Why is this main god space a sewing monster!

Chapter 1414 Humanity is here!
"puff--!"

Li Xiaoyi's body was knocked back heavily, and a mouthful of blood fell heavily to the ground. As long as this was a small plane, the blood he spat out alone could cause big problems for the civilization of the small plane.

In front of him were three high saints, more than a dozen beginner saints and an army of all races numbering nearly one million!

And the only member of the Zhongzhou team on this battlefield is him, plus a super victory team from TPC.

Although he is a Titan Saint who achieved enlightenment through the universe, he is able to fight against high saints, and can fight against high saints better than ordinary high saints, and all his attacks can penetrate deep into the holy path, and a one-on-one fight with a beginner saint is a complete slaughter. But the premise is that he fights one-on-one with a primary saint, not one against three with a bunch of pendants.

"Self-destruction?"

No!

Self-destruction cannot solve the problem. He feels good when he self-destructs, but at most he can kill all the ordinary races and take away those beginner saints. As for whether any of the three advanced saints can survive, it is hard to say.

But as long as there is even one Gao Sheng who is still alive, this place cannot be defended!
The gap between saints and mortals cannot be described by a chasm. No matter how many peak spiritual masters are added together, they cannot withstand a casual attack from a novice saint.

We must continue to fight!

In the sky, Li Xiaoyi fought against three high-level saints and more than ten junior saints on his own.

On the ground, huge numbers of all races kept charging towards the walls of the human city.

The good news is that it is impossible for all these races to be spirit positions, but the bad news is that there are indeed quite a few spirit positions.

On the ten thousand meter high city wall, Lu Ze, wearing special armor, roared: "Fire!!!"

The magic cannon was extremely powerful. With one shot, at least hundreds of thousands of people in the myriad races were turned into ashes. However, there were still a large number of spirits that avoided the fire of the magic cannon and rushed to the top of the city wall.

After Li Xiaoyi swept his mind across the battlefield, he immediately made a judgment.

This Xuanwu battlefield cannot be defended by him alone, or by TPC's Super Victory Team alone!

"Ahem, ahem, old man, you are not reliable. How come I can't get in touch with you at the critical moment?"

——At this time, Li Xiaoyi didn’t know that Teacher Luo in hell was looking for him like crazy and even went to ask those innate demon gods for help.

"Rong, I can't find a descendant of mine!"

Rong: "No, what does it have to do with me! If you want to find someone, go use the Wheel of Samsara! Let me make it clear first, I absolutely will not go with you to the Primordial Heavenly Palace to rob the execution ground. If you want to go, you can take Minghe with you!"

Minghe, who was holding the innate spiritual treasure and was autistic: "."

Putting aside the chaos in hell at this time, the gap between the two sides on the Xuanwu battlefield was really too big.

There are advantages in quantity, and there are also advantages in quality!
But the advantages belong to all races!

Moreover, this situation is the norm in the entire human city battlefield. On the contrary, people like Zheng Zha who chase after eighteen innates alone are the minority.

A huge explosion erupted on Li Xiaoyi's body. The Titan battle body, which was once as huge as a galaxy, was now only one in a hundred left. He was shot down from the sky by a group of high saints from all races and fell into dust.

In the ruins, a huge hand supported the broken body, and the remaining soul burned with a dazzling flame. The power unique to the Titans turned into a character that resounded throughout the world.

"war!"

After being shot down for the hundredth time by three high saints and less than ten beginner saints, Li Xiaoyi dragged his broken body to launch the hundred and first attack. He had used all the means he could, from the power of the universe to the light of the soul, from the Titan battle body to the blasting of limbs, but the strength of the two sides was fundamentally different, and Li Xiaoyi alone could not win.

'This Titan is really crazy, his soul is actually burning!'

"Aren't all Titans like this? They fight against heaven and earth. Under the leadership of the Titan Ancestor, there is no one in the entire multiverse who dares not provoke them."

"It's different. The ancestor of Titan is the lord of war and conspiracy, and this Titan is a complete fool."

"Damn it! A Titan, who is clearly from our Ten Thousand Races camp, actually went to help humans!"

'The Titans are all like this. During the Great War, the Titans' ancestors could have sat back and taken advantage of the situation, but they first fought the Logic Clan until they were nearly exterminated, then they overpowered the Styx and suppressed the Styx's ancestors into hell, and then they sealed the Four Innate Symbols with their own strength. In the end, they fell into a deep sleep, allowing those two kids from Dongtian to take advantage of them. Tsk tsk tsk, he is still the Master of Conspiracy? Ridiculous.'

Li Xiaoyi's Titan battle body, which was as big as a galaxy, has only less than one percent of its volume left. The Titans' way of becoming a saint is somewhat different from that of other races. The original Titans are all from the outer plane that was enlightened by Luo with the origin of war, so the Titans' becoming a saint is essentially equivalent to the promotion of an entire plane.

Therefore, the strength of the original plane is closely linked to the strength of the original Titan.

Li Xiaoyi does not have a small dimension in his body, but when Li Xiaoyi became a saint, he did so based on a big universe.

Although that big universe is not in Li Xiaoyi's body, Li Xiaoyi's size is inherently higher than that of saints of the same level. Even if he just relies on his size to fight, he can be considered invincible at the same level.

This is also an important reason why Li Xiaoyi was able to hold on for so long. However, no matter how big the size is, unless it can form a qualitative change and form a gap of fault level, otherwise the only end is that he will be exhausted to death by three high saints and a group of primary saints, even if Li Xiaoyi killed several primary saints during this period.

"madman."

Several junior saints of the Ten Thousand Races were already afraid to step forward. The senior saints might only be severely injured by the counterattack of this crazy Titan, but if they were replaced, they would definitely be dead! The senior saints could still use the power of authority to hedge against the attack of the Titan, but they did not have authority, and the Titan's punch would only cause real injuries!

Anyway, there is no risk of death for high-level saints, so why don’t they go up and let us die.

The three high-ranking saints didn't want to charge. Although they didn't die, they were covered in wounds. These wounds would take tens of millions of years to heal. This was the worst part about fighting the Titans. They had the origin of war. Every punch and kick could penetrate the holy path. They would cause real damage! If you wanted to resist, you either had to rely on the thickness of your health bar or have an equally noble real damage shield.

They are high-level saints, so let the junior saints do the charging into battle.

Therefore, the senior saints and the junior saints reached a consensus: whoever loves to go, I won't go! Anyway, this Titan and the humans below can't hold out for long, and they can win by dragging it out for a few hours. If you want to break through the Xuanwu battlefield, or if the Ten Thousand Races want to break through the defense line of the human city, you must kill all the humans on the battlefield and rush into the Great Wall defense line.

Li Xiaoyi is already at the end of his strength, and there are not many humans left on the Great Wall. What will happen if he delays for a while?

Damn, forced participation in the war, there is no other benefit except becoming a regular employee, and you have to queue up for the regularization spot. Damn, less than 800 yuan a month, what the hell is this!
Li Xiaoyi's body has completely dissipated, and all of it has turned into the source of fighting power. What is fighting now is Li Xiaoyi's soul, which is also the last strength of this body.

Li Xiaoyi is different from ordinary saints. His holy way is placed in the main god space, and the saint's soul has long been integrated into the holy way. Li Xiaoyi is now burning his own holy way!
At this time, Li Xiaoyi's Titan combat body seemed a little illusory, like a soul body.

"Even if you knock me down a hundred times, I will stand up the hundred and first time!"

Li Xiaoyi straightened his spine. At this moment, he only had his soul left. The Titan battle body, which was as big as a galaxy, had been exhausted in more than ten hours of fierce fighting. Li Xiaoyi's soul was covered with a layer of light, which was the light of his soul.
Thousand Faces, the Light of the Soul Thousand Faces.

As the Thousand Faces of Light bloomed, the song echoed across the battlefield.

After Li Xiaoyi had the strength of a beginner saint, he actually no longer used Qianmian as his main means of combat. This was the norm. Not everyone had the spiritual light of [Wuji], which looked ordinary at first glance but was actually extremely powerful. In the realm of saints, the spiritual light was actually of no great use. Everyone was fighting against each other, competing against each other in terms of holy ways, authority, origin, and Daluo Jinxing's blood lock. The spiritual light was more of a preparation for the subsequent return to the origin.
"Come to think of it, how many times have I changed? Oh, the thousandth time."

The three high saints were also communicating in the private channel: "It seems that the strength of this battlefield is also average."

"Didn't he say that the strength of both sides should not be too different? You mean not too different? Although this First Saint's fighting skills are definitely the strongest in the First Saint field, he can only fight with one of us without losing. How can he fight with the three of us plus more than ten First Saints?"

"He is indeed not weak. He was able to kill several beginner saints in this situation. But this is also a failure."

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"What other cards does he have?"

"In my opinion, it may be within the city wall."

"A wall? How is that possible? They are just a group of mortals who rely on their special armor. If it weren't for the armor on their bodies, they would just be a group of mortals. Even if they have armor, as holy gods, you and I can kill them with just one palm."

Looking at the walls of the human city, Li Xiaoyi was knocked down, and the battle situation in TPC was undoubtedly even more tragic.

The magic cannon has been silenced. This terrifying cannon almost wiped out all the races below the fourth level in the previous battle.

But there were still a large number of demigods whose spirits rushed onto the walls of the human city and engaged in horrific hand-to-hand combat and tug-of-war with the elite warriors of TPC.

The singing echoed on the battlefield, and the war songs overlapped with the roars of the TPC volunteer soldiers who were fighting hard, turning into a hymn!
The demigods and spirits of all races were indeed very weak, but that was only compared to the demigods and spirits in human history. The warriors of the TPC Action Team wore special armor provided by a certain evil four-eyed man, and only by forming a battle formation could they barely resist the swarming army of spirits.

And as time went on, the battle line was pushed into the human city little by little.

bump!
Lu Ze used the super electromagnetic rotary machine gun in his hand as a weapon and smashed it heavily at a demigod of the Ten Thousand Races. The super electromagnetic rotary machine gun naturally could not be used as a close combat weapon. Although the barrel was three meters long, it was not heavy. Using it as a close combat weapon was even worse than using bare hands. But it had no bullets left, and it was not infinitely ammunition.

The power armor on Lu Ze has two energy sources, one is the micro-polymer reactor, and the other is the.
"Captain, I don't have the energy—"

A TPC team member who barely touched the threshold of the spirit position was the first to experience energy deficiency. The power of the micro-polymerization reactor was not enough for them to fight the spirit position with the legendary mecha. They had to combine it with a second energy source, but the second energy source was not enough.

The energy-deficient TPC player looked at the giant dragon rushing towards him, coldly looking at the dragon's bloody mouth, and the dragon's breath gathering in its mouth. He kicked his legs and injected the energy source he had just recovered into the accelerator, and rushed directly into the dragon's breath.

Boom! ! !

The battle casualties began the moment the Myriad Races rushed onto the city wall. Lu Ze was the strongest member of the team, and even one of the strongest members in TPC. But no matter how strong Lu Ze was, with his special armor, he could only fight five spirit positions. Facing the overwhelming Myriad Races, he was still beaten back.

"Fuck you, you bastard, I'm going to fight you!"

Team members kept dying, and Lu Ze remained calm intellectually, but his eyes had already turned red. If he hadn't been worried about affecting his combat vision and deliberately controlled it, Lu Ze's eyes would have been filled with blood and tears.

"Brother Ze, my armor is running out of energy!"

A layer of energy shield was formed. After Dehua barely blocked the attack of a centaur spirit, he shouted in the public channel: "Brother Ze, let's be brothers in the next life. Tell my nephews and nieces that their uncle Dehua is a great hero! Bastard, your grandfather Dehua is here! Backup hidden energy, activate!"

The super-heavy armor, which was obviously one size larger than the others, activated the last hidden energy source. Lu Ze knew what this meant. This meant that the second type of energy would become the dominant energy source in the battle. This meant that the armor of Dehua would burst out with fifteen times the power of the original armor in a short period of time, whether in strength, speed, or defense.
But this also means that Dehua's life has come to an end.

Lu Ze fought until he was the only one left on the city wall.

Amidst the sea of ​​blood and corpses, Lu Ze looked at the few remaining people of the Ten Thousand Races and slowly raised his body.

"TPC - Captain of the Super Victory Team - Lu Ze is here!"

"Today, you will never cross the Great Wall!"

Lu Ze held a long sword in his hand, with the blade pointing directly at all races!
The light of the souls of the sacrificed martyrs gathered beside Lu Ze. Although Lu Ze was the only one left, in a trance, all the races heard one war roar after another.

"TPC Super Victory Team Vice Captain Dehua is here!"

"Feiyu, a member of the TPC Super Victory Team, is here!"

"TPC Super Victory Team members are here!"

The battle cry sounded like a landslide, a tsunami, a group of stars, and the scorching sun!

Only Li Xiaoyi of the Holy Dao Aggregate was left. He laughed loudly and shouted, "Members of the Zhongzhou team, Li Xiaoyi is here!"

"The human city is here!"

"Human, here!"

(End of this chapter)