"No need. Ultimately, we must trust this Lord. We are merely a wisp of his incarnation, worth at most a wisp of his soul. He was hunted down by the Saint Lords back then, and now I wonder how much he has grown. Perhaps we shouldn't try to stop him. There are several Saint Lords here. If anything unexpected happens, they can immediately take action to resist the dozen or so alien Saint Lords in the starry sky."
"Nothing serious can go wrong."
"Don't worry."
Hearing this, the incarnation of the sky was speechless. He sighed, closed his eyes slightly, and then cast his gaze on the original body and a dozen alien saints above the vast void.
Now the two sides are in a complete standoff.
There was a cold and arrogant look in his eyes.
Especially the dozen or so Saints of the Starry Sky Myriad Races, who had come here to attack the current Great Emperors of the Three Realms. But now they saw the Saints of the Human Race halfway.
They were naturally delighted about this, for a simple reason. Although such an existence was extremely powerful in the starry sky, almost immortal, and qualified to govern a lower-level tribe, in their eyes, the human saint in front of them was nothing more than a piece of food that could help them replenish their own qi and blood.
to this end.
They were naturally very excited. They all held magic weapons in their hands, their eyes were bloodthirsty and indifferent, and they all swung the magic weapons in their hands to chop at each other's bodies.
Boom——
Boom——
The magical weapons on their bodies constantly waved out various laws.
It can be said to be extremely tough.
Endless stars and planets are constantly extinct at this moment.
Today, the starry sky is full of fierce bombardments.
The dozen or so alien saints in front of him were obviously veterans in fighting. Although they had not really made a move, their magic weapons had hit each other. Such a tyrannical method would have crippled him on the spot even if he was a saint. The immortal matter could hardly withstand the power of the weapons thrown by a dozen saints. Even if he was a saint, if he forced himself to withstand this blow, he would be on the verge of death without any accident, and it would even take hundreds of years to repair the serious injuries on his body, which was almost worse than death.
They think so naturally.
In their eyes, the human race's Saints are extremely weak. Although they have all kinds of magical skills, compared with the myriad races in the starry sky, they are ultimately an extremely weak race. They do not possess any magical powers or laws, and need to practice to the realm of magical powers before they can make progress. However, the myriad races in the starry sky are different. Many of the overlord bloodlines directly become the controllers of the world after they reach adulthood.
Compared with the human race, they are already in a crushing trend, and precisely because of this, they are contemptuous of such a human saint in front of them, and do not even take him seriously at all.
Now that the magic weapon was thrown out, they all stepped forward at the same time. They had no other reason than to grab the best piece of meat from such an outstanding person in front of them, and devour it to enhance their own strength. In their eyes, the human saint in front of them might have died long ago.
But they don't know it.
At this moment, several saints from the three realms were looking at them with pity.
It seemed like they were about to encounter something unpredictable.
A saint from the three-eyed tribe noticed this scene and was terrified. He was about to inform his companions, but he never expected that a pair of heavy white jade hands suddenly grabbed his neck, and then, under his extremely crazy gaze, a long knife cut off his head.
"Is this the Saint of the Starry Sky Myriad Clans? This matter can be resolved with just one sword strike."
"You are too weak now."
"It's almost unworthy of me to operate on it."
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