Exotic land, beyond the rift of time and space.

The world here is vast, the splendid galaxies that can be seen everywhere are quiet and mysterious, stretching for hundreds of millions of miles, and the immeasurable magnificent starlight illuminates the eternal and unchanging dark void, giving birth to an epic and great saint civilization, which is a magnificent shock that no words can describe.

In the core area of a spiral galaxy, the colorful bright light is dazzling, with dozens of large planets as the core, tens of thousands of unimaginably large magic circles are in operation, and the rich exotic charm is permeating.

They joined together to form an extremely complex and huge divine array system, continuously absorbing the immeasurable Void Spiritual Qi essence within a radius of 100 million trillion miles, and after a series of transformations and changes, it turned into some kind of aggressive special substance, and then instilled into the other side of the space-time rift.

It is precisely by relying on the continuous injection of millions of years that the Great Dao Law System of the Taixu Starry Sky has been gradually eroded and controlled by the laws of this time and space, and the advancing battlefield of the Holy Clan's civilization will become stronger and stronger.

In the core area of the Divine Array System, the rift in time and space that was thousands of miles long was like a bottomless abyss in the background of the void, and the pitch-black warships that were thousands of feet long and had a hideous and vicious appearance formed a neat formation, and the fish sailed in one after another, disappearing into the depths of the rift.

The soldiers in the battleship have a fierce aura and are fully draped, and the weapons and armor on their bodies are flashing with a faint coercion, and they are all excellent equipment at the level of magic weapons, and these fleets are all elite military forces drawn from the major territories of the Holy Clan.

The territory of the Holy Race civilization is vast and vast, not only ruling all the planets and worlds that can be reached in this time and space, but several great Supreme Holy Ancestors have also discovered many new time and space worlds one after another, so for a long time, the legions of the Holy Race have always fought in different vast time and space, and have conquered one vast and rich territory after another, capturing countless rare resources and slaves.

Now, the situation in the space-time world called the Taixu Starry Sky has shown some bad signs, and the Pioneer Legion stationed there has suffered some heavy losses, because His Majesty the Holy Ancestor, who is in charge of the affairs of this galaxy, has issued an edict to mobilize more legions from the territory directly under him to support.

Not far away, a circular exquisite flywheel with a diameter of 100 zhang, shining treasure light, and a surface covered with mysterious rune prints slowly floated by, and the young Holy Emperor Jingryu stood on the edge of the flywheel, the gorgeous and majestic black and gold robe outlined a plump and bewitching curve, the silky long white hair fell behind the shoulders, and the gorgeous flower crown of gold and purple was worn on the top of his head, and the dark golden pupils quietly stared at the endless fleet and drove to the other side of time and space in an orderly manner.

Three feet behind him, hundreds of powerful vassals, guards, and servants silently stood like a group of silent statues.

Although this master's temper cannot be called violent, he is by no means a bully, he has a strong personality and is extremely strict with his subordinates, so no matter how trusted his vassals are, they dare not have the slightest transgression in front of him.

“…… Troublesome errands. ”

Jing Ryu muttered, a little resistant to the task sent by his own Holy Ancestor, he was the youngest genius in the clan, he had awakened the power of the ancient bloodline early, stepped into the Holy Emperor rank smoothly, and was recognized as a candidate for the next generation of patriarchs, and should fight against the most powerful enemies on the most dangerous battlefields, so as to earn greater glory and lay more territory for his clan.

It's just that the Great Holy Ancestor didn't know what to think about, and he actually transferred him back from the Nightmare Star Realm, and he came with his own direct legion, clearly to let him stay here.

For this reason, Jing Rong was very lost, although this Void Starry Sky can also be called vast and vast, comparable to the origin time and space of the Holy Clan's civilization, but after so many years, I have never heard of a Saint Ancestor-level existence appearing, and the number of quasi-saints is not much, so it is not worthy of being compared with the great Saint Clan at all.

If it weren't for the army of the Holy Clan fighting everywhere, the stalls were too big to cover everything, and His Majesty the Holy Ancestors wanted to sit in the outer regions to contain those mortal enemies, this was too void and starry sky to be wiped out by the great Holy Clan a long time ago, why let the war drag on until now?

At the end of the field of vision, a scarlet streamer flew by, and when he approached, he turned into a heroic saint man, his intricately crafted full-body armor and the gorgeous golden cloak behind him to show his noble status.

"Your Highness, the magic medicine you asked for has been delivered."

He held a small and delicate golden and red box in his hand, and bowed in a proper manner and then said aloud.

Crystal Ryu moved over instantly, and the slender slender hand lifted the lid of the box, and inside was an unknown flower the size of a fist, the pitch-black calyx was about a foot long, and the golden-blue petals were stacked in as many as twelve layers, and there were crystal dew drops rolling on it, and the intoxicating fragrance rippled out.

A look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes, and a pleasant voice full of texture sounded: "Yes, it can be called genuine, but if you want to be promoted to a quasi-saint as soon as possible, only such a strain is not enough, at least sixteen of the same divine medicine can barely meet the demand, and the other party has nothing to say?" ”

The Holy Clan man said with a straight look: "That person already knows your Highness's request, so he specially explained that if you want more, you just need to capture a few more quasi-saints in the Void Starry Sky, and then exchange them with prisoners, and living prisoners are more valuable than dead ones." ”

Jing Ryu suddenly became furious, and scolded sharply: "That stupid and disgusting old thing is getting more and more greedy, is the quasi-saint so easy to catch?" He thought that the deity didn't know that he was trying to catch slaves everywhere in the starry sky? And then secretly take the captives to do those mysterious and bloody experiments? One day he will be hacked to death on the battlefield......"

Then came a series of angry curses, spitting fragrant mouths, leaving no room for words, obviously hating this long-time clansman.

The subordinate guards in the back were silent, and they didn't dare to come out one by one, and whoever put on such a thing would not have a good face, His Highness's reaction could already be called lenient and gentle, if those who were violent enough, most of them would find someone to bankrupt that Lao Xi and abolish all his cultivation.

"Your Highness, you have lost your temper!"

Finally, a high-level alien who looked like an old butler coughed and reminded.

"That's it,"

Jing Ryu's expression became solemn again: "Aren't they just a few quasi-saints?" As long as the protections are in place, I promise to get them back one by one, and as long as I can get enough Nirvana Lotus from Pompeo, nothing else matters. ”

"Your Highness is wise."

The subordinates said in unison.

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