Each of them has a replica, so are you still afraid of death? Zhou Fan thought in his heart, then isn't all levels of the mechanical race all levels of the mechanical race have replicas? This belongs to the infinite resurrection, so how powerful the mechanical race must be!

Zhou Fan didn't know that the clones below the star level, including the star level, could be copied casually, but the god-level level would take a lot of effort, and the saint-level clones needed to be close to cultivating a new saint-level with the resources and mental strength. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Otherwise, what race in the universe can be the opponent of the mechanical race!

However, there has always been a primordial ancestor, and the mechanical clan can't be strong if it doesn't want to.

"You all obey Zhou Fan's dispatch, do you know?" the Machine Ancestor commanded to the machine army.

"Yes, the god of machines. The army of machines replied loudly to the Ancestor of the Machines.

Then he shouted at Zhou Fan: "Lord Zhou Fan is at your service at any time." ”

"Hehe!" Zhou Fan was very happy with the power of the mechanical ancestor.

"Let's all enter my space, let's go to the Golden Yuan Realm Star at once. "Zhou Fan is not afraid of exposing the fact that he has space, a powerful saint-level has its own space, or a space holy weapon is not out of the ordinary.

In this way, Zhou Fan once again thanked the mechanical ancestor for his strength, and then left the mechanical realm with the mechanical army.

Zhou Fan went to the mechanical clan to borrow an army, and it only took less than half a day before and after, and he had already returned to the Red Slaughter Holy Land of Xinglan Star.

Inside the main hall of the Red Slaughter Holy Land.

Changmei saw that Zhou Fan came back alone this time, thinking that Zhou Fan couldn't find more people, but with several saint levels, more than a thousand star stars, god levels, plus thousands of masters in their Red Slaughter Holy Land, it was enough to slowly encroach on the alien race starting from Xinglan Star.

As long as the Terrans are liberated to foreign slavery, the ranks of the Terrans will naturally grow slowly.

So Changmei asked, "Holy Ancestor, what should we do next?"

"Hmm, of course, it's just to crush the alien race directly, and then subdue Xinglanxing first. Zhou Fan said.

Well, that's right! Demon Demon and the other Panyu Realm masters all agreed with Zhou Fan's words, a Xinglan Star, in front of such a powerful force, was not yet able to capture.

"Fei Liandu, what I asked you to do, how did you go?" Zhou Fan asked Fei Liandu.

"Back to Lord Holy Ancestor, I have already secretly spread the news in Xinglan Star, giving them the most powerful guarantee, and some of them have responded collectively, they say that as long as they see a truly strong resistance team, they will take the initiative to join. "Fei Liandu has been following Zhou Fan's instructions in the past few days to spread the news and secretly agitate and awaken the ambition of the human race.

Zhou Fan nodded, although their team is powerful, but compared to a planet, this number is very small, let alone a realm, it is difficult for them to recover the decline order of a realm, and it takes a huge amount of manpower to do it, so it is necessary to awaken the ambition of the human race to enslave tens of millions of years.

It is impossible to wake up all the people in a short time, but as long as some of them can come out of the shadow of slavery, this part of the people will become part of the Downfall.

Changmei opened the formation, and the whole army set off. Zhou Fan ordered.

Wouldn't it be too good for the whole army to set off, Changmei thought in his heart, but since Zhou Fan had ordered like this, he could only agree that with such a powerful force, it would not be a problem to sweep Xinglanxing.

So Changmei opened the secret formation, and the entire Chitu Holy Land saw the sun again, exposed to the huge dense forest.

"Let's go!" Zhou Fan ordered, and thousands of Terran troops volleyed out of the air.

The closest mine to the Red Slaughter Holy Land, where the people toiled with soulless bodies.

The Jin Yuan Realm has been enslaved by aliens for tens of millions of years, and most of the people are already mortals, and there are only some strong people who are cultivating hidden exercises, but their strength is not very strong.

This mine produces cultivation resources, and the news spread by Feiliandu has a team that responds here, although the number is only about a hundred, all of them are people below the soul level, and most of them are below the heavenly level.

"Lead the way. Zhou Fan ordered several masters of the Red Slaughter Holy Land.

The people of the Red Slaughter Holy Land have been hidden in Xinglanxing for so many years, and they are very familiar with Xinglanxing, so Zhou Fan asked them to lead the way.

Zhou Fan's team flew at a rapid pace unscrupulously, ignoring all the alien races of Xinglan Star.

On this day, an emergency alarm suddenly sounded in the mine.

"There are a large number of Terran masters approaching, and everyone is ready to fight. Rapid voices echoed throughout the mine.

"Destroy them!" "The leader of the alien race here gathered the fighting team, for countless years, the resistance of the human race is unknown, but in the end they are all exterminated by the alien alliance, but they are not very manpower here, only less than 10,000 people, so the leader of the alien race is still vigilant.

And the soulless Terrans did not have many expressions when they heard the arrival of the Terran army, the depths of their souls never held a trace of hope, they have been in the enslavement of the alien race for generations, the resistance of the Terran race, countless years of resistance, but never succeeded.

"Do you have a chance to succeed?" and among this group of Terrans, there were about a hundred people who showed nervousness, and they were the team that responded to the resistance.

"Is it the first point of war? Destroy them, and not one of them will be missed. Zhou Fan waved his hand, and the army behind him roared out, and the entire sky space shook.

The leader of the alien army was suddenly taken aback, the Terran army that flew quickly, the hundreds of Terrans with the same powerful aura as him in front, and the army of hundreds of god-level Terran masters, what else was he fighting! If he didn't escape, he would still be killed, he was the only god-level here.

"Instigation!" The alien leader who was originally standing at the forefront left behind a large army of aliens and fled desperately, leaving behind a group of stunned aliens.

Before the alien army could react, the Terran army had already come to them, and at this time they felt the irresistible aura of power of the Terran army.

But this time it was too late.

The light of intense and brilliant power lit up, and the alien army was engulfed in an instant like papier-mâché.

Even the god-level alien race who escaped first was not spared, could he have a chance to escape in front of the saint-level!

Originally, the team that responded to the resistance wanted to see how strong the resistance team could be, so they considered whether to reveal their identities, but now they haven't had time to feel it, and the alien army has been annihilated.

"Is this the strength of the rebels, and is there really any hope for our Terrans?" muttered the leader of the resistance team in a daze.

The army led by Zhou Fan wiped out the alien races here in an instant, but it also affected some of the human races, after all, these human races are basically mortals, but Zhou Fan doesn't care about these, this is unavoidable.

At this time, the teams that were ready to respond to the resistance reacted.

The leader of the team hurriedly walked out, and when he saw Zhou Fan surrounded by everyone, he knew that the young man in front of him was the leader of this army.

So he hurriedly walked up with everyone, and excitedly bowed to Zhou Fan on his knees, "My lord..."

And at this time, all the human races in the mine showed a trace of emotion in their empty eyes.