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The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race stood in the sky like a king, with his arms wide open.

Hundreds of millions of inspectors from the Sinking Banshee Race, they stood in the sky in darkness, looking up at their king.

Don't look at every inspector of the Sinking Banshee Clan, every one of the fallen Banshee Clan Chosen, is the supreme king on their planet. On the competitive planet, they are reduced to ordinary members.

Among the hundreds of millions of kings, the king who was born again has the same strength and wisdom.

Among the billions of kings who are competing for birth, they are absolutely obedient.

The special history lets them know that they need to be united forever, otherwise in this kind of competition, the Sinking Banshee clan may once again become a plaything of other clan. All this is what they don't want to see.

The sinking of the Banshee Races united as one is absolutely terrifying, which is why they can become the top ten races.

Now, they sensed that kind of aura from their king, the aura of crisis.

If this were not the case, their king would not act like this.

More and more inspectors of the Banshee Race have appeared, and the Banshee Race has always maintained a large number of personnel on the competitive planet in order to deal with all possible crises.

Soon, more than 300 million banshee clan inspectors from the sunken banshee clan filled the sky.

The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Clan lowered his open arms and looked at the endless clan members, revealing a seductive smile.

I have to say that this kind of seductiveness is all over the country.

Putting it among the Sinking Banshee Clan, I don't know how many clan members are showing fanaticism. They are hermaphrodite, and when necessary, they can be converted to another one and perform physical exercises with another clan.

Their king is enough to attract them and make them throb.

The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Clan pressed his hand, and the place suddenly became silent.

"Just now, the number one humans began to strike vertically, coming down aggressively. The Baxing clan is over, the Storm clan will be next, and then we will sink into the Banshee clan."

The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Clan said in a deep voice, its voice was not as pure and crisp, but the charm of a woman who had matured to the extreme. It squinted and said, "This is an alliance era, so the arrival of mankind is actually the action of the three races together."

"The top three races, their strength is not something we can compete with."

"It is not ashamed to judge the situation."

"Our Sinking Banshee Race has gone through countless sufferings before we ushered in the present situation. Therefore, all of this cannot be destroyed in our hands. Avoiding their sharp edges, planning to move later, accumulating thick hair, is our Sinking Banshee The reason why the clan can eventually become the overlord of one party."

"So, I need your help to get out of the current predicament."

The Governor of the Sinking Banshee raised his arm once again and said loudly: "Put your energy into my hands, let us move the competitive planet and get rid of human hunting. Then, hide us in the dark, we will Become hunters, and humans become our prey."

"As long as we are alive, everything has a chance."

"To unite the races that can be united together. We will fight together against the tri-ethnic alliance formed by mankind until we pull them off the altar."

The words of the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race have made countless banshee inspectors of the Sinking Banshee tribe become enthusiastic. They all learned the appearance of the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race, holding their arms high, and following the voice of the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race Roared in response.

No race can oppress the fallen Banshee Race.

Any race that wants to reduce them to playthings, the Sinking Banshee Race will drive it to hell.

At this moment, the hatred of the Sinking Banshee Race towards humans reached its peak.

"I would like to dedicate my strength to the governor."

"I would like to dedicate my strength to the governor."

"I would like to dedicate my strength to the governor."

"I would like to dedicate my strength to the governor."

"I wish..."

Over the entire competitive city of the banshee clan, all inspectors muttered to themselves, as if they were preparing for some kind of ritual, they contributed their strength to the supreme governor.

The Sinking Banshee Clan is a branch of magic in the cultivation civilization, and their use of energy is completely beyond imagination.

Countless incredible magics were created in their hands.

Like this kind of magic that dedicated one's own power to the Governor, among the Banshee Clan, it is a very advanced magic, which is not something ordinary Banshee Clan can master.

But to the inspectors, mastering these magics is nothing at all.

What the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race wants now is their power.

Concentrate the power of all tribesmen on oneself, then break the boundaries, break the laws of the universe set by the gods, and then use the supreme energy to move the gods on the competitive planet here.

This kind of ability is not possessed by all races.

If only the Governor of the Banshee tribe himself was sinking, it would be impossible to accomplish this feat, so it needs the power of all tribesmen. It is like a power of faith, when it reaches a certain amount, it will trigger a qualitative change.

"The Sinking Banshee Race will be proud of you." The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race said loudly.

In the next moment, the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race rose into the sky and rushed out of the competitive planet.

The inspectors of the Sinking Banshee Clan, like the governor who followed them, rose up into the sky, rushed out of the competitive planet, and then stood in the starry sky.

Moving the competitive planet is absolutely beyond imagination.

You know that the competitive planet is a light-year star. How big is the diameter of a light-year start?

The light-year star that was bigger than the solar system, the inspectors of the Fallen Banshee clan stood in front of it, no different from the dust.

They are full of this starry sky, black and heavy, with no end in sight.

Under the glossy reflection of the competitive planet, their faces are full of enthusiasm.

The special thing about the Banshee Race is their unity. From the moment the Sinking Banshee Clan appeared, they have been bullied, and they have always been playthings. Countless races, in order to prevent the submerged Banshee from being annihilated, will force them to do many things, such as taking advantage of their hermaphrodite speciality and keeping them in cages until they become two, two to four, and four to eight. .

This is also the reason why the number of Banshee Races is huge, not what they want, but becoming huge under the pressure of other races.

When the Sinking Banshee Race stood up, those races regretted it.

Because of their greed, the amount of this race has reached an alarming level. When they erupted, the energy they produced led to their genocide.

The incomparably united Banshee Race is absolutely terrifying.

And this kind of unity is the reason for this kind of magic, which requires all the fallen Banshee tribe to release their energy without reservation.

The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Clan stood at the forefront at this time, it stretched out its arm, and then the arm burst into light.

Time is precious, and the Governor of the Sinking Banshee does not know when humans will be able to solve the storm clan competitive planet, anyway, there is really not much time left for it. The storm galaxy where the storm clan is located is unpredictable, but it is absolutely impossible to trouble humans for too long.

It can be said that the time now is won by the Storm Clan who made sacrifices for them.

"Om..."

The energy used by the Governor of the Banshee Clan broke through the laws of the universe and allowed the sound to spread here.

With the stroke of the arm of the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race, a pattern was quickly formed in front of it, with extremely profound symbols on it.

"People, give me your strength."

The Governor of the Sinking Banshee clan roared, it turned into a black hole.

Among the hundreds of millions of inspectors of the Sinking Banshee Race, a ray of energy shined brightly and shot at the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race. And this energy was directly absorbed by the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race, making it even bigger.

Countless energy rays gathered in all directions on the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race, causing the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race to grow bigger with an incredible speed.

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The size of the banshee tribe of Sinking is similar to that of a human.

But in this breathing room, the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race is already larger than the earth, and it is far from the end, the next breathing room exceeds the size of the sun.

The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race moved and took a big step forward.

Hundreds of millions of energy rays have been following the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Clan, stretching longer.

If you look at the extreme distance, you will see hundreds of millions of rays of light connected to a terrifying giant,

The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race has become a giant of energy. Every step it takes, it is calculated in hundreds of millions of kilometers, and it blinks on top of the competitive planet. It is still too small compared to the competitive planet, but the Governor General of the Sinking Banshee Race is still getting bigger.

When the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race reached a terrifying 0.3 light-year high, it was still big and small with the competitive planet, but it was no longer so different.

"In the name of sinking..."

The voice of the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Clan rang, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, it opened its arms, and its arms burst out with a terrifying light, but they kept getting longer, letting these arms surround the competitive planet, and then tightly Holding the competitive planet.

There is a smell of ants lifting objects several times larger than themselves, but it is enough to make people feel shocked.

The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race transformed his own energy, and there were countless light spots around the Competitive Planet. It was spinning rapidly, and within a few breaths, it unexpectedly formed a whirlpool surrounding the Competitive Planet and it.

The vortex was spinning, turning the central area into darkness.

"Ahhhhh..."

Countless inspectors of the Sinking Banshee Clan gritted their teeth at this moment, releasing all their energy, and using a combined force to transmit to the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race.

They know that now is the most important time to move the competitive planet and get out of here.

But the face of the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race became distorted, and its beautiful face became extremely hideous and terrifying. Its eyes were bloodshot, almost giving the eyes a feeling of exploding.

Amidst the roar, the vortex became larger, becoming bottomless.

In the non-vortex, countless symbols are beating. They are composed of light and energy. They seem to be releasing some kind of power that breaks the laws of the universe and breaks the balance of a certain point in the universe.

When countless symbols collided and an incredible power burst out, the competitive planet sank directly in at this moment, and then disappeared in an instant in the distortion of light.

Regardless of the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race, or the countless Banshee Race inspectors here, all disappeared with the disappearance of the competitive planet.

The huge planet that originally existed here has disappeared.