The man in green transformed from Qingluan's residual thoughts is no longer calm and calm at this moment. There are fluctuations in his body that are like gods and demons, threatening to cause chaos in the world.【】

At the feet of the man in green, the crimson lake was surging with waves, the waves hitting hundreds of feet and lapping against the black mountains.

Buzz!

Five chains of laws of different colors penetrate the sky, and the five-color divine light shakes the sky and the earth!

"No, retreat quickly!" The huge machines of the Rand people were shattered into pieces and exploded in an instant, turning into fragments and falling from the void.

The faces of those who controlled the machines were trembling, and they all rushed towards the sky at extremely high speeds, trying to escape from the Crimson Valley.

But, this is useless!

Just a divine chain of laws rushed out and pierced through the bodies of these people!

For some reason, when Han Ze saw this scene, he immediately thought of skewers.

"You guys really shouldn't be so presumptuous!" The man in green said with a cold voice and raised his head to look at the God Clan.

The God Clan sent a total of 365 masters, including ten Hedao realm cultivators.

These 365 people formed a large formation and suppressed Qingluan Cannian.

In the sky, pieces of runes are burning!

Buzz!

Behind the man in green, another divine chain of laws rose into the sky, roaring high into the sky.

The divine chain of laws stirs the void, like a dragon and a snake dancing together!

Boom boom boom!

In the air, a huge explosion sounded, thunder and lightning exploded, and a powerful shock wave spread.

This strong fluctuation can be clearly felt even dozens of kilometers away from the Red Valley.

Countless violent wind blades appeared, cutting through the earth and mountain peaks, cutting off ancient trees and rocks.

Then, Han Ze saw blood flowers blooming one after another in the sky, bright red and dazzling.

Then, the 365 people from the God Clan were strung together again!

"Does this ancient great power like to have sex?" Han Ze thought as he touched his chin.

That's not the case. Why does this big boss always like to string people together even though he only has residual memories?

Buzz!

The man in green shook the magic chain of law, and all the people who were strung along were thrown out and scattered in all directions.

"It looks like it's a bit tricky!" Chi Baiyu stood in the void. Behind him, a big sun appeared, worshiping him like a god.

Although Chi Baiyu also took action just now, thanks to the extra "sun" of the Flame Clan in the sky, he was not banned by the Law Divine Chain. Otherwise, he would definitely end up like Yun Luo and Moro now.

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Qingluan Cannian's power has completely exceeded their expectations.

In this attack, the Protoss suffered heavy losses, losing almost half of their troops that came to Earth.

And most importantly, Na Yunluo, currently the strongest person in the God Clan, was seriously injured and miserable.

Although many men and horses were lost, the tribes still refused to give up.

They claim to be powerful and advanced, and they want to lead or even crush the earth's civilization in both cultivation civilization and technological civilization. How can they be willing to suffer such losses here?

Therefore, around the Crimson Red Valley, more and more civilizational beings have arrived, and a large number of people have appeared in the sky, with the intention of attacking the Crimson Red Valley.

"Ants, no matter how many come, they are still ants!"

The man in green opened his mouth, and there was a circle of blood red around the dark pupils.

"Brother, although you have become extremely powerful and can be said to be one of the most powerful people in our Kunlun history, you were eventually corrupted by that thing!" On a mountain, the man in suits and leather shoes sighed,

There was relief and pride on his face, but more of it was regret.

Surrounding the mountain where this man was standing, in the vast wilderness, there were many monsters dormant, ready to take action.

"Young Master, everyone is almost here. Do you think we can take action..."

Surrounding the man, a man on crutches looked at him and said tremblingly.

This old man was dressed in a large blue-grey robe, with many fine scales on his arms, and his ears drooped down to his shoulders.

"Lao Jin, you are so old, but you still can't calm down!" On the other side, a black-faced man who saw the situation smiled and said: "These people, I'm afraid they can't let the second young master lift the ban.

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"Yes, if the Second Young Master's regrets don't lift the ban, it will be useless for us to take action!" A woman with a voluptuous figure said.

"Banned..." Feng Minghe, a man in a suit and leather shoes, raised his head and looked at the dark mountain.

At this moment, the dark mountains shook and rocks fell, smashing into the lake.

Above the crimson lake, the army of civilization descended, a mass of black mass filled the sky, exuding a suffocating pressure.

On Earth, TV channels in various countries broadcast live broadcasts of everything in the secret land almost 24 hours a day.

After seeing so many troops at this moment, everyone felt a sense of insignificance and weakness.

"With such an army, any one of them can destroy any country on earth, right?"

"It might have been possible before, but now I'm afraid it's a bit difficult!"

"Yes, there are rumors that China, the United States, the European Union, etc. all have their own special armies, which can compete with alien forces to a certain extent!"

Although there were some discussions on the Internet, no one went into it because everyone was paying attention to everything that happened in the secret place.

"What can you do?" Zhenkun asked and looked at Chi Baiyu.

In the sky, there is a "sun" belonging to the Yan tribe, emitting scorching light that will never go out.

In some ways, the power of the Yan clan is even more powerful than that of the Tao realm that comes with the sacred weapon.

Because the small star of the Yan clan is almost comparable to a holy weapon.

Unlike the sacred weapon, this star can provide the Yan Clan with endless power, and the Yan Clan does not have to worry about how to replenish the divine power after it is exhausted.

Under the suppression of the Great Dao, the Flame Clan is one of the few races that can exert its full strength. Even the God Clan cannot do this.

"Otherwise, I think it's better to retreat!" Chi Baiyu thought for a while and said: "If we continue to waste it like this, even if I wait until I get Qingluan's magical power, the loss will be too huge."

"So what?" Zhenkun said: "If you can obtain Qingluan's magical power and just sacrifice millions of lives, what's the harm?"

"I think you still don't know why we are here!" At this moment, Jialie, who had been sitting cross-legged on the Yu clan battleship, said: "What we are planning is much greater than this Qingluan's magical power, otherwise

Why do you think we crossed the endless star field and landed on this planet at the same time?"

The black robe of Galle's battle armor, with a pair of snow-white wings on its back, shines brightly in the sun.

"Come together?" Zhenkun heard this, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and then said: "Could it be for something that happened thousands of years ago?"

Thousands of years ago, many extraterrestrial forces came to the earth to find the "only opportunity", but it was not the right time after all, and each race gained nothing. In the end, a war even broke out.

In the end, each race retreated one after another, and some people stayed on the earth.

It took nearly a thousand years for civilization to gradually appear on earth.

There are even some extraterrestrial civilizations left on Earth that secretly affect the trajectory of Earth civilization.

Zhenkun is one of the strong men who stayed on earth after the war ten thousand years ago.

But this time, various races came, and he naturally didn't know the real reason.

"Is what he said true?" Zhenkun looked at Wu Ziqing.

In Zhenkun's view, those who hold sacred weapons are much more reliable than the Yu clan who talk about "justice".

"Indeed!" Wu Ziqing nodded.

Wu Ziqing held the copper tripod in his hand. He originally wanted to use the power of this artifact to forcibly imprison Qingluan Can Nian, thereby gaining Qingluan's magical power.

But now, Wu Ziqing is looking at this matter again.

Because in the final analysis, Wu Ziqing is just a person who has just entered the realm of Ming Dao. With his current cultivation level, he can barely use the holy weapon three times.

On the crimson lake, behind the man in green, five divine chains of laws shook the sky and the earth, piercing through the void.

Although the armies of all the tribes outside the territory filled the sky with a black mass, to him, they were nothing.

"Are we really going to retreat right now?" Zhenkun looked at the man Qingluan had turned into with his residual thoughts, feeling a little unwillingly.

"Retreat? I, the God Clan, will not retreat!" A strong man from the God Clan walked out, his whole body was wrapped in light, and his true appearance could not be seen clearly.

This time, in order to obtain Qingluan Cannian, the Protoss suffered heavy losses. If they just retreated, wouldn't the Protoss suffer a huge loss?

"I also feel that it is not appropriate to retreat at this moment!" In the void, light flashed, and an old figure appeared.

This old man has the appearance of a person from the Lingming Star Realm. Although he is old, his body is still strong.

He fell down in one step, and the void around him was trembling, almost collapsing.

"Mo Tianxing..."
To be continued...