Chapter Nine Hundred And Thirty-Four: Stabbed Wuling Nest, Riot
The lightning formed by the God Execution Fortress is slightly bright in the dark cosmic starry sky.
It travels through the galaxy at incredible speed, approaching the stars.
The stars are shining, and the sun is shining.
For hundreds of millions of years, it has exuded a fiery light.
On the surface of the star, countless starlight fog spirits crawl among them.
From time to time, fog spirits fly out of it and enter the starry sky world.
The star seems to be the birthplace of the star fog spirit.
The life galaxy of the human race refers to the galaxy suitable for the human race to live in.
And this non-life galaxy is the home of the starlight fog spirit, and it is also the source of the starlight crystal nucleus for the human race.
When there were still 20,000 kilometers away from the star, Lin Moyu put away the God-killing Fortress and flew out from it.
The size of the stars is beyond Lin Moyu's imagination.
The stars erupted with flames, and the height of the flames could exceed thousands of kilometers, like a pillar of fire that was about to pierce the sky, extremely blazing.
Lin Moyu is not even a speck in front of the stars.
But it is such an insignificant point that is about to set off huge waves.
In the area tens of thousands of kilometers away from the stars, there are countless starlight mist spirits floating.
The Starlight Fog Spirit enjoys the shining of the stars, but is not really close to the stars.
The fire in the stars is not their favorite thing, but the light of the stars is their favorite thing.
So the stellar fog spirit lives at the place tens of thousands of kilometers above the surface of the star.
This not only gets the starlight they need, but also keeps them away from the flames.
Feeling the life breath of Wuling, many of the starlight Wulings here have reached the seventh level of super god.
Starlight allows them to grow.
There are also a few starlight mist spirits of the eighth level of super gods.
That is the leader-level Starlight Fog Spirit, which Lin Moyu needs to pay attention to.
As they approached, Lin Moyu saw their appearance clearly.
As the level increases, the shape of the Starlight Fog Spirit becomes much larger.
When the starlight mist spirit of the seventh-level super god is fully deployed, its body length has exceeded a kilometer.
And the eighth-level super god is more than five kilometers, which is extremely huge.
The arrival of Lin Moyu caught the attention of Wu Ling.
When there were still thousands of kilometers away from each other, Wu Ling issued a sharp warning to make Lin Moyu retreat.
Wu Ling's voice drilled into the soul, and it rang non-stop in the world of the soul, which was very unpleasant.
Lin Moyu ignored it and continued to approach.
More and more fog spirits noticed Lin Moyu, and issued sharp warning sounds.
The warning sound became more and more piercing, Lin Moyu blocked the sound and plunged in.
A boulder fell into the calm water, and the peace that had not changed for countless years was broken.
Thousands of waves stirred up, and the starlight fog spirit completely rioted.
They rushed towards Lin Moyu crazily, and countless starlight rays bombarded Lin Moyu, trying to tear him to pieces.
White light flickered on Lin Moyu's body, and the skeleton armor emerged, and the spells were linked, and the white light enveloped the world of Wu Ling.
The fangs and spears of the skeleton were extremely sharp, piercing Wu Ling's body one after another.
In the next second, the Skeleton God General and the Death Dragon Knight came out, and the war officially broke out.
There are many fog spirits, and there are also many undead legions.
Moreover, the defense of the Skeleton God General is better than that of the Fog Spirit.
With the law of immortality, the sword energy shredded Wu Ling's body.
The Death Dragon Knight exhaled fiery dragon breath, corroding Wu Ling's body.
They rushed back and forth among the fog spirits, tearing each one into pieces.
Nearly a hundred fog spirits were killed almost in the blink of an eye, and clusters of bright starlight burst out in the starry sky.
The task was declared completed in less than a minute.
With a big wave of Lin Moyu's hand, the invisible power starlight crystal nucleus was taken back.
100 starlight crystal cores are used to hand in tasks, and the rest can be sold for money.
No one would dislike a lot of points.
The undead army showed a tendency to crush, and Wuling was no match at all.
The fog spirits let out a sharper cry, spreading across most of the galaxies.
Practitioners in the galaxy heard the voices of the fog spirits, and then saw the battle on the surface of the stars.
All of them stared wide-eyed, revealing expressions of disbelief.
In an instant, the entire galaxy became lively, and the voice of the soul was louder and louder.
"Crazy, dare to go to the stars."
"The fog spirits in the stars are not so easy to kill. Did this person have his head twitched?"
"Wait until Wu Ling reacts, he will die in an ugly way."
"No, the fog spirit is about to riot!"
"That idiot, how can you provoke the fog spirit on the star, the spirit fog is rioting, go back!"
"Quick back, you're going to die!"
Amidst the shrill cry, "Suddenly, great events and heavy spirits sprang up from all over the galaxy.
These mist spirits floated out from the stars and hid in the galaxy for countless years.
Star clusters, meteorite belts, planetary surfaces and interiors.
Fog spirits appear everywhere.
With madness, they began to attack the nearby human race.
Lin Moyu's actions completely angered Wuling, and the spirit began to riot.
All cultivators backed away frantically, wanting to leave the galaxy.
Fortunately, the attack power of the fog spirits is not strong. Although there are many of them, their damage is limited.
The practitioners reacted extremely quickly, and they had already started to retreat when the riot just happened.
Most of them were successfully killed, but not many were trapped inside.
Lin Moyu also noticed the fog spirit riot, and he couldn't think that such a thing would not happen.
He stabbed the Wuling's lair by himself, causing the Wuling riots in the entire galaxy.
In front of him, more mist spirits rushed over.
He himself is not worried. Although there are many fog spirits, their damage is limited, and there is nothing they can do about his undead army.
Even the leader of Wuling, the eighth-level super god, was ignored by him.
This is why this mission is defined as low risk.
If there is no such thing as a riot, there is really no danger in the mission.
Lin Moyu looked into the distance, and the law surged in his eyes, and he saw that most people in the galaxy had already fled.
Only a few were caught in the siege and did not escape.
These people were all harmed by 907 himself.
With a slight movement of will, tens of thousands of death dragon knights rushed in all directions.
Whatever you messed up, you have to solve it yourself.
Lin Moyu also doesn't want someone to die in vain because of his mistakes.
The Death Dragon Knight continued to charge, rushing to save people at an astonishing speed.
The fog spirits along the way were all knocked out of big holes by them, and they couldn't stop the death dragon knight at all.
Originally, Zhuo Ling was in a fierce fight with a Wu Ling who was a seventh-level super god.
His strength is only the seventh level of Super God, which just meets the standard for accepting the task.
After accepting this task, he found that Wu Ling was not strong.
Although it is difficult to kill, it is not dangerous.
So he started the task with confidence, and went all the way into the galaxy.
He was very unlucky for the sudden Wuling riot. Suddenly, three super god level 7 Wulings appeared around him and surrounded him.
As a result, he was unable to evacuate, and more and more fog spirits came from all directions.
Zhuo Ling fell into despair, knowing that he could not escape today.
As for the culprit who caused the Wuling riot, Zhuo Ling didn't even have time to hate him, but he just felt that he was wronged and was too ignorant.
He fought hard, and as a cultivator of the human race, he would not stand still.
Seeing that hope is getting slimmer, and the injuries on his body are getting worse.
Suddenly a voice sounded in the soul.
"Hold on a little longer!"
Then the sound of dragon chant resounded. .
