Martial World

Lin Ming quickly shuttled in the starry sky. He had obtained very detailed information about the Saint Race army branch from the Thunder Cloud Tianzun who was killed by him. ∷four∷five∷zhong∷wen∈♀apex novel,

These materials were not even recorded in detail in the jade slips. Many materials were in Lei Yun Tianzun's mind. All of them depended on the Rubik's Cube. Lin Ming obtained all this easily.

It can be said that the current Lin Ming has a very good understanding of the battle between the Saint Race and the human race in the wild universe.

This time, he is going to a star field called Vulcan Galaxy, where he has another Saint Race force that he wants to slaughter.

He wants to set off a bloody storm in the rear of the Saint Race, and turn the world upside down in one breath, so that the five Saint Generals of the Saint Race have to pay attention to him.

Lin Ming knew that the Sacred Emperor of Fortune could not escape because he presided over the desolate devotion to the laws of heaven.

And God King Flying Feather and God King Tiangang and Shenmeng Tianzun are fighting together, and they are also inseparable.

In fact, Lin Ming doubted that the God-Dream Heavenly Venerate might not be the opponent after the two great Heavenly Venerates joined forces. After all, at the level of a true god, at least they are all geniuses at the level of Emperor Shakya. No one is weak. , but by no means can one fight against two.

Lin Ming guessed that the God King Flying Feather and the God King Tiangang might not give their lives to the Holy Emperor Creation. Even if they intervened in the battle of the Holy Clan for some reason, they would not abandon the dream of God and surrender themselves at this time. An identity shot against an unidentified enemy like himself.

The true gods are all arrogant, and an enemy who suddenly appeared is not enough to attract their attention.

Then, aside from these three true gods, the only person who is most likely to take action against himself is the Son of Good Fortune who is extremely confident.

Lin Ming knew about the Holy Son of Fortune. Lin Ming had been an opponent with the Holy Son of Fortune for many years. He was very aware of the weaknesses of the Holy Son of Fortune.

He used the self-confidence of the Son of Fortune to attract the Son of Fortune to come over. In this way, he can display his plan, and in a short period of time, his strength will make a leap!

"Vulcan Galaxy... Hey!"

Lin Ming looked at the huge gray spiral galaxy in the distance, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, the next moment. He tore through the void, and the figure just disappeared out of thin air.

Lin Ming quickly shuttled in the starry sky and moved, he memorized the distribution of the Saint Race forces in detail in his mind, and went straight to Huanglong!

A few days later,

Lin Ming finally arrived at his destination. Looking at it from a distance, he knew that it was a group of stars gathered together. This piece of stars is the habitation of the human race occupied by the saints, and there are more than ten trillion human races living there.

In the words of the Holy Race, it was just a large natural prison, a "slave concentration camp" for the human race.

After entering the wild universe, Lin Ming had repeatedly heard about human captives and slaves, but he had never seen their living conditions.

The power of the saints. Just stationed near these stars, above each star. Twelve holy clan holy palaces are suspended, and these holy palaces form a force field with each other, completely surrounding the stars below.

And such a force field is simply not something that the human prisoners of war on the stars can break.

To be precise, they were not prisoners of war at all. Just civilians.

This galaxy is called the Vulcan Galaxy. The original human race of the galaxy has been destroyed by the saints in the battle. Most of the rest are non-combatants who have not reached the realm of transformation.

...

Actually Vulcan galaxy. It has been occupied by the Holy Race for more than a hundred years.

For more than 100 years, for martial arts masters, it was just a time of meditation and retreat, but for ordinary people, it was a lifetime...

The remaining people of the human race in the Vulcan Galaxy were originally not very talented. Under the rule of the saints, they could not practice martial arts, which made their strength decline extremely fast.

And more than fifty years ago, a group of saint tribe pioneers came to the Vulcan Galaxy.

These people are all from the local universe of the Saint Clan. To put it bluntly, they are a group of people who do not get along well in the Saint Clan. Many people are even ruffians and rogues. Because it is difficult to survive in Saint Luotian, they come voluntarily. The human race's wild universe "pioneered".

If it is a person who is prosperous in the holy race, who would want to come to this backcountry that is completely barren in their eyes?

The so-called pioneers of the Saint Race are actually robbery. They burn, kill and loot in the Vulcan Galaxy, and take the resources that have been developed here, such as medicine fields, mineral veins, and cultivation places with rich spiritual energy.

And the army of the saints has acquiesced to all of this. The purpose of their attack on the wild universe is obvious. One is to expand the territory of the saints and develop resources. It is best to capture the divine decree that the human race has that can break through the wall of sighs. For the saints and emperors to complete his ambition to cultivate Huang to the peak.

The second is to cut off the inheritance of the human race, eradicate the roots, and completely end the troubles of the human race's counterattack!

...

Song Yan is an ordinary person in the Vulcan Galaxy. He is two hundred years old and barely breaks through the innate. He is a standard human race civilian.

When he was born, the wild cosmic war between the human race and the holy race had already started.

And when he was an adult, the Vulcan Galaxy fell. From then on, he became a slave to the subjugation of the country along with the ten trillion human compatriots in the Vulcan Galaxy.

When Song Yan was a child, he also read in the history books that the compatriots of the human race 6,500 years ago were in a miserable situation because of the fall of the Divine Realm.

For Song Yan, more than 6,000 years was too far away, so that he did not expect that the life of this subjugated slave would be his turn so quickly.

It's a nightmare!

Song Yan originally had his own dreams and wanted to become a warrior of the human race. He didn't need to be the most dazzling genius who was admired by others. He only needed to be the most ordinary and unknown warrior in the Vulcan Temple.

The standard to become an ordinary warrior of the Vulcan Temple is to enter the period of divine transformation before the thousand years old.

However, this was still too difficult for Song Yan.

He himself has no talent and no chance, and in the end, his dream can only be a dream.

He had to accept the reality. When he was at his peak the day after tomorrow, he married a wife who was not beautiful and talented, but he loved deeply, and gave birth to three lovely children, a boy, a girl, and a girl.

However, these three children were born to face a nightmare that makes people unable to see the hope of waking up. There is also a group of greedy and greedy devils who eat people without spitting out bones.

Killing, robbing, raping, looting young girls, abducting and selling slaves. Stealing young children for blood sacrifice...

Song Yan doesn't know when such days will end. Maybe this battle between the human race and the saint race will last for thousands of years, but can he live for thousands of years?

Will his children, his grandsons, his great-grandchildren, live for thousands of years?

And this premise is... he can have a grandson.

He was like an ant, standing on the ice sheet blankly in the face of the ice age that lasted for unknown years, waiting for death to come.

"Wow--"

A crisp cry came. His little daughter cried.

Song Yan's heart twitched, and when he looked up, he saw his twelve-year-old son holding his three-year-old daughter.

He knew that his daughter was hungry.

Song Yan has just been born, in this wild universe with chaotic vitality, although it is difficult for him to achieve complete inedia, but. He can still eat very little food for a month, and only rely on drinking water and absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth to replenish himself.

But not his sons, daughters, and wives.

They want to eat.

past. In the world of warriors, because they are powerful and master the power to conquer nature, starving because of food shortages is simply unimaginable.

Only a purely mortal society would do this.

But now, the Vulcan Galaxy is performing this scene. Among the 10 trillion civilians, at least 9 trillion cannot reach the state of inedia, and they need to consume a lot of food.

After the war, a large number of civilians in the wild were not protected by soldiers. There is no way to face the beasts in the wild, so they have to flock to the city, leading to the desolation of fertile fields...

The only remaining food resources are in the hands of the bandits of the Holy Race. Fifty pieces of Ziyang Stone cannot buy a bag of millet, which is a million times higher than the price of God's Domain. If you want to live, you can only go to the mine. In the wild where the beasts are reckless, mining is a risk of life, and there are almost no people who can survive for three years.

Because of the long-term hunger, Song Yan's little daughter, who was a little fat, has lost a lot of weight.

Song Yan's wife, Zhou Hui, was breastfeeding her younger daughter, and she was heartbroken when she heard the child's cry.

Her milk was long gone, and the shriveled cock sucked, in fact, it was just a psychological comfort for the child.

Song Yan gritted his teeth and took out a piece of dark food from his sleeve. After thinking about it, he broke off a piece and stuffed it into his wife's hand, asking her to feed her second daughter.

The remaining piece, Song Yan stuffed it to his son.

Looking at the food handed by his father, the little boy still hugged his sister without saying a word. Although he was 12 years old, although his face was pale, there was always a stubbornness in his eyes.

"Why don't you take it?" Song Yan asked.

"Dad, I'm not hungry."

The little boy spoke stubbornly, with strength in his eyes that a twelve-year-old boy did not have.

Song Yan's tears welled up at once.

He stuffed the dark food directly into his son's arms, stood up and said, "I'll go find something to eat."

After he finished speaking, he walked out of the city.

"Ayan, where are you going?"

Seeing that her husband seemed to be leaving the city, Zhou Hui panicked, "Are you going to hunt? Are you dying?"

Outside the city, in the remote wild forest, there are abundant prey, but it is a hundred times more dangerous than the mine!

Song Yan, a congenital warrior, entered the wild forest, and a mutant mouse might have eaten him!

Zhou Hui was about to cry. The mainstay of their family is now her husband. If her husband died, what would happen to her and her children would be unimaginable!

However, Song Yan seemed to have let it go, "I'll be fine, luckily, I don't have to worry about food this month."

After a pause, he said again: "If I don't go, the children won't be able to last for ten days..."

In the second sentence, Song Yan said it through sound transmission of true essence, and Zhou Hui's hand froze all of a sudden.

She knows that over the years, the population of the Vulcan Galaxy has dropped by two-thirds due to various reasons...

Death is really a very close thing...

Zhou Hui didn't know what to say, but at this time, Song Yan had already let go of her hand and was about to start walking out of the city when suddenly his expression changed.

In the dark night with the blood moon hanging high, he seemed to hear the strange sound of woo woo woo. From far to near.

Then, the ground beneath his feet trembled slightly.

This tremor was very weak, but Song Yan couldn't feel it wrong. He looked at the puddles on the ground. On a windless night, the puddles swayed with layers of tiny ripples.

The whine got louder and louder. Song Yan's face suddenly turned pale.

Is it...

As if to confirm something, Song Yan suddenly raised his head to look at the sky, where a bright moon floated, as if stained with blood...

"Blood Moon Yaokong... It's over..."

Song Yan said tremblingly, unable to stand still.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Hui panicked when she saw Song Yan's expression.

"Beast tide..."

Song Yan smiled miserably, it was tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of beasts. In the scene of a collective siege, in the wild universe, there is never a shortage of beasts.

In the past, there were human race masters, and the beast tide has not happened for some time.

But now, without the shock of the human race masters, the Vulcan Galaxy is finally on the night of the blood moon and luminous sky, which is the easiest place to gather fierce beasts. Beast tide broke out!

The city where they are located is probably not the first city to be attacked by the beast tide. Of course, it will never be the last.

"Is God going to destroy us..."

Song Yan hugged his children tightly, he knew that they might be buried here this night!

Although there are escorts in the city where they are located, these escorts are only composed of warriors below the stage of the gods. These Divine Transformation stage warriors, because they were over a thousand years old when they achieved the Divine Transformation, could not enter the Heavenly Palace. How could they resist the flood-like tide of beasts with their fighting strength?

And right now. In the center of the city, several spirit ships flew into the sky and flew towards the heavenly palace of the saints in the universe at an extremely fast speed.

Song Yan recognized that these were the spirit ships of the pioneers of the Saint Race.

Their original occupations were robbers and bandits. They were only responsible for plundering and collecting money. When danger came, they naturally had no obligation to protect the human race.

"These bastards!"

Song Yan's eyes were blood red, he had never hated a race so much.

And at this time, in the city, the dull horn sounded!

The city guards of the human race began to assemble.

In the eyes of the regular army, they are a group of rabble. Most of them are in the period of divine transformation, divine sea, or even death, and they are still relatively weak among warriors of the same rank.

Holding inferior weapons of different lengths, they stood on the city wall, facing the dark army of beast hordes in the distance!

Song Yan in the city could only see their backs at this time. In the dark night, many of them were already stooped and white-haired.

These warriors are a group of people who were eliminated from the Tiangong Warriors, but they still silently guard the people of the human race.

At that moment, Song Yan's eyes turned red again. In his eyes, those people were like a steel city wall standing without hesitation...

They are warriors!

The saints are here, they are not qualified to fight, because in front of the stone, they are not even eggs, at best they can only be dust.

But now, in the face of the destruction of all the beast tides, the time for them to fight has come...

This... is probably the last battle of their lives.

At this moment, facing the imminent death, these warriors are surprisingly calm, as if at this moment, they are not welcoming the beast tide that is about to destroy their lives, but just a comfortable evening reunited with their families, watching the sinking sunset...

"Today, we fight!"

On the top of the city, the old city guard commander, holding a long sword, made his declaration of battle. The declaration was only one sentence, but it was enough.

Yes, as a warrior, even if they are eliminated warriors, they also have their own mission and glory, that is to fight!

At the moment when the race is about to be destroyed, the warrior's destination should not be to die under the oppression of the enemy, but to die in a vigorous battle!

Behind them, the civilians of the Vulcan galaxy have begun to walk towards the city wall. Some of them are holding children, and some are kneeling and kissing the land.

This wilderness is where they shed their sweat and plant their hopes. They may die here, so let them water this land with blood.

"Hoohoho!"

The overwhelming monsters have rushed under the city wall. The 20-foot-high city wall is as simple as jumping over the threshold for powerful beasts. In addition, there are a large number of flying monsters in the sky. Beasts, their speed is many times faster than the flying speed of human powerhouses.

A slaughter was about to begin, and Song Yan's heart was already filled with blood. He picked up his crude weapon and was about to fly up the city.

At this moment, her wife suddenly pulled Song Yan.

"Hui'er, what are you doing?"

He thought his wife was going to stop him, but she saw his wife stretch out a hand and point to the sky.

"Ayan...you, what do you think that is?"

In the distant black night sky, the blood moon hangs, and in the blood moon, there is a huge black phantom, which spreads its wings like a demon in the night.

That's a black dragon!

"Dragon...Dragon!?"

Song Yan was completely stunned.

Roar--

The black dragon raised its huge head, its single horn broke through the air, and it roared in the sky!

The majestic roar echoed in the four fields, with terrifying coercion, rushing straight into the sky, shattering Xinghan!

The civilians in the city were suddenly stunned. Many people looked up at the sky. It was from the coercion of the emperor among the beasts. Everyone could clearly feel the crazy beast tide outside the city because of this black dragon. The wanton roaring stopped almost instantly.

Countless beasts rolled to the ground under the action of inertia, and some hit the city wall.

Then, regardless of the bodies that were injured in the chaos, they actually squatted down one by one, shivering under this pressure.

The black dragon screams at the moon, and the beasts are shocked!

The guards on the city wall are at a loss, what is this black dragon?

At this moment, they were surprised to find that the beast tide began to retreat.

These fierce beasts, whose eyes were blood-red, now had deep awe in their eyes. They crawled, step by step, cautiously retreating into the dense forest, disappearing into the darkness...

Everything is quiet, only the surrounding is like a messy field after the raging wind, reminding people what happened just now...

(The 4,000-word chapter, I have made up for yesterday’s update. There are two days of delay this month, but I have also made it up. If I can’t keep up with the energy, maybe I will take a day off on the 20th. It has been stretched this month. Tighten a string until now.)

...(To be continued..)