The Fish-Man Brigade continued to pour into the True Dragon Dao, and now that there was no resistance, the entire Fish-Man Race seemed to be in order. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Last Moon Shadow is on the side of Hell Corner, and he also organizes the whole clan to move towards the outside of Hell Corner, and in order to guide the clan more effectively, he also releases N manifest bodies for segmented guidance.

And the body of the Last Moon Shadow has reached the Hell's Corner, and he opened up the spatial node and guided a large number of fish-people to come out.

At this time, the main plane of the earth is in the early morning, and the soft sun is sprinkled on the crystal snow of the Arctic Circle, reflecting a pure white luster.

"Oh my God! Is this the main plane? It's so dazzling, is this the sun? ”

"It's so beautiful! Is this snow? Every time I see something with color! ”

"It's so cold here, but it makes me feel so comfortable!"

A large number of fish-people were immediately intoxicated by the beautiful snowy scenery of the Arctic Circle as soon as they stepped on the main plane.

Even the extreme cold of the Arctic could not contain their excitement and restless blood.

"All the compatriots of the Shadow Clan, the patriarch of this clan has been in another race for nine hundred years, and the compatriots of the whole clan have been wronged, today, I lead everyone from the dark plane to the main plane, which can be regarded as compensation for everyone." Moon Shadow was also very excited, he jumped up a Xiaoice mountain and bowed deeply to the ShadowClan, "In the same way, I hope that all of the Fishmen will remember our common ...... God! His name is Su Haoran, he is the lord of the zodiac, and it is he who has opened the true dragon path, so that we can come out of the secondary plane, so that we can enjoy the sunshine, blue sky, and white clouds......"

Wow!

All of the ShadowClan, as well as some of the Madara who came after him, bowed to the Shadow of the Last Moon at the same time.

"Patriarch Mo, we thank you!"

"Long live the patriarch, God...... Banzai! ”

"Long live the patriarch, thank you to the god of our fish-people!"

Driven by the shadow of the end moon, Su Haoran was completely deified in the Fish-Man Clan.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Just when the entire Fish-Man clan crossed the border, saint-level beings from all over the world set their eyes on the sea somewhere in the waters of Northeast Asia.

There are huge waves, the terrifying law power is intertwined into a thunderous law chain, and the terrifying spatial cracks between the sea and the sky appear hundreds, and even intertwined into a net, enough to tens of thousands of square meters of sea water is boiling violently.

"Phantom City, don't struggle, even if you have been preparing to suppress your strength, now that your potential has been fully released, you have only been promoted to the half-step realm, fight with me, you can't do it yet!"

"You're wrong, I can merge with the Dao Realm laws in the Haotian Mirror in a short period of time, even if I don't reach the level of the First Advent Dao, I can also exert the power of the First Advent Dao, you can't do anything with me."

Between the boiling sea and the huge waves, a gray-haired man slapped his palms frequently, forming a heavy palm shadow.

And opposite him was Mr. Phantom City, who was holding the Haotian Mirror, and the mirror was transformed differently, shooting out light waves one after another, and fighting with his opponent on a par with him.

If Su Haoran was here, he would definitely recognize who the person who fought with Phantom City was, that's right, it was the great shaman Tashi Lobu, who personally descended to the earth and found Mr. Phantom City.

Mr. Phantom City once told Zhu Jie that he said that Zhu Jie couldn't kill him, and at that time Zhu Jie also admitted that he could feel extreme danger from Mr. Phantom City, and now when facing the Great Shaman Ontology, he no longer suppressed his strength, and carried out the most powerful ascension, and in one fell swoop he was promoted from the Manifestation Level to the Great Sage level, and it was the Great Sage of the Half-Step Dao Realm.

The terrifying destructive power generated by the contest between the two was enough to easily shake the Saint Entry Level into powder with the aftermath and annihilate it on the spot.

"Phantom City! Are all the preparations you have made to deal with him? ”

"Great shaman, he's really back!"

"This is the Dao Realm level, you can kill the Great Sage with a wave of your hand!"

In China, Zhu Jie, the fierce monk and Wang Shao stood on the top floor of a skyscraper, looking out over the waters of Northeast Asia.

All three of them had a calm face, frowning, and looked extremely heavy.

"Hairpin oil! That Phantom City that beat me with a stuffy stick is so strong! And that guy...... Who is he? At this time, the great god squinted at a small town in country M, and his gaze seemed to travel half the world, staring in the direction of Northeast Asia.

Under the fierce battle at the Dao Realm level, the battle between the Winged Terran and the extraterrestrial invader spaceship fleet above the Pacific Ocean was overshadowed.

At this time, the air battle was still not over, and the battle lasted for nearly ten hours.

From the huge spatial teleportation wormhole, there were 30,000 spaceships descending.

The aliens are powerful in technology, even if they are three times less in number than the Winged Terrans, but their combat effectiveness is even better.

And the Winged Terran is also fierce enough, with a large number of attrition, the remaining Winged Terran can be described as all elites.

Among them, thirty Winged Terran Saint-level existences were even screaming and slaughtering in all directions, at this time, the 100,000 Winged Terran army had already lost two-thirds, all the Winged Terran were killed, and the battle spaceship of the extraterrestrial invader army had also lost most of it.

No, to be exact, there are actually less than ten of the thirty saint levels of the Winged Human Race now.

Because the two great sages of the extraterrestrial invaders have personally ended, one of the great sages of the Holy Clan has blue hair flying, and the other of the Great Sages of the War Clan is flying with metal, and they walk in the air with the power of powerful holy words, even if the Winged Human Race is known as the overlord of the blue sky, in the face of these two great sages, they are also crops that can be harvested at any time.

The Winged Human Race has fallen nearly twenty saints, all of whom were harvested by these two great saints.

However, the remaining ten Winged Human Race Saint Rank have learned wisely. The Great Sage who used the Holy Word to fly in the air, after all, was not as flexible as these birdmen in the air, and they tried to avoid the two extraterrestrial Great Sages as far away as possible, but kept attacking the battle spaceship fleet, which made the two Great Sages so angry that they didn't want to.

"Winged Humans, are you just going to run away?"

"Birdman, if your remaining ten Saint Levels don't come to fight, I promise to kill all your remaining Birdman warriors in a very short time."

The Great Sage of the Holy Clan and the Great Sage of the War Clan, their faces sank terribly, and when they were fighting the Winged Human Race, they were also paying attention to the battle situation in the Northeast Asian Sea.

They found that Lord Tashi Lobu had actually met an opponent, and the terrifying strength of that person made the two great saints feel a sense of oppression that they were powerless to resist, and this feeling was very uncomfortable.

The more uncomfortable they were, the more the two extraterrestrial great saints wanted to end the battle here as soon as possible.

It's a pity that the Winged Human Race, which was not taken seriously by them, showed extremely strong combat effectiveness. The Winged Terran is the master of the air, even if the Winged Terran Saint Level has just come out of the sub-plane, and the laws over there are not complete, their actual strength is not as good as the Saint level of the main plane at all, but in the air, they have an absolute advantage, and the flexibility in the air completely makes up for their lack of combat power.

"Huh! Aliens, do you think we Winged Terrans will be threatened by you? ”

"Our warriors will fight for the honor of the master of the air, and it is not terrible to die in battle, because the glory of the air will always belong to our winged people!"

"Aliens, you're finished, go against our Winged Terrans, I promise, when our Winged King comes, I will kill you all."

The saint-level of the Winged Human Race, while attacking the battle spaceship team, responded to the two extraterrestrial great saints.

At this time, they already knew that their opponents were not earthlings, but they didn't think it was an oolong battle, because they had just rushed out of the sub-plane and were attacked by the aliens, which made them feel that the aliens were coming at them.

The extraterrestrial colonists also don't know that the Winged Humans have just left the sub-plane, and they now feel that their attack is not wrong, thinking that the Winged Humans have joined forces with the earthlings to kill the Winged Humans, and the Winged Humans are the masters of the air, which will pose a huge threat to their spaceship team, and these birdmen must be defeated.

So the battle in the Pacific became more intense.

In the direction of the Holy See, Xiang Erding and the Pope are both observing the battle situation, one will look at the Phantom City vs. the Great Shaman, and the other will look at the Winged Terran vs. the extrastellar spaceship team.

"Your Excellency, are we going to make a move?" Ask Erding for advice from the Pope.

"Don't rush yet." The Pope said very calmly: "Zhu Jie of Huaguo is not in a hurry to make a move, and we are not in a hurry. Xiang Erding, you have just broken through to the level of manifestation, and your cultivation is still unstable, I know that you are eager to fight and quickly stabilize your cultivation, but we must seize the opportunity. ”

"Yes! I understand. Xiang Erding bowed slightly.

……

"Hahaha! Blue sky, white clouds, snow and ice! ”

"Is this the Arctic Circle? Sure enough, the new era of the main plane is coming, and I feel that the magnetic poles of the earth are changing rapidly, and the aura of heaven and earth is also very strong. ”

"Laws! The main plane really has a complete law, and I feel that in this environment, I will be able to reshape my cultivation in less than ten years, and I will soon be able to become a genuine Manifest Saint-level powerhouse who can truly use the Manifestation Body. ”

A few hours later, almost all of the Fish-Men appeared in the Arctic Circle outside the Hell's Corner, and the Fish-Man Saints cheered in the snow.

All the fish-people of the same level also felt the difference in the main plane.

The aura of heaven and earth on the earth is actually not as good as that of the dark plane now, but with the recovery of the vitality of heaven and earth, the aura is almost growing at a speed that can be felt by the master's spiritual sense.

At this time, Su Haoran and the Great Sage of the Ban Clan also walked out of the space node.

"Welcome back to the main plane of the Fish-People, you may have been away from here for tens of thousands, or tens of thousands of years, but today...... You're home! Su Haoran added his zodiac clothes, flew into the air, and said with a smile.

With the power of the Holy Word, it spreads so that the 300 million and a half fish-people can hear it.

"It's God!"

"It's our God!"

"Thank you, God, for leading us into this world of light."

The ShadowClan led the way in chanting, and then the entire Fish-Folk cheered.

Su Haoran raised his head and rolled his eyes, thinking secretly in his heart, yes, isn't my brother a god? Lao Tzu just wants to be a flesh-and-blood person, and he doesn't want to be a god who is incensed in a photo!

Hey!

Just when Su Haoran was not very satisfied with the title of God, he suddenly turned his head and looked at a certain sea area in the direction of Northeast Asia!

"Damn! Great Shaman! Su Haoran's eyes narrowed into a slit, but there was a glint flashing out of his eyes, "It's not good, my master is going to lose!" ”

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