Hyperspace Transmigration

In the first confrontation, the detachment civilization suffered a dark loss. It was clearly stronger than the main **** space, but under the conspiracy, a base universe was abruptly destroyed. .

Although tens of thousands of reincarnations died in the main **** space, what counts for this number? Compared with the loss of detached civilization, it is simply a cloud.

The battle between the two parties did not last long. After the system retreated with Kabbalah, in the chaotic void outside Universe 11, all the reincarnations also evacuated one by one.

And those three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, as well as three ancient soldiers, had to return after chasing them for a certain distance.

"The combat power of the ancient gods has also been restricted by most."

In the ruins of the 11 universe, Kabbalah’s expression is cold. At this moment, the base 11 universe is completely distorted and deformed. At a glance, there are huge twisted vortices everywhere, tearing and swallowing everything around, and all time, space and matter are completely swept away. As the origin, it has long been hopeless.

This base is basically abolished.

Although it was very distressing, but there was no way. The preparations for the first tentative confrontation were still insufficient. Even if Kabbalah was angry, he knew that he could not mess up his mind.

Moreover, the three ancient gods as the trump cards have also been abolished by more than half of their strength. After losing that unmatched power, they can no longer be crushed. In short, it is very hurt.

In the detached civilization, in addition to the three ancient **** soldiers created according to the chaotic master template, there are still two ancient **** soldiers of the Pan Gu template and one ancient **** soldier of the Lord of Truth template sealed in the six-dimensional crystal.

That was the last one, and the strongest and most uncontrolled one.

"If it doesn't work, the five ancient magic soldiers will be used together."

As for the ancient **** soldier of the last template of the Lord of Truth, Truth No. 1 is completely out of control and cannot be released before it is perfected.

"Kabbalah!" At this moment, a loud voice rang in Kabbalah's mind.

"Your Majesty!"

Kabbalah's expression changed, and he responded respectfully.

"All the ancient gods will be dispatched. Then Li Yue has already cut off all the man-made iron rules. I can't stop them with clever means. Similarly, after cutting off the iron rules, these ancient gods are already half-waste, but that truth Number 1, but you can control it."

"Can you control it?" Kabbalah looked blank, then nodded.

In this way, although the power of Truth 1 is weak, it can be controlled, which is equivalent to an extra killer.

You must know that the creation process of Truth No. 1 is more complicated than that of his Kabbalah. It is not only as simple as copying from the template of the Lord of Truth, but also using massive six-dimensional fragments to create an invincible structure. The body was born with all kinds of miracles.

Even if the power of Tieze is lost, it is pure power that has crushed most of the ancient gods, and even Kabbalah himself is not an opponent.

It was impossible to control before, but now it has become weaker, but it can be controlled. As a result, the winning rate of this war is much greater.

"By the way, Your Majesty, the second world dominated by chaos has some kind of absolute weapon in his hands, and has the power to suppress the time and space of the universe. It is very powerful."

Kabbalah suddenly remembered the door of the other side used by the system before, and immediately spoke.

"I know that this weapon is just an imitation of the good fortune of sentient beings. It is a weapon condensed when the chaos guy died. It doesn't have much impact on me. You can deal with it." The civilization master said indifferently, "Li It is my concern that Yuehe has been creating sentient beings."

Li Yue is okay, at least on the bright side.

But the good fortune sentient beings, after so many eras, there is no news of it in the universe, and no search can be found. At this critical moment, you have to be more cautious.

"Your Majesty the Lord can prove eternal!"

"En." The ruler of civilization replied indifferently, "The war with that group of ants is left to you. Don't let me down. It doesn't matter if you lose an arsenal base. I don't want to see the second base destroyed."

"Yes." Kabbalah said solemnly.

"Go and arrange it."

The voice of the master of civilization cut off after speaking, and disappeared completely.

Kabbalah’s eyes were dignified in the same place. It didn’t matter that this war suffered a dark loss. The next confrontation was the beginning. He also knew that it was never them who decided the battle, but Li Yue and civilization dominate the two. .

They are the ones who set the end.

...

In this way, 700 million years passed in the blink of an eye.

Seven hundred million years passed very quickly, especially during the war.

A battle, a confrontation, and a training requires a lot of time. After countless collisions, time naturally flies quickly, over 700 million years, just like yesterday, with closed eyes.

Within chaos.

"A Qing, Blood Raven Maiden, you can help hold that fellow and give me ten seconds." A rough man covered in blood roared, his body exuding endless golden light, facing the tall man in the distance The monster banged away.

In the distance, the monster is hundreds of thousands of feet tall, covered in scales, with black wings on its back, and a terrifying body like a **** of gold poured into the sky. There are dozens of silhouettes of silver armor around it. Then, the light of magical powers and spells kept blooming.

The armors of these dozens of people are somewhat broken, their breath fluctuates greatly, and they look very tired.

But compared to this rough man, these people are much better.

This big man was covered in blood, and the silver armor had long since turned into pieces of fragments sticking to his body or muscles, almost a blood man, his head full of messy hair and sweat, and it looked extremely miserable.

"Brother Meng, I can't fight anymore with the current injuries." A young man with a silver armor head beside the big man said anxiously. He also suffered serious injuries during the battle with this monster.

"Meng, have you decided to work hard?" On the other side, a blonde woman covered in black robe solemnly said.

"Yes, this monster has never been seen before. It should be a new experiment for that group of guys." The rough man panted, his eyes gleaming coldly, "This time I led the team to this front line, it was originally I hope to brush up the contribution points, but I did not expect to encounter this new type of monster."

"I promised you will let everyone return safely!"

"You are different from me. I am always a widow, but you still have children and relatives. Qing, your wife entrusted you to me before he died, and my nephew, who is still young and cannot live without Father. It’s not just you, Dashan, Kaina, Radman, even Blood Raven, you all have relatives."

"We have lived in the main **** space for too long, the main **** space is our home, you... are all my comrades in arms, my brothers."

"My captain can go to death, but you can't."

The big man said sentence by sentence. The more he said, the aura on his body rose and the aura became more terrifying. His seriously injured body began to crack inch by inch, and every inch of his skin was boiling, swelling like boiling water, and then vaporized. .

"Captain~www.readwn.com~ Meng Ge."

"Brother Meng."

Ahead, the reincarnations who were entangled with the monster also noticed something was wrong, and saw this scene, and they were extremely anxious.

No one knows better than them what this trick represents.

"Brother Meng, you don't even have a chance to be resurrected by doing this." The inch-headed young man A Qing roared, trying to stop him, but he was directly bounced away before his body approached.

"Resurrection? I have been resurrected too many times." The rough man smiled, his eyes full of faint vicissitudes, "Perhaps, the resurrection is not good. Losing the unlimited resurrection of death threats has already lost me. The heart of progress has also drained my potential."

"But this time I felt it. Is this the realm of a five-dimensional saint? It's a pity, it's too late to touch it?"

(To be continued.)