Chapter 199 Lu Wu’s Nine Tails, nine incredible abilities!
The two figures intertwined.
In an instant.
Fighted again thousands of times.
With the body of the God Clan and the fighting skills of the Lu Wu Clan.
The more He fought, the braver he became.
All kinds of secret skills were displayed by him, with mighty power, faintly threatening to penetrate the space.
Ten breaths later.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a vigorous blow.
One of his claws hit the mecha's back accurately.
On top of the mecha.
The energy shield immediately bloomed.
Then it broke in response.
The mecha is damaged.
He was blasted straight into the ground from hundreds of meters in the air.
I don’t know life or death.
"Candidate Civilization, is that all he has?"
He smiled sarcastically and turned back confidently.
Neither does last-hitting.
He turned around and looked at the huge city below.
Look around.
There are many high-rise buildings.
All kinds of facilities are dazzling, and the world is prosperous, but that's it.
“Destroy it!”
He chanted softly and was about to perform the art of destruction.
Suddenly.
Three mechas appeared again in the distance, attacking him.
The afterimage was pulled out from the air and approached Him in an instant.
Three mechas form a battle formation.
In three directions.
He was immediately involved.
Stop him from attacking the giant city below.
"Three creations, can you stop me?"
He showed contempt, and another war broke out with the three mechas.
After thirty breaths.
With his incredible combat power, he once again smashed the three mechas into pieces and blasted them into the ground.
“How can we, the fourth race in the God Realm, be the ones with a nascent civilization like you to challenge us?!”
He sneered.
Between words.
Full of pride and contempt.
“Destroy it!”
He looked at the city below again, planning to use the art of destruction again.
The result...
I saw ten mechas in the distance bursting out at extremely fast speeds, charging towards Him.
Use martial arts moves and technological weapons.
Hold Him back.
Making it impossible for him to attack the city below.
“Is it over yet?!”
His expression changed slightly, and he felt a little irritable.
I just want to destroy a city and kill millions of people.
Why is it so difficult? !
“Isn’t it good to live well?”
He rubbed his forehead and sighed.
The murderous intention has reached an unprecedented peak.
One against ten.
Don’t fall behind.
It exploded with invincible momentum, crushing and beating ten mechas.
Three minutes later.
“Who else?!”
He looked around and roared to the sky.
High in the sky.
Only He is independent and stands proudly in the sky.
The remaining ten mechas...
They were all severely injured by him, shattered, and fell to the ground.
But just when He was about to take action and unleash a massacre of destruction on the city below.
Far away.
Densely dense mechas appeared again.
In a brazen manner.
Come quickly.
Surrounded Him in the center.
“Seventy-two?!”
His eyelids twitched, and under the influence of his spiritual thoughts, he instantly counted the number of these mechas.
And the mechas he defeated previously.
Belong to the same model.
No unnecessary nonsense.
Each mecha burst out with considerable combat power and launched a siege against him.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Seventy-two mechas shuttled across the sky.
Various modern weapons roar.
The fire covered the sky and the sun.
A shock wave was released that filled the sky, and the setting sun reflected in the sky was like blood.
This scene.
It attracted countless people to watch below, and many people took out their watches to take pictures of this scene.
Ten minutes later.
A figure was hit by several weapon attacks, staggering and flying out.
The other mechas did not hesitate at all.
Bully yourself.
Launched an extremely violent attack.
“Damn it!”
A roar echoed across the sky.
Horrifying ripples shook out, knocking back all the mechas that were attacking around.
A figure with a tiger body and nine tails, a human face and tiger claws stands in the middle.
The face is ferocious.
Staring at the seventy mechas around him.
That’s right.
In the ten minutes when he was surrounded just now, he killed two mechas with one against seventy-two.
But...
These mechas seem to have developed a battle formation.
Cooperating with each other.
A certain amount of combat power has been increased.
He was restricted in every way, making him more and more aggrieved.
“You’re the only one with the most people, right?!”
He smiled gloomily, and the nine tails behind him rose into the sky, swaying in the void.
Each tail.
They all seem to contain miraculous changes.
Amidst the shadows.
One clone after another came out.
Every clone.
They all have the same body, the same power, and the same means as Him!
A total of nine clones.
Standing behind him, he faced the seventy mechas that were gradually surrounding him!
“Come!”
"Let me see who has more this time!!"
He roared angrily, with endless fighting spirit rising in his chest.
Battle.
Erupted again.
Ten figures entered the mecha group.
Like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, the situation was instantly reversed.
A short time.
He then killed five mechas and blew them apart! !
However...
Just when He was about to fight vigorously and planned to annihilate all the mechas in one go.
far away.
The sound of mechas breaking through the air came again.
Hundreds of mechas arrived on the battlefield.
……
Monster Research Institute.
interrogation room.
"The one who came this time...is the Lu Wu clan?"
Ji Changsheng's expression moved slightly, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
“I’m asking you now.”
Yang Mo glanced at him.
"The Lu Wu tribe is indeed one of the top ten peak races in the God Realm, ranking fourth."
Ji Changsheng swallowed his saliva and said quickly: "The single combat power of their race is very strong. With nine heaven-defying abilities, each ability corresponds to one."
Speaking of this.
He secretly looked at Yang Mo and whispered: "The Lu Wu clan is very cruel, you should be careful..."
"You don't need to worry about this."
Yang Mo was expressionless and then asked: "I remember you said last time that the Lu Wu clan ranks fourth in the God Realm, with 18 ancestor gods and a racial population of 127 people, right?"
"Yes."
Ji Changsheng nodded and said with a wry smile: "It is extremely difficult for our race of gods to reproduce, and it is difficult to give birth to offspring. The more powerful the race, the smaller the population. The Zhuyin race ranked first The current population is only 28 people.”
“It’s just that we are too strong.”
The Protoss.
Individual abilities are extremely strong.
Beloved by heaven and earth.
There are no bottlenecks.
As long as each protoss has enough resources, they can cultivate to at least the eighth level.
Same.
This also destined that it would be extremely difficult for these races to reproduce.
Otherwise.
They have already conquered the entire universe.
"Come on, you can't even get out of the God Realm."
After hearing Ji Changsheng's words, Yang Mo couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Also trying to sweep across the universe.
There are countless civilizations in this vast universe, and the water is deep.
If the Gods were really so awesome.
The entire God Realm will not be blocked by the Civilization Trial. Resources have been exhausted for 120,000 years, so we have to go to other worlds through trials to obtain resources and drink poison to quench our thirst.
"That...that..."
Ji Changsheng's face turned red and he was speechless for a moment.
“Have you really never heard of the Queen Mother of the West?!”
Yang Mo looked at him deeply and asked again.
“No.”
Ji Changsheng looked confused, shook his head and said: “There is no such person in our divine world, I have never heard of it...”
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Yang Mo secretly observed Ji Changsheng's expression.
Finding that he didn't seem to be lying, he couldn't help but frown.
In "The Classic of Mountains and Seas".
The Queen Mother of the West was called one of the fierce gods by ancient ancestors, and she must have come from the divine world.
But Ji Changsheng...
As a native of the God Realm, he didn't know the existence of the Queen Mother of the West.
Looks like it.
Someone has erased the history of the existence of Queen Mother of the West in the divine world.
"The Lu Wu clan used to be the subordinates of the Queen Mother of the West. Perhaps, they will know something."
He left the interrogation room with half-squinted eyes.
Walking towards the combat command room.
……
Yanjing.
Monster Research Institute.
Combat command room.
on the big screen.
Split-screen images of three battlefields were displayed. The three Lu Wus who had just arrived in the country were all sniped by the [Heavenly Soldier Mecha].
The battle was fierce.
Lu Wu’s strength is undoubtedly revealed, and his combat power is completely crushing.
It is also the sixth level of comprehensive combat power.
Unexpectedly, Lu Wu's hand couldn't hold him for ten breaths.
Fortunately...
The subsequent [Heavenly Soldier Mechas] rushed to the battlefield from all over the place and barely suppressed the three Lu Wus.
And on the Zizhou battlefield.
The battle became fiercest, and Lu Wu even displayed nine clones.
Fight with hundreds of [Heavenly Soldiers Mechas].
I can see it.
Both sides showed real fire.
"As expected of the fourth peak protoss."
Yang Mo walked into the command room.
Looking at the battle scenes on the big screen, I couldn't help but sigh.
Judging from the current combat data. The combat power of the nine clones released by Lu Wu is not weaker than the original one.
Equivalent to...
Increase its own combat power by nine times.
Coupled with the various physical bodies and magical powers of the gods that are loved by heaven and earth.
Invincible in the same situation.
At this time on the Zizhou battlefield, this Lu Wu was fighting hundreds of [Heavenly Soldiers Mechas] with his own strength.
For a while.
Both sides can't win.
"The [Tianbing Mechas] near the Zizhou battlefield are all rushing towards Zizhou. Three hundred [Tianbing Mechas] should be able to take down this Lu Wu."
A combat analyst He pondered and analyzed.
“It’s not that simple for the Lu Wu clan to be ranked fourth among the gods.”
Yang Mo shook his head and said in a deep voice.
Right now.
The situation seems to be stable.
But judging from the information he obtained from interrogating Ji Changsheng.
The nine tails of the Lu Wu clan...
Each tail possesses a heaven-defying ability.
Nine clones of equal strength.
Just one of those abilities.
To be able to rank fourth among so many gods and be favored by the Queen Mother of the West as a subordinate, the power of the Lu Wu clan will only exceed their knowledge.
His wisdom flashed, and thoughts flashed rapidly in his mind.
A few seconds later.
The decision was made.
He ordered the combat commander beside him: "Notify the three major battlefields and ask you to contain Lu Wu and lead the battlefield to no man's land."
"To avoid long nights and long dreams, prepare to use [anti-matter bullets], End the battle as soon as possible!”
“Yes!”
After hearing this, the combat commander did not hesitate at all.
Instructions were conveyed quickly.
…
At the same time.
The United States.
Department of Defense.
“Minister, the three monsters in our country have started killing people!”
The secretary hurried into the office with a bunch of reports, looking anxious: "Three cities have been destroyed, and countless people have been killed and injured..."
Jobs took the report.
Flip through quickly.
My face became increasingly ugly.
But there was a deep feeling of powerlessness in my heart.
The methods used by sixth-level monsters.
It’s so scary.
Not only is his individual combat power terrifying, he also controls a variety of large-scale destructive techniques.
The beginning of arrival.
Three cities were destroyed.
"The military and Steve probably didn't provoke these three monsters, right?"
He thought for a while and asked.
"No."
The secretary smiled bitterly and shook his head: "We only actively evacuated the people and did not take the initiative to attack them, but..."
He paused.
Then he continued: "Steve looked at the monster remotely, and the post-traumatic stress syndrome recurred again."
Jobs: "..."
His eyes flickered, and he was filled with thousands of thoughts. comes to mind.
Later.
A long sigh.
He looked at the secretary and asked: "Has China replied to us?"
"The Ministry of Foreign Affairs will send out the credentials asking for help..."
The secretary smiled bitterly and reminded tactfully. road.
Jobs was silent for a moment.
Asked again: "How is China's response going?"
"The low-Earth satellites launched by our country over the earth are no longer able to detect the situation in China."
The secretary quickly took out a tablet and clicked on a webpage of China.
At the same time, he said: "This is a battlefield battle video recorded by the people of Zizhou, China."
Since the rapid development of China's science and technology.
They lost control of China's territory and could not capture any footage of China's territory.
A lot of intelligence information...
is inferred based on certain clues from the Chinese people.
Jobs took the tablet and clicked the play button.
Video playback.
High in the sky.
An extremely majestic monster was being besieged by densely packed mechas.
The mecha shuttles.
A series of intensive attacks were released.
The two sides fought together.
From time to time, terrifying shock waves are sent out, sweeping around.
Those breaths...
Those breaths made him a little frightened across the screen.
"China's mechas...have been mass-produced in so many quantities?"
Jobs swallowed and his expression became more complicated.
In the seventh round.
China's mecha was exposed, and its combat power was comparable to the sixth level.
He also summoned his scientific researchers to try to imitate a Chinese mecha.
But...
There is a generational gap between the technologies of these mechas.
They lack at least more than 90 core technologies.
Not to mention the materials for making mechas.
He vaguely remembered.
In the seventh round.
China only has one mecha.
Hundreds of them have been mass-produced now. With this combat power, this sixth-level statue can be crushed to death with just the number of people!
"Not just hundreds."
The secretary looked at him, lowered his head and whispered: "There are three battlefields in China, and each battlefield now has hundreds of mechas fighting against the newly arrived monsters."
After Jobs heard this.
Becoming taciturn again, he lowered his head and looked at the flying sword in his palm.
This flying sword.
It is the SS-level reward issued by the Civilization Trial, and its power is equivalent to the magic weapon in the Nascent Soul stage.
He was still very happy.
Available now.
But it doesn’t smell good at all.
This flying sword is really not as good as a hair on the Chinese mecha!
……
Gaul.
Disaster Response Center.
"It seems...there is no gluttonous terror in the last round?"
The senior executives looked at the report on the table and couldn't help but look at each other.
In the eighth round.
The gluttons in their country used the magical power of devouring the sky and the earth, and ate an entire city in one go.
And this round of monsters...
Although the realm is as high as the sixth level, the damage caused is far less powerful than Taotie.
So far.
Just destroyed a city.
“With its destructive power, we should be able to hold on until China is free to support us.”
A senior executive said with a complicated expression.
In the tone.
It seems that he has almost become accustomed to the disasters caused by monsters.
"The Chinese side has already taken action to suppress this round of monsters."
Another senior executive took a deep breath, took out a video and handed it to everyone: "They mass-produced the [Tianbing Mecha]. The siege began on this round of monsters!"
Everyone stepped forward.
Watch it carefully.
Hundreds of mechas besieged a monster with great momentum.
The various weapons released by the mecha roared.
Various secret techniques performed by monsters are everywhere.
The two sides are fighting.
The sky changed color due to the beating, and the setting sun was like blood. It was extremely cruel.
“Hundreds of mechas...have been fighting for so long, but you still haven’t taken down this round of monsters?”
A well-known senior executive swallowed his saliva and keenly discovered the blind spot.
This round of monsters.
It seems not as simple as they thought.
China has mass-produced so many mechas frantically, but still failed to capture the monsters immediately.
This round of monsters...
In terms of combat power, it is probably far beyond the sixth level.
Maybe.
Has reached seven levels that have never been heard of on earth so far!
"If it is really the seventh level..."
Everyone looked at each other and suddenly had the urge to lie down.
This bullshit trial.
To arrange this level of difficulty, I have the nerve to call myself a "trial".
It’s clear.
They want all civilizations on earth to be completely destroyed in the ninth round.
If it weren’t for China.
They can't even see a glimmer of hope in this round of trials!
……
At the same time.
Globally.
After the trial begins.
The surviving countries have turned their attention to China.
As for the monsters that came...
They automatically ignored them.
According to their past experience, only by ignoring the existence of these high-level monsters can casualties be minimized as much as possible.
If you resist stubbornly...
If these monsters are angered, their casualties will only be greater.
After realizing the irresistibility of this round of monsters, they all placed their hope of survival on Hua Xia.
"China...hurry up and kill those three monsters!"
At this moment.
The psychological activities of high-level leaders in various countries are surprisingly consistent.
They are all hoping that China will quickly free up its hands to help them clean up the monsters in the country.
They have even prepared the protection fee.
……
China.
A certain Gobi.
Thousands of meters in the air.
The epic battle scene continues.
Three hundred mechas started a life-and-death fight with Lu Wu of the Protoss.
From time to time.
The mecha fell from a high altitude.
And at the center of the battle.
The ten figures frequently suffered serious injuries, and their injuries became more and more serious.
But...
These ten figures are extremely excited, and their fighting spirit is becoming more and more powerful.
These ten figures.
It was Wei Xu, a member of the Lu Wu clan who came from the Zizhou battlefield.
His true form is hidden among the nine clones, shuttling between the mechas, but his eyes are full of sarcasm.
“A newborn civilization is a newborn civilization. Do you really think you can kill me just by relying on numbers?!”
As the fourth race in the God Realm.
The Nine Tails of the Lu Wu clan possess nine incredible abilities.
One of them.
Immediately recover from the battle to peak condition!
Injuries and other things...
For Him.
It doesn’t exist at all.
"But this group of mechas is really difficult to deal with. With the cooperation of three hundred mechas, they actually forced me into this desert. Is there any ambush?"
He had a thought in his mind, and during the battle, he God observed the surrounding world.
These four weeks.
Desolate.
It is hundreds of kilometers away from Zizhou.
Look around.
There is a scene of Gobi everywhere.
His idea just emerged.
The three hundred mechas that surrounded him suddenly pulled away, stopped attacking him, and quickly retreated in the opposite direction.
Leaving him and his nine clones at the scene.
"Sure enough, there is a trap!"
His pupils shrank and his expression was extremely distorted.
Because...
In his perception, a bullet exceeding a hundred times the speed of sound was blasting towards him.
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