National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster

There was no emotion at all in Lin Moyu's voice.

But his words were extremely domineering and did not save the Bronze Lizard Clan any face.

It seemed that he was not surrounded, but that he surrounded the Bronze Lizards.

From the Bronze Lizard Army, gods flew out one by one and shouted angrily at Lin Moyu, "Human gods, get out!

People of the Bronze Lizard Tribe generally have bad tempers and very angry tempers, and they will fight and kill at every turn.

They look like lizards, with long and flat mouths and a row of sharp fangs, making them look a bit ferocious.

The body is covered with bronze scales, exuding yellow light, like gold.

The Bronze Lizards like to use sticks as their favorite weapons, even their god is no exception. He shakes the huge stick in his hand as a threat when speaking.

The one who came out to shout was a high-level god from the Bronze Lizard Tribe. His words were not polite and he did not take Lin Moyu seriously at all.

He could feel that the human god in the battleship was only a second-level god.

He is a high-level god, and there is no need to be polite to a second-level god.

But Lin Moyu was even more rude than him, "I'll give you three seconds to choose, either get out of here or die!"

This sentence not only made the gods of the Bronze Lizard Clan laugh angrily, but even the soldiers laughed out loud.

They bared their teeth and grinned, their expressions even more ferocious.

"Are you humans so arrogant?" The God of the Bronze Lizard Clan roared.

Along with his roar, several more gods flew out, with realms ranging from the third level to the sixth level.

Twelve gods, with an army of 100,000, surrounded Lin Moyu's battleship.

Three seconds passed in the blink of an eye, and Lin Moyu's voice sounded again, "You are uglier when you laugh than when you cry!"

The Bronze Lizard Tribe is really not in line with the aesthetics of the human race. No matter what their expressions are, in the eyes of the human race, they are just like Tianchen.

There are immortal flames beating in the starry sky. In an instant, the void changes, as if another world has arrived.

The Bone Hell appeared silently, covering tens of millions of kilometers of starry sky, enveloping all the Bronze Lizards.

Lin Moyu's calm voice came out, and the three seconds were up. "

His words heralded the coming of death, and countless evil spirits from hell rushed out from the Bone Hell, turning into gods of death and pounced on the Bronze Lizard Clan army.

The flames of hell are boiling, like a volcano erupting, like a meteor shower falling.

The river of hell fire flows in the hell of bones, the raging flames are burning, and under the flames is the river of blood where the blood gathers.

"what!"

"asshole!"

"ah!"

The copper lizard tribe's army reacted slowly and collided with the evil spirits of hell.

The Bronze Lizard Clan army collapsed instantly and was torn to pieces by the vicious spirits of hell.

For a time, screams resounded through the starry sky, and the evil spirits of hell were like wolves and tigers gnawing at the Tongxi clan.

The bronze armor that the Bronze Lizards are proud of is no better than tofu in front of the evil spirits of hell.

The difference in strength is too great. The soldiers of the Bronze Lizard Tribe are all just God-Kings. Even if they are combined together, they can only barely fight against the God-King.

As for the evil spirits in hell, each one is comparable to the seventh-level god!

Even the several gods in the Bronze Lizard Clan are powerless when facing the vicious spirits of hell.

They were surrounded by a large number of evil spirits from hell and were in a precarious situation.

The only one who was better was the high-level god.

For this reason, Lin Moyu asked more evil spirits from hell to greet him.

It is impossible to survive. How long he can last depends on his ability.

In Lin Moyu's opinion, a hundred thousand bronze lizard tribe troops, plus a dozen gods, are enough to give the Bone Hell a crack in the teeth.

The battleship sets sail again. The outcome of this battle has been determined. There will be no second outcome.

Lin Moyu thought in his mind, "Is the movement too small? Can the saints find anything unusual here?"

Fu Shengzun used a special method to cooperate with the Human Emperor Network to monitor all movements inside and outside the human race.

This method should be left over from ancient times. Many things that happen in the big world cannot be hidden from Shengzun Fu.

The Bronze Lizard Clan is not far away from the human race. Lin Moyu feels that it may not take long for Fu Shengzun to get information about him.

The battleship continued to move away, and in the blink of an eye, the battlefield was far behind.

Lin Moyu was sitting in the battleship, drinking tea leisurely.

The soul continues to learn to draw the World-Burning Talisman, gradually approaching perfection.

Qing Fei asked, "Next time the Bronze Lizard Clan comes, there may be a stronger force zone.

Lin Moyu said, "It doesn't matter, I'm just a warning this time. I hope they can retreat and let us leave.

"If they keep stopping me, then I don't mind wandering around in their star territory for a while."

What Lin Moyu said about playing is not a good thing. He said it in an understatement, but when it fell into the ears of the two of them, they could feel some murderous intent.

The human race in the big world has been educated since childhood, and they all remember the hatred of the past.

Killing aliens has been engraved in the bones and blood of the human race. Even a gentle-tempered woman like Shui Zhilan has no objection to Lin Moyu's actions.

In the eyes of most people, these aliens deserve to die.

They once killed countless human beings and even ate countless human beings.

This is a blood feud that will never be forgotten for generations to come, no matter how much revenge the human race takes.

An hour later, the Bone Land disappeared from the starry sky.

There was nothing left in the empty starry sky.

There was no blood, no bones, and no trace of remains.

The Bone Hell killed them and cleaned up the battlefield.

The evil spirit of hell became stronger again, and the river of hell fire also became more powerful, flowing endlessly in the hell of bones.

Because Qing Fei and others are here, Lin Moyu really doesn't plan to stay here for a long time.

He just hopes to return to the human race as soon as possible and bring them back to Diu.

But if the Bronze Lizard Clan keeps stopping him, Lin Moyu doesn't mind leaving some good memories for the Bronze Lizard Clan.

Lin Moyu looked through the information about the Bronze Lizards in his memory and judged their behavior patterns.

You can probably guess that these guys won't let you go easily.

The intelligence of the Bronze Lizards is not very high, and their tempers are quite bad.

Their ability to survive in the big world mainly relies on their own talents.

The Bronze Lizards are born with strong combat power, and as long as they reach adulthood, they can reach the super-god realm.

Most of the Bronze Lizards can cultivate to the God King Realm. If they cannot even reach the God King Realm, they are truly at the bottom of the Bronze Lizard Clan.

The world is fair. The stronger the talent, the greater the restrictions.

There are many God-Kings in the Bronze Lizard Clan, but not too many Gods, and even fewer in the other side. As for the Saints, there are none at the moment.

In fact, many races that rely on talent to survive have similar problems.

They often start high but have a low upper limit.

As for the human race, it often takes more than a hundred years for the human race to reach the super-god realm after they start cultivating from birth.

It can be said that there is no talent at all.

However, the upper limit of the human race is very high, and the number of saints is the largest among all races.

One hundred thousand years ago, a race captured many humans and conducted research on their bloodline.

But they didn't gain much.

In Lin Moyu's view, the Bronze Lizards can only be regarded as a warrior race. If placed in ancient times, they would not even be considered cannon fodder.

For such a race, the ancient sages of the human race were willing to give them an area to allow them to survive in peace, which was considered the greatest tolerance.

If they were from another race, they would probably be killed directly.

It's a pity that they didn't cherish it and eventually betrayed it.

One day later, the battleship stopped again.

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