"What kind of power is this, even the main guns of the vanguard battleship can't help him."

Above the sky, Mo Wuxin single-handedly confronted a vanguard warship, without falling behind at all.

"Is this the power of immortals? It's really not ordinary, maybe it can be stronger. Mo Wuxin single-handedly supported the space barrier, his eyes revealed a terrifying essence, the amount of calculation of the genetic system in his body soared wildly, and the area of the space barrier became larger.

"What to do? What to do? Damn, are these super soldiers all TM gods? "A large group of gluttonous warriors operating the space battleship in the vanguard battleship operated with their fingers crackling, but they were helpless at all.

The commander-in-chief of the vanguard battleship, in a cold sweat, hurriedly reported the situation to the main ship. "Report to the commander-in-chief of the main ship, the enemy has been promoted to a god, our god-killing martial arts are very limited, and the soldiers do not have god-killing level combat capabilities, ask for support, ask for support."

"The main ship has received, I am reporting the battle situation to the king, please .....be patient, the king has ordered that all the battleships on the battlefield of the Northern Star be withdrawn, waiting for further orders." The commander-in-chief on the main ship first reassured for a while, and then solemnly conveyed the order to the lower levels.

"Withdrawn?"

"Yes, withdraw. The commanders of all the warships obeyed the order and immediately withdrew from the battlefield of the Northern Star, which was the order of the king. ”

"Yes"

The three main ships slowly started and left all the way to the southeast, more than a dozen pioneer warships also slowly turned around and retreated, and more than 700 fireships covered all the way, all kinds of laser cannons, energy cannons, and constantly fired to cover the safe evacuation of the fleet.

The silent bombardment stopped, making him slightly stunned, and his eyes turned to the departing battleship, secretly strange in his heart.

Although the company was very brave, killing two vanguard warships and more than 300 firepower ships in one company, and there were at least 100,000 gluttonous soldiers, everyone had reached the limit.

Although they were promoted to gods, their strength growth was very limited, and Liu Chuang could not fight at high altitudes, so he could only fight with gluttonous soldiers on the ground. Ge Xiaolun's body is the power of the galaxy, even if he is promoted to a god, he is not invincible in the true sense, except for the time when he just advanced, he killed one of the opponent's vanguard warships, and then worked hard, and after seven or eight hours of fierce fighting, he only destroyed one of the enemy's vanguard warships.

They need to rest, everyone's injuries are very serious, especially Liu Chuang, who is a lot of artillery fire for the rest place of his teammates behind him, and his physical function is close to the limit.

"The enemy has retreated?" Ge Xiaolun was lying on the ground, the Void Sword was still beside him, and he said breathlessly, now he has no strength at all.

Sun Wukong retracted his clone and landed on a crashed fireship on the battlefield below, staring fiercely at the retreating battleship in the distance.

"They retreated." Mo Wuxin came to his side in a flash, turned his head and smiled:

Sun Wukong asked in a low voice, "Why did they retreat?" ”

"I don't know, I guess it's our reinforcements coming."

"You mean angels."

"Yes"

On the southern periphery of the North Star, Angel Burning Heart and Angel Chase stood side by side, their secret communication was connected, and Angel Yan had already arrived to lead the Guardian Legion to Earth, ready to capture Bo Liangbing.

"The aliens are back, the aliens are back."

"We won, we're winning."

"It's incredible, they really won."

..........

The North Star has been surging in a hot way, and the cheers, shouts, and noises of the citizens have resounded throughout the city.

The artillery positions that had been lined up, seeing the retreat of the alien battleships, were a little dazed, and they saluted the soldiers on the periphery one by one quietly and solemnly.

"They really won!" Jiang Hehai held the binoculars and muttered to himself, looking incredulous.

Then, with a flash of light, the sword in front of them was gone, and the energy shield protecting the North Star was gone, revealing that their front was full of potholes of dirt, and the buildings that had once stood here had long since been reduced to ruins and scattered in the wind.

Sou! Sou! Sou! ....

A war passed, and the difference between the outer and inner enclosed land was at least more than a meter, and artillery fire spread for several kilometers around, all of which exploded into the sky.

Only a few fireships were still well preserved, and they fell into a huge crater, and Liu Chuang held a god-killing axe and stood in front of the fireship, maintaining this posture of resisting enemy fire.

Transformers and other big men hid in the crater, surrounding Optimus Prime to cover his injured body.

"Go and help! ~~~" Jiang Hehai shouted with almost all his strength, and he himself got out of the armored car and went to help with the guard regiment.

Angel Leng fought very crazy, his body was nailed by the Godkiller No. 1 spear, and the blood stains on his waist had not yet dried, and so did Angel Moy.

The gluttonous army does not have many god-killing martial arts, and after the battle of the Northern Star, their god-killing martial arts inventory has dropped to a single position, so their next situation will be even more difficult.

The battle of the North Star has gradually come to an end, the male soldiers are all wounded, Zhao, Liu Chuang, and Weilan are all seriously injured, and they can't be relieved at all without last month's recuperation, and without Yuqin's medical ability, the battle of the male soldiers company is even more difficult.

In the land of China, hundreds of kilometers south of Yellowstone City, on a highway hundreds of kilometers south of Yellowstone, the Rose Driver's car was parked in the middle, his brows were furrowed, his eyelashes were straight and slender, and his red hair hung down on his shoulders.

Liang Bing sat in the back seat, his jade hand clenched his small fist, and he looked at the air very suspiciously.

She wears a beige coat, pink red lips, and long black leather boots that wrap her knees.

The jet-black hair was scattered aside, dancing gently in the wind, indescribably charming and bewitching.

Shivani and Liang Bing sat in the back seat together, orange light gauze group, crystal shoes buckled on their white little feet, hands in front of them, two lovely horns on their heads, very quiet sitting posture.

In mid-air, Angel Yan was dressed in silver armor, holding a flaming sword, his silver wings hanging on his sides, and his gaze was extremely calm.

Yan's holy wings fluttered slightly, the armor wrapped in a red mini dress, the silver combat boots also wrapped to the knees, and the golden hair hung down on his shoulders, and he said lightly: "Morgana, aren't you going to come out?" “

Beside her, fifteen angels, armed with flaming swords, lined up on either side.

"Unexpectedly, Frazer failed to kill you, and you dared to run over and die. Do you think you're Keisha, you dare to arrest me with such a few people, it's too self-righteous. Liang Bing shook his head, a mocking smile on his face, as if he was worried about the other party.

Yan showed a faint smile on his face, and asked rhetorically, "Do you think I arrested you?" ”

"Oh, who could that be? Keisha, a water chestnut, played with the disappearance, so that now the Angel Legion has no successor. Angel Hiko, you are not my opponent, go back to Angel Nebula with your angel legion, I can not trouble you. ”

"I," Shivani spat out a word, but didn't move.

Liang Bing's originally smiling face instantly condensed.