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The demon emperor Qi Yun's proposal was rejected in the end. Summoning the creatures of the Nine Nether Lands has a high probability of attracting wolves into the house.

They can accept the complete fall of the world of cultivating immortals. After all, there is still a small world. After a long period of evolution, maybe one day future generations will be able to counterattack back.

If the spirits of the Nine Nethers descend, I am afraid that even the small world will not be able to be preserved.

In the small world, with the continuous improvement of the laws of heaven and earth, to mortals, this place looks no different from the main world.

Over the past few decades, villages and cities have sprung up one after another, and the relatively stable living conditions have allowed the population to recover extremely quickly.

In order to replenish the number of low-level monks in the world of cultivating immortals, various sects have relaxed the restrictions on the qualifications of spiritual roots, and the requirements for new disciples of the five major sects have been relaxed to the point that as long as the bone age is not more than 15 years old and is not a five-spiritual root, they can join the sect.

In order to avoid the small world being discovered, the people who have entered the small world for decades have not actively communicated with the outside world, and they don't know anything about the current situation of the battle.

For them, no news is bad news, and the top monks in the small world are also actively responding to the worst situation.

The underground city civilization has launched a large number of detectors to the alliance.

The Zerg are already preparing for a new round of attack, and there is not much time left for the cultivation civilization.

The training volume of the armed forces became more and more frequent during this period.

Be ready to intervene in this war concerning the future of the world at any time.

A large number of nuclear-powered fighter planes equipped with small nuclear weapons were transported to the base.

The fastest speed of this kind of fighter can reach five times the speed of sound, which is faster than the full-speed flight of the monks in the foundation period.

Cooperating with the positioning and guidance of the detectors in various places by the upper dispersal department, it is possible to launch strikes on the target at an extremely long distance.

Air-to-air, air-to-surface missiles, and multiple-barreled rapid-fire cannons turn this fighter into a small aerial fortress.

The main body of the fighter plane is entirely made of the latest materials, and its defensive performance has reached the level of a mysterious magic weapon, and it also has a defensive formation.

In terms of pure technological content, although it has not yet reached the level of earth civilization, but with the unique technology of the upper cultivation world, it can already beat the most advanced fighters on the earth in frontal combat.

And the pilots who drive them are all monks in the Qi refining period, and their reaction speed is even more crushing than the top pilots on the earth.

The dungeon civilization, which is armed to the teeth, is ready to accept the opponent's inheritance in its entirety when the cultivation civilization draws its last breath.

All forces are making final preparations, and a rare time of peace has appeared in the war-torn world of self-cultivation.

Years fly by.

The restored Zerg army brazenly broke the peace, and the overwhelming Zerg marched southward.

The coalition forces resisted desperately, and suicide attacks appeared everywhere on the battlefield.

In just one day, nearly [-]% of the coalition forces suffered casualties, and the defense line retreated steadily, using all extreme means to block the Zerg's footsteps.

But all this was in vain. The restored Zerg didn't give the coalition forces a breather at all, and the attack was extremely fast.

The Yaohuang and others were even entangled by several Nascent Soul stage war worms, so they couldn't go to the battlefield to support them.

Doom seemed doomed.

In the dungeon, everyone is paying attention to this battle.

Looking at the tragic battlefield, many people who are also members of the human race have red eyes.

"Leader, are we beginning to intervene?"

Wang Yuanji couldn't bear to look at those monks fighting desperately.

Zhou Tong stared at the screen and said lightly: "It's not yet time."

Lin Yu, who was staying at her residence, was also watching the live broadcast of the battlefield at home. Seeing the monks who launched a desperate charge one by one, her heart was like a knife.

"Zhou Tong, why don't you take action? Are you really so cold-blooded? You are clearly capable of saving these people."

Lin Yu really wanted to ask Zhou Tong face to face, but Zhou Tong hadn't planned to see her since he left the customs.

Zhou Tong watched the live broadcast expressionlessly, admiring those monks who sacrificed heroically.

But he can't make a move yet. Before the end of the alliance, what he wants is the inheritance of knowledge from the entire cultivation world for countless years.

Only when the other party is about to swallow his last breath, can he intervene strongly, can he gain the possibility of being equal to the other party.

For the sake of his own civilization, Zhou Tong can only make himself as hard as a stone, everything is for his own civilization.

He never thought of being a savior acting like a hero, that kind of behavior is meaningless.

The fierce battle has been going on for more than a month, and the casualties of the coalition forces have exceeded half.

The demonized mortals and low-level demon clans have already lost all their casualties.

Only less than a few hundred thousand monks are still desperately resisting.

The four Nascent Souls were seriously injured, and Master Xuanjia was physically destroyed. Only Nascent Souls escaped without a trace.

"Two fellow daoists, we have done our best, and I will count on you from now on."

Fang Tianyuan bowed and bowed.

Yaohuang and Lingxian real person looked at Fang Tianyuan.

"Fang Daoyou Gao Yi, I am ashamed of my spiritual manifestation. As long as I am still alive, I can keep the spirit of the Spirit Sword Sect alive."

Lingxian bowed and bowed.

The demon emperor Qi Yun sighed: "You and I have been fighting for countless years, but we never imagined that there would be a day when we would fight side by side.

Fellow Daoist Fang, fellow Daoist Lingxian, I, Qi Yun, can guarantee that our two races will be reconciled forever.

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Fang Tianyuan bowed in the direction of the Spirit Sword Sect's mountain gate.

"Liewei Patriarch, the unfilial junior Fang Tianyuan has let you down. I'm afraid I won't be able to plead guilty to Liewei Patriarch this time. I hope Patriarch will forgive me."

After three prostrations, Fang Tianyuan showed a look of determination.

"Two friends, Fang is going!"

After finishing speaking, Fang Tianyuan activated the teleportation array, and the next moment, his figure disappeared.

Looking at the dimmed teleportation array, the Yaohuang and Lingxian looked at each other.

"Fellow Daoist Lingxian, you and I are the only remaining monks of the same generation. Let's go, it's our turn."

Lingxian stroked his long beard lightly: "Please, fellow Taoist demon emperor!"

Zhou Tong, who was paying attention to the situation in real time, saw the desperate play of the two Nascent Soul Stages, and knew that the opportunity he had been waiting for had finally appeared.

Although he didn't know exactly what happened, where Fang Tianyuan went.

But these are not important anymore, the current power of the alliance is no longer able to pose a fatal threat to civilization.

Zhou Tong directly ordered the attack to begin.

The missile force, which had been preparing for a long time, pressed the launch button.

The strategic missiles equipped with nuclear warheads broke away from the launch platform and climbed upwards at an extremely fast speed. The dense rain of missiles pierced the sky and flew towards the battlefields of both sides.

An hour after the missile was launched, the two parties who were fighting noticed a large number of black spots flying from the sky.

Soon those black dots seemed to burst open, turning into a bunch of smaller black dots, rushing to the ground quickly.

After the Demon Emperor forced a Nascent Soul stage battle worm back, he joined the scarred Ouija, and watched vigilantly at the place where the black spot fell in the distance.

The next moment, countless mushroom clouds rose into the sky, and the scorching high temperature and violent shock waves spread around.

At this moment, there seemed to be countless suns in the sky.