That's why there was such a resolution. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This time, it was Ji Shijiu's turn to take turns with Shang Keqin, so the two of them met in front of them.

In the depths of the sand sea, a majestic city lurks in it.

The powerful cultivators in the city used supreme mana to simulate the sun and moon running as usual.

On a certain floor of an octagonal holy pagoda in the center, several Daoist cultivators were drinking tea in a gloomy and gloomy manner, and there were few speakers.

Suddenly, a shout came from outside.

"Report, the Fifth Saint Venerable has returned to the city. ”

Several people put down the tea cup in their hands and raised their eyes to stare at the wide porch of the main hall.

A handsome white-robed cultivator strode over calmly.

"Fifth brother, what's going on with the battle?"

An old man with a red face was already screaming and asking.

The rest of the people who knew the temper of the old five didn't talk much, but just saluted this one with sharp eyes.

"Hehe, second brother, don't worry. Listen to the little brother speak slowly. ”

The handsome white-robed cultivator replied with a smile on his face.

Several of them had already dropped their hearts when they saw him laughing, and it seemed that it was definitely good news that they had brought back.

After a slight pause, the white-robed cultivator fell into the fifth throne, and even took a sip of the tea soup that exuded an attractive aroma before glancing at a few people with blazing eyes and said.

"Those four old guys are very good, this time they actually bombarded each other for seven days and seven nights, and they didn't distinguish between high and low. ”

"Hey, didn't you say that there were a lot of Marceau people who came this time? How could you let them hold out for so long, and still be a bombardment?"

The red-faced cultivator who was called Second Brother with a shocked face asked in surprise and eagerness.

"Hehe, that's unknown. In short, I was hiding in the distance, but I watched many ships piloted by the Marceau being shot down countless times. And under the non-stop battle day and night, the Four Holy Cities led by the four old guys did not show any decline. has been in a state of intensive confrontation. ”

As a personal witness, the fifth child also frowned slightly and replied.

"Well, it seems that the message from those four old fellows is true. Do you want to mobilize the city to reinforce your fellow Terrans?"

The white-haired child-faced cultivator sitting on the number one throne tapped his deputy rhythmically with his knuckles, asking everyone present and himself who was hesitant.

"Fifth brother, after seven days and seven nights, how many layers of battle damage have the Marceaus reached?"

On the last treasure chair, a scantily clad young female cultivator interjected with a light of wisdom flashing in her black and white eyes.

"Seventh sister, these days of fierce battles have brought at least half of the battle damage to the Marceaus. ”

The white-robed old five in charge of the investigation replied cautiously.

"Hey, what the hell are those four guys' secret weapon to be so powerful. ”

is still the red-faced second, round staring at a pair of bull's eyes and asking in surprise.

The rest of the people were all moved.

"My little sister suggested, I will wait to help. ”

The scantily clad nun jerked up from the throne and suggested loudly with a resolute face.

Suddenly, the fifth child who had just returned and several other cultivators also left their seats and echoed one after another.

"The time has finally come, and our human race is finally going to turn over. Immediately float the city to rush to support. ”

The crane-haired child-faced cultivator on the throne slammed the smooth and hard armrest of the chair and jumped with a final word.

Suddenly, the whole city roared continuously, squeezing through the thick crystal sand and rising to the ground at an increasing speed.

At about the same time, there were the same meetings discussing the same issues beneath the Endless Sandy Sea.

There are also several Terran cities that are still ventilating in real time.

In the end, they all chose to rush to the direction of the Four Holy Cities urgently.

After three days and nights of bombardment between the two sides, they finally ushered in the help of the Terran city at noon when the sun was shining.

It's an entire city to fight.

By this time, the fleet of the Marceaux was already three out of ten.

Although seventy percent of the ships were destroyed, the Marceaux were at least sixty percent more.

It was only because the Four Holy Cities had been surrounded and suppressed that they did not send a single monk out to clear the Maso people who had lost the protection of their sturdy ships.

Let them continue to be stored by intact ships.

It's too cost-effective to use a mobile turret to attack these mosquito-like guys, and it's inefficient and scary.

Obviously, the Terran city that came to the aid was ready to pick up the bargain.

As soon as he arrived, he mobilized his mana and yelled.

On the one hand, it is to cheer up the cultivators in the Four Holy Cities, and on the other hand, it is to intimidate the Maso people.

But the order these Maso people received was to attack this Terran settlement to the death.

And it's led by a brainless intelligent ship, and it will be scared away by the other party before receiving an order.

And these Terran cities that came to aid did not have the high-end long-range strike weapons of the Holy City, of course, they boosted their high-level combat power and attacked the Marceaus scattered by those broken ships.

As a result, the Marceau side was defeated.

In a simulated hall on a tall tower somewhere in a giant city that was like a fairyland, many three-eyed Marceau people emitting a fierce light were busy in a simulated hall shrouded in gray fog thousands of miles away.

Among them was a commander-like Marceau, who was staring ahead of him like an LCD screen, and the picture was furious.

"These two-legged sheep, after all, were raised, and they were able to defeat our expeditionary force again. It's angry, it's angry. ”

And many of them are bigger than his side, and the battle is even more fierce on the huge screen, and he doesn't know which side he is fighting against.

After receiving numerous messages for help, none of them made the expeditionary force back down.

Seeing all the ships being blown up, many Marceau people being slaughtered, and finally the entire light curtain turned into pitch black, the Marceau who didn't know when he calmed down was still pondering over the dark light curtain.

At this time, the Terrans were vigorously encircling and suppressing the Marceau who were not afraid of death.

It's a one-sided situation, of course.

Moreover, the Four Holy Cities have never sent any cultivators out to strengthen the merits of those who have come to the aid of the Terran City, so they just watched them slaughter outside and make a big fortune in the city.

Soon the fighting subsided.

The heads of several cities gathered to share the first complete victory in the history of the Terrans.

Of course, the leaders of the Four Holy Cities are the most accomplished, and those who are praised by their peers are about to fly into the sky.

With the power of the Great Victory, the people of the Four Saints immediately put forward a proposal to unify all the human races.

Of course, under each other's plans, many parties have reached a consensus.

That is, the Four Holy Cities provided the technology of mobile batteries free of charge, while the opposing forces were about to connect the city with the Four Holy Cities to form satellite cities next to each other to resist the invasion of the Marceaus.

In this way, the Holy City is no longer alone, and the various forces of the Terran race can also be united, and it is no longer a plate of scattered sand to be slaughtered by others. (To be continued.) )