At the same time, spread across tens of thousands of light-years in the starry sky, the ship cannons continuously tore through the sky, swarms of blood and flesh creatures shattered, and even blood-flesh mother nest worlds the size of Medium Thousand Worlds were forcibly ripped apart by groups of warships and the Immortal Dynasty cultivators.
Countless blood-flesh creatures surrounded us madly, sacrificing numerous lives to forcibly delay the Immortal Dynasty warships' reinforcements.
At a certain moment, these crazy creatures dispersed.
The blood and flesh tentacle creatures that covered the sky could no longer block the Immortal Dynasty's army in the slightest, being torn into blood mist, completely erased from the Divine Soul to the blood and flesh and even to the rule level.
And the Immortal Dynasty starship fleet that was desperately reinforcing at the previous moment also stopped in its tracks, gradually approaching its own army.
"Konghai, unlucky."
