Chapter 1140

The bell of famine has never rung since the last famine, but today it rings, indicating that the crisis of nine days is coming, which is only bigger than the last one.

Many people know that it is because of extraterrestrial civilization.

Soon, the city released a thunderbolt like news, which shocked the warriors of the whole city. They could hardly believe it was true.

A few days ago, starting from the Wuji sword sect, countless cities in the second area, large and small, were wiped out in a few days. Chen Bing in the first and second areas seemed to be waiting for the arrival of a stronger Lord.

The bloody and cruel eradication in a few days shocked and trembled the whole nine days.

The large-scale action of tianwai civilization came too fast and too suddenly. The nine tianwu people who died in a few days were recorded by tens of thousands. Twelve people fell from half a statue alone, hundreds of Taoist emperors and millions of shenhuang martial artists. It is difficult to count the shenhuang martial artists.

The war between races is extremely cruel. This is because more forces withdrew into the wasteland city early. Otherwise, the number of dead would be several times.

In the Honghuang heavenly palace, a dignified Lord rushed to the heavenly palace.

In the heavenly palace, a total of 12 masters gathered together. This is the strong master that the nine day civilization can summon now.

There are four Terrans, three demons and three demons, plus two elite.

"Damn it, how can tianwai civilization move so fast."

In the heavenly palace, the space Lord was inexhaustible and scolded. In these days, Jiutian martial arts suffered heavy casualties.

"Tianwai civilization is beyond the realm, and the strong ones cover the deduction. We don't have a premonition of the coming of the great disaster until we create the realm in three steps, so we will let them suddenly give us a heavy blow."

The soul old man has a dignified brow and a solemn look.

The four races have four three-step creation environments in total, but none of them have a premonition of the action of extraterrestrial civilization, which makes their faces very ugly.

"The suppression of heaven and earth is getting weaker and weaker, and it is easier for them to enter the wasteland battlefield. I have felt that at least two digit masters have come to the wasteland City, and there are several people in the three steps of creation. It can be expected that when the suppression disappears, we will encounter the greatest crisis."

The star Lord frowned tightly, and his strength of creation and cause and effect was surging. According to the records of the ancient god of war, his state of shackles for billions of years had begun to loosen.

"You have great wisdom among us. How do you say we should face it?"

The demon clan has a master named qingluan. The clear voice rings out. It is the strong one who creates the realm in three steps.

"The racial war is bloody and there is no reconciliation. If those outer civilizations want to kill us, they can only clench their fists and attack firmly." The Lord of the stars firmly said that it is impossible to reconcile. If extraterrestrial civilization wants to step into the fifth step, it must first kill Jiutian earth, so that infinite luck can only come to them.

"I suggest that Chen Bing first find out what tricks those outer civilizations want to play in the first area. If they are defeated, withdraw all the way into the wasteland city and stick to the city." A voice of ancient vicissitudes came out. It was the master of the holy devil and the three-step realm of creation.

"At the same time, the news that we got the ancient books was distributed throughout the nine days. There must be hidden master and half master in some places."

The master of the stars continued. The ancient Scripture records that it is the way of the master, which is enough to make the martial arts above the half master crazy. Only with all the strength can we hope to fight against the outer civilization.

"We can't lose the wasteland city. This is the most important place to guard the nine days. If we lose it, it also shows that the nine days are occupied. We will summon all the nine days warriors to enter the wasteland city to resist the outer civilization." The star Lord continued.

"I suggest you take full control of the disaster. Your strength is not the strongest, but your wisdom is the strongest among us." Old soul suggested that no one in the presence of the Lord objected.

Star Lord zunzheng nodded: "I have no confidence in this war, so I have made the worst plan. I will let the Tiangong people build a last fortress as the last hope."

Hearing the speech, the masters showed a gloomy color. In this life, there was no prison killing, let alone the detached God of war. Their hope of victory was almost zero.

"In addition, you and mengyan use their magic powers to quickly mobilize the nine day warriors to the wasteland battlefield, while we arrange the defense line in the first area."

Orders were issued from the mouth of the stars, and the masters became busy, and the city fell into a tense atmosphere.

The battle of race did not shrink back and seek peace, but found a glimmer of vitality in blood and elegy.

In the sky of the wasteland City, terrible rainbow runs through the sky, and the half strong often appear.

After the order was issued, more than 70% of the martial arts came to the wasteland city in the whole nine days. The number of half strong people reached 300, and the LORD all gathered together.

"The great disaster is coming, and my strength is only the holy emperor. Under the situation that it is difficult for the Lord to reverse, my strength is difficult to do anything. Hateful."

Sun Yi looked at the terrible breath rising in the wasteland City, and the sense of powerlessness rose from his heart. His nails were pinched into his flesh. If he was given time and opportunity, he could be as powerful as the God of war.

"I experienced the last disaster. Without my father, can I get through it in nine days? Father, are you still alive? Where are you, sister and brother-in-law? Will you be in your father's hell? " Duanmuqing stood beside Sun Yi, with countless doubts flashing in her eyes.

"I often hear you mention the hell world. What scene is in the hell world." Sun Yi squeezed out an ugly smile and looked at duanmuqing.

Since returning to the desolate city, they have been in the territory of the God of war palace, and duanmuqing has followed Sun Yi, and her realm is about to break through the great emperor.

"Life and death coexist in the hell world. The damn people don't die and live in another way in hell. The hell world is that my father plundered the world of civilization one day in his later years, transformed it into his own world and fought endlessly in it."

Duanmuqing's words made Sun Yi's heart stormy.

What did the prison master do in his later years, passing through other people's world and becoming his own world? It's crazy.

At the same time, in an ordinary town, the streets are full of mortals, and the strongest is just in the realm of Dharma.

"Is the biggest crisis of nine days coming? It's time for me to go back. Only by helping nine days' luck not to be plundered by those outer civilizations, can I step into four steps to escape."

On the noisy street, there was an ordinary old man who murmured to himself. His body shook, turned into a wisp of black light and disappeared directly.

That's the famous old devil in the heart of the demon family. He is a strong man who creates the realm in three steps. The devil in the heart of heaven has made the martial arts terrible. He has disappeared for hundreds of millions of years, and he is ready to be born after the disaster.

For whatever purpose, they must be born.

If there were no nine days, they would be floating people, rootless duckweeds, which could only be slowly destroyed in the disaster.