Why is this main god space a sewing monster!

Chapter 1272 Navis, why did you come back just now? (Happy National Day)
No one expected that Shenlong Ao would actually laugh out loud on the battlefield. It was obvious that he really wanted to laugh.

It wasn't just Ao. Several laughs could be heard continuously from higher dimensions at the same time. The two innates of the Dragon Clan, the Phoenix ancestor, the Kun Clan ancestor, and the Peng Clan ancestor, the innates in Aiolia's circle of friends all couldn't hold back their laughter.

Although I don't know why the person from Donghuang Palace didn't let Donghuang take action, but since that person has spoken, judging from Aiolia's description, the scene must have been very exciting.

The two heroes of Zhongzhou naturally didn't know what happened in the East Palace. When faced with Ao who laughed for no reason, Wu Jie, who was addicted to cosplay, shouted directly: "You old loach, what are you laughing at?! Do you believe that I will chop off your dragon whiskers and make dragon whisker noodles?!"

"Isn't it dragon beard candy? And dragon beard noodles?"

"Brother, if it doesn't work, after you finish this battle, take your sister-in-law and Fu Zha out for some sightseeing and travel. Don't embarrass yourself."

Not to mention Ao's dragon whiskers, his entire dragon face couldn't help twitching.

The position of a saint cannot be insulted, let alone someone like him who is innate!

Driven by Ao, the world-destroying flood began to transform. The flood that was originally unstoppable began its second stage! The torrent began to swirl, and even the high-level saints could hardly escape from the huge force. If the terrifying tearing force fell on the outside world, it would be enough to easily annihilate a large universe. Even if it was placed on the prehistoric continent, as long as there was no innate saint to intercept it, it could turn the entire prehistoric continent into a vast ocean!
"It seems that detonating the Great Sea Eye gave Ao some extra insights. He actually simulated the Great Sea Eye, one of the four great dangers, based on his original skills, making the already terrifying world-destroying flood even more advanced."

Ao's ultimate move is relatively plain and simple, mainly because of its high magnitude. A Saint falling into a world-destroying flood is like an ordinary person falling into the center of a turbulent river. If you can't escape, the fate is self-evident. Saints with different strengths are like ordinary people with different water qualities. If you are good enough in water (strong enough), you can still run away, but what if a huge vortex appears in the center of the river?
This is the second stage of the world-destroying flood. It is simple and unpretentious, but extremely useful.

Zheng Zha seemed to have taken root and grabbed Wu Jie. The two of them were like being nailed there, motionless.

At this moment, Wu Jie suddenly realized something, and he whispered to Zheng Zha: "Second brother, I suddenly remembered something."

"I remember now, where is the Fuzha?"

"Emmm, why did you suddenly remember to ask Fu Zha?"

"There is a very special connection between Fu Zha and me, a connection that even transcends cause and effect. I always feel that the connection between me and Fu Zha is looming, as if he is right beside me, but also as if he is no longer in this world."

"Maybe he didn't win, and was rescued by the Lord God? Second brother, you can rest assured, Fu Zha. Our mission this time is a joint effort of the Lord Gods of both sides. Although our Lord God is unreliable, the Lord God of the Great Overlord is too reliable. Not to mention a few First Saints besieging Fu Zha, even if the Second Emperor of Dongtian comes, he can still rescue those who need to be rescued."

"Oh, oh, oh, so this is what you want to say too, Third Brother?"

Zheng Zha nodded. Although he didn't understand why Wu Jie said that Wu Ming's main god was more reliable than the Zhongzhou team's main god when they were both main gods, since it was Wu Jie who said it, it must be correct.

"No, I suddenly remembered that Chu Xuan wanted us to help delay time and attract attention, rather than causing a big disturbance in the high latitudes." "But if we make such a fuss in the high latitudes, I'm afraid the attention of all the saints in the prehistoric world will be focused on us."

"That's true, but we seem to have attracted too much hatred from the great lord? It's almost like the emperor is about to take action. Forget it, he would be incompatible with all races even without us, so it doesn't matter if we help him in advance."

The brothers Wu Jie and Zheng Zha chatted leisurely during the second stage of the world-destroying flood, because Wu Jie had realized that he had attracted enough attention and it would not be effective to output as much as he could. Besides, they could only injure the innate saint but could not completely destroy the opponent. The purpose of testing their own strength limit had been achieved. Now they just needed to wait quietly for the less than a day to end.

They were not panicking, and Ao was even less panicking.

In Ao's opinion, these two people are already trapped in a jar, and there is absolutely no way they can escape. The current resistance is just a desperate struggle. Lin Sheng does not have infinite energy. How long can they resist? Three days or five days?
Ao didn't think about the light of the soul at all. Firstly, the light of the soul in the prehistoric history was basically rubbish. Secondly, even if it was the light of the soul in the human history, Zheng Zha's infinite light of the soul was too explosive.

There is no upper limit, every second is stronger than the previous one, the values ​​are stacked madly, and in the end the energy is endless and can also serve as a fountain for teammates.

Ao knew that the armies of the nine alliances were pushing the progress of the Silver Land. Every innate saint knew it in their hearts, but they didn't care at all. In their view, this was just a wedding dress for their own family. There were also wise men among the myriad tribes in the prehistoric world. The wise men within each tribe had also analyzed that Wu Ming was desperate and buried himself in advance.

He attracted attention and let his men advance the progress, and finally he went back to take Mount Buzhou.

But if the noise is not loud enough, the purpose of attracting him cannot be achieved; if the noise is too loud, he cannot leave.

This is a dead end.

Although the strength displayed by Wu Ming's camp has far exceeded everyone's expectations, that's all. The armies of other races have begun to turn around, and have tacitly chosen to follow behind humans and prepare to reap the fruits of their labor. The reason they don't wait behind the protozoans is that the protozoans are the tenth of all races, and both sides still have to show some mercy, but they can't just watch the protozoans advance so desperately.

Because the two of them caused a big commotion in the high dimension, the army of all races did not have enough humans to serve as cannon fodder, and secondly, they could not let the holy clone cooperate with other spiritual positions to advance. Although the blood rain was useful, it could not stop the other two from running away faster.

For a moment, both sides reached a strange balance.

A ball of black light without the slightest luster, so black that even light could not escape, rose to a high dimension at this time. The ball of light rampaged among the many holy seats, but no one dared to directly rebuke it.

It’s because that is the high-level holy position of the dragon clan, the holy light group of the black hole dragon Navis!
Navis, who had gone to the lower world to deal with matters at the dragon camp, finally rushed back to the high latitudes. At this moment, the innate saints of the dragon clan were taking action, and Navis was well-known among the high saints for his fighting ability. Who dared to say no?

"Navis, why did you just come back?"

(End of this chapter)