The consequence of effectively limiting the impact of the soul is the complete collapse of the calamity beast camp, and there will always be a way to make the invaders suffer in the human homeland.

Ma Yang's long sword constantly harvests life on the battlefield, like the Grim Reaper wielding a scythe.

As with all the war scenes described in the book, when too many corpses fall, the air of justice thins out.

The roars of the plague beasts had lost their previous fearlessness, and language was always intertwinable in terms of emotional expression, and Ma Yang could hear their wails, as well as the soldiers present.

But so what? This is war, a war for survival and homeland, and it is a blasphemy against the people who have been affected by the war to allow the beast to go on.

They must be buried here forever and for good, only in order to avoid a slight delay in the reopening of the universe, even though the decade will soon come.

If you don't think of a solution at that time, then everything you do will be in vain.

The leader of the other party had a miserable face, and his soul desperately shouted for his help, but he didn't know that the gourd in mid-air had cut off the outside sound, and he could no longer hear it.

In the near future, these souls will be sown in the Forging Soil like nutrients, replenishing the supreme realm.

Solidarity is the greatest reliance of human beings in the face of foreign invasions, and Peng Liang, as the commander of the government army, saw the opportunity to give these disaster beasts a head-on attack.

In the chaotic artillery fire, he saw Ma Yang, a decisive young man who had grown into an excellent warrior and a qualified commander, and saw him standing in front of the leader of the calamity beast.

Obviously, this leader was in better shape than all the other calamity beasts, but the strange shape of the long sword, with a faint strange energy, easily split the opponent's shield in two with an unrivaled attack.

Without the protection of the shield, his body is exposed to the effective attack range, and Ma Yang will certainly not let go of this opportunity.

The Moon Wheel Sword bloomed with the most dazzling sword light to date, sweeping across the sword.

When! The blade was blocked in the air, and I don't know who suddenly struck out and blocked the nirvanal attack.

"Who is it?" Ma Yang exclaimed, he still didn't know which direction was the obstacle.

The blade of the sword was firmly stopped at the neck, and the newly grown hairs had been cut off by the bright blade.

"Protoss Emissary, bless the new race!" Accompanying the voice appeared a young man with three eyes, his face was neither sad nor happy, like the empathetic bodhisattva carved in the temple, floating above them with open hands.

As a barrier to the attack was a piece of paper engraved with unintelligible sacred scripts.

The messenger wore a red robe with a standing collar, and raised his hands to shine the light like a close confidant of the Pope.

"Although the newly born species appeared with the will of destruction, but the rules are the rules, this is a fact that cannot be changed in the last days, as a new race was born, you must strictly follow the regulations, and the consequences of violating the regulations do not need to be said." The messenger's tone was slow but forceful.

From his eyes, Ma Yang actually

Catch a hint of contempt!

As emissaries sent by god-level civilizations, they were able to easily avoid this calamity, and seeing the lower races struggling in dire straits, this emissary felt that even the air was turbid.

The lower race is really the lower race, these backward technologies are something he has never seen before, and even the communication paper in his hand can't be broken.

But before being sent here again, he had been firmly told many times that he needed to show mercy and kindness.

I have practiced in front of the mirror hundreds of times, but the arrogance that exists in my bones, the eyes of those who are born to be superior, cannot be hidden.

When Ma Yang noticed this uncomfortable demeanor, it was like a poor man in a slum who discovered that the saint who preached every day also relied on men for food, and once that anger was ignited, it would not be extinguished.

"You have become hostile to me, allow me to make an inquiry." The messenger was also aware that the creature of the inferior race in front of him was staring at him.

He also wondered why his body was so close to the other's that he might not be able to find any difference other than the extra eyes on his forehead and his smoother skin.

But this feeling made him unhappy, and the inferior creature looked at him with defiant eyes, if it weren't for the rules, he would have wanted to crush this guy directly.

"It's just that I can't get used to seeing your eyes, don't you feel hypocritical?" Ma Yang sheathed his sword, and it seemed that he couldn't attack the leader of the calamity beast at the moment.

The soldiers had already begun to clean up the battlefield, and when the attack was interrupted by a sudden messenger, they were not happy, and they were stopped when they were about to succeed when they had paid so much.

And the plague beasts that had survived the war also gathered one after another towards the place where the leader was, and although they only had simple wisdom, they could still understand the situation in front of them to a greater or lesser extent.

For a new life to appear ahead of them on the path of life, just get through this time.

"Call me hypocritical? Is it to prevent you from completely exterminating the new race, and you are not reconciled? The messenger smiled, his tone contemptuous and defiant.

"The envoy of the god-level civilization is just this virtue?"

"Don't worry, I'll make it up to you, I found out that you have the energy of the fire, but this energy can't be fully used by you, now I'll give you a chance to master it completely." After thinking for a moment, the messenger handed Ma Yang an invitation.

The text on the invitation was converted into a common text that could be read, with the words "Worldview Ceremony" written on it.

"What is this?"

"The invitation to be able to go to the world view ceremony, this one has not yet recognized the master, as long as you integrate your spiritual power into it, it will automatically take you to the place where you watch the ceremony, and it took a lot of effort to get this ticket."

Ma Yang looked at the invitation letter with the mark in his hand, and the text on it was very simple: If you have the living body of the invitation, you can go to the viewing place and observe the ceremony once in hundreds of millions of years.

"What's in it for me? And what exactly is Tinder? Ma Yang asked.

emissary

I didn't intend to explain too much, but after I put my clothes in order, I turned around and said something to the leader of the plague beasts.

"In that case, I suggest you better set off now, for it's a long way off." The messenger laughed, and then disappeared from everyone's eyes.

After receiving his official name, the leader of the plague beast used unfamiliar language to briefly communicate with several of the Divine of the High Realm.

The content is nothing more than the division of the territory, and within the Divine Attraction Star Field, the region can only be determined after consultation with humans.

Soon, the three hundred planets within the radius of the appearance of the disaster beast were divided into them at one time, and the humans who lived on it immediately began to evacuate the area, and everything left in this area would belong to the desolate race, this newly born race.

It felt bad to be stabbed in the chest, and Peng Liang conveyed the ins and outs of the matter to the government, and the sound of slapping the table could be faintly heard from the communicator.

Impotent rage, the word that describes the best mood of the government at this time, has now been decided, and if any further change is made, it will surely cause the displeasure of the envoy and the unbearable punishment.

This is also the time when the primary civilization is the most unwilling, and it is always the strong who make the rules.

The people of the High Realm, on the other hand, disdained the controversy over these matters, and were concerned about the invitation letter handed to Ma Yang by the envoy.

"What does this worldview ritual do? And what does he mean by mastering the fire thoroughly? "Hand the invitation to the sword god, but even the gods have never heard of it.

"Maybe it's some kind of carnival of god-level civilization, right? All we can see is the most basic level of this world, and we don't know what is at the top of the pyramid. ”

Of the few people who came this time, the eldest belonged to this immortal, who had several life forms, but his essence was a real human being.

What took away the soul was the most special power among the Ten Saints and Seven Gods, the Soul Devouring Power, which was currently only possessed by this god known as the Upper Immortal.

"The immortal's vision is broad, if he hasn't seen it, then no one has seen it." In terms of vision, the gods are still quite convinced of this.

"Wait, maybe the prophet knows something." The immortal replied thoughtfully, communicating with another god in space through his spiritual power.

This prophet understood the mysteries of time and was able to swim in the river of time without being washed away by the river.

The silence did not last long, Ma Yang only felt a moment of trance, and when his attention was concentrated again, he found that there was one more person in front of him.

"I don't see you in the future of humanity, but there are countless humans in your future, and humanity will be much more prosperous then than it is now, and that's what I just saw."

Master the mysteries of time, and be able to travel to the future or go back to the past by expending the accumulated power, just as an observer.

And when he contacted the Prophet, he went straight to the future, and all he saw was darkness or nothingness.

This made the prophet very incomprehensible, and it was huge

The Terrans disappeared in the future, and the prophet's heart became more and more depressed after many different methods of investigation.

There is no trace of the timeline being tampered with, but his race is gone! This was unbearable for the prophet.

But when he goes all the way along Ma Yang's timeline, people still exist in his vision, and life is much better than now.

"Although I don't know exactly what the worldview ritual is, the god-level civilizations I've seen often have group gatherings to add some boring colors to their long years. But we still have to have some means to save our lives, even if we go over, I'm afraid we can be able to protect ourselves. ”

The Prophet regarded god-level civilization as dangerous, and he didn't know what unforgettable things he had encountered.

"I have a Void Mark on my body, I wonder if the Void Clan can have a place in this god-level civilization?"

"Then I'll rest assured, fortunately Skywalker can't come back, what he yearns for most is to go to the Void Clan's clan land." The prophet's nervous expression eased instantly, and there was the mark of the Void Clan, which could guarantee Ma Yang's life.

(End of chapter)