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Ye Zichuan came to the forefront, witnessing the glory of the human race.

Ye Xiu had already reached the deepest part of the galaxy, and he was fighting with a hell master.

The lord of hell has already lost a lot, and the remaining few are powerful beings in charge of the deepest layers.

But even so, they couldn't get any benefit from Shang Ye Xiu.

"Retreat!"

In the darkness, a loud voice suddenly sounded.

Someone was sending a voice message to the hell master to make him retreat.

The hell lord looked at Ye Xiu unwillingly, just let another galaxy out?

Although he was unwilling, he also knew that he really couldn't defeat Ye Xiu in a short time.

Ye Xiu's strength is too strong, and he also masters the origin, so that he can't get any benefits.

"withdraw!"

As the order was given, the hell army gradually disappeared from here and retreated into the deeper part of the universe.

There are not many masters left in hell now, and they can't bear any loss, so they can only make this decision.

As the army of darkness retreated, the army of the human race began to sweep the star field.

"father!"

In the distance, Ye Xiu felt the breath of Ye Zichuan for the first time, and flew over here.

Looking at Yingwu's eldest son, Ye Zichuan also showed a relieved smile: "Good job."

He patted Ye Xiu on the shoulder.

Ye Xiu's battle armor still had blood stains on it, and he scratched his head at this time, looking a little honest, without the domineering arrogance of fighting just now.

The two wandered in the galaxy, and an angel took action, and the remaining dark energy was quickly purified.

The planets that have been eroded are also being gradually cleaned up.

It takes time to transform these planets to become a place suitable for ordinary creatures to survive.

"How could father come to the front?"

"Come out and take a look at the current situation of the human race." Ye Zichuan replied.

Ye Xiu patted his chest, and said proudly: "The territories that the human race has smashed now have nearly 30 percent of the Sun Face Universe. The hell army has been retreating back, not daring to smash us."

"Father's battle killed the six masters of hell. The masters of hell are already much less, and the remaining strong ones are no longer enough to fight against the human race."

"That's how it is said, but there are still strong men remaining in the Dark Temple, and they can't help but guard." Ye Zichuan warned.

"Don't worry, we all wear those little guys. If there is an accident, we can burst out with great power at any time."

This is the hole card Ye Zichuan gave them.

The twelve innate creatures represent twelve powerful beings.

The deeper the understanding of the source, the more powerful it can be.

In the battle thousands of years ago, the Human Race really reached the most critical moment. In the end, it was this trump card that blocked the strongest of the temple and the court, and the Human Race was not extinct.

Ye Zichuan looked at the human army advancing under his feet, and took a deep breath: "Hurry up. In the shortest time, clear the hell army from the sun."

"When necessary, I will also shoot!"

"Okay!" Ye Xiu's eyes instantly became extremely bright, and his blood began to boil.

It was also from this year that the offensive of the human race became more fierce and terrifying.

The mighty hell keeps retreating, and eventually even retreated to the edge of the universe, and there is a tendency to return to hell.

This scene is daunting.

To everyone, the mighty hell is like a nightmare.

But now, they are actually forced into this kind of field by the human race.

In the past, it was the first time that human races huddled in the Great Wall, resisting the invasion of darkness, taking the initiative to drive away the darkness like this.

The war lasted for more than three thousand years, and the Human race was attacking most of the time.

Fresh blood is constantly coming out of the Hongmeng universe to supplement the human forces. Therefore, in the galaxies occupied by the human race, there are human races everywhere, and they are not empty.

The territory occupied by hell is less than that of the sun, and it is compressed on the edge of the universe, shivering.

The human race occupies almost half of the area of ​​the sun, and it is opposed to the entire alliance.

Everyone knows that after hell completely recedes, it will be a war between the human race and the alliance.

The Alliance has made more than one shot against the Human Race, and the Human Race will definitely not just give up like this.

At the end of the war, Ye Zichuan left the territory of the human race and once again came to the battlefield of mythology.

The deepest thing in the battlefield of mythology always affects his heart.

What is conceived in that luminous object underground, like a thin film?

This is the biggest doubt in his mind.

Taixu was about to reveal a huge secret before he died, but was killed by the power of an invisible spell, which had to make Ye Zichuan suspicious and pay attention.

Through the thick soil, Ye Zichuan came deep underground.

In front of him, the translucent film still exists, and the light radiating from it is even stronger.

Inside the film, it was like a small sun gestating, Ye Zichuan even felt a heartbeat rhythm, which was stronger and clearer than the previous time.

Ye Zichuan used his own power to open the film, but the result was the same as before. With his powerful power, he could not break the bondage of the film.

Ye Zichuan frowned tightly and stared at the film, not knowing what he was thinking.

His attack can even penetrate the cosmic diaphragm, but now he is helpless with a thin film, which is truly amazing.

He can conclude that the contents of the film must be calculated by the old monsters in the court.

But what they are conceiving in such a big picture is beyond his knowledge.

After staying here for half a month and studying for a long time, Ye Zichuan had no choice but to leave.

Walking on the vast battlefield of mythology, surrounded by strong evil spirits, this is a completely blood-red world, as if it had been soaked in blood.

I don't know how many bones have been piled up on the earth, a piece of white forest, which can be traced back many epochs.

Countless creatures are fighting here, all in order to be able to become stronger and have a powerful force to protect themselves in troubled times.

But under the sky, how many strong people can be alone?

boom!

There was a sudden explosion in front, and the entire void shook, and large voids spread out, like an abyss, lying in the void.

Ye Zichuan looked to the front in amazement, and a sturdy man caused such damage with just one punch, which is truly amazing.

This is a powerful ten-level life!

But then, Ye Zichuan seemed to feel something, and his eyes gradually widened.

"It's him?"