In the next level, dazzling generals continue to take the initiative to fight.

It’s not that they are so stupid that they die, but that many people know that even if they persist in the final battle, they will not have any effect on the battle situation.

Instead of dying sadly in the final decisive battle, it is better to sway the afterglow of life at this moment. At least even if you die here, many people will witness it with their own eyes. Who said that standing in the light is a hero?

In the third level, the Eastern Galaxy Middle-aged Empire sent 10 million soldiers to fight to the death again, and eventually survived... 3,600 people!

At the fourth level, the Western Galaxy Ghost Pirates were dispatched, with a total of up to 5.4 million people, and finally survived...two thousand people.

At the fifth level, the Jiuzhou Federation dispatched 1 billion soldiers, fighting endlessly, and the killed corpses of alien races piled up into a vast galaxy, and there were only a few people who survived in the end.

At the sixth level, the Galaxy Alliance had already penetrated 38,000 light-years outside the river. It had no relatives and strong enemies. The major forces sent troops to attack one after another, but they could not fight for a long time, and the losses of war continued to grow.

The sixth level, the guardian.

Not an alien.

But one, the Lord of the Sequence!

"How can the honor of flames and lava be invaded by ants!"

A ball of extremely dazzling fireball, as huge as a star. Although it is very small in the starry sky, its heat has already led to the faint purgatory!

Countless souls wail in purgatory.

Purgatory is spread all over the galaxy.

In the first wave, the Middle Agestors sent three million soldiers to attack the master of the sequence, but they were crushed and counterattacked. All three million soldiers were burned to ashes by ultra-high temperatures.

"That's the Lord of the Sequence?"

Horse liu frowned and looked at the fireball.

"This temperature is at least hundreds of millions of degrees Celsius?"

"Equipment made of all materials from Galaxy can't stand it."

"Even if I am the body of the God King, I feel unbearable."

Lu Yu finally raised his hand and stopped the meaningless attacks of the four major galaxies. Facing the master of the sequence, low-quality quantity could not win!

"The Lord of the Twelfth Sequence, Lord of Flame and Lava." Lu Yu patted Xing Tian on the shoulder, "It should be the weakest old dominator. The preliminary judgment is that the peak of the God King, Xing Tian, ​​do you want to try it?"

Xing Tian retreated repeatedly: "The peak of the God King? I just passed away."

Ma Lei was slightly dissatisfied: "You dare not try the weakest master of the sequence, so how can you fight with us in the future? The more you go, the stronger your strength will be."

Dong!

Just then.

Twenty snow-white wings flew and fell.

Yilun was wearing pure white holy armor and holding a double-bladed angel sword in his hand, and lowered his head slightly: "I would like to go and fight Hoghos for another 30,000 rounds!"

Harlen explained from the side: "Five hundred thousand years ago, Hoghos, the Lord of Flame and Lava, caused the Hermok mechanical civilization to invade the medieval star system guarded by Yilun. In that battle, Yilun and Hoghos fought bloody battles for 30,000 rounds, and both sides suffered losses and were not determined."

After 500,000 years.

Yilun wants to clear his heart again.

Lu Yu did not stop him, and he watched Yilun leave silently.

He watched Yilun and the fireball colliding again silently.

He waved his hand to set up a barrier of tens of millions of miles to block the impact storm, and then stood silently, waiting for the outcome of the battle.

Angel and fireball.

One is white and the other is red.

The sword shadow tore up pieces of space.

Purgatory appears like ghosts in all directions.

This battle, which lasted 500,000 years, has achieved an ultimate outbreak today.

If you can see two huge figures sweeping through the extremely rich white light and purgatory, you can see two huge figures sweeping across the starry sky. Every collision is like a collision between two planes, infinite power echoes in the universe, and the shaking gray-blue road is trembling.

One day, two days, three days...

I don’t know how long it took, but their battle storm finally began to weaken slowly.

At this time, Lu Yu suddenly looked at the side of the Huimeng Avenue, frowned, and in addition to the bursting white and red light waves in his eyes, there were also petite figures standing silently in the quiet deep sky.

Side of Graymond Avenue.

Lu Yin sat on a bamboo mat and rocking chair, looking at the battle expressionlessly in the slightly shaking waves.

Finally, when the battle ended, standing proudly in the starry sky, holding a sword in one hand and stabbing it on the ball of light that was rapidly extinguishing, Lu Yin showed an extremely disgusting expression.

"Is this the Lord of the Twelfth Sequence?"

"It's really trash. Even if the root cause is in the long river of time, even if the injuries from the old era have not been healed, they shouldn't be able to beat an angel."

Lu Yin disliked leaving, and went to the long river of time, pulling out the roots of the fireball like a dry grass, and then planted a seed again. The surface of the seed was inlaid with a pattern that splits the chaos and stands tall.

"This tribe needs a new master of the sequence."

Seeds grow rapidly in the long river of time and bear fruit. There is a humanoid creature with no body hidden in the fruit.

"Use Pangu's essence and blood to nurture Pangu's heart."

"The golden cicada escapes its shell and is born again."

Lu Yin looked at the seeds and smiled brightly.

And all of this was under the surveillance of Uge and Cthulhu.

"Yuge, have you noticed that the saint seems to have a rebellious heart?"

"Is there any? I raised the saint by myself. I know her. If she had the intention to rebel, she would have been secretly cultivating her own power long ago. She would definitely avoid our surveillance and would never be like now."

"Okay, but I still want to remind you that Azathus wants to break through the Supreme God's Destiny. During this period, except for the Black Goat in the Forest and the Crazy Chaos, the strongest combat power of the entire Weird God clan is you. If you can't even control the Saint, then our entire Weird God clan will suffer heavy damage from internal organization, you know."

...

A tombstone that can be cut casually.

It is engraved with the Lord of Flame and Lava.

Memorize the Lord of the First Sequence that Mankind defeated.

A phased victory.

"How are you?"

Yilun returned shakingly, his wings were mostly broken, and his whole body was covered in blood. Lu Yu gently supported him and asked while transporting him to replenish his strength, "How much is it hurt?"

Yilun coughed out a mouthful of thick blood and smiled tiredly: "Killing the Lord of the 12th Sequence is my lifelong wish. Even if I am seriously injured and dying, I have no regrets. Don't worry, I can continue to fight."

Lu Yu forced Yilun to cultivate himself in the rear of the army and said solemnly: "You don't need to appear in the next battle, you are only responsible for resting and recuperation."

The seventh level arrived soon. As Lu Yu expected, the guardian of this seventh level was also the master of the sequence!

The eleventh sequence, the Lord of Dreams and Waters, Deidala!

"I didn't expect you to be promoted." Lu Yu looked at Deidala in surprise and asked, "Where is the original Lord of the Eleventh Sequence?"

When Deidala saw Lu Yu, she remembered the past when she was chased by Lu Yu many years ago. She was immediately scared, but turned around and looked at the hundreds of billions of followers under her command, and she became brave and yelled: "Thirty years from Hedong, thirty years from Hexi, do you still think I was the former Deidala?!"
Chapter completed!