"I'm fine, second brother. Go and preside over the battle there first. I have two disciples here to protect me. Don't worry. I've directly blocked the woman's divine consciousness with prohibition. The woman can't cause any trouble."

Hearing Yang Yang's words, the look of the people eased a lot and went forward one after another.

The former bustling Qianji city is now particularly depressed, and countless powerful breath begin to dissipate. Everyone can feel that their cultivation is constantly decreasing.

It's useless.

Feeling this, the look of the people began to ease up.

Feel the breath more and more strong, Lin Bian's mouth hooked.

"Well, we have almost finished our mission."

As Lin Bian's voice fell, all the disciples who had originally attacked here began to retreat one after another. These disciples retreated to a safe place with alert on their faces and looked at the front.

Feeling the big guy's state, Lin Bian's mouth aroused a faint smile.

"How are the disciples of the thousand machine gate inside?"

"Dongfang Yun died, and these disciples didn't catch up again."

Lin changed his head. Yang Yang has stood in front of Lin Bian. Although he is still weak, he looks far fetched.

"I'm fine. Just arrange."

Feeling Lin Bian's worried eyes, Yang Yang whispered.

Lin changed his head.

"Shoot!"

Lin Bian raised his hand. All the disciples took down the parts from their bodies. Then a big guy finished it.

"There are three minutes to explode. Everyone go out in order!" Lin Bian arranged in an orderly way. He took Lin Xiangyang and a group of people directly took out the space array. Soon, all the people arrived at the transfer station and stood at the transfer station. They could just see the battle there.

The battle is over.

All the people breathed a sigh of relief, and each one looked a little more serious.

Time is dissipating.

Three minutes

Two minutes

One minute

All the disciples looked at the void ahead and waited for the last time.

"Soon!" I don't know who shouted. Everyone seems to have a clock walking below.

"Three..."

"Two..."

"One..."

Lin Bian shouted for the last three seconds.

A spark burst out of the void.

They could not hear any sound in the endless starry sky outside the territory. They could only watch the flames rising in the distance, and all the people died.

It's all over.

Simple and clear.

The battle will never begin again.

Everyone's body relaxed, the thousand machine door disappeared, and their hearts were sad, but the most was relief.

The battle has lasted for many years. It is not their Dasheng village that started the battle, but qianjimen can't tolerate the existence of another behemoth. Qianjimen's arbitrariness makes them have to raise their weapons to protect themselves.

Their original intention is to do their research quietly!

They want to be strong, want to protect their families and everything.

Lin Bian turned his head and looked at all the disciples. Instead, he smiled a little more on his face.

"We... Succeeded."

When this sentence came out, Lin Bian's mood suddenly became more relaxed than ever. Looking at the disciples below, he smiled and said, "in the future, we can protect our own home!"

"Guard!"

"Home!"

"Create!"

The disciples below suddenly burst into a strong brilliance. They began to cheer and jump one by one, and the good mood continued all the time.

Yes, they really did!

After so many years, they finally took this step!

Time gave them the best arrangement, and they finally succeeded.

All the people stood there quietly at the moment, looking forward to watching Lin change.

Lin Bian's face is also smiling.

These are all the elite disciples of Dasheng village. Of course, the so-called elite disciples are the best disciples of Dasheng village. They carry all the advantages. They work hard and make progress. Therefore, today, they can stand here and accept all this calmly.

Everything is the best arrangement.

"Thank you."

Lin Bian suddenly bowed to everyone and said sincerely, "without everyone, I would never have completed this task."

"Thank you."

Everyone bent down and saluted, and everyone laughed again.

Fairyland, they broke through.

Next, it's Extraterritorial!

Lin Bian looked up at the stars and his ambition was raised again.

There, and their battlefield!

"Go back first!" Yuya didn't know when he appeared around us. His eyes were slightly wet. "Let's plan first. As for how to break it outside, I guess our family still has to rethink!"

Hearing Yuya's words, Lin nodded.

A group of people went straight back to the great saint village in the fairy world.

Most of the things belonging to Yangyang have been moved away, but the survival laboratory is still there, and there is no reduction in some places. Everyone returns to this familiar nausea, everyone breathes a sigh of relief, and the smiles on their faces become bright.

Thousand doors failed.

The whole space of Qianji gate was completely bombed, which means that they will never have a home again.

All the thousand machine sect disciples have not returned home.

This is their most thought at this time. The space explosion means that the foundation of qianjimen has been completely destroyed. They want to seek justice, but at this moment, such a result, justice, has long ceased to exist.

Everything is on the edge of ending.

No one can change this result, which is their own fault, or they can't decide what they have in the future, because at this moment, they can't even determine their destiny.

Dongfang Jie stood there and watched the Qianji gate disappear from a distance.

He looked so flat that he couldn't see any expression at all.

The thousand machine gate was given to him by Dongfang batian. When it was given to him, Dongfang batian was full of thoughts.

Dongfang batian is a strong man. Maybe he has many children outside. He will never be the only one. Therefore, he lost the thousand machine door.

Dongfang Jie didn't speak, nor did he say hello to the disciples behind him. He didn't know why he said it was over. Almost all the life he could enjoy would end here.