But what these bring to the human race is not development, not rise, nor hope... but a crisis of extinction!

The crisis is ahead! Everything is frightening and disturbing!

Ye Mei'er frowned her eyebrows, her pink fist clenched silently, and the great priest's robe she wore was hunting and hunting under the sway of candlelight, and everything seemed very silent.

"Deadly guard the temple!"

"If something really cannot be done, I will take the lead in deciding myself! The rest... flee separately!"

"The way forward is up to you!"

Ye Meier sighed, and the priest's staff in her hand was raised silently, and the holy rays of light flickered in her eyes. This feeling was extremely real!

"Mother, alien invader, here comes!"

"Hundreds of thousands of cultivators flew over here."

"It seems... I haven't seen any cultivators below the True King Realm..."

The deputy hall of the Palace of Human Emperor advocated proudly and walked over, with a calm expression on his face.

He is not very talented in cultivation, but he is definitely an excellent commander in team battle command!

The several classic battles of the Palace of Human Emperor were defeated under his leadership!

"After all... this is the point..."

Ye Meier sighed slightly, her face didn't have much surprise, everything seemed very plain.

The result has been predicted, naturally there is no need to show a surprised expression.

"There is still some power of faith in the Acropolis sub-temple..."

"For the time being, I can still try my best to support it!"

"After the defense is broken, how you choose depends on you!"

"Either flee, or descend, or fight to the death..."

Ye Meier muttered to herself, as if she was speaking to others, and as if she was speaking to herself.

"Mother, if the Lord returns, maybe..."

The patriarch of the Yiren clan, Yi Lingtian's eyes lit up, with a look of expectation in his eyes.

"I hope... he won't come back, never come back!"

"This time the enemy...too strong...too strong!"

"It's not an existence we can fight against!"

"Even the Seven-Rank forces like the Motian Pavilion Holy Heaven Alliance can only shiver under their oppression..."

"If he doesn't come back, he can still live Hao Cun..."

"Wang Jun, well!"

Ye Meier was talking, staring at the skylight above the temple, towards the boundless sky... Seeing the broken layers of white clouds... It seems... he saw a huge warship...

Such a warship... She has seen it in the army of these invaders so many times, she has long been used to it!

This kind of behemoth, their full attack cannot even break a trace of defense.

The sadness is predictable!

The huge hatch of the warship was opened, and a group of orderly soldiers came out from it. The soldiers who came out of the first group, riding black dragons, soaring above the nine sky, looked extremely terrifying. ...

The second team came out of a unicorn with a circling unicorn on its head...

The third team... armed with heavy machine guns...

...

Ye Mei'er's eyes changed instantly, and the sound of her inhalation suddenly became more real!

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch slightly... his hands clasped tightly together.

"Yes... his legion!"

"He... he's back!"

"Don't... don't come back..."

"It's... dangerous! It's really dangerous here!"

Ye Mei'er bit her red lips tightly, her eyes twinkled, and the sound of her inhalation became particularly real.

Thinking like this in my heart, my body couldn't help but tremble.

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