Chapter 1488 A Last-Ditch Battle

Lin Qian stood at the front of the emperor's battleship with his hands behind his back, looking at the battle situation in the distance with a calm expression.

Beside him, Lin Zu and Ye Xuanyan were already standing. Not only that, there were also some good-blooded immortals and newly-rising Hunyuan realm experts from various tribes.

In front, Zhao Long stood in the air, and on the opposite side, there were ten Tyrant Immortals who were half-step into the saint realm, looking at this side with ugly expressions.

Behind, there was already a barrier separated by a curtain of sword light, and one could see endlessly up, down, left, and right.

This is the Zhuxian Sword Formation, which is condensed and attached to the barrier formed by the ancestors who sacrificed their lives in the past.

They knew the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation very clearly. If they escaped and entered it, they would definitely die.

But in front of...

In front of them, Zhao Long looked at him with eager eyes, his expression was stern and cold, and his strength was terrifying.

Going forward to fight is also seeking death.

"Your Majesty is merciful. If you don't kill anyone who surrenders, why don't you quickly kneel down and become a slave?" In the air, Zhao Long straightened the Tailong Spear in his hand, and the snow-white luster flowed on the gun body, bright and dazzling.

And his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Obviously, Zhao Long didn't want the other party to surrender at all, he just wanted them to resist and then kill them.

In Zhao Long's eyes, he looked down upon these people from the Tyrannical Immortal Clan.

The eyes of these Ba Pulse Immortal Clan members were filled with despair. The millions of Immortal Army behind them was already their last asset. If they were defeated, no one would be able to use it.

However, they have no chance to resist.

When the Chinese Empire went to war, these Tyrant Immortal Clan didn't take them seriously, they just thought they were a bunch of rabble.

However, when the other party actually sent a large army to suppress the situation, they realized that when the other party had absolute strength to crush them, they had no way to resist.

Even a month after the war started, their Tyrannical Immortal Clan concentrated all their power, but it was useless.

In their army, the ninth level Hunyuan realm is just a small soldier. In a small city, sending out one soldier is enough to establish a crushing victory.

If the defenders on their side are strong, they will send out two or three people. If that doesn't work, they will send out ten or a hundred people.

Get a haircut?

And when they started fighting, they discovered that the formation of their own city, the formation that protected the territory, had actually been reversed and turned into the opponent's formation, and they could not even hold on to it.

When the Chinese Empire really started to show its power, Lin Zu and Ye Xuanyan were both frightened.

They can be regarded as people who have witnessed strong winds and waves, and they have never seen hundreds of millions of Hunyuan realm ninth-level legions!

"You are cruel, human Lin Qian, but even so, you can't even think about it." The leading Tyrant Immortal Clan shouted angrily at Fang Ru, who was standing at the front of the battleship.

After roaring, the leading Tyrant Immortal Clan suddenly plunged into the Immortal Killing Sword Formation behind them.

Not only that, but several other people were also like this. They simply took action to burn their own lives and accelerated into the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Their cultivation level was at least half the level of the Hunyuan Saint. The burning life burst out at such a speed that Zhao Long had no time to intercept it.

Boom!

The next moment, a deafening roar, huge vibrations, and constant tremors erupted from the inside of the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Some cracks appeared in the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

The Zhuxian Sword Formation can still be restored, but the barrier covering this world cannot be restored.

After the explosion caused by the violent struggle sounded, the barrier that originally protected the starry sky began to shake.

Moreover, the explosion triggered the violent sword energy in the Zhuxian Sword Formation, making the original barrier even worse, with some cracks appearing.

Lin Qian's expression suddenly turned cold. He didn't expect that these people from the Ba Pulse Immortal Clan would cause some trouble for him before they died.

The remaining half-step of Hunyuan Saint Tyrant Immortal Clan died, and the Immortal Realm became Lin Qian's possession.

At this point, the upper realm of immortals is also unified.

Boom!

The upper realm of immortals shook, and the barrier between the original lower realm of mortals and the current Kyushu completely disappeared.

After disappearing, there is no longer any separation between immortals and mortals. Lin Qian's original words have come true.

It contains aura and begins to be integrated.

In fact, the richness of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in Kyushu has far exceeded that of the upper realm of immortals.

Therefore, after the two realms were opened, the spiritual energy of Kyushu was poured into the upper realm of immortality.

The upper realm of immortals also changed its name to Shenzhou, as the central state.

At the same time, the Soul Martial Star also began to move and was suspended in a specific position.

Not only that, the nine main stars of Kyushu also began to rise and reached the position above the immortal world.

"How is the situation?" Lin Qian's figure appeared in the fantasy star, came to the headquarters of the Tiangong Department, and stood beside Zhuge Ming.

At this moment, the picture displayed on the huge mirror in front of us is clearly the center of this chaotic universe.

The inside of this center is where the ten states of the Chinese Empire are now, and the outside is surrounded by an eggshell-like barrier.

This barrier contains the power of the Law of Heart and Blood. It is a barrier created by the ancestors of the past who sacrificed their lives to guide the will of the center of the universe.

But now, due to the self-destruction of the Ba Pulse Immortal Clan, this barrier has cracks and is beginning to weaken.

"Nine thousand years, Your Majesty." Zhuge Ming's tone was a little heavy as he explained the situation to Lin Qian beside him, "After nine thousand years, this barrier will be broken, and we will usher in a war."

Uh-huh!

At this time, Lin Qian waved his hand, and the system framework and tactical map appeared beside him, showing the situation of the entire chaotic universe.

On the edge of the ten states where he was, he could already see a large army gathering.

Obviously, these other predators from the chaotic universe noticed signs of weakening of the barrier here and made preparations in advance.

"The Fantasy Star has appeared in this world. How long can you hold on by condensing the power of laws in your will?" Lin Qian thought in his mind and communicated with the will of the chaotic universe.

Ding!

In front of him, a message appeared on the system panel, and a kind and gentle female voice also appeared.

"My child, using my power, I can only persist for eight thousand years, and within hundreds of millions of years, you can only rely on yourself."

"I'm too young, sorry."

Lin Qian was not surprised that the system spoke.

The creator of the game he played in his previous life was himself Hongjun who continued to evolve with hundreds of billions of years of power. He used the game to select people suitable for the qualifications of the Chosen Son.

Lin Qian was chosen, and the evolved Chinese Empire followed him to this chaotic universe, existing in the space of will at the center of the universe, which is within the realm of immortality.

The so-called system is actually the will of the chaotic universe and the incarnation of the heavenly law of this universe.

The Chosen Son is the savior chosen by Hongjun. He is the child, successor and controller of the will of the young chaotic universe.

The disciples grew up and led their respective young chaotic universes to form a front.

Just like the master who saved his life back then.

"Eight thousand years, let's do it." Lin Qian finally made up his mind to fight against the odds.