Three Sisters Chop Me to Upgrade

Ten thousand years is a long history for ordinary creatures. Taking the earth as an example, before the change, the history of civilization can be called less than ten thousand years.

But for a powerful monk, ten thousand years are fleeting.

In the ten thousandth year of the armistice, a design drawing of a warship named Heiguang came out, hoping to build the largest warship in the universe.

In the 20,000th year, genetic medicine made a major breakthrough. This medicine greatly improved the genes of the creatures and increased the chances of awakening special abilities. Many monks with special powers were born. One person was awakened with super assassination ability, which can be virtualized and avoided. Physics department attack.

In the 25,000th millennium, the Sky Alliance gathered in front of the Wormhole, and Great Wall Universe wanted all regions to prepare for the challenge.

A terrifying and stressful atmosphere filled the two universes. All the Supreme Gods of the Great Wall universe were present, including the Murder God who had been missing. One hundred god-level monks were present, and all warships were ready to go.

Each monk had enough resources with him, so he didn't plan to come back to replenish it this time.

Everyone is afraid of death, but sometimes they have to die.

The Tianzun Yang Xiaofan looked at the entire battlefield so insignificant.

Zhao Pu of the withered universe looked at the Great Wall Army across the starry sky with a grinning smile on his face.

He likes to step on the forces one by one, he enjoys the screams of creatures, he wants to occupy the Great Wall universe and use their resources to step into the higher peak!

Zhao Pu's original plan was to carry out an offensive for 30,000 years of armistice. He couldn't help it anymore. Wearing a golden armor, raising a golden sword, terrifying power covered the entire Yuwai battlefield.

"kill!"

He swung his sword vigorously, the sword light straddling the Yuwai battlefield and slashing towards the Great Wall Army, bright and cold light illuminating the starry sky.

Gongsun Wuma urged the formation of tens of thousands of years, and mysterious runes rose in the sky, blocking this terrifying sword light.

He is the only existence that can fight against the Supreme God at the **** level, and the way of formation is the way of borrowing the rules of heaven and earth.

"kill!"

The war was about to start, the sound of the tragic and majestic Heavenly Dao sounded, and countless creatures rushed to the battlefield.

The powerful breath caused the galaxy in the outer space to be stirred like mud and sand.

Sword energy, sword intent, boxing intent, and palm intent illuminate the ages.

Mechas and battleships rushed to the forefront regardless of loss, law energy cannons and particle super-explosive bombs exploded, the power of the pinnacle of science and technology tore the void, and the huge stars shattered like tofu.

The devil's body grew larger, stepping on the galaxy, and directly greeted the strongest Zhao Pu, "You and other despicable spirits, my devil's town!"

The majestic and domineering voice spread all over the battlefield, and the boldness and boldness of life and death inspires all beings.

Finally, the two universes collided together, and the collision zone formed a blood mist like a meat grinder, straddling the starry sky, and nearly tens of millions of creatures died in just a few seconds!

The battlefield is divided into different areas from top to bottom. The strong fight alone, and the ordinary monks form a military formation and collide in a military formation.

The formation mage sits behind to control the battlefield. The formation mage sits in the eyes of the gossip map and manages the different battlefields. Yang Xiaofan is assigned to the sixth area as the formation commander, and mysterious runes shroud and disperse the darkness.

"You **** invaders, let's die together!" When the life of the demon race was about to die, he clung to the enemy cultivator and blew himself up.

"Block them! Surround our universe!"

"A million stellar cultivators died in the 20th area! The constant star battlefield urgently needs to be refilled!"

The battleship and mecha exploded, and the monk fell.

The night is approaching, and the dawn disappears.

If the previous war was an epic level, then this battle is now a battle of myths.

Gods descend, sentient beings participate in battle,

Almost all forces, large and small, and all races in the universe, are here to fight, regardless of men and women, young and old.

The supreme **** shook the earth, and ordinary monks piled up the walls with flesh and blood.

Yang Xiaofan sat on the battleship behind the sixth area, playing a twelve-point spirit to assist the soldiers in front of him, minimizing casualties.

Other mages also tried their best to do their best.

"The Galaxy-class battlefield is under too much pressure! Pay attention to protection!"

"An enemy strong who enters the battlefield of the immortal realm wants to destroy the army! Move quickly!"

"The Hope robot is ready, will it be put on the battlefield!"

The corpse paved the road to the starry sky, and the blood formed the galaxy. War is not a fairy tale. As long as the war is fought, people will die. Whose child is the dying person, and whose elder is it?

One year after the war, the death toll began to be calculated in units of 100 million.

Time and numbers are beginning to become unimportant, no matter a year or a million years, as long as the war is not ended, one will fight.

The senior formation mages next to Yang Xiaofan were so exhausted that they fell down one by one, and the formation mages replaced them one by one.

Everyone who was replaced fell due to a lack of mental strength, and the soldiers in front died. They just gave some energy. If they didn't work hard, how could they be worthy of them?

There was only one person who hadn't changed from beginning to end, and that was Yang Xiaofan, whose 498 souls were changed back and forth.

The right finger quickly slides on the chessboard in front of him, transmitting the army, replenishing the monks' energy, and controlling the overall situation of the battlefield.

A beard appeared on his cheeks, his eyes became more vicissitudes, and the immature faded,

Since the battlefield began, a smile has never appeared on his face.

Seeing the creatures fall in front of him, how can they laugh?

Pieces of information appeared in the high-level command group, broadcasting various things.

"Help! All the cultivators in the 30th district are killed in action! The enemy's constant-star troops are killing the deadly constant troops! Request regional support from extra constant-star troops!"

"Great victory! The 26th district has already killed nine heavenly veterans!"

"The first district beheads the seven heavenly veterans!"

"Something's wrong! The Tianzun combat power in our district doesn't seem to be high!"

Yang Xiaofan looked at the battlefield with his eyes, as if only the Tianzun battlefield in the sixth district was losing the battle.

He reported the situation heavily in the group, "The sixth district sacrificed the 16th place of heaven."

The senior leaders were shocked and immediately realized something.

"Friends, don't be impulsive, they must be trying to lead you out!"

"We will send Tianzun to support!"

"No." Yang Xiaofan refused.

"You step up to fight against Tianzun in all districts, destroy Tianzun and go to Mieyangzun, roll the snowball, and the withered universe will be over. This is the hope of our Great Wall universe."

"The enemy must have guessed that I will not give up this opportunity. This is a shameful plot. The next step depends on whether they destroy me first or you win first."

Everyone in the group was shocked, they knew what Yang Xiaofan would do.

Gongsun Wuma persuaded: "Little friends, don't be impulsive! Your role is comparable to that of a god, and it is the hope of our universe!"

"No, this is an opportunity for our Great Wall Universe. If we succeed, we will reduce our sacrifices. If we fail, at best, I will die."

Yang Xiaofan stopped talking, closed the chat, and slowly stood up, his bones creaking.

There was a big pit on the hard battleship deck under his feet. He had been sitting here for tens of thousands of years. It was time to move around.

Changed into a black suit, handed over the control of the formation to his deputy, and stepped into the battlefield in one step.

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