Xue Tong turned around and saw a fleet full of golden light that was speaking. Their battleships were covered with prism-shaped energy crystals, highlighting gorgeous and smooth lines. Literature bar wxba is the warship of the Gilnas tribe. The poor guys who had snatched the offerings from him were protesting to the messenger of the Second World.

His eyes became slightly cold, and his blood pupil turned his head and let out a sneer disdainfully.

Brut next to him asked, "Your?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Xue Tongri said without looking back.

Brut sneered. His tone was a little rude. "Why don't you kill them all?"

"……………” Xuepeng did not answer. In fact, he had already killed the enemy that time. However, the form of the Gilnas tribe was really strange. In addition to the basic material form, it also contained psychic forms. This form of Bloodpeng and Not good at it, only Miya is good at it. At that time, the battlefield was complicated, and it was nothing to see a few fish that missed the net.

But Xue Tong didn't expect the Gilnas tribe to be so persistent. Even if they lose the sacrifice, they have to raise another set of spares, just to catch up with the sacrifice. From this we can also see how urgent the Gilnas tribe lives. In order to deal with the threat from humanity, it is at all costs.

It’s a pity that they might have guessed the beginning, but not the end.

In the eyes of countless people, the aperture of the Second World messenger vibrated, as if he was also surprised by this sudden incident. Then they chatted for a while and were about to speak.

But at this moment, another feeling of thought broke the silence of the void.

It was a feeling of thought that seemed to be rubbing with pig iron, and shouted in a stern tone.

"That set, that set of cards!! That's the token of our patriarch!! You butcher, why did the news about the patriarch disappear recently? It turned out that you were murdered! Damn. You actually even had the sign on it. It's not erasing, this is a naked insult to us Meni... You will pay the price, I swear, you will pay the price!!"

This time, he was calling out a fleet of stubborn stones. When Xue Tong saw Brut's face darkened, he couldn't help but smiled slightly.

He nodded to Brute.

"Actually, my hands and feet are pretty clean."

"……………” Brut's face turned black as if the bottom of the pot, and it took a long time to burst out from his teeth. "Get out!"

Xue Tong smiled slightly, but he didn't care about Brut's words at all.

At this time, the Second World Messenger above also made a decision. They walked out of a person and opened the endless light. They said to the outside...

"Quiet. This is a sacrifice! Although there was a little dispute before, we feel that these disputes..."

"Get out of hell for me!!"

A cold shout interrupted the messenger's words, and Brut suddenly raised his hand and pressed it against the stubborn stone-like Meni tribe. Then the endless spots of light flew out from behind like bees. , which instantly penetrated hundreds of giant ships of the Meni tribe.

No one can describe that kind of horror, because there are so many light spots in an instant... It gives people the feeling that the world is filled with these light spots, densely filled with each one .Every inch, every thin space, endless light spots create lines that tear the void, and this kind of light passing through the sky is everywhere.

The Nameni warships are like stubborn stones. They are also famous for their sturdyness in the Third World. But in front of the endless, like the sea tide and the galaxy, they did not hold on for even a second.

The impact was penetrated, torn apart, destroyed.

After the light spot disappeared, where can the shadow of the Meni tribe be seen in the void?

Tens of thousands of members and hundreds of warships, including the planetary powerhouses they dispatched this time, turned into ashes in the light spots.

The endless light spots returned to Brut like a wanderer returning to the nest. Then he withdrew his hand, raised his head, and said to the messenger of the Second World like a proud cockfighting.

"Sir, please continue."

In the halo, the eyes of the Second World suddenly became wide open. I almost couldn't speak in one breath.

Damn, before I could make a verdict, the victim told you to lose it. I will continue? I will continue your balls!!

The rules of the universe, the strong are king. What rules are not determined by the strong? What principles are not what the strong say? What laws and regulations, fairness and justice are all beautiful traits. Even universal values ​​and democratic society

It's a thing to fool children. If you are a child who has been farming since childhood, can you really be better than a child who has studied power and power analysis since childhood? Don't joke.

The reason why a noble becomes a noble is not because he should be superior, but because the blood, education, atmosphere, tradition, and everything together become the foundation of the noble.

This may be unfair to the public, but it is relatively fair to a nation and a civilization.

The same is true for putting it here.

Brut is a powerful warrior, this is power and inheritance. Even if the Meni tribe says ten thousand words, he can't catch up with him.

What is the second world environment?

Under the pressure of great destruction, everyone hopes to get more help, but who will be unable to get along with a strong man?

The demise of the Meni tribe can only be said to be too stupid to see the reality clearly!!

The messenger of the Second World hesitated and decided to modify the previous decision. At this time, the Gilnas tribe spoke again at the beginning.

I saw a woman wrapped in a gorgeous robe ascended to the void and said respectfully to the messenger of the Second World.

"Please give us a fair judgment, Lord Messenger. Don't care about the threats of these lowly humans. Please believe that we are not wastes like the Meni people. Under this just void, all injustice and all evil will be wiped out.

.”

"You are justice and you are ideal. Please allow me to pay my highest respect."

Hearing these words, the messengers of the Second World frowned. Obviously, the Gilnas were not that weak. There had been examples before, and they still dared to come to the front, which showed that they must have their confidence. As messengers,

These words obviously forced him to the corner.

Does he have to exercise the power of the messenger?

But in this case, the bastards in the second world should be stirring up trouble again...

The messenger of the Second World had a headache and was a little difficult to deal with.

At this time, Brut just turned around and said to Xue Tong. "My hands and feet are clean now."

"I know. But when did you know that my hands and feet are not clean?" Xue Tong asked, not seeing how he acted. Suddenly, a terrifying aura descended on the endless venue. The one full of destruction was like

The breath of death staring instantly poured into everyone's hearts.

The void was silent for a moment, and all the audiences participating in the ritual seemed to have been stopped!!

And in this absolute silence, a voice suddenly sounded!!

"Gudong!Gudong..."

One sound, another sound.
Chapter completed!