The Mightiest Little Peasant

After a long time, the black torrent pouring into the battlefield finally stopped.

Click!Click!

On each black pyramid, there are countless channels appearing, countless figures rushing out from them and converging.

A flag of battle stood up.

The monstrous spirit of killing fell out of these battle flags and spread out.

These nine-colored tribes, all dressed in armor, have a beautiful face, and between their brows and hearts, the divine crystals sparkle with a shining glow.

"Humph! Human clan ants! Unbearable!"

"After this war, there is no more ancient world!"

They looked into the distance, and the positions shrouded in heavy battles were all sneering and disdainful.

How many major battles do you want to block their Protoss army?

It's ridiculous!

Don't limit yourself!

As long as his protoss army is crushed, they can tear these large formations into pieces, and then crush that group of remnants into powder.

"Huh! This group of remnants, really want to resist! Not to mention, let them finally struggle!"

In front of the battle, in a particularly huge black-gold tower, a golden figure swept out, and nine circles of gods shrouded in the back, it was the angel.

Behind him, countless figures came out closely, densely packed, full of thousands of people.

Each one is shrouded in divine light, like a blazing sun.

These are all nine-star gods and supreme characters.

Among them, there are many Taoist figures, exuding a breath that is particularly powerful, far more than other gods, and they are all in the same level of existence. There are even many, the breath is more terrifying, but it is close to the existence of true immortals.

These are all old monsters from the nine-color clan. They have lived for some years, many of them were created by the first generation and have experienced several wars.

"This ancient world should also be wiped out. I personally sent those old opponents on the trip!"

"This time, I will definitely wash away the last shame!"

When they looked into the distance, their eyes were cold and the murderous sky was high.

"what is that?"

Soon, someone urged Shen Tong, penetrated the heavy formation, and the endless radiance, and saw the situation in the human race. The ship was shrouded in dazzling glory, as bright as the stars, and attracted their attention.

"I can't feel the breath, but it's the battle boat!"

There are gods disdain.

These big ships are very impressive, but after all, they are just warships. What can they do? At most, they are accompanied by some defensive circles. There is nothing to pay attention to.

"Also!"

Many noble gods nodded and looked away.

"Huh? One, two, three... How can there be so much of this supreme fairy?"

After they swept through the human race, Supreme Xianhui was counted, all a little surprised.

The number of human race supremes is too much, far exceeding their expectations.

Originally, according to their estimates, the human race supreme did not exceed one hundred, but now there are as many as one hundred and sixty.

"It's not surprising that it's all here. This group of remnants must be used by all family members. It's not surprising to cultivate some supreme ones." God said.

"Also!"

"It's just some new supreme supremes, what's so worrying about, that kind of waste, I can kill one with a sword!"

All the nine color gods were relieved, and then they sneered.

"Ji Jie! There are still a few female supremes who are really good-looking. If they are caught, they will be happy when they are in the furnace, every day!"

Some people stared at several female nuns in the human race supreme, with a weird smile and a wicked look on their faces.

"Those newcomers are best dealt with, or don't kill them, get up and take them back to the alchemy, and use their flesh and blood, the elixir made by the immortal, they are all superb gods!"

"This is a good idea, not only the Supreme, but those human emperors can also be made into the medicine of Dabu!"

The eyes of many nine-color gods glanced back and forth among the human races, full of greed and beauty.

In their eyes, these lowly races are not creatures at all, but they are like ants and animals.

The messenger heard this and smiled, "No hurry, this group of remnants will not be able to run away anymore. Once you break through, you will catch it yourself, whoever grabs it will be whoever."

After a pause, he glanced forward and said: "This time... It will take a few days to break up, or if there is a foreplay first, which god is willing to go to challenge this group of evils, Yang My prestige?"

"I go!"

Immediately, someone could not wait to jump out, is a young deity, wearing a purple unicorn battle armor, extraordinary martial arts, outstanding temperament.

"It's the Kirin son of the Wu family!"

The angel looked and nodded slowly.

This is a young man from the Wu family of Tenjin. He has heard that his strength is very good. It is just a chance to challenge the human race and experience it. At the same time, he can also show the power of his nine-color god clan to the group of remnants.

"Okay! Go!"

The angel waved his hand and said.

"Thank you, God!" The young Wu Zun of the Wu family knelt down halfway and excitedly, a face flushed with excitement.

This opportunity is too precious!

Not only can he show his strength in front of the power of the entire Protoss, but he can also set the first merit of this battle, making him and Wu's reputation even higher.

The other gods who hadn't robbed were all regretful.

"Please also ask the angel to rest assured, a group of ants only, I will kill them crying father and crying mother, kneeling and begging for mercy, let them know the power of our gods!"

Wu Family God Zun shouted, then got up and swept towards the front.

"Human clan ants, I am the Nine-color God Realm, the god of the Wu Family God, I am only three hundred years old, and I have become a god. Among your human race, you can be five hundred years old, no, as long as you are under two thousand years old Come challenge me!"

He came to the front and shouted loudly.

"Cut! I'm three hundred years old before I became a goddess. You are so kind to say it."

"Is the three-hundred-year-old amazing? We have a hundred-year-old supreme here!"

Among the human races, there was an immediate outcry.

Then the Wu family deity was stunned.

He thought that his spread would cause the human race to be shocked and frightened. Unexpectedly, this group of ants not only was not shocked, but also yelled and sneered, making him a little unbelievable.

Is it not fast enough to become a goddess at the age of three hundred?

Centenary Supreme?

Ah!

Even if it is a medicine jar!What kind of supreme is this, but it is a waste!What is worth showing off!

Wu Family God sneered, sneering.

"The 300-year-old deity! I will meet you here!"

The human race, a large ship, swept out of a figure, and was heading out of the battle.

"Who are you? That so-called 100-year-old supreme?"

Wu Family deity shouted.

"No! I am the Five Emperors Dojo, madness!" Wudi preface shouted.

"Oh! It turned out to be the so-called five prefaces!" Wu Family God Zun sneered.

"I know you. I'm afraid you don't have that qualification to challenge me. What about that 100-year-old supreme? Let him get out! Are you blowing it up? Let him come out and let me see how much he has! "

Wu Jiashen shouted proudly.

The Five Emperor's Preface was stunned for a while, and his figure stood there.

In the human race, everyone's complexion became a little weird.

"Why? I'm afraid? Hahaha! What a hundred-year-old supreme is just waste, so I dare not come out, fight against me!"

The Wu family god stood outside the large array and laughed loudly.

"Haha!"

There was also a burst of loud laughter in the nine-color clan camp.

Centenary Supreme?

Isn't this a joke!Even in ancient times, there weren't many of them!This ancient world has withered like this, can you still show such characters?Who believes this?

It must be the human race blowing up and pretending to be.

"I'll go!"

On the big chemical ship, Tang Hao stood up, his figure flicked, and he swooped out, and walked towards the outside.

"Well? It's you? Are you the 100-year-old supreme?"

Seeing him, the Wu family god looked upright and sneered.

"Yes!"

Tang Hao responded faintly.

"Okay! Then you sign up first, lest you kill you, you can't even name your time!" Then Wu Jiashen Zun sneered.

"My name, Haotian!"

Tang Hao walked with his hands on his shoulders, drinking a long voice.

The sound was thunderous, rolling away in the battlefield of gods and demons.