Thunder Martial

Two exotic space-time creatures, both of which are only the realm of the King, are equivalent to the Divine King level in this world.

They rush forward, they fight, they devour, the battle ends quickly.

At the same level, heterospace creatures are much more powerful than the level 1 god kings because of their stronger rules.

Because the kings of God in this world are not awake.

Those nine pints, with Mars, became the food of these two alien space-time creatures, devouring them and returning to the sea of trees.

Fighting continued in the distance, and when the chief was found murdered, he was shocked and shocked.

In the absence of the dragons, the battle became a one-sided situation.

These people are invincible and have to flee.

The fog rolled over, and the fog came over the battlefield, harvesting the lives of these gods.

Desert lands turned into swamps, mumbling with blisters, soil splashing, giant crocodiles gushing from below, killing enemy alien space-time creatures one after the other.

The battle lasted a long time, with enemies losing more than 90% and the remaining less than 10% of the Divine Nation fleeing in horror.

Those alien space-time creatures that came, they were all killed.

This is only the first battle, and Purple doesn't want to kill it out, and this level of battle, whether it's for Dark Sky Ants or Finna's Astrospatial Creatures, has not helped in any way.

He's going to wait a little longer.

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Zacka was soon informed of the fighting and Mars was killed instantly, which made his face look very ugly.

Although the other side is one of his less important rulers, after all there is the realm of the Divine King, how can it be killed in an instant?

“Looks like it's ready. ”

Zachariah snorted coldly and said: "Go and ask Pitway to lead the team. If the other side does have two plans, remember to solicit them for us. ”

The divine clan that conveyed the message withdrew with a voice.

Compared to Mars' insignificance, Pitway is Zachariah's capable subordinate, or even his right and left hand, because he has enough level-5 boundaries.

This realm looks elsewhere enough to be the dominion of one force.

Pierre was able to control the number of troops, dozens or even hundreds of times as many as Mars died.

He took a great army of heterospace creatures, a great army of divine tribes, and several god kings, together to the region where the purples are located.

Pierre didn't care about the fact that there had been a great war before, but no bodies had been left behind, because heterospace creatures were very good at cleaning up.

“My lord, what shall we do now?” Looking at the sea of trees at the end of his gaze, a divine king asked.

“Direct war, when they can't hold on, naturally come out and ask us for peace, and then we will have real initiative. Go straight up and solicit, we'll be passive, and mistakenly think we're strong. ”

One word falls, the army pulls out, and countless heterospace creatures, like flood currents, push forward, collide severely with the forward heterospace creatures.

“Let these ashes fight first, and our men will fight later. ”

Pierre said lightly, not up front.

And he sat down with these god kings, and he cheered with these subordinates.

The atmosphere is markedly different with fighting ahead and drinking behind.

Other clan armies, also in the rear, did not fight.

The number of heterospace organisms is constant, so they are cannon ash and no one is heartbroken to death.

But these gods can't, and their fighting power, while strong enough to cultivate one, takes countless years.

They belong to elite soldiers and cannot be wasted like this.

In fact, deep down in Pierre's heart, instead of wanting to have these elites, he prefers the alien space-time creatures, which are cannon ash and endless in number, so that fighting is painful.

They're like war-born machines, and sometimes Pieter's heart grows mumbling, and God's cultivation of the powerful is so troublesome, how can it be equilibrium with those alien space-time creatures?

They have such machines of war that, once they have fully erupted, they believe that they will already destroy the Divine Nation and rule the Divine Realm.

After all, in all these years, the forces of Mother's Nest sitting in the town have all won.

When Pierre was drinking with his men outside the battlefield, Purple had been informed that he was drinking with monks and others.

He was equally impatient in this battle.

Because he is temporarily short of resources.

Just got back, let everyone rest for a while before we get used to it.

The battle then lasted for a month without delay on the part of the two leaders.

Throughout the month, heterospace creatures were involved in the war, killing and injuring countless people on both sides.

In the bottle, the last sip of wine ran out, Pieter stood up and watched the battle of cannon ash in front of him, his eyes quickly sharpened, "It seems that they are truly blind to the coffin and do not shed tears, everyone attacked, entering the forest all the way, destroying all the ancient trees. ”

Pieter's aura fluctuated, the aura of the Fifth God, causing discoloration in the heavens and the earth.

“Kill!”

Shouting out loud, the gods, who had not fought since their arrival, went forward and killed them.

Like a sharp blade, they cut off a flood of heterospace creatures and headed deep.

Meanwhile, Pierre marched from the air and flew directly into the ancient woods, "I'm going to go get their leader! ”

He flashed directly into the woods, and during that time the strong breath poured on him, and the ancient trees dared not attack him at all.

After going deeper than a decade, a light appeared ahead, blocking Pitt.

Pierre looked slightly when he saw the figure in the light.

It's a half-human half-beast with a very ugly face, but a strong smell, a five-pin.

His face changed slightly and there was a bad feeling in his heart.

Shuā

The half-human half-beast rushed towards him, and a powerful force emerged.

Pieter drinks furiously, his hands flash brightly, and a long knife appears.

He slashed his knife into the neck of a half-human half-beast.

A strange force of rules emerged from the half-human half-beast, seemingly forming a defense that blocked the blow.

“Boom!”

Meanwhile, the half-human half-beast punched out, accompanied by an energy roar, and Pieter flied out.

Coughing blood backwards, Pieter looked horrified and didn't expect the other party to be so powerful. There was a fear in his heart and an urge to turn around and run away.

A terrible scream suddenly rang from behind him, hearing that this was clearly the voice of his men, his face changed dramatically again.

Shuā

This half-human half-beast, similarly a five-product being, launched another attack on Pieter.

Its attacks are unspeakable, but terrible.