When the Blood Moon Clan's star-level powerhouse came to kill, the Wuji Legion reacted, and almost five hundred professionals surrounded and killed the target. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the face of the extremely unbalanced number, the thirty-six Blood Moon Clans fell behind from beginning to end, and there was no possibility of confrontation at all.

It's a completely unequal situation, what's the use of a few levels higher, besides, there are too many differences in equipment, and the combat power is shortened, and more importantly, cultivation is a god-becoming technique, and the challenge of skipping the level is not a problem.

After a few minutes of fighting, a Blood Moon Clan's star-level was besieged and killed by twelve professionals, his body was torn apart, and he died a simple death.

Hiding in the palace, the royal family of the Dark Moon Empire shuddered all over their bodies.

The sharp-eyed powerhouses can see that they are all star-level combat power, more than two thousand, and the entire blood moon plane combined, there are not so many, and now it seems that if you want to conquer another world, it is completely undoubted that it is a fool's dream.

"Father, my son is willing to lead the Blood Moon Guards to strangle such fanatics." The second prince said righteously.

Emperor Stygian Moon looked ugly, looking at his second son who wanted to establish meritorious deeds and compete for the throne, his heart was full of helplessness and anger, and now he still wanted to make meritorious contributions, and the entire great empire soon collapsed, and all the princes and princesses did it.

"Second brother, the situation is not right, it is all star-level." The third princess's body trembled a little.

As soon as these words came out, the prince and princess trembled with fright, and the ministers were even more at a loss.

The Blood Moon Clan does have a silver level when they reach adulthood, but their cultivation talent is not very high, 360,000 gold-level elites are all accumulated over hundreds of years, and the star level is even more unique in 10,000 people, all of them are regarded as baby bumps, royal marriages to win over relationships, and a large number of resources are provided, so that they are willing to die.

Unexpectedly, the human race in the other world is so terrifying, there are more than 2,000 star levels at the beginning, and it is completely unknown how many there really are.

"Take the holy weapon, and this king will live and die with the country." The Emperor of the Dark Moon said decisively.

Several attendants followed the Emperor of the Dark Moon into the palace, and they had to put on the armor that had always been used as a sacred relic of the town, and spent a lot of resources and manpower to forge the equipment bit by bit.

In terms of quality, it is also a star-level suit, and the main metallurgy and forging skills are too backward, and it is difficult to manufacture star-level equipment in large quantities.

"What should we do, get out of the palace."

"Where can we escape, the Stygian Empire is about to fall."

"Or just surrender."

……

Hurriedly discussed, different opinions, but there was no longer the heart to fight, there were too many star-level deaths in the sky, and more than half of the Blood Moon Clan died.

The Infinity Legion is getting closer and closer, and the Blood Moon Praetorian Guard, who has been guarding it, has been mobilized to protect the royal family.

Bang bang bang......

One by one, the figures landed in small groups in the palace, and there were chaotic screams and fights.

"Kill!"

In front of the prince and princess, twenty professionals appeared, and the second prince pulled out his accessories and stepped forward.

Burst!

Suddenly, the second prince's body was suspended in the air, and the blood on his back flowed, dripping on the ground, forming a large pool.

Another flash of black light slashed it into two pieces, and the upper half of its body was still lingering, slowly moving towards death.

An electric current flashed out of thin air, and a thief withdrew from his invisibility, unable to see a grim and sadistic smile due to his mask.

In the Blood Moon plane, there is no thief profession, mainly cultivating fighting spirit, and relying on talent to cast spells, and the simple law system does not exist.

Looking at the tragic death of the second prince, no one dared to make a move, and his cultivation was infinitely close to the star level, as long as it took another year or two to step into the star level, it was a pity that he was vulnerable in front of the legion professionals, and he was as weak as an ant.

This is not a disparagement, it is completely true, among the alien races that descended on the earth, many gold-level combat power is very top-notch, and it is too outstanding to count.

What's more important is that the two hundred legions have killed too many gold levels, and it is clear that there is a huge difference between them and the star level, like a chasm.

"Don't kill me!"

A slightly immature-looking prince knelt on the ground, kowtowing incessantly, begging for a way out.

Lin Luo drew his sword and pointed at the Blood Moon Clan in a panic, asking whether to surrender or fight.

"No, no, no, I surrender."

Immediately afterwards, a minister knelt down decisively.

In the face of absolute power, any wisdom is useless, and one after another kneels and kowtows.

At this time, the entire palace was in the midst of a battle, and the Blood Moon Guards were not afraid of life and death to stop the footsteps of the Wuji Legion, but unfortunately they died without a single piece of armor.

In addition, more than 20 star-level appeared, and their combat power was not bad, after all, the eighth-order and ninth-level stars were already very old, and it seemed that they relied on time to get out of the realm, but unfortunately, the legion's criterion was to be able to besiege and kill, and never fight alone.

The Legion has always believed in the ability to destroy the enemy, regardless of individual heroic deeds, in obedience to collective honor, not in desperate situations, in the absence of everyone, and in a degree of unity more than any other army.

Looking down at the entire palace in mid-air, Lin Chen looked at everything indifferently, and Qin Xing beside him was boiling with blood.

In the past, I dreamed more than once that one day I could break through the imperial capital of the Stygian Empire, enter the palace, and wipe out the Stygian Imperial Family to avenge a thousand years of blood revenge.

"Leader, I've figured it out." Qin Xing said.

"Tell me what you think." Lin Chen said calmly.

If you really want to accept the human beings of the Blood Moon plane, you must educate at least two or three generations and eliminate the servility that has been cultivated for thousands of years, otherwise it will still be useless.

"I decided to lead the Terrans to the Alchemy Republic, and there will be no more battles against the Qin Empire." Qin Xing said firmly.

He didn't know in his heart that if he established a Terran empire again, he would always be a puppet of the Alchemy Republic, why not directly integrate into the country and become a member, not only could he lead the Terran to contact with higher knowledge and cultivation, as well as many unheard of things, but the entire Blood Moon Plane alien race would not dare to bully the Terran.

"Educating the human race is a big thing, it takes time to accumulate, in the future, the army of the Alchemy Republic will select soldiers from among you, and expand the territory together, if you choose to build a country on your own, wait for the day when the Alchemy Republic will be evacuated, and the Blood Moon Plane will be in charge of you, it is too late to reconsider." Lin Chen said seriously.

"Leader, I have already decided, and I have persuaded the whole clan to join the Alchemy Republic, the blood moon plane is limited after all, and I hope to see the wider world." Qin Xing said cautiously.

"Even so, when the war is over, I will send people to educate and educate people in all aspects."

Lin Chen patted Qin Xing on the shoulder, very relieved to have a unique vision, shrunk in a small plane, always going into decline, and said: "You are the governor of this plane, and at that time, someone will come to assist in the relevant work." ”

"Oh no, it's a Stygian Hallow." Qin Xing reminded anxiously.

At this moment, the Emperor of the Dark Moon walked out of the palace wearing a set of blood-red crystal armor, holding a strangely shaped war blade, proud of the members of the Infinity Legion. (To be continued.) )