MTL - Supreme Soaring Immortal-v2 Chapter 3030 Tu

"Furious? This is our base camp, and there are six of our great heavenly masters. She dare to be furious? Is she better than Xu Qinyang?"

The other five great gods fell silent.

"call……"

Qin Shuang took a long breath, a sad expression appeared on his face. She didn't find Yuan Tong's soul, too long time passed!

But in an instant, her sad expression faded, and her expression became calm. With a wave of his hand, he gathered Hua Taixiang and Zhang Chuchen into the town demon tower, and looked up at the six great heavenly venerations in mid-air.

The six Great Heavenly Sovereigns immediately felt the pressure in their hearts, and the whole person tensed up, and they were extremely alert.

"coming!"

The hearts of the six Great Heavenly Sovereigns throbbed violently, not just the six of them. The hearts of the tens of millions of monks around them throbbed violently in silence. When they merged, they all heard clearly and were startled.

Qin Shuang raised his left hand and grabbed it at the six great gods. The time around the six Great Heavenly Sovereigns flowed quickly. The six great gods began to age at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"boom……"

The six Great Heavenly Sovereigns suddenly got rid of Qin Shuang's Taoism, and each fled in one direction. Qin Shuang's right hand lifted up and slashed towards one of them.

A big grinding disc made of Tai Chi patterns clamped the big Tianzun in the grinding disc and started grinding.

"what……"

A scream of screams came from the grinding plate, and the body and soul of that great Tianzun were being ground.

Qin Shuang took a step forward, and one step fell on the big grinding plate. At this time, the five big heavens who had escaped respected the new gathering together and released their Dao Fa towards Qin Shuang.

Qin Shuang stretched out his left hand to thrust and twist towards the five great gods.

"boom……"

The space where the five Great Heavenly Sovereigns were located was shredded, and countless space fragments cut their bodies like space blades.

"Om..."

The five Great Heavenly Venerates pushed out their shields to block the Space Blade, and they attacked Qin Shuang and shouted:

"Everyone, attack!"

"Om..."

Tens of millions of law monks released their strongest Taoism to Qin Shuang at the same time, and the entire void vibrated violently, transpiring like boiling water. Tens of millions of Taoism come to the piano double like a dragon. Qin Shuang is like a reef in the ocean, and tens of millions of Dao Fa is like a vast ocean, throwing up turbid waves and slapped.

Qin's body suddenly flew upwards, his feet stuck to the large grinding disc, and flew up with it. When Da Mopan fell into the moment when she was attacked by tens of millions of Dao Fa, her feet left the Da Mopan and her body broke through the air.

"boom……"

Tens of millions of Dao Fa bombarded the Great Grinding Plate of Heaven and Earth, and the Great Grinding Plate burst into pieces, and then it was the Great Heavenly Sovereign of the Hundred Clan that burst into pieces.

Qin Shuang couldn't help but slap his tongue!

This is how many ants kill elephants!

Qin Shuang stepped forward and fled outside. Reaching out his hand, the array pattern smashed into the defensive shield, the castle's defensive shield split a gap, and the piano pair passed by and disappeared.

"chase!"

The five Great Heavenly Sovereigns also passed through the defensive shield and chased after Qin Shuang disappeared. Qin Shuang did not flee in the direction of the Holy Land Alliance, but flew in the opposite direction, towards the second line of defense of the Hundred Races Alliance.

Today's Hundred Races Alliance has two lines of defense, one is the original line of defense, on the edge of this galaxy. The other line of defense was where Fang Caiqin Shuang went, which was the center of the galaxy.

Void.

Qin Shuang's figure kept flickering, and every flicker was thousands of miles away. Behind her, the five great gods chased after her.

"What is she going to do?" The five great gods exchanged while chasing Qin Shuang: "Does she want to die? How can she rush towards our base camp?"

"I don't know! This is a good thing for us. Keep up, don't lose it."

Six figures flew in the direction of the Hundred Clan Alliance one after another.

Ten days later.

The ten planets where the monks of the Hundred Races Alliance are stationed have become very big in Qin Shuang's eyes. Qin Shuang glanced at it and felt relieved. These ten planets do not have a large array covering the world. She continued to fly towards a planet, and then dived down.

Her hands opened, ten fingers beating.

"Buzzing..."

Thunders gathered in the sky, and the thunder rolled, and for a while, it seemed that the entire planet was covered by the thunder.

On the planet below, there are countless castles, which have even become a line of defense. At this time, in the line of defense, many monks were doing their own things. Some are communicating, some are retreating, and some are walking on the street.

On the street of a castle, a group of monks who had just returned from the battlefield were walking sturdily on the street, with their unconcealable murderous intent leaking out. The monks on the street looked at this group of monks with envy in their eyes. Color, I'm afraid this team of monks has gained a lot this time.

"This time our harvest is enough for us to cultivate for half a year." A thin monk, with a pair of wings on his back, smiled.

A tall and sturdy monk with a horn on his head grinned and touched the storage ring on his finger and smiled:

"Just the heads we have won are enough for us to exchange for half a year of cultivation resources. What's more, we still have trophies. Hahaha..."

"I'm already at the peak of the Immortal Emperor. I hope that in half a year, we will be able to break through to the Respect. At that time, I will be able to hunt down more cultivators of the Holy Land Alliance and obtain more resources."

"The current Sacred Land Alliance's momentum has been weakened. Since the defeat of the Human Race in the middle of the galaxy sixty years ago, their momentum has begun to weaken. I estimate that they will not surrender for 500 years at most. , Will also collapse. Therefore, there is not much time left for us to harvest resources. We must make good use of these five hundred years."

"You said, will the Holy Land Alliance really have the inheritance of the saints?"

"Of course there is. If not, what would it be called a Holy Land? However, this has nothing to do with us. We still try to kill as many cultivators of the Holy Land Alliance as possible to obtain more resources.

In five hundred years, we will definitely not be able to break through to Tianzun, but I hope to collect enough resources to ensure that I can cultivate to Tianzun's resources. "

The eyes of the surrounding monks lit up: "You are right, we are now grabbing resources, grab resources from the Holy Land Alliance."

"We are not only grabbing resources, but also heads. Hahaha..."

"Hahaha..."

The laughter stopped abruptly, and everyone on the street suddenly raised their heads and looked into the sky. The sky was originally clear and the thunderclouds rolled.

"It is going to rain?"

In the sky, there seemed to be endless thunder, falling downward, as if the sky was about to collapse.

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