"Look! there's a figure there!"

At this time, everyone found that above the main city of Tarkel, there was a figure standing in the sky, some of them were old and bent over their waists.

"That's Grandpa, he's ready. A young man in the rear clasped his hands together and looked at the big screen calmly, there was not much sadness at this moment, everything was for the revolution of the supernatural people.

"Old man Mozhu is righteous!"

The rickety back became erect almost instantly, like an upright optimus pillar, the originally thin body became bulging, the spirit and spirit reached the peak, and the surrounding thousands of meters of air were pumped out.

"This is the power of the emperor-level powerhouse, the strongest realm of our Alien Clan. ”

Many leaders of the Aliens saw this scene with heartfelt admiration and worship.

The old man Mozhu has also been famous for a long time, he has a great reputation in the main city of Tarkel, there are thousands of disciples, there are several royal-level powerhouses who have gone out, and the king-level is countless, and the Mo family has also become one of the core families of Taker because of the reputation of the old man Mozhu.

"Alas, it's a pity that the power of his lifelong cultivation can only block a secondary cannon under the scientific and technological power of the alliance people, which is really sad......"

The earth is also the law of the jungle, and after the great powers are strong, all the warriors cannot hide, for fear of being destroyed by a missile, and the hard work of cultivation in a lifetime cannot withstand a single shell, a missile, isn't it a kind of sorrow?

But this is the real world, showing the law of the jungle to the extreme.

Regardless of your lifelong cultivation, your physical strength will not be able to defeat the power of science and technology, this is an indisputable fact, and it is also the fundamental reason why the Alliance people can live in the Southern Continent, and the alien people can only be driven to the Northern Hemisphere World.

Below the main city of Takir, countless people looked up.

There wasn't much joy or sorrow in their eyes, maybe they had predicted that this day would come, or they were ready for this day when their army of Paranormal people rushed to the south to fight.

Maybe they're fed up, this kind of dark life, pigs and dogs are not as good, and even the most basic life is difficult to guarantee.

Maybe this is a relief, maybe if this war can't be won, all death should be the best destination, in this Mi Lan Star, the chance for them to set off a revolution again is too small and too small.

However, many people still hoped that the old man Mozhu would be able to hold on, stretched out his hands and staggered them, closed his eyes, as if he was praying, but in the end he couldn't help but open his eyes and stared at the sky with a nervous face.

The blue light was already very close, and it seemed that the entire sky was tightly wrapped in blue, and even the people who had been in the ice and snow all year round felt a powerful heat flow approaching at a rapid speed, and this heat flow became stronger and stronger.

"My Mozhu old monster has been in his life for four hundred and fifty years, and now the age of the limit is gradually approaching, and I have witnessed the rise and fall of the alien clan, and now I am facing the biggest threat of catastrophe, I will do my best to protect my clan for the last time, although I have no regrets in death!"