NOVEL SIMPLE Xuanhuan: My practice is infinitely upgraded
Chapter 445 The Arrival of the Five Heavenly Venerates
In the dark field.
The figures of the four protoss ancestors flickered, shooting out into the distance like lightning.
however.
They soon discovered that the dark realm had been following them like a shadow, enveloping them firmly, and they couldn't get rid of it at all.
at this time.
Another black curtain seemed to appear out of thin air, wrapping an old ancestor and dragging him into the darkness.
"stop!"
The remaining three ancestors shouted violently at the same time, swung their lightsabers in their hands, and slashed at the place where their companions disappeared, trying to save them.
However, their companions seemed to have completely disappeared from this world, and all three lightsabers were cut in the air.
"Go! Run away separately!"
The three of them didn't hesitate any longer, and their figures flickered again, drawing three elegant arcs and flying in different directions.
This time.
It seems that because the strong soul clan was busy devouring them and had no time to take care of them, the three of them quickly escaped from the envelope of the dark domain.
They glanced at the position of the dark field in shock, and then flew back to the surface of the planet without stopping, and arrived at the teleportation square.
at this time.
There was chaos here, a large number of houses collapsed, and many people panicked and cried.
Looking at the teleportation array that had been completely destroyed, the three patriarchs suddenly became angry, grabbed a garrison not far away, and asked with a gloomy face:
"What's going on? Why is the teleportation array still destroyed?"
The Protoss garrison said cowardly: "Just now, another Soul Clan made an attack, directly exploded with power, and destroyed everything here. We can't stop it at all..."
The old man threw it away.
The other two ancestors hurriedly said: "Let's go! Let's divide into three groups, fly to a nearby planet, and finally gather at Windsor!"
The three of them turned into white light, came to the starry sky again in the blink of an eye, and flew in different directions.
Soon.
The strong soul clan man who finally devoured the second ancestor turned into a black mist, swept across the planet, and soon devoured all living beings.
Another thirty or so battlefields.
Both sides win and lose each other.
But on the whole, the soul clan won more, and after devouring several ancestors of the god race and a large number of ordinary god races, their strength soared, and they even split into more than a dozen strong soul clans with the strength of the holy king.
After one decrease and one increase, the overall strength of the soul clan increased again.
In contrast to the Protoss.
At least dozens of ancestors fell in this battle.
This made their already difficult situation worse, and their overall strength plummeted again.
The remaining ancestors quietly gathered on an ordinary living planet.
Everyone looked solemn.
They all knew in their hearts that the Protoss had reached the most critical moment of life and death.
With the 118 ancestors left, they only have one last chance.
Once they fail, they have no chance of recovering the situation.
Even if they win, they won't be able to make any mistakes in the future, otherwise it will be the same ending.
"The ambush by the five ancestors has caused such a heavy loss for our side. The following situation does not allow us to have any casualties."
One of the ancestors suggested.
"So to be on the safe side, we might as well form a group of 20 people, so that we can be absolutely sure that we can eliminate each other unscathed."
Another person immediately refuted.
"We can't just consider the chances of winning, but also the efficiency, because everyone knows that the soul race can continuously devour them, thus producing more powerful people."
"If there are 20 people in a group, our current manpower can be divided into six groups at most. Even if six soul races are successfully eliminated, their other nearly forty strong men, after devouring a large number of god races, are likely to be far more than six. bit."
"In this way, the opponent's strength will increase instead of decrease, and all our actions will be in vain."
The old ancestor who spoke before frowned, and said with some dissatisfaction: "The strength of the soul clan is astonishing. If we don't suppress it with an absolute advantage in numbers, not only are we likely to be in danger, but we will also have no chance to fight with you in the future." The opponent counterbalanced."
"Looking at the previous battle, I think that each group of 20 people is an absolute advantage. If you disagree, then I would rather not fight."
He was one of the members who barely escaped from the hands of the powerful soul clan, and he was deeply impressed by the strength of the soul clan, so he was naturally unwilling to take any more risks.
Even if the matter wasn't so important, he didn't want to fight against the soul race at all.
It's better to just wait for the Tianzun of the Zongzu to arrive.
As for how much of the Protoss' sphere of influence is left and how many of the clansmen are still alive, that is not what he is in the mood to care about at the moment.
Hearing his words, the other ancestors looked at each other.
More than one of them managed to escape from the hands of the soul clan, so naturally they were unwilling to take any more risks.
Someone chimed in:
"To be honest, with our current lineup, it is already impossible to completely contain the Soul Clan's offensive."
"So, our goal should be to slow down the opponent's pace and focus on safety, rather than taking risks and fighting the soul clan again."
"I think we should have at least 20 people in each group, and try to avoid the continued increase in the number of Soul Race."
"Based on the time, the Tianzun adults of the Zong clan should arrive in about a month. As long as we persist in this period of time, we will usher in the dawn of victory."
The ancestor looked around and said seriously: "So, why should we take such risks?"
After some discussion, everyone agreed with this opinion and began to regroup.
More than 100 ancestors dispersed again, and fought fiercely with the soul clan in many places.
The fact is indeed as they expected.
Twenty ancestors are enough to crush the strong soul clan and destroy each other without injury.
And the other soul races are also constantly being devoured, and more and more powerhouses with the strength of the holy king are differentiated.
The two sides seem to have formed a tacit agreement.
Or maybe the individual strength of the soul clan has grown to a certain limit, and it has always maintained the combat power at the peak of the holy king state, and there is no intention of multiple soul clans joining forces to fight against each other.
Sweeping many planets so recklessly, if you encounter the ancestor of the gods, let the opponent kill after a fierce battle.
The Protoss also saw the number of opponents slowly increasing, and had no intention of adjusting their strategy at all.
What both sides are waiting for.
……
More than a month later.
A spaceship suddenly appeared in the starry sky.
Among them, the ancestor Fink who was in charge of driving said respectfully: "Master Tianzun, the Tianquan galaxy has arrived."
"Ok!"
The five Heavenly Venerates opened their eyes at the same time.
At this time, Pang De Tianzun looked out the porthole, and the power of the soul subconsciously explored it again, and asked casually: "Has the other group not arrived yet?"
Patriarch Fink said: "Our goal is set here, and they must arrive soon."
Pound Tianzun nodded indifferently.
He knows that even if they are both at the Saint King Realm, there will be a very small gap between everyone's reactions and operations, and the slight gap will be quite obvious after a long period of teleportation.
Therefore, it is normal for two spaceships to arrive one after another.
The figures of the four protoss ancestors flickered, shooting out into the distance like lightning.
however.
They soon discovered that the dark realm had been following them like a shadow, enveloping them firmly, and they couldn't get rid of it at all.
at this time.
Another black curtain seemed to appear out of thin air, wrapping an old ancestor and dragging him into the darkness.
"stop!"
The remaining three ancestors shouted violently at the same time, swung their lightsabers in their hands, and slashed at the place where their companions disappeared, trying to save them.
However, their companions seemed to have completely disappeared from this world, and all three lightsabers were cut in the air.
"Go! Run away separately!"
The three of them didn't hesitate any longer, and their figures flickered again, drawing three elegant arcs and flying in different directions.
This time.
It seems that because the strong soul clan was busy devouring them and had no time to take care of them, the three of them quickly escaped from the envelope of the dark domain.
They glanced at the position of the dark field in shock, and then flew back to the surface of the planet without stopping, and arrived at the teleportation square.
at this time.
There was chaos here, a large number of houses collapsed, and many people panicked and cried.
Looking at the teleportation array that had been completely destroyed, the three patriarchs suddenly became angry, grabbed a garrison not far away, and asked with a gloomy face:
"What's going on? Why is the teleportation array still destroyed?"
The Protoss garrison said cowardly: "Just now, another Soul Clan made an attack, directly exploded with power, and destroyed everything here. We can't stop it at all..."
The old man threw it away.
The other two ancestors hurriedly said: "Let's go! Let's divide into three groups, fly to a nearby planet, and finally gather at Windsor!"
The three of them turned into white light, came to the starry sky again in the blink of an eye, and flew in different directions.
Soon.
The strong soul clan man who finally devoured the second ancestor turned into a black mist, swept across the planet, and soon devoured all living beings.
Another thirty or so battlefields.
Both sides win and lose each other.
But on the whole, the soul clan won more, and after devouring several ancestors of the god race and a large number of ordinary god races, their strength soared, and they even split into more than a dozen strong soul clans with the strength of the holy king.
After one decrease and one increase, the overall strength of the soul clan increased again.
In contrast to the Protoss.
At least dozens of ancestors fell in this battle.
This made their already difficult situation worse, and their overall strength plummeted again.
The remaining ancestors quietly gathered on an ordinary living planet.
Everyone looked solemn.
They all knew in their hearts that the Protoss had reached the most critical moment of life and death.
With the 118 ancestors left, they only have one last chance.
Once they fail, they have no chance of recovering the situation.
Even if they win, they won't be able to make any mistakes in the future, otherwise it will be the same ending.
"The ambush by the five ancestors has caused such a heavy loss for our side. The following situation does not allow us to have any casualties."
One of the ancestors suggested.
"So to be on the safe side, we might as well form a group of 20 people, so that we can be absolutely sure that we can eliminate each other unscathed."
Another person immediately refuted.
"We can't just consider the chances of winning, but also the efficiency, because everyone knows that the soul race can continuously devour them, thus producing more powerful people."
"If there are 20 people in a group, our current manpower can be divided into six groups at most. Even if six soul races are successfully eliminated, their other nearly forty strong men, after devouring a large number of god races, are likely to be far more than six. bit."
"In this way, the opponent's strength will increase instead of decrease, and all our actions will be in vain."
The old ancestor who spoke before frowned, and said with some dissatisfaction: "The strength of the soul clan is astonishing. If we don't suppress it with an absolute advantage in numbers, not only are we likely to be in danger, but we will also have no chance to fight with you in the future." The opponent counterbalanced."
"Looking at the previous battle, I think that each group of 20 people is an absolute advantage. If you disagree, then I would rather not fight."
He was one of the members who barely escaped from the hands of the powerful soul clan, and he was deeply impressed by the strength of the soul clan, so he was naturally unwilling to take any more risks.
Even if the matter wasn't so important, he didn't want to fight against the soul race at all.
It's better to just wait for the Tianzun of the Zongzu to arrive.
As for how much of the Protoss' sphere of influence is left and how many of the clansmen are still alive, that is not what he is in the mood to care about at the moment.
Hearing his words, the other ancestors looked at each other.
More than one of them managed to escape from the hands of the soul clan, so naturally they were unwilling to take any more risks.
Someone chimed in:
"To be honest, with our current lineup, it is already impossible to completely contain the Soul Clan's offensive."
"So, our goal should be to slow down the opponent's pace and focus on safety, rather than taking risks and fighting the soul clan again."
"I think we should have at least 20 people in each group, and try to avoid the continued increase in the number of Soul Race."
"Based on the time, the Tianzun adults of the Zong clan should arrive in about a month. As long as we persist in this period of time, we will usher in the dawn of victory."
The ancestor looked around and said seriously: "So, why should we take such risks?"
After some discussion, everyone agreed with this opinion and began to regroup.
More than 100 ancestors dispersed again, and fought fiercely with the soul clan in many places.
The fact is indeed as they expected.
Twenty ancestors are enough to crush the strong soul clan and destroy each other without injury.
And the other soul races are also constantly being devoured, and more and more powerhouses with the strength of the holy king are differentiated.
The two sides seem to have formed a tacit agreement.
Or maybe the individual strength of the soul clan has grown to a certain limit, and it has always maintained the combat power at the peak of the holy king state, and there is no intention of multiple soul clans joining forces to fight against each other.
Sweeping many planets so recklessly, if you encounter the ancestor of the gods, let the opponent kill after a fierce battle.
The Protoss also saw the number of opponents slowly increasing, and had no intention of adjusting their strategy at all.
What both sides are waiting for.
……
More than a month later.
A spaceship suddenly appeared in the starry sky.
Among them, the ancestor Fink who was in charge of driving said respectfully: "Master Tianzun, the Tianquan galaxy has arrived."
"Ok!"
The five Heavenly Venerates opened their eyes at the same time.
At this time, Pang De Tianzun looked out the porthole, and the power of the soul subconsciously explored it again, and asked casually: "Has the other group not arrived yet?"
Patriarch Fink said: "Our goal is set here, and they must arrive soon."
Pound Tianzun nodded indifferently.
He knows that even if they are both at the Saint King Realm, there will be a very small gap between everyone's reactions and operations, and the slight gap will be quite obvious after a long period of teleportation.
Therefore, it is normal for two spaceships to arrive one after another.
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