This is probably Feng Linwen's last trump card.
This is the most unified idea and concept for almost everyone.
As the heaven appeared, heavenly soldiers and generals poured out, and a large number of shadows of immortals, Buddhas and gods were active on the battlefield.
Instead, everyone breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.
As long as the 'variable' Feng Linyi is solved.
What follows is just a fight between the three families.
And there are traces that can be followed for this kind of fight between big families.
The left and right sides are nothing more than an open confrontation and a secret exchange of interests.
In the end, the winner will gain the greatest benefit, and the loser will not lose everything, maintaining a superficial 'harmony'.
As for those ancient immortals and Buddhas who manipulated the "rebels" to cause trouble secretly.
They also lost their minds.
If Feng Linwen wins, or has an advantage.
These ancient immortal Buddhas can confidently defeat Feng Linyi.
They turned Feng Linyi into a puppet and made the restarted Ancestral Star their base camp to move towards the top of the Galaxy Civilization.
However, those three are different.
Their relationship with the Galaxy Federation is inextricably linked, and it is absolutely impossible for them to reach agreement on major goals with the Ancient Immortal Buddha. At best, they can only use each other.
What's even more troublesome is that behind these three companies, there is at least one level 10 powerhouse.
Like the Chu family...it is rumored that there is a strong man who is over level ten.
In this case, all the advantages of the Ancient Immortal Buddha were lost.
The battle was very lively.
But those who know the business believe that this is just the aftertaste.
This seemingly intense and brutal battle was actually just the finale.
When Feng Lin's clone was captured.
When the broken heaven fell from the sky, when the broken plaque of Nantianmen smashed deeply into the Emperor Peak.
The entire illusion of Feng Linwen was completely under the control of the three families.
Then the 'reinforcements' sent by the three families evacuated.
Empty the battlefield and make everything 'simple'.
Now that the 'outsiders' have been cleared out, the next step is to see what the 'children' are capable of and fight with each other.
Chu Lingyu and others no longer had any scruples.
There is no time left for the so-called tripartite confrontation.
Almost at the same time, Chu Lingyu and Hua Luo's team rushed towards Quinn's illusion.
The two parties joined forces and in less than a week, they destroyed Quinn's illusion, tore it into pieces and annexed it.
Then there is a confrontation between the two parties.
A terrifying battle is taking place over the Pacific Ocean.
The neighing of war horses, the roar of the ancient emperor, the artillery fire of various eras, and the battleships full of magical flavor.
Strange and eccentric elements are all intertwined together, creating a landscape that is beyond imagination.
fighting!
fighting!
fighting!
Blood, killing, and desire fill the eyes and hearts of every combatant.
Many people have learned the truth.
As long as they win, they will become the masters of the new ancestral star.
They will live better than the defeated ones, join the Galaxy Federation faster, go to the stars, and become a native species heading towards infinity.
Therefore, even though they were exhausted and the edge of the knife was blunt, no one stopped wielding the knife.
Stepping on the bones of their kind, they all want to live a better life.
And in this collision.
The central database of the Galaxy Federation is rapidly counting the changes taking place on the battlefield every second.
Every life, in times of despair and extremes, the aura that bursts out will be recorded and counted.
Blood dyed the sea red.
On the blood-colored sea, Chu Lingyu was wearing broken armor. Looking at Hua Luo, who was exhausted but struggling to stand up, he let out a long breath of blood-streaked breath.
"Sister Hua! Stop fighting! According to the third plan we agreed on before, you will become the external spokesperson of the New Ancestral Star. You also have the rights of the New Ancestral Star." Chu Lingyu didn't want to directly sweep Hua Luo away Out on the battlefield.
It's just that he feels uneasy for no reason.
At this time, a harsh alarm sound suddenly sounded from the federal center database, and a large number of large data anomalies appeared at the top of the screen.
A large number of data personnel began to re-check the data input, and then opened various artifacts to conduct reasonable comparisons, deductions and simulations.
One of the technicians quickly looked at the statistical data, and then quietly walked out of the central control room.
Then he dug out a dark stone from his stomach, his thoughts were running, he gritted his teeth, with a look of relief in his eyes, and then he crushed the stone.
The next moment, someone outside the distant galaxy received the message.
As for the technician, within three seconds of delivering the message, he was knocked down by the arriving security guards.
What he will face is at least one hundred years in prison.
On the Ancestral Star, Chu Lingyu was still trying to persuade Hua Luo, but the angry roars of his family elders could be heard in his ears.
"Alert! Alert! We have all been deceived!"
"Data does not match! Data does not match!"
"The total number of souls extracted from the entire history is 169.3 billion and 276. The actual number of concrete souls is 97.631 billion, and more than 60 billion have been lost. .”
Chu Lingyu was stunned. It looked like there was nothing wrong with the data!
Even if there are small discrepancies, such errors...should be allowed!
After all, reality is not statistics, and it is impossible to truly have no errors or omissions.
"Idiot! You still can't understand? The loss amount and the retained amount are so neat. Have you forgotten?"
The explanations of the elders of the Chu Lingyu family have not yet been finished.
I saw the sea surface rising, and a submarine man came out of the deep sea.
They have strange battleships, a special undersea civilization, and even look different from normal humans in many ways.
The Sea Tribe...a hidden ethnic group suddenly appeared in the world.
Chu Lingyu gritted his teeth, and then snorted coldly: "It's Feng Linwen! He's hiding such a skill, just relying on the Sea Clan alone..."
Before he could finish speaking, he heard the sound of the ground cracking on the distant continent.
All kinds of magical and weird underground races emerged.
They formed an alliance with the Hai Clan, and then pushed forward from two directions, squeezing the remaining troops of Chu Lingyu and Hua Luo.
Feng Linwen, on the other hand, stood on top of a huge whale, with his arms folded and a stern look on his face, without the pride and arrogance of being the final winner.
His sudden appearance simply blinded countless people's eyes.
Many people haven't realized what happened.
"It's role stripping! In Feng Lin's fantasy world, at first, due to limited resources, high-quality souls were snatched away by other fantasy masters. So he stripped some souls of their roles, and reluctantly created them using the methods given by nature. Take out people who appear to be good and develop them.”
"It's just that no one thought that he was stripping off more than just the named characters. He was also stripping away ordinary people. Then he threw them into the seabed and the underground, turning them into undersea races and underground races. Arranged them into two different races. In the manifest world, the illusion that did not merge with the ancestral star in time was hidden."
"Because there was not much discrepancy in the soul data, no one noticed that he hid the two teams in the illusion. But now... when it comes to the final summary, the abnormality in his data should have been screened out. But ···It’s already too late.” On the other side of the network, there is always no shortage of analysts.
In a few words, most of Feng Linwen's plans were indeed analyzed.
