Grand Marshal Azane, Old Viscount Mantis, Supervisory Minister, Legendary Ratman, and...
Furlong!
Lin Ke’s mother!
The eyes of that female humanoid figure look exactly like Lin Ke’s mother Fulon!
It's just that Fulon's eyes are more pure and innocent, but these eyes are full of indifference and murderous intent.
"Can you imagine? Can you imagine? My dear brother..."
Dark Blue no longer looks old-fashioned and conservative, but has a sense of madness: "The purest flower can bear such pure malice! This is a masterpiece!"
"Around Lin Ke?"
Wu Mian whispered, with murderous intent boiling in his eyes: "The person behind the scenes, wants to kill Lin Ke?"
Whether it was Furlong or Grand Marshal Azan, or Old Viscount Mantis, the Supervisory Minister, etc., they were all people who had crossed paths with Lin Ke before.
According to the words of the older generation, it is "where the lines of fate intersect."
"Lin Ke, you must die!" Shen Lan laughed: "And you! You must die too!"
The next moment, all the masters swarmed forward.
However, Emperor Wumian's original serious expression suddenly turned into a smile: "Haha, it's not certain who will die! My dear brother!"
Two words popped out of Emperor Wumian's mouth: "Teleport!"
The magic power of his body boiled, and the astral turbulence that had been squeezed out by the momentum poured back into his body.
And at this moment, a dozen black holes appeared nearby.
"Impossible! How can you teleport in the star realm?!" Deep Blue's eyes widened when she saw this.
"Haha, this is all thanks to the wormhole hypothesis proposed by Lin Ke!" Wumian said with a smile.
Logically speaking, those who can teleport can teleport within the plane by opening cracks in the void or cracks in the astral world.
In the star realm, even the masters such as Andrew and Flogel can only squeeze into the turbulent currents of the surrounding star realm like swimming fish and rush along at their own speed.
"Roar!!!!!"
A deafening roar of a dragon appeared in the surrounding space, and the surrounding law turbulence once again suffered a crushing blow.
The void cannot transmit sound, but the star realm can.
Along with this dragon roar, a huge wormhole appeared, and then a gray dragon body appeared behind Wumian.
This dragon's body spans tens of thousands of miles, and its eyes are as huge and bright as stars. It can blow up several secondary planes with just one sweep of its tail.
The dragon's body is filled with exploded scales, claw marks, stab wounds and other traces. It seems to be a work of art that has been battle-tested for a long time, and every scar on it contains a strong ancient atmosphere.
The dark blue look has changed slightly:
"Five colors..."
Before he finished speaking, a full moon squeezed into the turbulence of the star world, and a quiet, peaceful and peaceful atmosphere filled the surroundings.
The shadow of the sun also appeared in the wormhole, and a phoenix with a burning body was chirping above it.
"Dark Blue has become like this now?"
Flogel's voice appeared, and as her voice vibrated, some particles were peeled off from the turbulent flow of the astral realm, condensing her appearance.
"It's a pity indeed. This child was quite handsome when he was a child." René Descartes suddenly crawled out of Flogel's head, and then lazily patted the non-existent dust on his clothes:
"If he hadn't been Brother Wumian, I would have wanted to kiss him."
"Rene Descartes, don't be so disgusting!"
A series of endless mountain phantoms flashed out of thin air, and the burly Grand Duke of the Mountains also arrived.
"There are too many powerful enemies." The Evil Eagle Archduke also appeared, frowning as he looked at the dozen Lords of Hornulus.
A gust of breeze came out of the wormhole, but the sound was not pleasant: "Gantt code, oh no, Deep Blue is my fucking mother! Who cares, fuck him to death! This beast!"
This is the foul-mouthed Archduke Hurricane.
"Haha, is this the decisive battle?" The short green-leaf male walked out with a cane, holding a copy of "Three Stars" in his hand: "The decisive battle is almost over, I want to go back and read."
Then the Thunder Lord and the Dragon Lord appeared again.
"Everyone! We must succeed today!"
The stars twinkled, and the Prince of the Stars wore a black coat. The clothes were dotted with stars, and mysterious patterns lit up on the fish tail of his lower body: "If we can completely annihilate the opponent, we can swallow Hornurus in one fell swoop."
"That makes sense." Grand Duke Thunder nodded in agreement.
Only the Grand Duke of Elements looked at Shenlan with complicated eyes: "Shenlan... can't he go back?"
The dark blue eyes were sinister and unchanged.
Nearly twenty masters!
This is Nasung's confidence to dominate countless planes for many years!
In other planes, it would be a blessing to have a Dominator level. It is even a discounted version of the Dominator, not the main plane version.
Even if they are stronger than the other two main planes, Kees' master-level strongman Beast Spirit and Feldgama's Eternal Twilight can only produce one each.
There are estimated to be more than thirty Nasengers produced since ancient times!
Nowadays, except for a few holy lives in the Holy Life Alliance, there are nearly twenty others left.
This is the foundation.
"Let's start...annihilate them all."
The Wumian Emperor's eyes were solemn.
Immediately, the masters of Nasenge all stared at their opponents who had been chosen long ago.
You must know that Nasenger is not chaotic, crazy and twisted. Nasenger has recorded and analyzed all the masters that appeared in Hornurus before.
But this time, Wu Mian also anticipated some things before coming out, so he made arrangements in advance.
Premeditated and hasty responses have completely different effects.
The outcome of the battle immediately fell in Nasenger's favour.
This is still a situation where six people have not moved.
The Sleepless Emperor, the Five-Colored Dragon Mother, the Moon Goddess, the Sun God and Flogel.
"Turbulator!"
The five new strong men who were originally prepared for Wu Mian, but now looking at the situation on the battlefield, Shen Lan can no longer care so much.
Get rid of those five strong men first!
"Wow——"
As soon as Shenlan finished speaking, Marshal Azan's body rushed towards the five-color dragon mother.
The five-color dragon mother stretched out her arms, and then directly swatted Marshal Azanen's tiny body with her palms together like swatting a fly.
"Marshal Azanen's body was destroyed back then, and I never thought that you would have some remnants of his body left." The voice of the Five-Colored Dragon Mother exploded:
"In those years you have been studying new bloodlines formed by bloodline combinations, but you have found nothing. Now you have insulted Generalissimo Azan..."
The five-color dragon mother's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Grand Marshal Azane is a being who is highly respected by many intelligent races. The Five-Colored Dragon Mother also grew up listening to these heroic stories told by her parents, so she left a very deep impression on her heart.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
The new creation named Turbulent is running rampant in the palm of the five-color dragon mother.
Every impact has several laws such as bloodline rules, turbulence laws, flow laws, etc., and even the weird laws from Hornulus.
However, the gray dragon body of the five-color dragon mother is like the void itself, and the turbulent ones cannot break free from it.
"Dark Blue..." Emperor Wumian snorted coldly, but did not immediately prepare to take action.
Now, the masters of Nasung are coming, and he needs to hold off the battle.
"Crazy one!"
Deep Blue spoke up again.
The madman transformed by the supervising minister also moved.
Seeing this, the Moon Goddess remained motionless, but her cold voice emerged:
