, he was hunted to the Dao realm. Wu Ziqing gave Han Ze a lot of help. In a sense, Wu Ziqing was still half of Han Ze's master.

Among these people, the one Han Ze wanted to rob most was Moro. The two were originally enemies, and the other one was Yun Luo.

Because Yun Luo had the highest level of cultivation and his longevity was about to run out, in Han Ze's view, even if Yun Luo didn't have any treasures, he definitely had a lot of magical medicines and elixirs that could be used to extend his life.

On the way out of the car, Yunluo didn't know why, but felt a little panicked in his heart. He had not felt this way for hundreds of years.

"Could it be that this trip is a sign of disaster?" Na Yunluo counted with his fingers, frowning slightly and said, "Strange."

In the hexagram, Na Yunluo Bing did not calculate the dangers of his trip, but it turned out to be a good thing.

"Sir, what's wrong?" Nagu leaned over and asked.

"It's okay." Na Yunluo replied.

In the void, several figures stood, looking towards the red valley.

"Everyone, it seems that you are not willing to take the risk first?" Chi Baiyu stood up, wearing a white dress that made a sound in the wind: "In this case, Chi is not talented, so he will show his shame first."

boom!

After speaking, Chi Baiyu suddenly took action, and a 10,000-meter-high volcano emerged behind him. The magma flowed on the mountain, forming huge runes. In the crater of the volcano, the magma was boiling, and blazing fire shot into the sky.

Chi Baiyu raised his hand, and the ten thousand feet volcano was lifted up by him and thrown towards the red valley.

Rumble!

The valley shook, and the ground cracked as if it was under tremendous pressure, with countless cracks spreading.

The five-color divine light that filled the valley boiled and rose into the sky.

This kind of five-color divine light that can easily penetrate the Hedao realm cultivators was directly wiped out under the 10,000-meter volcano.

"Hahaha... Everyone, Chi took the first step." After Chi Baiyu finished speaking, he moved into the Crimson Valley and disappeared.
Chapter completed!