Chapter 2732 My Name Is Haotian!

After a long time, the black torrent pouring into the battlefield finally stopped.

Click! Click!

On each black pyramid, there are countless passages appearing, and countless figures emerge from them and gather together.

Battle flags were erected one after another.

The overwhelming aura of killing surged out from these battle flags and filled the air.

These nine-color tribesmen are all wearing battle armor, with stern faces, and between their eyebrows, the divine crystals are shining with brilliance.

"Hmph! Human ants! Vulnerable!"

"After this battle, there will be no more Pangu world!"

They looked into the distance, and they all laughed at the position that was shrouded in heavy formations, with disdain in their eyes.

Just a few major formations, just trying to block their army of gods?

How ridiculous!

Don’t overestimate your capabilities!

As long as his army of gods runs over them, they can tear these formations into pieces, and then grind the remnants into powder.

"Hmph! These remnants really want to resist! Well, let's just let them struggle for the last time!"

In front of the battle formation, from a particularly huge black gold tower, a golden figure swept out, with nine divine rings shrouded behind it. It was the divine envoy.

Behind him, countless figures followed closely, densely packed with thousands of people.

Each one is shrouded in a shocking divine light, like the blazing sun.

These are all nine-star gods, supreme figures.

There are many Tao figures among them, whose aura is particularly powerful, far surpassing that of other deities. They are all beings at the level of Hedao. There are even quite a few whose auras are even more terrifying, but are close to true immortals.

These are all old monsters from the Nine Color Clan. They have lived for countless years. Many of them were created in the first generation and have experienced several wars.

"This Pangu world should be destroyed. This time I will personally send those old opponents on their way!"

"this time,

I will definitely wash away the shame of last time! "

They looked into the distance with cold eyes and murderous intent.

"what is that?"

Soon, someone activated the divine pupil, penetrated the various formations, and saw the situation in the human camp with endless divine brilliance. The large ships shrouded in dazzling brilliance and as bright as stars caught their attention.

"I can't sense the breath, but it's just a war boat!"

Some gods said disdainfully.

These large ships look impressive, but after all, they are just war ships. They have no use. At most, they only come with some defensive formations, so there is nothing to pay attention to.

"Too!"

Many gods nodded and looked away.

"Huh? One, two, three...how come there are so many of these supreme immortal radiances?"

When they swept through the human camp and counted the Supreme Immortal Glory, they were all a little surprised.

The number of human supremes was a bit too much, far beyond their expectations.

Originally, according to their estimates, there were no more than a hundred human supreme beings at most, but now, there were as many as one hundred and sixty.

"There's nothing surprising about this. It's already reached this point. All the family's wealth must have been used by these remnants. It wouldn't be surprising to cultivate more supreme beings." Youshenzun said.

"Too!"

"They're just new Supremes. What's there to worry about? I can kill one of those trash with just one sword!"

All the nine-color gods were relieved, and then they laughed out loud.

"Jie Jie! There are also a few female supremes who are really good-looking. Wouldn't it be nice if they were captured and used as cauldrons for fun every day?"

Someone stared at several female cultivators among the human race supremes, smiling strangely with lewd looks on their faces.

"It's best to deal with those new supremes. Otherwise, don't kill them. They should be suppressed and taken back to refine the elixirs. The elixirs made with their flesh, blood and immortal essence are all top-grade divine elixirs!"

"This is a good idea. Not only the Supreme One, but also those human emperors can make great tonic medicine!"

The eyes of many nine-color gods glanced back and forth among the human race, full of greed and awe-inspiring looks.

In their eyes, these lowly human beings are not living creatures at all, they are just ants and livestock-like existences.

After hearing this, the divine envoy smiled and said: "Don't worry, these remnants can't escape. Once the formation is broken, you can catch them yourself. Whoever grabs them belongs to whom."

After a pause, he cast his eyes forward and said: "This formation... It will probably take a few days to break down. How about some foreplay first? Which god is willing to go and challenge these remnants, Yang?" The power of my divine race?"

"I go!"

Immediately, someone jumped out impatiently. It was a young god, wearing a purple unicorn armor. He was very brave and had a distinguished temperament.

"It's the Qilin son of the Wu family!"

The divine envoy looked at it and nodded slowly.

This is a young man from the Wu family of the gods. He has heard that he is very strong. He can just challenge the human race and gain some experience. At the same time, he can show the power of his Nine-Color God Clan to the remnants.

"Okay! Go!"

The envoy waved his hand and said.

"Thank you, God!" The young deity of the Wu family knelt down and said excitedly, his face flushed with excitement.

This opportunity is so precious!

Not only could he show off his strength in front of the entire Protoss clan, but he could also make his first contribution in this battle, which would elevate his and the Wu family's reputation to a higher level.

The other deities who had not snatched it all felt regretful.

"Please rest assured, God, they are just a bunch of ants. I will kill them until they cry for father and mother, kneel down and beg for mercy, so that they know how powerful our God Clan is!"

The God of the Wu family gave a loud shout, stood up, and swept forward.

"Ant from the human race, I am the God of the Wu Family in the Nine Colors God Realm. I am only three hundred years old, and I have already become a god. Among you human race, you can be five hundred years old, no, as long as you are under two thousand years old, you can Come challenge me!"

He came to the front of the formation and shouted loudly.

"Tch! You've only become a god at 300 years old, and you still have the nerve to tell me."

"Is it amazing to be three hundred years old? We have a hundred-year-old Supreme here!"

Among the human race, there was an immediate outpouring of curses.

When the Wu family god heard this, he was stunned.

He originally thought that what he said would shock and frighten the human race, but he didn't expect that instead of being shocked, these ants would even yell and laugh, which really made him a little unbelievable.

Isn't it fast enough to become a god at three hundred years old?

A hundred-year-old supreme?

Ah!

Even if it’s a medicine jar! What's the use of this kind of supreme being? It's just a piece of trash! What's there to show off!

The Wu family deity sneered with disdain on his face.

"A three-hundred-year-old god! I'm here to meet you!"

In the human camp, on a large ship, a figure swept out and was about to head out of the formation.

"Who are you? The so-called Centenary Supreme?"

The Wu family god shouted.

"No! I am the Five Emperors Dojo, Dong Kuang!" The Five Emperors Xuzi shouted.

"Oh! It turns out to be the so-called Five Prefaces!" The Wu family deity sneered.

"I know you, but I'm afraid you are not qualified to challenge me. Where is that 100-year-old Supreme? Let him get out! Aren't you guys very good at boasting? Then let him come out and let me see how much he is capable of! "

The Wu family god shouted proudly.

The Fifth Emperor's Xuzi was stunned immediately, and his body froze there.

In the human camp, everyone's expressions became a little strange.

"What? Are you scared? Hahaha! The centenary-year-old Supreme is just a waste, that's why you don't dare to come out and fight me, right?"

The Wu family god stood outside the formation and laughed loudly.

"Ha ha!"

A burst of loud laughter also broke out in the Nine Color Clan camp.

The hundred-year-old Supreme?

Isn't this a joke! Even in ancient times, there were few such people! The Pangu world has become such a withered state, how can such a person still exist? Who believes this!

It must be the human race bragging and showing off.

"I'll go!"

On the great ship of creation, Tang Hao stood up, swayed out of the formation, and walked towards the outside of the formation.

"Huh? Is that you? Are you the hundred-year-old Supreme?"

Seeing him, the Wu family god immediately looked at him and shouted coldly.

"That's right!"

Tang Hao responded lightly.

"Okay! Then report your name first, lest you don't even have time to report your name when they kill you!" The Wu family deity sneered.

"My name is Haotian!"

Tang Hao put his hands behind his back, walked towards him, and gave a long drink.

The sound was like thunder, rolling away in this battlefield between gods and demons.