Chapter 1143

A hundred feet thick, dark and cold gun barrel stretched out on the fortress. This is not only a war fortress made at a high cost in nine days, but also a fortress for escape.

With the arrival of the war, there are no warriors in the outer city. All warriors gather in the inner city to resist the attack of tianwai civilization.

Outside the wasteland City, the vast and boundless outer civilization is gathering, and the terrible momentum roars towards the wasteland city.

Make the sky shake, the earth tremble, and the regular roads have to retreat.

In the sky, there is a huge and incomparable white jade door. There are complicated lines on the white jade door, surging a terrible space, in which you can hear bursts of terrorist wars.

This white jade door is the fifth mysterious door of heavenly magic tools, which is weaker than the Golden Book in the peak period.

"Destruction javelin!" A celestial magic weapon from the protoss sent out the smell of destroying everything and stabbed it hard into that space.

Just like the destruction of the world, it was projected by the destruction of the Lord. In an instant, it cracked the space. The strong inside immediately turned the space into nothingness, and the gray head and gray face blasted away in the direction of the destruction of the Lord.

"Damn it, how can there be so many strong people in the nine day civilization." A man with the divine sun on his head and the divine light on his feet angrily said that it was the Lord of the divine sun.

Originally, they led more than 20 masters to the desolate city to delay them, but they never thought they had set up an ambush, but trapped them here.

"Hum, you have to pay the price for the evil spirit of the civilization outside the world, who wants to destroy us."

A voice like a God came. He looked very rough, like an uncivilized savage, holding a mysterious door and stepping on the sky.

"Pretty God, you came back and brought back the mysterious door." The Lord destroyer recognized it at a glance. It was a cruel man. He had made great achievements in war in the flood and famine period. Now, billions of years later, his strength is very close to transcendence. What he lacks is an opportunity to become four-step transcendence.

"Don't you come back and watch you destroy nine days?"

A middle-aged man in a Dragon Robe and an old man in white walked to the man God and drank coldly.

This is the five clawed Golden Dragon and the pen of creation.

At the moment, all the Lords came behind them in nine days. Although there were only more than 20 people, the terrible momentum was not bad.

"Just because you want to stop us?"

The four heavenly civilizations are dominated by Protoss, and the destruction Lord is closely condensed with the nine gods.

"Heaven's luck is a strong moment at the moment. Those who surpass the strong are stopped by the power of heaven. They can't come in a short time. You can't completely destroy our nine day civilization." The man God shouted loudly, and the void collapsed one by one because of the man God's aura.

As early as a few months ago, he and the five clawed Golden Dragon communicated with the pen of creation and the mysterious door in chaos, used the great magic power to cover the secret of heaven, and quietly returned to the nine days in order to punch these self righteous outer civilizations.

The war record was quite impressive. One was killed and several were seriously injured.

"Even if the super strong can't come now, we can block you in the wasteland city with our strength and wait for the super to come."

In terms of the strength of the three-step nature, it is true that nine days is not inferior to them, but the strong below are far from being in the same level at all.

The barbarian God was silent, and he said exactly what he said. If they wholeheartedly blockade, they can only hibernate in the wasteland city. The consequence of being blockaded is that it is difficult for future generations to grow up, and it is difficult for the strong to continue to understand a more powerful realm.

"It's a big deal. I'll take my Terran strongman to Tianwaitian and enter chaos." Pretty God said firmly.

"Ha ha, pretty God, are you willing? The greatest fortune of this era is hidden in the nine days. If you do, you know the consequences. " The Lord of destruction said sarcastically.

Pretty God's eyebrows beat slightly and fell into deep thought.

"We can talk about a condition. I don't know what you think." The Lord of destruction continued.

Now Jiutian's strength is far beyond their imagination. It would be better if we could negotiate with them. After all, if we really want to destroy Jiutian civilization, even those detachment will have to pay a great price.

For example, the strong Creator with God as the head is not a good master.

"You say." He said in a deep voice.

"First, your nine day civilization succumbs to our extraterrestrial civilization, becomes our subsidiary strength, and listens to any mobilization of us, so that we become a family."

"Second, you masters hand over a wisp of the soul of the way of heaven to us to prevent you from rebelling. There are still nine days. All geniuses are not allowed to practice from this moment, and all go to the world of our Protoss. When the strong of our family get a real opportunity, then your nine day civilization will naturally follow us."

"And on the third day, we will attribute all the resources of the ninth day to the development of tianwai civilization. How about you and our subordinates?"

The three conditions are no less than the practice of ceding land and making reparations and destroying the whole civilization. The civilization outside these days is extremely vicious. These three conditions completely destroy the whole civilization. Once they are done, they will completely become slaves and there is no possibility of turning over.

Like a big tree, the strong are the most important branches, and those geniuses are the seeds of the big tree. If you don't let geniuses cultivate, it's equivalent to breaking their roots.

The voice of destroying the LORD was loud and spread to the whole inner city.

All the martial artists in the inner city were angry. They all clenched their fists and watched the next reaction of the Lord.

The Lord respected the strong and kept silent and handed over the right of expression to the most powerful brute God.

"We would rather die than refuse! Nor be a slave. "

In the inner city, a roaring roar came out, and a small voice came out. It was Sun Yi's first voice.

He sneered in his heart. What's the difference between this and the history of his previous life? Moreover, he had to oppress more ruthlessly, completely destroying all hope.

Although he is a little holy emperor, the bloody power between racial wars is not divided by strength, which is related to the bloody nature in his heart.

"We also refuse. We would rather die than compromise!"

"It's better to be broken than complete, and dignity can't be humiliated."

With Sun Yi's roar, thousands of martial artists in the whole inner city roared out desperately, and the roar shook the world.

"Needless to say, we refuse all your conditions. We'd rather be broken than complete. I've been fighting with you since the flood and famine. Although there is no prison in this life, we don't hesitate to fight, even if we all die." The pretty God is very tough and declares war directly.

"What a war!"

The Jiutian martial arts are boiling, roaring and rippling between heaven and earth. The hot blood ileum brings up the rolling Qi and blood. The whole heaven and earth is red because of the roaring blood.

There is no compromise in the fight between races, only life and death.

Death is not terrible. What is terrible is that civilization has broken its inheritance and completely become a slave to others.

"Pretty God, you really don't have to think about it? I'll get you out of it. " The destroyer spoke again.

The void shook, and the barbarian God replied to the Lord of destruction with the strongest attitude. A barbarian God's big hand with the power of creation directly patted the army of civilization outside the sky.

When he was shocked by the destruction, he turned to the barbarian God with color and destructive power. Between touching, his steps retreated. Even at the peak, he was much weaker than the barbarian God, not to mention that his strength is suppressed now.