The real general attack of the empire began. With An Xiaoyu taking action, he killed nearly half of the holy realm masters of the alien race. Now, in terms of absolute number of masters, the empire has even gained an advantage. Eighty-four and more than sixty? Even if the alien race still hides some holy realms and does not take action, how many can it hide in total?

With the defeat of high-end combat power, the alien race began to defeat the entire line of war. Originally, it was the end of the empire, but when all the troops of the empire began to rush out from the western frontier, countless alien soldiers began to be shocked. Where did the empire come from so many people? It is not an exaggeration to cover the entire border in the mountains and fields.

In the fourth territory of the empire, the garrisons of each province have mobilized the largest possible troops, all gathered in the western frontier. This time, we must make a final decision and end the entire battle of survival that lasted tens of thousands of years. All the grudges of aliens and humans will end in this war.

The masters of the holy realm were led by the masters of the alien race, and retreated step by step under absolute suppression, retreating from the border to the sky above the alien territory. They were still crushing the empire before, but now they also felt the feeling of being crushed. The masters of the empire have never been so proud, and they all chased the alien race and fought in a row.

The war between the masters continued to explode in the sky, and their battles were even faster than the sun's coverage. Soon they fought from the sunny western border to the central area where the sun had just emerged, and then the battle was distributed everywhere above the alien territory.

Various energy reactions and battle aftermaths like aurora always spread in the sky. Countless aliens looked up at the movements above, listened to the rumbling sounds like heavenly punishment in the sky, and truly felt the premonition of the world's destruction. Of course, the only one who destroyed was their own world.

An Xiaoyu did not participate in this battle. She quietly floated in the air, watching the imperial army rushing towards the alien territory and secretly protecting the soldiers of these empires. Among these soldiers, she saw many familiar figures, and many people she knew shined in this war.

The mecha team led by Wei Qingxuan has officially become a team of the 39th Army. Among them, there are seniors and seniors who An Xiaoyu knows, who have grown into excellent mecha soldiers in the empire. They drove mechas and formed formations on the battlefield to rush around, facing the most elite team of the alien race and the largest warriors.

The intern soldiers led by Leng Shang played a great role in supporting the battle in the Western Army's camp. The trio almost broke through, surpassing the team too much, and ignored Leng Shang's orders and Qiu Shao's scolding. They kept leaving the team, killing to the front line, and there was a trend far beyond the front line battlefield.

The disciples of the An family were also on the battlefield, and An Xiaoyu even saw An Ling.

After a long time, An Ling has grown taller than her, almost 1.75 meters tall, holding three ornate short knives in her hand. It can be seen that these three knives are all excellent knives produced by the audience. They cut off the hard spine of the alien race, and no scratches will be left behind.

The Four Life Alliance, the Cultivator Association, the major families, and the hidden sects all shined with the most brilliant brilliance on this battlefield. When facing such brilliance, the alien race seemed embarrassed and almost collapsed without fighting, and even had the courage to fight against humans.

The Imperial Army's advancement speed was almost at its peak. Every time it went, it would immediately capture temporary strongholds of foreign races. These strongholds that had not been built were immediately overthrown by Ren Enlei's team and completely destroyed, and then became a ruin.

There was no need to occupy it. The Imperial Army rushed out of the border like a locust, and in less than a day they fought back to the central territory and regained the front line that had been recaptured. At night, they stopped from the beginning to rest for a night.

However, rest is only relative, and the capture of key points is still underway.

In order to prevent the advancement of the Imperial Army and ensure the success of the transfer in the rear, the alien race left a large number of soldiers in places that had not been destroyed before the Empire and built solid fortresses in order to delay the empire and try to push back the end of the war.

The empire's focus was on these stationed sites and fortresses. They attacked overnight and attacked with a strong position in order to destroy the body of these fortresses. Facing the threat of destruction by the way of heaven on all species, the empire had no time to consider what kind of damage such full output would bring to the economy and people's livelihood within the empire.

To be honest, as long as the people of the empire can eat a bite of food, the empire will devote all the remaining power to this desperate battle. This is no longer a war with all races, but a war with the way of heaven and time, every second!

There were loud noises in the night sky, and I don’t know if it was the masters of the Holy Realm who were still fighting, or the sound of artillery fire in the distance was exploding. And everyone who stopped suddenly remembered, what was An Xiaoyu doing during the whole day? Why didn’t he see it?

What is An Xiaoyu doing?

Huang Wuyi, the elders of the Huang clan, and the elders of the Hong clan were all beside An Xiaoyu. The elders of the Hong clan almost made plans to die. In order to stop An Xiaoyu, prevent An Xiaoyu from destroying the secret realm of the Hong clan and pose a threat to their final plan of survival.

But after seeing An Xiaoyu, the elder knew that he had guessed wrong. An Xiaoyu seemed to have no interest in the secret realm of the Hong clan. The enemy she was waiting for was another existence. Even the elders of the Huang clan who were comparable to the earth immortal appeared, and the Hong clan realized that the Heavenly Dao had always been plotting.

The entire eight royal family, the Xuanhuang of Heaven and Earth, and the vast universe. Today, the Hong clan and Huang clan are present. The Yu clan exiled themselves, the Huang clan was destroyed by the way of heaven, and the Xuan clan was sealed in the entire energy world. So far, only the Tian clan, the Earth clan, and the Zi clan who controls time have not appeared.

Huang Wuyi said: "I have contacted the remaining races through the last contact information of the eight royal families. If they can receive information..."

At this time, An Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "It's impossible. The heaven, earth, and earth, there is no hope for them to appear. The last hope is us. The last hope is that this war will be completely over and the conspiracy of the heaven will be completely destroyed."

"Why?" The second elder of the Hong clan couldn't believe it: "Can the Heavenly Clan and the Earth Clan are willing to watch us being destroyed by the Heavenly Dao?"

An Xiaoyu said: "It has only been nine thousand years since the last time the Heavenly Dao woke up. I ask you, every time the Heavenly Dao sleeps is almost ten thousand years. Even if it wakes up, the total time will not exceed a hundred years. So why does Heavenly Dao wake up hundreds of years in advance?"

"Why... why?" The second elder of the Hong clan felt that his throat was a little dry when he asked this.

The elder suddenly understood and sighed and said, "That's because the way of heaven has been prepared for a long time. When facing the urging of the ancestors of the Humanitarian Church, he had prepared all this and planned to destroy us and recreate life. So, it sacrificed the heaven and earth clans, and used the purest power of heaven and earth to feed itself, and forcibly advanced its awakening time by hundreds of years before it had the current scene."

"As for the Clan..." Huang Wuyi said: "The Clan controls time and can see countless possibilities in the future. Do you think the Heavenly Dao will allow such races to stay in the world to remind us? Of course, the Clan is the first destruction race to the Heavenly Dao, and it may even have stopped existed tens of thousands of years ago."

Upon hearing this, Duns, the master of the Hong clan and Huang clan, felt a little sad. The eight royal families that appeared together made much contribution to the heaven and earth after the beginning of the world, possessed strong power, long life, and supreme authority. But what about now? There are only two of these eight royal families who still exist.

The elder suddenly sighed: "The eight royal families have always been the main concern of the Heavenly Dao. Since we lost it, we have already begun to be destructive by the Heavenly Dao. It is only a matter of time before we can survive until now, perhaps because we have participated in the battle for luck. We don't know whether it should be lucky or unfortunate."

An Xiaoyu said, "Born under such a way of heaven, all living beings are unfortunate, so they have to transcend this way of heaven. I don't know when the monster created by the way of heaven will appear. I need your strength. I am afraid that I will not be able to fight against this monster alone."

The elders of the Hong clan were a little sad. Their elders were killed so many by An Xiaoyu, but in the end they had to obey An Xiaoyu's arrangements. Such a thing was too frustrating! But what else could they do? The war with the empire was a battle of luck, but what they were talking about now is the hope of survival of the creatures in the entire world. On this issue, An Xiaoyu has no opposition to them.

In the end, the Great Elder said: "It's okay. Now the retreat has been done to the best. Our responsibility is to deal with the good way of heaven, otherwise no matter how good the plan is, it will be torn apart. But I ask the empire not to attack the Hong clan secret realm after the war is over."

"Of course." An Xiaoyu said decisively, without any hesitation.

The Huang clan and the Hong clan both looked at An Xiaoyu. They knew that what An Xiaoyu said can now represent the empire. As the strongest man of the empire, the strongest man in this world, the hope of all living beings, and what An Xiaoyu said was the same as the Lingzun who appeared at the end of the First Ten Thousand Races War.

Thinking of this, they couldn't help but think that the Tianling Clan was really successful. These two people really did it for two years. The eight royal families still failed to fight the Tianling Clan in the end, and even had to deal with the destruction of the Heavenly Dao under the leadership of An Xiaoyu.

But what they didn't notice was that when An Xiaoyu looked at the Hong clan secret realm, there was a slightly undetectable smile on the corner of her mouth.

Guan Jue sat in the room, quietly looking at the terminal light screen in his hand. This terminal is no longer a simple communicator made of simple materials, but a regular imperial military terminal. He finally got in touch with the empire again, although he used a fake identity.

But now there is no need to continue hiding it, his plan is coming to an end.

The shadow elves pushed open the door and walked in. When they opened it, the noise outside came in. All races were running around, intending to enter the Hong clan secret realm. Guan Jue knew more about this matter than them, so he didn't look up at all when he heard it, but just smiled slightly.

Walking to Guan Jue's side, the shadow elves couldn't help but ask: "What are you talking about? The Hong clan is really planning to give up most of the races?"

Guan Jue put down the terminal and said, "Although I am not a practitioner, I know a lot of secrets and have high reasoning ability. In fact, you can understand this matter if you say it carefully. If the Hong tribe really plans to transfer all races to the secret realm, how large-scale migration is needed? But with this scale now, it is definitely not enough. According to incomplete statistics from the empire, if the ancient ten thousand races are divided into that class, the total population of the top races will be nearly 200 million. Although the higher races have many races, they are not as large as the top races, so the total scale is only 2500 million. The lower races are the big ones among the ten thousand races, and the total population of all the populations is 2 billion."

"So what?" The Shadow Elf sat down and took out a small notebook. Although it was not smart, it was not as good as a bad pen. It must be recorded on the news about the life and death of the race.

"I'll give you a brief example." Guan Jue thought for a while and said, "You know that the empire just ended the population migration of border cities. The total population of the ancient 10,000 races was around 2.5 billion, almost equivalent to one-quarter of the total population of the empire. This is caused by the gap in productivity. The population migration on the empire's border is basically the same as today. They gather the population from relatively small gathering places and then transfer it to big cities to send it away. You also know that the transportation of the empire is also known.

The ability is far more than you. I have personally participated in this action. The means of transportation including trains, aircraft, and hover vehicles were almost over-mobilized. In this way, it took nearly 200 million people on the entire border to transport them all. What does this mean? This means that the same time, same method, and the way of transferring aliens can absolutely not reach the number of transfers of the empire. If it were you, how long would it take for the Imperial Army to fight to the West Coast?"

The Shadow Race briefly speculated that it was so familiar to this aspect: "About four days?"

"Yes, with the mobility of the Imperial Army and the current battlefield situation, the Imperial Army can reach Jiamai City in four days. Do you think the Hong clan can transfer nearly 2 billion in this way with those broken cars and ships, as well as the spontaneous actions of the ancient races, and reach more than ten times the efficiency of the empire? It's simply fantastic!"

After listening to Guan Jue's analysis, the Shadow Elf was shocked. The aliens had never had any so-called concept of calculation or quantitative analysis. Now after such analysis, they immediately realized that something was wrong. Its face was ugly, and the Shadow Elf was obviously not on the first transfer list.

Seeing its expression, Guan Jue knew that it had believed it, so he said in depth: "I have already seen the first transfer list. The population on this list is only about 100 million. According to the number of transfer ports opened by the Hong clan and the traffic these days, I calculated it and just ended up sending away the first batch of lists. And according to the records of the empire, when the ancestors of the Hong clan opened the secret realm, the area they opened should not be large, and the natural environment inside was not complete. Do you think they could really support so many thousands of races? This is too natural. This is the big cake painted by the Hong clan, in order to stabilize these messy races, for fear that they would cause chaos and block their final plan of survival."

The Shadow Elf's face changed and then finally asked, "So what should we do now?"

Guan Jue nodded and said, "If you want to stop the Hong clan's retreat plan, you must start from the root of this matter. I am a person without cultivation, and the elves are not good at fighting, so everything must be left to the general public. Usually, bloodline suppression, status and resources limit the resistance of lower races, but these resistances have been suppressed for many years. You guess what will happen if they know that the Hong clan intends to give up them?"

"But there are top races and higher races..."

"Don't forget that the number of people transferred by the Hong tribe is only 100 million. As I said just now, how many top races and higher races are total? More than 400 million! You have also read the list, so you know what to do, right?"

The Shadow Race was silent for a moment and said, "I know, this news will spread as fast as possible. In less than a day, all races will know the truth about this matter. I just want to know whether the promise you promised to give the Shadow Elves race a private land will be fulfilled."

Guan Jue reached out and clicked the map on the terminal light screen. A small circle had already been pointed out on it: "The coniferous forest area near the extreme north border is very suitable for you shadow elves to live in. The light time has been very short for many years, and the mountains are deep and dense forests. No one is willing to go there, and it will not be affected by the extreme north. Are you satisfied?"

The Shadow Race nodded and turned around and walked out of the room. Guan Jue asked for a slight slight moment and knew that this matter was half completed. For enemies like alien races, Guan Jue would certainly not be as kind as the empire. Since releasing the blood of the way of heaven, Guan Jue never thought about letting these races survive.

If you want to do it, do it perfectly. This is Guan Jue's creed. With such a news base, the rest is to continue pushing it to complete the next half. Guan Jue was holding a black pill in his hand, and the pill was shining with some glimmer of light under the light, which looked very beautiful.

At this time, the door rang again, and the patriarch of the Aiken clan pushed the door and walked in.
Chapter completed!