I am Really not a Big Shot Chapter 607

, I'm not really a boss

In the face of divine weapon civilization, even a strong level 5 civilization at the same level cannot afford to fight a war of attrition.

If you want to defeat the divine weapon civilization, the best way is to gain an advantage in the top combat power and break a breakthrough.

Due to racial characteristics, the divine weapon civilization is not outstanding in the power of the top individuals, which is worse than the civilization of the same level.

Even so, there is a cosmic supreme, more than 20 cosmic grades on the face of this group, enough to crush the Chilong Empire and even the entire human race.

This is not even the hidden strength of Divine Tool Civilization.

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. If this starry sky civilization wants to be stable, my cultivation can no longer be suppressed."

Luo Liang sighed and regretted that he could not continue to live a leisurely life of fishing.

Luo Liang, as an imperial master, can provide considerable top combat power if he is promoted to the cosmos level, coupled with several imperial spirits of the same level.

For the human race to survive the calamity of the magical civilization, the only breakthrough is the top combat power.

Moreover, the battle must be resolved quickly, once the battle is dragged on, the human civilization will lose no doubt.

Luo Liang also thought about whether to seek help from the ancestors.

But after these ancestors recovered, they did not regain their peak strength.

More importantly, after the Great Tribulation of Gui, the ancestors and the Taoist ancestors in the heavens restrained each other, and it is not appropriate to end the scene in person unless it is a last resort.

Of course, Luo Liang also has a hole card in his hand.

For example, the Arrow God token, the broken sword presented by Yuanzu Wushuang.

Next, before the main force of the divine weapon civilization came, Luo Liang had to focus part of his focus on cultivation.

a few days later.

Around the universe in the territory of the human race, in a mysterious and hidden small world.

huh~

A young man with red lips and white teeth, handsome and handsome, meditated cross-legged in front of the rushing waterfall.

Behind the young man, there is a layer of black-gold aura of mighty power, like a god.

"who!"

The young man who was practicing breathing suddenly became alert, and his eyes flashed fiercely.

"Little brother, life in Xanadu is very comfortable."

The void distorted, forming a dazzling space-time channel, and a mysterious man with quaint wings on his back came across the border.

"It's you! How do you...how do you know where I hide in retreat?"

The young Tianyang frowned, his body tensed, and looked at Luo Liang with amazement and fear.

"Don't be so nervous! If you don't have the ability, how can you be called a big brother."

Luo Liang smiled, but the quaint wings behind him were folded.

"The treasure of Tianyi civilization [Wings of the Gods]."

The young Tianyang was slightly surprised.

In contrast, he was even more afraid of Luo Liang's unknowingly finding his hiding place.

Under intentional concealment, even the Supreme Being of the universe will never find his secret retreat.

The young Tianyang's complexion was cloudy and uncertain, and he became more and more certain that Luo Liang had a relationship with the Yuanzu behind him.

Those in power in the organization have absolutely no such authority.

Tian Yang naturally didn't know, Luo Liang used the omniscient ability of listening to the heavens to easily lock his position.

No matter where Emperor Tianyang hides in the heavens, Luo Liang can know the answer in his mind.

Unless, there is a Dao ancestor-level almighty to cover up the heavenly secret for Emperor Tianyang.

"Big brother came here in person, I don't know what to do?"

The young Tianyang restrained his emotions and squeezed a smile on his face.

"There's nothing else, just bring a message to your descendants, and take a look at your current situation by the way."

Luo Liang glanced at the boy, slightly disappointed.

The cultivation base of Emperor Tianyang has recently recovered to the level of 8-Xinghe level.

Such an advanced speed naturally crushes the arrogance of the world.

But if it cannot be restored to the supreme level, Emperor Tianyang will not be able to play a decisive role in the upcoming civilized war.

"Artifact civilization? Civilization war came so quickly?"

The young Tian Yang, who learned the reason, had a solemn expression on his face.

"It's a little troublesome! This is a catastrophe for the promotion of human civilization to advanced civilization."

There is no need for Luo Liang to elaborate, Tianyang the Great understands the benefits.

"With my current strength..."

The young Tianyang had an embarrassed look on his face.

"I have found the key clues to the return of Earth's time and space. As long as the time is right, there is a good chance of success."

Luo Liang's topic suddenly changed.

"Brother, don't worry, with my current cultivation progress, when the war starts, I'm expected to be promoted to the 10th cosmos level. At that time, with the background of the past, I may be able to contain a few cosmos levels, and even pose a threat to the weaker cosmos supreme. ."

The young Tianyang immediately changed his tone.

Returning to his hometown on Earth has been his dream for countless years.

"Also, I will return to the main universe as soon as possible to instruct those unfilial descendants how to deal with advanced civilization."

As if in an instant, the young Tianyang regained his fighting spirit and was in high spirits.

"Not bad! The Chilong Royal Family needs you as a spiritual leader."

Luo Liang showed a teachable expression.

In fact, he knew that such a posture of Emperor Tianyang was really an acting school.

Wave!

After finishing speaking, Luo Liang unfolded [Wings of the Gods] and left.

Watching where Luo Liang left.

The young Tianyang's complexion was heavy and very ugly.

"It seems that I have to cultivate the secret method of concealment of the Jedi the next day as soon as possible."

The young Tianyang murmured.

Being easily found a hiding place, he felt extremely uneasy in his heart, and felt like a sting in his throat.

The main universe, two months later.

Crescent Moon Supercluster, Azure Blue Galaxy.

The boundless metal light spot outperforms the stars in the sky, and invades the boundary galaxy of the Crescent Star Cluster with the momentum of swallowing the sky and the earth.

Each metal light spot represents either a thousand-meter warship or a planetary star fortress.

Among them, it is mixed with hundreds of millions of mechanical battle puppets, exuding icy super brilliance.

Under the star observation instrument.

A vast mechanical metal turbulent map, reflected in the horizon, is enough to shake the many civilizations in the star cluster.

"Magic civilization!"

An air of fear that civilization is about to go extinct, through the starry sky observation instrument, makes observers tremble with fear.

Three days later.

In the Azure Blue Galaxy, there were only a few low-level civilizations that had no resistance, either were destroyed, or they were slaves to the Chen residence.

The confrontation between the two sides cannot be called a battle.

After World War I, the Artifact Civilization did not damage a single battleship.

There are several "work injuries" of the life of the Tool Race, or small accidents caused by wrong operations.

This is the generation gap of civilization.

It is normal for high-level civilization and low-level civilization to fight with zero casualties.

And the strength of those few low-level civilizations is far superior to the Maple Leaf Country where Luo Liang is located, and it is comparable to an upstream country with a third-level civilization.

At the center of the metal frenzy, a starry sky fortress with a diameter of 8,000 kilometers is surrounded by the stars holding the moon.

This star fortress was transformed from a planet with a special texture. The shell of the planet was covered by a layer of composite crystals.

It is unimaginable what a huge amount of energy is required to propel such a huge star fortress and support its energy shield.

On the highest observatory of Planetary Fortress.

A slender man with slender lines, full of mechanical beauty, covered by a blue case, stood proudly on the edge of the lookout. When a pair of blue-eyed children of the Tool Race man turned, there was a precise mechanical sound.

"Master Ai Oufeng, the Azure Blue Galaxy is only the most marginal galaxy in the Crescent Moon Cluster. The number of stars is thin, resources are insufficient, and the development of civilization is quite backward."

A general of the heavy armored clan crawled on the ground.

"What's your suggestion?" Ai Oufeng took back the Azurite Shuangtong with a sullen tone.

"As the blade army of the divine weapon civilization, this is not a suitable place to be stationed. I suggest to occupy the adjacent 'fog forest galaxy' as soon as possible, where there are richer mineral resources, enough to support our super ordnance factory."

The heavy armored mechanical general said respectfully.

"Your suggestion is sound."

Ai Oufeng's angular mechanical features revealed an unpredictable smile.

"But the Lord of God will not accept it!"

The heavy armored mechanical general's expression suffocated, but he did not dare to protest.

The man standing in front of him, the "Mechanical God Lord" of the Divine Artifact Civilization, whose strength is at the 10th level - the peak of the cosmos level, can be called the quasi-universe supreme.

In the Divine Artifact Civilization, the general cosmic level can only enjoy the title of "Mechanical God".

The status of the mechanical **** is second only to the supreme mechanical **** emperor.

"The order goes on! The Blade's Edge Army is all stationed in the 'Blue Galaxy', mining resources as soon as possible, and setting up super ordnance factories."

The majestic voice of the mechanical **** Ai Oufeng, through the mechanical resonance, spread to the ears of every mechanical being.

Wait until the subordinates leave.

Ai Oufeng's blue crystal eyes flickered slightly, showing a slightly hazy expression, and whispered: "The reconnaissance fleet placed in the Crescent Moon Star Cluster has mysteriously lost contact, and there is no news? Our migration action has been seen through. The blitzkrieg plan had to be suspended."

The reconnaissance fleet contains the top stealth technology of the divine weapon civilization, and it is difficult for ordinary advanced civilization to discover.

Just be discovered.

Even if the reconnaissance fleet is destroyed, not even a single message from the enemy will come.

Such a bizarre situation made Ai Oufeng, who has always been radical, have to calm down and decided to play steadily and wait for the main force behind.

Although the adjacent "Mist Forest Galaxy" is rich in resources, this galaxy is a subsidiary civilization of a strong 4th-level civilization in the Crescent Moon Cluster.

In the next two days, the billions of metal frenzy of the divine tool civilization stationed in the major resource stars of the Azure Blue Galaxy and set up super ordnance factories.

After everything is ready, the violence will begin.

"First produce a batch of mechanical cannon fodder, and go to the fog forest galaxy ahead to explore the way."

Ai Oufeng pondered.

The Mechanic God Lord suspects that there may be an ambush in the fog forest galaxy.

Due to the advantages of technology, even the cannon fodder produced is enough to suppress the general 3 and 4 machine civilization.

However, the vanguard of the artifact civilization will take root in the galaxy, and it will be violent before it starts.

War came unexpectedly.

Three mighty, overwhelming star fleets came from the neighboring fog forest galaxy.

The number of each of these three star fleets is comparable to the heritage of a civilization, and the number is comparable to the vanguard of the magical civilization.

The three forces add up to three times the strength of the Divine Artifact Civilization.

All of this is naturally hidden from the higher-level detection equipment of the Divine Artifact Civilization.

"Lord God! The three powerful Tier 4 civilizations of the Crescent Moon Cluster have joined forces to attack us."

The heavy armored general under his command was not only not nervous, but his eyes showed excitement and bloodthirsty emotions.

"The strong level 4 civilization in the Crescent Moon Cluster can react so quickly to join forces. I'm afraid our strategic intentions were exposed a few months ago."

Ai Oufeng's eyes were cold and his face was not good-looking.

boom! take a break…

The starry sky fortress of the three powerful 4th-level civilizations, the main guns of many battleships launched, and various bright beams and explosions shrouded the starry sky warship.

One of the red industrial-style fleets is the Red Dragon Empire.

In this battle, the fleets of the three powerful 4th-level civilizations are all elites, loaded with many technologies of advanced civilizations, although there is still a generation gap, it may at least pose a certain threat to the fleet of Divine Tool civilization.

hum~~~

In the fleet group of the three major civilizations, three cosmos-level mighty light groups burst out, tearing apart the void, and wantonly destroying the battleships and mechanical power users of the magical civilization.

In the main universe, no matter how clever the starship is, it is difficult to resist the full-scale attack of the universe.

This is the deterrent power of the top individual power.

"Bold! You wait for the three to sign up!"

Ai Ou Feng, the mechanical god, couldn't help but be annoyed. They were the conquerors, and they were taken first by the natives.

His mechanical drive blooms with electromagnetic light, tearing apart the void, entering the subspace, and facing the cosmic level of the three major civilizations.

"Red Dragon Empire, Marshal Shinra!"

On the side of the human race, a blood-haired human youth emerged from the Weili light group, holding a huge and ferocious sickle, like an ancient killing god.

This Marshal Shinra is the strongest cosmic class in the Chilong Empire, UU reading www. uukanshu.com is known as the God of Killing, and his strength is still higher than that of Marshal Jiang Fan.

"Wanzhu civilization, Zi Yanfengjun!"

In the second Wei Li light group, there is a quiet, elegant and fresh woman, with a slender figure, and fine bamboo and wood textures appear on her skin.

"Iron Bone Dynasty, howling tigers await!"

The last one was an alien male with no skin and flesh and his whole body was made of dark gold bones. His body was as high as ten feet, and it quickly swelled to more than one hundred feet.

boom! converge

At the center of the three cosmos levels, a 10,000-meter-high "Mechanical God Lord" with three heads and six arms appeared, looking from a distance, it looked like an incarnated **** and Buddha.

Centered on the mechanical god.

Dazzling electromagnetic light and deadly rays form a terrifying realm halo.

Ten thousand miles! One hundred thousand miles! million miles…

Nearly unlimited radiation.

The three major civilizations of level 4, many battleships quickly melted away, and the mourning of countless power users came.

And the metal warships of the magical civilization are not only immune to damage, but also have abundant energy, and their combat power increases by a few points.

"This is the strength of the Mechanical God Emperor!"

Marshal Shinra, Zi Yanfengjun, and Huxiao Shenhou, the three cosmic levels, felt scalp numb, the energy shield on his body was rapidly eroded, and the electric light "dropped out of trouble"

"The cosmic level outside the central star sea is so weak?"

The blunt face of the mechanical god, the corner of his mouth showed a sneer, and there was a faint disappointment.

辏⌒ying 崌

The 10,000-meter-high mechanical giant, each of its three heads spit out three cylindrical beams of blue, red, and purple, covering the three cosmos levels.

At the same time, the six sky-reaching robotic arms each held the same top-level star weapon, or a trident, or a thunder axe, or an ancient cannon, or a bronze shotgun.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

The three cosmos-level expressions of the Crescent Moon Star Cluster were horrified, and they were losing ground.

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