There were screams, gunfire, gunpowder smoke, and artillery fire.

This place has truly become a battlefield meat grinder. Those ordinary alien troops cannot stop the attack of the steel armor, and people continue to die.

This scene made Faramour's face a little ugly. Although he didn't care about the deaths of these people, after all, it was his side's fighting power, and now he was slaughtered like this, which made his face

Also a bit dull.

And at the other end of the star gate, there are more alien troops pouring in and joining the battlefield.

The entire mountain of the gods, hundreds of thousands of vast mountains, was completely covered by the flames of war at this time.

Ye Zichuan has more than a thousand steel armors, most of which are made of vibrating gold and are indestructible, but they cannot stop such a large number of alien troops.

It is estimated that there are at least [-] people, and the number is still increasing.

"it's time!"

With a thought in Ye Zichuan's mind, the door of space opened.

Accompanied by the terrifying roar of the dragon, three behemoths flew out from the space gate.

Each spread of wings is tens of meters long, covering the sky and the sun, circling and dancing in the sky, releasing an astonishing aura.

Many people looked up at the sky with frightened faces.

Three-headed dragon!

The ancient and powerful Allosaurus appeared here.

The expressions of Faramore and Della changed slightly.

Although the cultivation base of these three different dragons is not strong, they represent one thing!

The race of different dragons did not die out with the twilight of the gods, and still existed in this world.

"Roar!"

The high-pitched roar, accompanied by the coercion of the higher species, made the aliens on the ground look terrified, staring at the behemoth in midair in horror, their faces turning pale.

boom!

A fiery dragon flame spewed out, the ground was melted directly, turning into a puddle of magma, and dozens of alien soldiers directly evaporated and were vaporized.

The Frost Dragon set off a frost storm, freezing an area several kilometers away in an instant.

The most frightening thing is the dark giant dragon, which attacks silently and strangely. The bodies of many aliens are directly corrupted, leaving only puddles of black powder in place. It is unknown how they died.

The appearance of the three different dragons plunged the alien civilization into panic.

When their weapons hit the different dragon, they couldn't break through the hard dragon scales, leaving only a little white mark.

"kill!"

With a thought in Ye Zichuan's mind, the remaining forty or so superhumans in the space also appeared and rushed into the alien army.

And he, together with Bai Yishan and others, killed the five ancient gods!

Chapter 587 Three Thousand Worlds

The battle is on again.

Faramor and Daila erupted with powerful power, and the realm of gods spread out, turning it into two completely different worlds.

One world is full of flames, red and violent, while the other world is filled with endless sharp air, densely packed, making people's skin tingle.

Of the remaining four lower gods, the lowest cultivation bases are all at the eighth rank.

The combination of such forces can completely push the entire earth across.

Ye Zichuan couldn't figure out how these six people would hide in a small second-level civilization, it was too abnormal.

Faramo formed seals with both hands, and then, the endless seventh-gold aura condensed in the void, like countless sword qi, each of which was unparalleled sharp and indestructible, like a rain of swords

Like this, it fell down with a crackling sound.

Everyone's face changed, and they felt a great threat.

Ye Zichuan raised his hands, and layers of space appeared in front of him. In an instant, hundreds of space defenses were laid down, like barriers, blocking everyone.

But this kind of attack power is too sharp, and it is unstoppable to tear apart layers of barriers.

"broken!"

As soon as Ye Zichuan pointed out, the void in front of him collapsed, as if the sky had collapsed.

In front of him, there was pitch blackness, like an abyss lying in the void, and many golden auras were shattered.

Li Changye used the law of time, and the time flowed like quicksand at the fingertips, turning everything into dust.

Bai Yishan rushed over at this time, his fingers fluttered, forming countless imprints in an instant, one hand turned into an ancient monument, and he raised his hand to suppress it.

"How long?" he asked, turning his head.

Ye Zichuan's eyes were cold: "Now!"

boom!

Countless patterns and runes appeared between the heaven and the earth, like huge magic circles, covering the sky and the earth.

Afterwards, a wave of extremely tyrannical aura came here.

Four lower gods!

Ye Zichuan once again summoned four strong men, and they descended here.

"Block them!" Bai Yishan yelled, and everyone began to frantically surround and kill the six ancient gods.

Ye Zichuan sat cross-legged in the void and closed his eyes.

With him as the center, an obscure and mysterious wave spread out, slowly covering the entire mountain of gods.

Faramor stared at him closely, and at this moment, he felt a very uneasy feeling.

"Stop him!"

Although he didn't know what Ye Zichuan was going to do, his instinct told him that Ye Zichuan must not be allowed to succeed.

Around Ye Zichuan, blurry worlds appeared one after another, like projections, projected onto the earth from different time and space.

"Three thousand world!"

The void is changing, the universe is reversed, the laws of heaven and earth, and the chaos of yin and yang.

The surrounding scene has completely changed, the mountain of the gods seems to be divided, each mountain peak is located in a world, divided into pieces, scattered in different worlds.

The main thing is that those earthlings were separated and now they seem to be in another world.

The use of this law of space made Faramo look sideways.

This is what Ye Zichuan realized after fusing two leaves of the world tree, and divided the space here into three thousand small worlds, separated from each other and completely separated.

"Space Teleportation!"

Controlling the small world full of people on earth, Ye Zichuan had a thought, and sensed the space imprint left somewhere on the earth, and directly sent them away.

When all the people on earth disappeared, his worries disappeared.

The rest are those earthlings who entered the star gate!

Faramo's eyes had become extremely cold at this time, and he never expected that under his nose, Ye Zichuan slapped him, and he succeeded in saving all the people on Earth

.

However, this is not over yet.

Ye Zichuan sent away the small world containing the star gate, and sent it out of the universe, where he also left a space imprint.

Such ultra-long-distance transmission is obviously not so easy to achieve.

Ye Zichuan's face was pale, he had a splitting headache, and he was under tremendous pressure, almost being backlashed by the law.

After doing this, he was completely relieved.

The next thing to do is to kill the six ancient gods in front of you, and then enter the star gate to rescue other earthlings.

Once these six people are dead, the strong man of the second-level civilization will not pose any threat to them at all.

"Boy, you really gave us a surprise!" Faramo's eyes were like heavenly swords, piercing the void with terrifying sharpness.

"I'm going to cut your head open, so that when you close your eyes, you can still see me digging out your godhead with my own hands!"

His words were ghastly and frightening, and the piercing killing intent made one's scalp tingle.

Ye Zichuan showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth, but he looked a little cruel: "Old miscellaneous hair, let me give you relief first, from the age of the gods to now, you have lived long enough!"

Faramour's eyes became even more sinister.

In an instant, the battle here broke out again.

They were separated by Ye Zichuan in a small world, and it was difficult to break out in a short time.

The only way to be free is to kill the other party!

Summoning a full twelve lower gods, such power can almost sweep the third-level civilization.

But at this moment, facing the six ancient gods, they seemed to be evenly matched, and they hardly had the upper hand.

Being able to survive from ancient times, their strength is unquestionable. The lowest cultivation level is at the eighth level, and the other two are middle gods. Whether it is hardness, toughness or self-healing ability

The strength is unimaginably strong, and it can be called an immortal body.

Della, who practiced the law of fire, raised her hand and created a small sun with a diameter of several hundred meters. The scorching heat spread out, making people feel like they were about to melt.

boom!

The fireball exploded, and the soaring flames swept all directions, and the ground directly turned into a magma lake, with crimson liquid flowing.

The two summoned strong men disappeared immediately and were completely smashed.

But immediately after, Ye Zichuan summoned two more strong men to make up for this vacancy.

He just wanted to kill these two middle gods and make them feel what despair is.

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