The Empress

Chapter 422
Therefore, when the Zhou-level mecha warrior appeared, the other eight people became tense, and the eighth army's armed forces were immediately mobilized.

The Zhou-level mecha warrior didn't seem to have seen this scene, he just waved his hand lightly, put the sky-desolate warrior who was "frozen" by the beam of light into the mecha, and then said lightly, "The original sect is the one who once again Host, can you have a short chat with me?"

Yunsu suddenly raised his head and looked at the Zhou-level mecha warrior in the sky.

Primitive sect?Isn't this the mech school?Why do primitive sects exist in the eighth century?
"The original sect, Lu Yong, may I ask you, sir?" In the void, another figure suddenly appeared.This man was tall, but he was only wearing a thin green shirt, floating in the void like this, and the representatives of the eight people below immediately bowed to him, even the huge space in the first era All the beasts twisted their bodies slightly to pay tribute.

"Zhao Ling is in the lower hall." In the translucent mech, Zhao Ling sized up the opposite Lu Yong. He was really not sure about his combat power. It is difficult to guess the combat power of people from the original sect.

Sensing the faint hostility from the eighth party in the air, Zhao Ling smiled and continued, "I came this time not to seal this nine-time retrospective flow, but to pass through everyone, to the eighth time. **Send a message to the original sect."

Having said this, his expression became serious.

"The founder of the temple calculated that the black tide of despair will erupt within a hundred years."

"What, only a hundred years!"

"Impossible. In our era, it took more than 600 billion years to erupt. Why is it so fast this time!"

The whole scene was full of uproar.

Yunsu's expression also became serious. Unexpectedly, the dark tide of despair came so quickly.

This is the black tide of annihilation that destroys all life in the entire universe and makes all creatures desperate.

"This is an abnormal situation detected by the ancestor. Whether it is true or not, you can judge for yourself." The Zhou-level mecha warrior raised his hand lightly, and a transparent light ball appeared in his hand, floating towards the person in charge of the original sect.

Lu Yong stretched out his hand to catch it, and his gaze was extremely dignified. This ball of light is solidified space-time, which is only qualified and capable of being made by space-level fighters. It seals a small starry sky and several star systems in a wave. Before the Kuroshio, it was half eroded, and countless creatures howled miserably, but this howling was blocked by this light group, and it was frozen at this moment forever.

"What does the holy hall mean?" Lu Yong raised his head and looked at the space-level mecha warrior on the opposite side.

"Although you and I have always been mortal enemies, after all, we all originated from the ancestor of the machine martial arts. The meaning of the temple is that the two sides join forces." The Zhou-level machine warrior said calmly.

"Okay, then, high-five for oath!" After Lu Yong finished speaking, he slapped forward slowly.

The Zhou-level fighter frowned, and slowly slapped Lu Yong's palm.

With a bang, two palms, one big and one small, slapped together, and ripples rippled in the palms, but they were firmly controlled by both sides.

Behind the Zhou-level Jijia, countless streams of time flowed slowly like clear springs, continuously delivering the power of time to his palm.

But behind Lu Yong of the original sect, there was a majestic huge light man, his eyes were slightly closed, and he just raised his huge right hand to meet the violent palm of that time and space.

The bodies of both sides shook suddenly, and then slowly retracted their hands at the same time.

"The original sect is able to unify the eight countries, which is really extraordinary." The Zhou-level mecha warrior said coldly, the palm just now was not only an oath, but also a provocation, and it was also a calculation, a calculation of the strength comparison between the two sides, the so-called cooperation is just you If my strength is equal, I will cooperate. If I am strong and you are weak, I don't mind swallowing it in one gulp at the right time.

"The palm of time and space, controlling time and space, is really extraordinary." Lu Yongye said lightly, then turned around and pointed at Yunsu, "From now on, I will leave the communication between you and me to this girl."

A thick brass ring floated in front of Yunsu. It had been used for an unknown number of years, and the pattern on the surface of the ring was almost worn out.

"This ring is the token of communication between you and me. Within the range of eight days, it is equivalent to being close to the highest level of our side."

Yunsu narrowed his eyes slightly, and accepted the ring.

The patterns on the surface of the ring are exactly the mysterious runes in the Yu-level Martial Slips. Yunsu is so familiar with this kind of runes that he can recognize them even with a slight glance.

"Good vision." The Zhou-level fighter warrior smiled.

Lu Yong just said indifferently, "My original sect naturally likes the people the Holy Church likes."

Up to this point, the time flow and the giant light man behind both sides still existed, and no one had any intention of stopping.

With a cold snort, the Zhou-level fighter said lightly, "As our sincerity to cooperate, I will send this space empire star field to you as a staging and logistics base. In the future, as the front advances, we will gradually open it up." More star fields and nine times of space-time tracing."

After finishing speaking, this universe-level mecha warrior disappeared into the time flow behind him, and disappeared quietly.

Lu Yong stared at the place where the Zhou-level fighters disappeared, and remained silent for a long time.

"Master Lu, these people from the Seventh Era are not trustworthy!" Among the representatives of the Eighth Era, the red-faced representative from the Second Era said loudly.

In the second era, what one cultivates is a strong will, the most upright, and the strongest killing spirit.

"That's right, it's just a mass of frozen space-time. What can it prove?"

"Maybe it's just a remnant of the last Kuroshio eruption. The Seventh Era must be scaremongering!"

"I think it's a delay. We have opened up nine times of time travel this time, and the Seventh Era was caught off guard, so we made such a bad move."

Lu Yong looked solemnly, looked at the crowd, and said, "There is no need to doubt, that mass of frozen time and space was intercepted from the eruption of the Kuroshio a hundred years later."

"Cosmic-level and universe-level fighters can travel through time and space, and they are not afraid of the Kuroshio, so they can intercept such frozen time and space."

"Pass my order, in the name of the original ancestor, to mobilize all the forces of the Eighth Era to assist the Seventh Era and attack the Abyss of Despair!"

Eight people immediately put away their doubts and quarrels, and responded in unison, and then began to issue orders, gather supplies, and dispatch troops.

Yunsu watched coldly, never expecting that the primitive sect, which was almost extinct in the seventh era, would have such a profound influence in the other eight eras.

I'm afraid that this is closely related to the attack that the Holy Church has spared no effort for so many years.

As for the relationship between the ancestor of Jiwu and the holy church, and the relationship with the original sect, although Yunsu was concerned, such secrets might not be known by chance.

　1. It has been written. 2. From now on, the daily update will be [-] until the new book is approved.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)