"Alien, where is your sincerity?"

An ethereal voice floated out of the darkness and into Maimoqi's ears.

With this sound, several fourth-level Bujinaiwei tribes were thrown heavily into the open space in front of Mai Moqi.

"Aliens, is this your sincerity? You want to reconcile with our people, but you have set up an ambush around this place? ”

"There are still many ambushes, you might as well let them all show up." Another ethereal female voice added.

When Maimoqi heard such ethereal voices, he saw that several of the ambush soldiers he had set up had been caught.

He was shrouded in a black halo, his eyes widened, looking at the darkness in front of him, but he still couldn't see any life, and his heart suddenly panicked.

"Eldar? Why don't you show up and talk face-to-face? ”

No one answered in the dark.

There was a few pops, and a few more of Bu Jinaiwei's ambushes were thrown heavily in front of Maimoqi.

"How many more? Do you want me to wait for the clearing of the venue by myself? ”

"Our clan pays attention to the first salute and then the soldiers, if you don't show sincerity, don't blame our clan for being polite! Within this area, all the ambushes will surely turn into a mountain of corpses and a river of blood in the blink of an eye! ”

"Including you, I don't want to leave with my whole body in the same way!"

Sikong Poor's voice came out through the voice changer, sentence by sentence.

The ethereal reveals full domineering and inviolable majesty.

Mai Moqi trembled in his heart.

He knew that he was in the light at this time, and the spirit clan was in the dark night.

What's even more terrifying is that I haven't seen any spirit clans yet, and I don't even know how many people they have come!

"Okay, I'll order all the guards to leave...... Mai Moqi was unwilling.

"My lord, our plan ......," one of his elders reminded in a low voice.

"I know, but the Spirit Race is really unfathomable right now."

Another immortal had an idea, and ordered the leader of the guards next to him to turn on the light in front of the Maimoqi Dome high-flying aircraft, and scanned it in all directions and in the air like a searchlight.

Under the strong light, several dark purple shadows, like dancing fires in the dark night, flashed by.

The immortal suddenly said excitedly: "Spirit Clan, it's Spirit Clan!" Over there, my lord! ”

"Where?" Maimoqi looked in the direction of the Immortal's finger, but saw nothing.

"Hehehehe~~" An ethereal voice floated in the darkness again, this time, it was Qin Guan who flickered Mai Moqi through the voice changer: "Alien, our true body is not in the space world where you are, how can you see us?" ”

"Not in this space world?" Maimoqi felt that he could understand, but he didn't fully understand, so he asked tentatively: "Similar to a holographic projection across the space world?" ”

"You can barely understand that." Qin Guan replied in an ethereal voice: "But more precisely, what you see is a projection of us from the high-dimensional world to the low-dimensional world, so it is impossible for you to see our whole picture. ”

Mai Moqi was even more shocked: "You are from the high-dimensional world? ”

Qin Guan pretended to be arrogant: "If you aliens can understand, we are in a semi-high-dimensional space world. ”

"Semi-high-dimensional?" Maimoqi said he didn't understand and heard the concept for the first time.

Qin Guan: "We are not in the same space world as the life on the blue planet. ”

Maimoqi: "I already know this. In addition, I am also clear about the concept of dimension, but semi-high dimensionality...... It's the first time I've heard of it. ”

Qin Guan: "So we are the spirit race, and we are between the virtual and real worlds. Our existence is something that your life form can never fully understand, and you cannot reach us, you just need to know that from our point of view, you can see everything around you clearly, and no ambush or small action can escape our eyes. ”

These few words seriously suppressed Mai Moqi's IQ and self-esteem.

Dongmen Youfu stood beside Qin Guan, holding back a smile, and said in his heart that Qin Guan's set of rhetoric, the level of this foolish marauder, I don't know when he has won the true inheritance of Shi Yanran's predecessors, and even surpassed Shi predecessors!

Because of the knowledge and brain hole of Shi's predecessors, he can't make up such a magical existence as a semi-high-dimensional space world~.

Sikong Poor followed Qin Guan's words and took the opportunity to repeat again: "Alien aliens, please immediately withdraw your ambush and show the sincerity of your clan!" ”

"No, since the true body of your spirit clan is not in this space, why are you still afraid of our ambush?" Beside Mai Moqi, there was an immortal who asked a rhetorical question without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

In the next second, a shadowless sword qi rushed out of the darkness, splitting the immortal into two pieces!

The realm of Sikong Poverty is level seven, while the immortal is only level five.

The Empty Shadow Sword was like the Moon Shadow Frost, almost invisible in the dark, and after flashing out, after striking out a sword qi that hit the Immortal, it immediately retracted into the storage space, the whole set of movements was as smooth as the wind, Mai Moqi and the others didn't see anything, and in the blink of an eye, the Immortal beside him fell down!

The fear in Mai Moqi's heart suddenly expanded several times!

"Quick! Remove all ambushes! We must negotiate openly with the Spirit Clan and show sincerity! ”

The immortals under his command didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, and hurriedly split up and went around to give orders to withdraw from the surrounding ambushes.

They all saw the end of talking nonsense, and they didn't know how to die!

The ethereal voice floated to Maimoqi's ears again: "Negotiation? Humans may have misrepresented us, or rather, humans have expressed it in a way that is too tactful, and in reality, we are not here to negotiate. ”

This time, with the words, the figures of the seven spirit clans finally emerged from the darkness and appeared in front of Mai Moqi.

Xue Weiyi and Liu Tufeng were still hiding in the dark, just in case.

"That's right, we're not here to negotiate."

Sikong's impoverished voice came from the voice changer, high-pitched and ethereal:

"Originally, we wanted the humans to convey our conditions and requirements to you, but your people said that they would like to see our people.

"So we are here today just to reiterate our conditions in person!

"There is only one condition and requirement for my clan! Return one-third of your starship keys, and give your people two days to leave the planet.

"Before leaving, leave behind all your supplies, recipes, potions, and the products you have harvested on this planet.

"Attach a human condition, and leave all the atavistic awakeners of the Hornbone Clan behind.

"If you don't, in three days, you'll all be dead on this planet!"

As soon as Sikong Poor came up, he didn't give the Bu Jinaiwei people the slightest room to think.

After the last sentence, Mai Moqi's heart trembled.

"Two days? Leave all the supplies behind? ”

"Two days, isn't it enough time for you to evacuate?" Sikong asked solemnly.

"Enough...... bar. ”