The Strongest Sect of All Times (Eternal Strongest Sect)

Chapter 1598: Protoss 1st Fleet

Upper Bound.

The world is cracking and the mountains and rivers are dry.

The demon ancestor sits proudly on a throne composed of countless corpses and dead bones, revealing the whole world.

Below are the skulls of the ten great ancestors, and the heads of the elder monarchs. The millions of demons are neatly arranged around them, and the atmosphere of his supreme king tyrant is particularly strong.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

The happy laughter of revenge resounded in the sky.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a basin of cold water broke, and Mozu awakened from his dream.

Damn it!

It turned out to be dreaming!

Hey.

I am afraid that what happened in the dream can only occur in the dream.

"what happened……"

The ancestor of the ancestor gradually became clear, and found himself in a streamer enchantment, so he covered it in a cracked forehead.

Wait!

How can I have hands!

The ancestral memory of the demon is still in the performance of the large shuttle.

This is a magical power in the mysterious magic seal, which can quickly release the soul from the physical body when it is in danger, thereby hiding in the deep space.

He used it 100,000 years ago. Although he was spied on and intercepted by the Ten Great Emperors, he still ran out of a lingering soul and was able to be resurrected.

Although it went well this time, but ...

Mozu lowered his head, looked at his stout arms, and then looked up hard again, seeing himself through the mirror-like enchantment reflection, took a few steps back, and almost blurted out: "Who is this ugly eight monster?"

The body he now occupies is much healthier than the previous remodeling, but his face is abnormal and looks very scary, like an orc in a certain game, especially the whole body's skin is green, more like a certain movie in a movie giant.

"what happened……"

"What's the matter……"

The demon ancestor clenched his fists, his eyes flickered with anger.

The great shuttle of the magic seal ran out from the perfect body, but when he woke up, his soul was placed on a strangely ugly monster, which made him really difficult to understand and difficult to accept!

"drop!"

"Vital signs are normal."

"The potential development is normal."

"Might 6200."

Suddenly, a voice came from the enchantment.

"Who!"

Mozu hurried to his guard and said, "Who is talking!"

"call!"

At this moment, the enchantment around disappeared out of thin air, and a building that he could not describe appeared in the field of vision. There were several warriors in tight clothing standing next to each other, as if they were doing statistics.

"who are you?"

The ancestor's eyes cooled down, and the whole face looked even more scary.

"tread!"

A middle-aged man in a uniformed uniform came from the outside. Regular noise came from the leather boots in contact with the ground. Then he sat smartly in the seat in front of him, his hands with white gloves together, and said lightly: "Star Spirit World , First Fleet. "

"Astral Realm?"

The expression on Mozu's face changed from vigilance to sluggishness.

At a previous conference held in the Holy City, he heard reports from his subordinates, and learned that the warships came from the astral world.

Zhan Zhantong penetrated into the void, how could he meet?

About it.

You have to start with the power of the dog's system.

In short, gaining great power has also brought many unpredictable problems.

"listen."

The middle-aged man said lightly: "I am the captain of the First Fleet. You can call me a general or a master, because today you are my slave, number 9527."

slave?

The demon ancestor's eyes flickered with anger, and he rushed away in a big stride. The green and thick arms pressed over, and said angrily, "Go to death!"

"Protect the generals!"

"Brush! Brush! Brush!"

Several guards next to the middle-aged man hurriedly guarded in front, but still couldn't carry the punch that was heavily intensive, and was blown out instantly.

Ga!

Mozu suddenly stood in place, staring blankly at his fists.

This power, this strength.

Am I ... recovered Liu Chengxiu?

The middle-aged person said lightly: "Although your soul body is very weak, its potential is very high, so it will be excited soon after it is integrated with the first-level corpse."

Corpse? Fusion?

Mozu's mind is a bit messy though.

But roughly guessed, he suddenly recovered nearly 60% of his strength, which may have something to do with this guy.

"I make you stronger."

Middle-aged humanity: "Isn't it natural to be a slave?"

His tone has always been bland, even with an obvious disdain, as if he has already entered the role play of ‘master’.

"..."

The demon ancestor was so angry.

It is a shame and shame that the lord of the mighty tribe is treated as a slave!

"dead!"

"Whoo!"

The powerful magical screams broke out, and the irritability gathered in the right fist, and the strength near the pinnacle to find the real situation broke out completely.

In terms of the strength of the demon ancestors at this time, once again facing Jun Changxiao and the two strong races, although they may not win steadily, if they want to run, they do not need to use the extremely dangerous magic seal secret method.

"call!"

The wind howled and the air solidified.

However, just as the strong iron fist came over, it was taken up by the middle-aged man, and said lightly: "Article 9 of the Astral Spirit Rule, the 23rd case, the slave must not hit the master, otherwise Deprived of life. "

"you……"

Demon's eyes widened.

This man has shown no breath since he appeared, and he could easily catch his full blow and even felt the powerlessness of punching on the cotton!

"Read that you are not astral creatures."

The general released his hand and said lightly, "This general spares you once."

"call!"

"call!"

The demon ancestor once again mobilized all its strength, and poured it into the left and right arms, respectively, and launched a bombardment like pear rain.

"brush!"

Suddenly, the middle-aged man waved his sleeve lightly, clasping his hands first, then pressing it against his chest, and holding his other hand to his neck to lift it high, his eyes were cold: "Don't take your temper and challenge me Patience. "

With one look, it was extremely overbearing.

The bound demon ancestor's eyes drew strong fear.

It has nothing to do with the realm, even the apex who was at the peak of 100,000 years ago will definitely be cold when he sees this look.

third step!

He must be the third step! !!

"Tongtong!"

The middle-aged man dropped the ancestor on the ground, and patted the slightly wrinkled military uniform, and said, "Your potential has not been fully explored, so let's adjust in the health compartment."

Say nothing, turn around and leave.

"Oh, right."

Stopping at the door, he said lightly, "As a slave, you must have the consciousness of a slave. If you dare to commit a crime again, I will easily take away your cultivation and ... soul."

It wasn't until the back of the middle-aged man was seen that the demon ancestor clenched his fists, his eyes flickered with anger, and said, "Hate!"

In the next few days, he gradually became familiar with the main battleship and realized the benefits of the health capsule. Then he put down all the unhappiness and unwillingness and began to meditate.

slave?

I don't agree!

But you can resume cultivation as soon as possible, why not take advantage of it!

"boom!"

In the testing room, Mozu punched in the enchantment.

"drop!"

"Combat power 6700."

The middle-aged man sitting outside nodded and said: "In just a few days, it will increase by 500, and the potential is well tapped. After a while, as the master conquers the upper bound, you should have a good performance."

really!

This guy is going to invade the upper world just like the previous warship!

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Back in the living cabin, looking through the window to the dark starry sky, the ugly face of Mozu gradually began to narrow.

"Top Ten Immortals!"

"Eternity!"

"When our ancestors return again, they must destroy you!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Suddenly, the door was opened.

Several soldiers gathered around to punch and kick him, yelled: "The clothes are not washed, the dishes are not brushed, and you have a smirk here!"

"I'll go! I'll go!"