Dark Blood Age

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In the stars, the circular rotating battlefield is being dismembered. The light emitted by a starship thruster converges into two rivers of light, one pulling away from the battlefield and flying far away, the other converging towards a world of blue. In a dark cosmic context, the quiet group of light shines, each traveling vastly, forming a magnificent image of recovery.

Those who only see this scene will not think of it as a thank you curtain for a bloody war. They will only admire the greatness of civilization and wisdom and the spectacular miracle of life and technology.

A magnificent battleship followed, with scales all over it, bathed in a bloody glow, passing from around the Cold Star fleet, through the long side of the ship, with soldiers from both sides staring silently at each other.

Cold Star's eyes filled with rage, while across the street it was freezing cold.

Both sides remain silent.

A flat white starship swept over the Cold Star Fleet at close range, and the source point of the signal array was clearly visible on the elongated body, sweeping the shadow past the Cold Star Fleet deck.

A sombre young Earthlings officer, dressed in a silver pencil and dressed in a military uniform, floated quietly on a piece of rubble, underfoot flying the corpse across the floor, helping the army with a knife, raising his head silently to the end of the forward flat starship.

“Staff Counsellor Chen, have the body retrieved. ”

“Commander Qi, is this your selfish destiny? Or did it give you a new order? ”

“Mr. Chu has sold a great deal of resources and cannot afford to waste them. ”

“How could it be? Isn't there a lot more? How much did Mr. Chu sell? ”

“The day before yesterday, I was in charge of emergency supplies, ordered to open warehouse 326, warehouse 712, warehouse 219… it was already empty. ”

“How… did someone dare to use strategic goods privately!? ”

“Staff Counsellor Chen, do it. ”

“Mr. Chu is not here, I'm afraid it's going to be a big mess...”

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Alone, hanging from the dead.

Since it is not possible to retreat with the coalition fleet, it must be a death battle.

Chu Yunsheng also has a certain background, the spirit remains intact, the body is intact, the insect body is still there, the purple sword is in the hand, and the script is even more abundant.

At the very least, a minimal spiritual deduction can be made to create the Nine Heavens Yuan Character and destroy all living beings and warships here.

But he was too low to control the nine-dimensional character regardless of my enemy's wanton extermination, which is why Cold Star Fleet was withdrawn from the battlefield as soon as possible with the Allied Fleet.

What difference does it make to suicide unless he wants to go to battlefield three without a trace?

Nothing but premature and premature death.

Even so, if he used a little bit of the weak layer here, he would still be in danger of dying on the third battlefield, leaving only a slight chance of death.

Qingmeng Yuanmen is regaining his strength, Chu Yunsheng is not in a hurry to attack. When he comes to the world of Qingmeng, he cannot find the exact direction of the attack. Second, he is also accumulating his own energy. By the time it strikes, he can dissolve the fourth sword style and hit it back to its original shape.

Consumption wars, sports wars, are his initial tactics at this moment.

Qingmeng is waiting, he is waiting, waiting for the remaining fleets to come together.

When the first battleship revealed a bleeding hull in the blue, Chu Yunsheng immediately flew in the opposite direction.

In that moment, in his sight, under the curtain barrier of blue, a giant ship in front of him, Heran arrays, revealing a frozen glimmer.

In less than a second, all sorts of hits came together.

Without the operational support system of the three major fleets, Chu Yunsheng did not know what were the hundreds of blows he had suffered instantly?

All he knows is that between moments, the countless symbols in front of him all burst, the body's energy collapsed and gathered, gathered and scattered, the armor shook and the body boiled.

But he did not retreat, and years of instinct told him that the bloody lone warship behind him was not just a decoy, but a giant trap, and that the one who went would die.

Pushing out the new body energy, Chu Yunsheng fought against the suppression of the Blue Mongolian forces and rushed towards the flotilla ahead.

Simply enter the fleet and infuse a small amount of spirit with the power of the Purple Sword to kill.

However, the other party seemed to have known what he was thinking, and when he forcibly struck a distance, he flew away, leaving him far behind at the speed of the battleship.

Immediately afterwards, a second battleship formation appeared again after the battleship had been dispersed, and after the first battleship had been dispersed, the fire had opened completely.

Then, after his death approached him, he spread out again at high speed, and the third array of pivots came to kill him.

The power of a pivot stretches between the blue and the blue, and the five attributes of energy are like boiling oceans, tearing everything apart.

Ruwen consumed at extremely fast speed, his body energy was more like a horse and flower into and out of his body, Chu Yunsheng knew that this could not continue, but he had no way, no battleship, he could not catch up with the enemies in the Blue Mongolian battlefield like fish.

He can only push his speed once, rushing forward at all costs, and always be on the lookout for any possible resumption of the Blue Mongolia Gate.

The three fronts after the dispersion did not rearrange, but circled around Chu Yunsheng in their respective trajectories like astronomical instruments, high-speed flying, high-speed striking.

As soon as he rushed up, they retreated again and proceeded to coldly strike.

Chu Yunsheng's main energy has not been able to draw from the elementary character into the body. His body is bathed in the fire energy from the top. He holds the sword of purple gas, but he is invincible!

Looking ahead at the formation of the pivot formation again, Chu Yunsheng finally gave up his impact, returned to the sword into the sheath, and cast the stabbing gun as a strong bow.

These pivots are hidden in extremely fast battleships, and their targets, while in an empty universe, remain obvious.

The first war arrow lashed with fire elements, and he struck forward again.

Once the battleship is fired, the main body of the pivot will never be faster than he was.

Yet the arrows had gone, and yet, halfway through the road, they had died.

Without black gas, the arrow warfare technique was suppressed by the Blue Mongolian Gate, and in his present realm, not even a fireworks.

But it is true that the only high-speed long-range strike was by Yun Sheng.

After a series of battles, he could not find the other party's slight bloom. Even though the other party had already been destroyed by the coalition forces, under strict command and cooperation, he seamed tightly and moved in and out of order.

Even all kinds of deadly strikes are orderly, interconnected and expanded.

He was like a headless fly flying around in applause.

It's Yuen Gan, so what? What if you know the number one sword in the world?

So what if you have a unique body, a metagas protector?

Still like a dog under the sophisticated War Machine!

After Cold Star, Chu Yunsheng knew the importance of fleet cooperation, but still did not expect that, under the huge war gap, even the source gate, he had no power to fight back.

It was no longer just a question of whether or not the method of warfare of the enemy would be known, not knowing where they would attack from, not knowing where they would converge next, not knowing what kind of attack they would launch at the next moment.

However, he still did not give up. After all the wounds, he finally waited until the energy of the body, which had been gathering alone, climbed to a sufficient level and immediately drew the sword to cut out the fourth sword.

During the disintegration and disintegration, the blue world actively retreated at extremely fast speed.

Chu Yun lifted up against various fierce blows, quickly sent out dozens of arrow shadows, then dragged the remnants of the material burning under the blow, pounding on it, destroying four or five battleships that could not be avoided in one breath, and were hit by arrow.

This was the first and greatest battle he had fought alone.

Then the blue world swept in again.

He became a cage again, unable to touch the shadow of the enemy.

But he still has the metaphor, the main armor is still there, in the face of a more fierce attack, trying to avoid, hard until the fourth sword can be sworded.

Second time, third time...

Chu Yunsheng's metaphor drains heavily. The body's energy flows dramatically. The fourth sword type frequently makes swords.

The body and armor have also been traumatized countless times, healing old wounds before new wounds could appear at neither the home of the pivot nor the rate of recovery of the worm body.

Except for being bathed in the fire energy, all over the body is a scar to deter people, which is extremely severe.

But he gradually realized that Qingmenyuan Gate had reached its limits, that its injuries were not as light as he had initially thought, and that the fourth sword at a time had delayed its recovery a little more than he had guessed.

Its ability to sustain the Blue Mongolian battlefield at this moment is already at its limit, otherwise there have been several excellent opportunities to strike him once and for all, and he is ready to use his soul, but it has failed to do so.

But even so, dragging it down seems to still be him.

Faced with the unpredictable and close cooperation of the enemy, it resembles a huge war machine. In the battle of strange stars, he fought like a deep cage, his strengths could not be realized and his weaknesses were magnified indefinitely.

Over time, they are acquiring more and more of their own battle parameters, building more and more accurate analytical models, and eventually he will face not the enemy, but a perfect program to kill him.

But it is still slaughtering, relying on battle readiness, struggling with increasing bodily injuries, resisting sinking, exploiting the short space opened by the fourth sword to destroy the enemy's power, one by one.

This process was so long and so dramatic that the brutal battle with life consuming each other continued as the fourth sword disengaged the light of the battlefield, crossed the stars and sent intermittent messages one after the other to the Left Rotary Coalition fleeing to the third battlefield.

Another heavy blow, Chu Yunsheng felt the whole body flying lightly, and this is a gravity-free starry sky!

He did not know if it was the kind of vaporization attack he had initially encountered, but it was followed by a force that came from above him, almost smashing through his body, carrying the substance in his body and waving it in the dark sky.

Not knowing when, he was gradually forced into an angle, but when he was alert, he was already late.

Flipping and positional changes in space gradually disorient Chu Yun, who has lost his combat system.

The first bloody battleship suddenly appeared in front of him, with no pungent light, no strong ability to shake, like a highly skilled doctor, with a clever scalpel, cut several mouths on his body.

When he struggled to escape, he found several slight and almost invisible wounds in his already severely injured body, penetrating his body, under the illumination of Mars, forming a light shadow penetrating through a path, as if pierced by a blade of light.

Not only are the wounds not healing, they also throw life materials out of the body at high speeds.

It was like dialysis, and he couldn't find the film.

Lifting his head, Chu Yun looked up at the progressively fewer battleships ahead. The surrounding blue clouds persisted, only that the two sides had not said a word.

His blood followed the sword of Purple Qi, scattered in the empty sky, and his body volatilized at visible speeds.

Then again, he slaughtered a battleship that gradually appeared lonely.

Sword style!

Heaven Breaking Arrow!

Three swords in a row!

Rune raging!

Return, hard resistance...

Again and again, bathed in blood, little half of his body had been thrown into the stars, Chu Yunsheng, like the devil rushed again towards fewer and fewer battleships.

He had all the eight-stage wood-fired attack symbols in his hand, and at this moment, in the opposite battleship, he was also being prepared with the final weapon.

As the parties approached each other at high speeds, it was finally time to dagger.

The battlefield was littered with fragments and bodies, silently describing the seriousness of this constantly silent and silent war.

Chu Yunsheng did not know. At this moment, far away in the voyage, the Left Rotary Coalition was also silent. Looking at the message from the light after the battlefield of his sword-style split source door, many fleets did not think that Chu Yunsheng could persist to this day.

However, compared to the Left Rotary Coalition, Chu Yun Sheng's people in the desolate starship opposite, watched the blood battle severely wounded Chu Yun Sheng, a grief in his heart.

This is the waste of the divine kingdom!

He didn't understand anything, he went left, he went right, he didn't give up for a moment, he fought them with his life, he fought death until he killed them only a few ships left.

This is the god kingdom's safekeeper back then!

They should have fought side by side, in the same trench, together with the Divine Reserve, against the enemy.

Today, they, the former left-handed camp men, are on the verge of annihilation with the god kingdom's former warlord.

Is this an ironic joke?

The tragedy of the left-handed man?

why?

By pressing the last weapon launcher, many lives shed tears that did not exist for thousands of years...

“Divine kingdom...”

In a bright white light, a cloudy misty life is saddened and turned into flying ash.

“Why!? ”

The leader of life in a sharp starship looks sadly at the glow of swallowing, every cell in his body seemingly weeping.

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Chu Yunsheng passed through the moment when the aurora burst into brilliance, the spirit covered the whole body and pulled away.

It was at this moment that his spirit was touched, with a glimmer of sorrow and tears.

He “saw” an old creature touching his spirit for a moment, tears falling like rain, saying things he could not understand at all.

He “sees” a dying creature through spiritual "sees” his moment, his eyes filled with sorrow and grief.

……

Finally, he found the body of life in blue.

Half its body has been ripped off by the rays of silver guns, leaving it in the process of burning eight-stage wood-fired metaphors.

The blue world swept back like a drop of tears.

It looked at Chu Yunsheng, watched the fleet of other companions who had come so desperately, in the midst of the extinction of the smoke, and said in a desolate manner:

“Why?”

“Why don't you show up when you should and when you shouldn't? ”

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Chu Yun lifted up his spirit, it had dissipated a sky in the stars, and apart from the fragments of the high-speed chaos, he seemed to be the only living man on the battlefield.

He succeeded in deceiving the enemy, deceiving him with a real near-death wound, to dazzle him, but with no joy of success, only a faint cold.

why?

He did not know that this near-brutal killing would continue, looking to the enemy fleet in other directions that had arrived so desperately.

The world is still cold.

“Don't eat that. Keep it. I can use it. ”

Chu Yun turned back and prevented the incubator from attempting to swallow the only remaining line pivot.

Floating in the debris, Chu Yunsheng still looked at the dot of light that came as hard as he could.

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