Chapter 1144

But Rao is so. There are still endless mountains and rivers turned into powder. The earth has hit an abyss and turned into a dark world without a bottom. It seems to connect the hell world.

This palm makes the whole Jiutian civilization boiling. In troubled times, there should be such a strong master to lead them to face the extraterrestrial civilization with the most powerful attitude. They are not afraid of death. Why not die vigorously.

Those masters behind them also released their own terrible breath, as if they were going to break through heaven and earth and communicate into chaos.

"Man God, do you really have to fight with us at the cost of destroying nine days?"

The Lord of destruction roared loudly. Obviously, he didn't want to fight against the barbarian God like this.

"Do we have a second possibility?" When the palm of the man God's hand was pinched, the sky whirled around, as if it were pinching and exploding stars.

Although he is not detached, he is infinitely close to detached. It is too difficult to get detached. He needs a terrible condition. He can't complete it now.

"Hum, the destruction of the nine day civilization is a fixed number. There are several strong people in our four major civilizations. You can't stop them. Let alone the number of strong people, even the quality of genius, you are not our opponent."

The destruction Lord roared, and the momentum emerged a disaster storm of creation in the void.

"The four great civilizations are really a ridiculous word. Are you ashamed of me and your four great civilizations? Don't you blush? I doubt whether your IQ is close to zero. "

Pretty God smiled contemptuously. It's ridiculous. If there is only one civilization, even if there is detachment, it can't destroy nine days.

"It's useless to say more. We can't tell the outcome in a short time. How dare you fight with us! See whose younger generation is better. "

A civilization is composed of the most critical strong and genius. At the level of the strong, they can't kill them now. If they can be defeated at the level of genius, it will be a heavy blow to the nine day civilization and make them completely despair from the bottom of their hearts.

Once the seeds of despair breed and spread, it will be a terrible blow to civilization.

"How dare you, what tricks dare you say."

They can't be afraid of war. They also need to send the most powerful talents to fight, completely show their blood, and let them know that extraterrestrial civilization is not invincible.

"In the battle of genius, those who enter the battlefield cannot be more than 150 years old. It is divided into five waves. From the first day, each side sends 100 divine emperors and three great emperors for five days. Only when all the sides are destroyed can victory be declared." The cold voice of destroying the LORD came out.

It's so cruel that one party can't leave until all the regiments are destroyed. Where are the strong people who become emperor at the age of 150? It's not the pride of heaven, a genius among geniuses.

"I agree. See you tomorrow on the wasteland battlefield."

Pretty God agreed without thinking.

"That's good." The Lord of destruction smiled.

It will take a long time for the super strong to come for nine days. This war can not only sow the seeds of despair for them, but also harvest a group of nine day talents. It is a matter of killing two birds with one stone.

Soon they retreated outside the desolate city.

As the day passed, the wasteland battlefield stepped into the darkness. The rustling breeze brought the smell of disaster.

It's said to be tomorrow, but in fact, it's seven days since the conversion of nine days, which has really opened this eye-catching battle of genius.

The voice of the people is boiling, and the smell of terror is hovering. The strong of tianwai civilization and Jiutian civilization gather on both sides and confront each other tens of thousands of meters away.

"Let me create a fair space first." The mysterious door flies into the void, and the origin of all things is explored in two steps, so as to follow the words and deeds.

The mysterious power of white is played out, and a stable space is created. It can be seen that there are plants, mountains and rivers growing inside.

"You go in and kill all the talents of the nine day civilization to prove your strength." The Lord of destruction was expressionless. Behind him were a hundred terrible strong men of the four civilizations. The rolling power circled up and made the sun and moon disappear.

Each of the first group of 100 people is a strong force for the holy emperor to fully understand the power of Taoism and an advance army.

"You go in, show our dignity and your blood, and let them know that I can't be humiliated for nine days."

The Jiutian camp has also set foot on a hundred young strong men who understand the power of Taoism, and everyone's breath is not inferior to the four civilizations.

In the great world, countless powerful people have been created. Most of these talents come from the forces at the master and half master levels, and a few are at the Taoist emperor level.

They are vigorous and have hatred for the four civilizations to the bone marrow. It is they who have made a great disaster and hindered their way of martial arts. Although the war is dangerous, if they can survive, they can prove that they are dragons and phoenixes among people.

Two hundred geniuses from both sides and six great emperor geniuses stepped into the battlefield together. As soon as they entered, they fought desperately with the most terrible Legion war.

The first batch of fighters are the most important. They need to turn the balance of victory to their own side with strong strength, otherwise they will lose at the beginning and there is no way to fight again.

It is also stipulated that those entering the battlefield can only bring two treasures. In order to ensure fairness, the treasures must not exceed the holy emperor level.

For Jiutian, the key to this war is incomparable. If the four civilizations can be destroyed in it, it will be a great encouragement, drive endless luck, and make Jiutian civilization produce more strong ones. If it loses, it will fall into despair.

Countless warriors were very nervous when they looked at the battle in the battlefield.

The four civilizations were indeed strong. With their joint efforts, the first day of the battle, Jiutian fell into the disadvantage. The emperor was killed in half, but they lost more than 20 people. The defeat made the Jiutian strong retreat into the mountain and wait for the strong to gather again the next day.

At the beginning of the battle the next day, another group of strong men entered the battlefield. The war situation was slightly better. At least they could fight against them.

The fighting continued on the third and fourth days, which made the nine day civilization cold.

The protoss appeared to be a peerless strong man. He was a perfect figure of the holy emperor. He killed a great emperor who entered the demon clan and more than a dozen holy emperor talents.

The battle scale tilts towards them. The protoss can be called the first in terms of single combat ability.

"Jiutian's so-called strong is simply vulnerable. It's just a group of waste firewood and waste. What talent battlefield do you play? Wouldn't it be better to be my Protoss slave?"

At the end of the fourth day, the protoss clapped his hands and directly patted a human holy emperor who understood the power into powder, which was powerful and impossible.

"This guy is too arrogant. Who can teach him in nine days!" Jiutianwu was extremely angry. More than 20 holy emperors died in this person's hands. They wanted to swallow him.

Their stomachs were choked, but what they had to do was that no one who had entered the battlefield of genius in the past four days could defeat him, so they had to retreat.

After the four-day war, the nine day civilization was crushed and fell into the bottom, and the number was as few as 150, while only a hundred people died on one side of the four civilizations.

If they hadn't humiliated them for nine days, undermined their confidence and displayed despair, I'm afraid there would be no more than one hundred and five people left. For nine days at a time, they fell into grief, anger and helplessness. They were ready to kill them all on the last day.

It can be predicted that if the last 103 people go to the genius battlefield tomorrow, it is likely to be the total annihilation of the army. How sad it will be. Nine days of martial arts dare not imagine.