Starting with Hundred of Millions of Guardian Spirits

"60 billion level!?"

"60 billion level!?"

"Gosh, I'm so blind!"

"Mom, isn't the baby dreaming yet!?"

"Hurry up and stop attacking! Are you stupid?! How can you fight this!? Don't kill!"

In the Purcell, after a brief consternation, all the higher-level members of the Pur race went crazy.

Those eyes were red, and they called out.

After all, fools know what the concept of the 60 billion level is.

This is equivalent to 6 times that of an upper holy realm!

This is not several times, dozens of times, among warriors.

100 times 10 is 1000.

And 10 million?

The base number is simply not the same!

too frightening! So shocking!

It can be regarded as the quick reaction of the Saier.

The squeezed big move, a ball of light that looked like a small sun, shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and only the size of a little finger was left in the blink of an eye.

Then he snorted, like a fart, anyway...

She was next to Xia Yan, just because Xia Yan showed her full strength for the first time, Saier, who was shocked by the momentum to a kilometer away, couldn't help but swallow secretly.

What's more, fortunately, his people are not so brain-dead.

It is also a witty batch.

If this were to be beaten out, Xia Yan wouldn't be able to hack it out with a sword, and it would directly destroy the world, and the whole clan would belch off.

This battle is obviously unfinished.

However, this was in line with Xia Yan's intentions. He hadn't planned to actually attack the Saier.

After all, this is a race with a history of 30 million years.

The strongest race in the galaxy domain, the scientific and technological knowledge mastered will be able to bring huge benefits to itself.

Xia Yan also dissipated the energy, and the glow that spread over tens of thousands of meters gradually faded and dissipated into the sky.

Although it now seems that Xia Yan is no longer like a shining sun.

But in the eyes of the Saier tribe, he is a god!

It is an absolutely unmatched terrorist existence.

Is this still the upper holy realm? !

"Great, hello, my lord."

After a long silence, holding back for a long time, a thought came out of the huge Purcell.

Obviously a representative was sent.

"Honorable lord, what is it that you came to our Saier tribe?" The thoughtful voice was humble and cautious.

What about a strong race?

In front of this absolute strength, it is still an ant.

The alien races know more about the principle of flexibility than the terrestrial races. Living in this perilous alien world, where a little carelessness may be extinct, these races have long understood the truth.

To live is the most important thing.

The rest are all clouds, as long as you live, you have endless possibilities.

Although the Saier tribe is the overlord of the Milky Way, and has ruled the Milky Way for many years, when it's time to be soft, it doesn't even hesitate.

This may be the essential difference between the alien race and the ground race.

In them, Xia Yan also saw this.

Whether it's the disaster beast popsicles or the Pur family, they are very aware of current affairs and know how to measure.

Even some sensible people are pitiful.

It takes so many times of social beatings and education before it can become like this.

Xia Yan wasn't too long-winded, Dang Yi said, "I can live if I submit."

I can live...

As soon as the words were spoken, there was no sound in the Purcell.

Also, it really came to conquer!

This conquer is not a small vagrant force, but a dominant race in the Milky Way at the beginning!

Oh my god~

"How to do?"

"This, this terrifying existence is obviously going to annex our race."

"No way, if we surrender to him, doesn't it mean that our clan has betrayed the Lord of the Eight Regions!?"

"Yes, if the eight domain patrol master knows about it, will my clan still have a way to survive?!"

"Yes, yes."

"Although he is powerful, he is only a powerful individual, and the eight-domain patrol master is an unfathomable ethnic group..."

In the conference room, dozens of senior officials of the Saier ethnic group discussed intensely.

There was an old rattle who didn't speak until it was noisy.

The white-bearded old rattle stood up tremblingly, raised his slender arm, and slapped the tabletop vigorously.

Snapped!

The sound was sudden, and all the rattles looked at the old rattle.

The old rattle said blankly: "Don't make any noise, are you stupid? Can't you see the current situation clearly?"

"Our patriarch is nowhere to be found. It can be said that the connection with the eight-domain patrol master has been disconnected."

"If the patriarch fails this way, then the people above will definitely punish them. Don't forget, the most intolerable thing the Eight Regions Survey Lord can't tolerate is failure, mistake!"

"Let's not talk about the consequences of that punishment for our race. One day in the future, maybe a new race will rise and replace us."

"We have no turning back a long time ago."

The words of the old rattle made the needle drop in the conference room audible and silent.

Yes, in fact, they have no choice anymore.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded.

"Who said I was dead?"

"Ok?!"

"Patriarch!"

"Ah! It's him! Why did he come in!"

"This, this is probably some kind of mysterious power for cultivating creatures."

Inside the Sail, two figures appeared in this huge conference room.

Xia Yan and Pur, who came silently and unconsciously.

Xia Yan's face was flat, with no waves in his eyes, watching the group of ‘rattle drums’ silently.

Said it is a rattle, but also because the appearance of the Saier is really weird.

It's like a round ball with arms and legs.

Shaky and swaying, before it becomes the rattle...

"not dead!"

"Patriarch, you are not dead!"

The Saier tribe in the meeting room quickly noticed that he was half a body behind Xia Yan, who looked very polite, well-thought-out, and polite.

Ser immediately glared at his people, and then hated that iron is not a steel road: "You fools, don't you see the potential of adults?"

"An existence like an adult, although it is not yet a heavenly rank, it will definitely become a heavenly creature in the future."

"At that time, what is the Eight Regions Survey Lord?"

"Do we still have choices?!"

"no choice!"

"In other words, we should be thankful that we can meet such a stunning talent as an adult!"

"Don't hurry to kneel down for me! Master Feng is the master!"

Senseless……

To be honest, it's really a bit daunting.

After all, this is the patriarch of the Saier clan who is flattering, the rainbow fart that a patrol angel who rules the galaxy area opens his mouth.

More importantly, this patrol angel didn't hesitate at all. As soon as he touched his teeth, he sold one of his races...