This lord is very scientific.

Front!

Five humanoid masters, all from Naseng.

Marshal Azanen, Viscount Mantis, Supervisor, Legendary Ratman, and...

Front!

Lin Ke's mother!

That female humanoid master, her eyes look very much like Lin Ke's mother, Front!

But Front's eyes are purer and more innocent, while these eyes are full of indifference and murderous intent.

"Can you imagine? Can you imagine? My dear brother..."

Deep Blue no longer looks old-fashioned and conservative, but has a sense of madness: "The purest flower can produce such pure malice! This is a masterpiece!"

"Around Lin Ke?"

Wumian whispered, with murderous intent in his eyes: "The one behind the scenes wants to kill Lin Ke?"

Whether it is Front, Marshal Azanen, or Viscount Mantis, Supervisor, etc., they are all people who have had intersections with Lin Ke before.

According to the words of the older generation, that is "the intersection of the thread of fate".

"Lin Ke, must die!" Shen Lan laughed: "And you! You must die too!"

The next moment, all the masters rushed forward.

However, Emperor Wumian's originally serious face suddenly turned into a smile: "Haha, it's not certain who will die! My dear brother!"

Two words popped out of Emperor Wumian's mouth: "Teleport!"

His body magic power was boiling, and the star realm turbulence that was originally squeezed out by the momentum poured back again and merged into his body.

And at this moment, more than a dozen black holes appeared nearby.

"Impossible! How can you teleport in the star realm?!" Shen Lan's eyes widened when he saw this.

"Haha, this is thanks to the wormhole hypothesis proposed by Lin Ke!" Wumian laughed.

In theory, those who can teleport are in the plane, opening a void crack or a star realm crack to teleport.

In the star realm, even Andrew, Frogel and other masters can only squeeze the surrounding star realm turbulence like swimming fish and travel at their own speed.

"Roar!!!!"

A deafening dragon roar appeared in the surrounding space, and the surrounding law turbulence suffered a crushing blow again.

The void cannot transmit sound, but the star realm can.

Accompanied by this dragon roar, a huge wormhole appeared, and then a gray dragon body appeared behind Wumian.

This dragon body spanned tens of thousands of miles, and its eyeballs were as huge and bright as stars. A random sweep of its tail could directly blow up several secondary planes.

The dragon body was full of exploded scales, claw marks, punctures and other traces, as if it was a work of art that had been through many battles, and every scar on it contained a strong ancient atmosphere.

The deep blue expression changed slightly:

"Five colors..."

Before the voice fell, a full moon squeezed into the star realm turbulence, and a quiet, peaceful and peaceful atmosphere filled the surroundings.

The shadow of the sun also appeared in the wormhole, and there was an immortal bird with a burning fire on it crying.

"Deep Blue has become like this now?"

Frogel's voice appeared, and as her voice vibrated, some particles peeled off from the turbulence of the star realm and condensed into her appearance.

"It's a pity, this child was quite handsome when he was young." René Desca suddenly climbed out of Frogel's head, and then lazily patted the non-existent dust on his clothes:

"If he wasn't Brother Wumian, I would have wanted to kiss him."

"Rene Desca, don't be so disgusting!"

A series of boundless mountain shadows flashed out of thin air, and the burly Duke of the Mountains also came.

"Too many powerful enemies." The Duke of the Evil Eagle also appeared, frowning at the dozen or so Lords of Honurus.

A breeze came out of the wormhole, but the sound of the wind was not very pleasant: "Gantma, oh no, Deep Blue's mother is my mother! Who cares, kill him! This beast!"

This is the chattering Duke of Hurricane.

"Haha, is this the decisive battle?" The short Grand Duke of Green Leaf walked out with a cane, holding a book "Three Star Body" in his hand: "The decisive battle is almost over, I want to go back to read."

Then the Grand Duke of Thunder and the Grand Duke of Dragon appeared.

"Everyone! We must succeed today!"

The stars were shining, and the Prince of Stars was wearing a black coat with stars on his clothes. Mysterious patterns lit up on his fishtail: "If we completely wipe out the opponent, we can swallow Honurus in one fell swoop."

"That makes sense." Grand Duke of Thunder nodded in agreement.

Only the Grand Duke of Elements looked at Deep Blue with a very complicated look: "Deep Blue... can't go back?"

Deep Blue's eyes were sinister and did not change.

Nearly twenty masters!

This is the confidence of Naseng to dominate countless planes for many years!

Other planes are thankful to have a master level, and even a discounted version of the master, not the version of the main plane.

Even as strong as the other two main planes, the master-level strong beast spirit of Keus and the eternal twilight of Feldgama, only produced one each.

And Naseng has produced more than 30 since ancient times!

Now, except for a few holy lives in the Holy Life Alliance, the others can be counted as nearly 20.

This is the foundation.

"Let's start... annihilate them all."

The eyes of the sleepless emperor were solemn.

Immediately, the masters of Naseng stared at the opponents they had chosen long ago.

You know, Naseng is not chaotic, disordered, crazy and twisted. Naseng has recorded and analyzed the overlords that appeared in Honurus before.

And this time, Wumian also anticipated some things before coming out, so he made arrangements in advance.

The effect of premeditated and hasty battles is completely different.

The result of the battle fell to Naseng in the first place.

This is the case when six people did not move.

Emperor Wumian, Five-Colored Dragon Mother, Moon Goddess, Sun God and Frogel.

"Turbulent!"

Originally, the five new strong men prepared for Wumian, now looking at the situation on the battlefield, Shenlan can't care so much.

Get rid of those five strong men first!

"Hua——"

As soon as Shenlan finished speaking, Marshal Azanen rushed towards the Five-Colored Dragon Mother.

The Five-Colored Dragon Mother spread her arms, and then directly slapped Marshal Azanen's tiny body with her palms together like slapping a fly.

"Marshal Azan's body was destroyed that year, but I never thought that you would leave a little bit of it." The voice of the Five-Colored Dragon Mother exploded:

"In those years, you have been studying the new blood formed by the combination of bloodlines, but you have gained nothing. Now you actually insulted Marshal Azan..."

The Five-Colored Dragon Mother's eyes were full of murderous intent.

Marshal Azan is a very respected existence of many intelligent races. The Five-Colored Dragon Mother also grew up listening to these heroic stories from her parents, so she left a very deep impression in her heart.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The new creation named Turbulent was rampaging in the palm of the Five-Colored Dragon Mother.

Every collision carried several laws such as bloodline rules, turbulent laws, flow laws, and even the weird laws of Honurus.

However, the gray dragon body of the Five-Colored Dragon Mother seemed like the void itself, and the Turbulent could not break free from it.

"Deep blue..." Emperor Wumian snorted coldly, but did not prepare to take action immediately.

Now that the Naseng masters have come, he needs to hold the line.

"Madman!"

Deep Blue spoke again.

The Madman transformed by the Supervisory Minister also moved.

Seeing this, the Moon Goddess did not move, but her cold voice was revealed:

"Law, deprivation!"