Section 2447

The result was the same as he thought, it was indeed the Soul Devouring Demon Lord who came.

Facing the strongest among the Saint Lords, Lin Moyu was not incapable of killing him, but there was no need.

If it were in the past, he would have used his trump card.

But now, his trump card cannot be used.

The body of the Supreme Lord of the Forest, that is a weapon that can kill the Supreme Lord, must be left to the Doujie.

Although the Soul Devouring Demon Lord is strong, he is not worthy!

Without using his trump card, Lin Moyu did not want to fight with the Soul Devouring Demon Lord.

He was confident that he could protect himself under the Soul Devouring Demon Lord, but he could not do anything to the Soul Devouring Demon Lord, so there was no need to fight.

Lin Moyu left, using the concealment talisman, sneaking away, and disappeared without a trace.

After leaving billions of kilometers silently, Lin Moyu took out the battleship and flew dozens of light years away from the deep space.

With a distance of dozens of light years as a buffer, it was enough for the Soul Devouring Demon Lord to leave calmly if he came.

"The ghost tribe should look like a ghost tribe!"

In the starry sky dozens of light years away, Lin Moyu reappeared, roughly determined the direction, and locked a certain position.

There is a galaxy there, but Lin Moyu is not very clear about which tribe it belongs to.

There are more than 20 races in this starry sky, and without exception, they are all members of the Hundred Races Alliance, which is the enemy of the human race.

So no matter how Lin Moyu kills, he will not kill the wrong one.

The Skeleton Hell appeared silently, and the thick fog engulfed the galaxy in just half a second.

Screams continued to be heard in the thick fog, and the Skeleton Hell was like the god of death, and no one survived.

The containment talisman array followed and packed up the entire galaxy and took it away.

The Soul Devouring Demon Lord received the message from the Abyss Demon Eye and rushed there as soon as possible.

But when he arrived, Lin Moyu had already patted his butt and left, leaving him without even a hair.

For two consecutive times, the Soul Devouring Demon Lord was full of flames and roared in anger.

He had realized that the other party was just playing with him and didn't confront him head-on.

The roar of the Soul Devouring Demon Lord shook the starry sky, resounded through the soul, and spread across countless distances.

Lin Moyu, who had already moved away, also heard the roar.

From the sound, it can be heard that the Soul Devouring Demon Lord was going crazy.

Lin Moyu transformed into a ghost tribe, like the shadow of the god of death hanging over the heads of all tribes.

The tribes began to panic and gave up their own star fields one after another. The gods fled quickly with their tribesmen.

Facing death, even home is no longer so important.

The gods of all tribes are used to enjoying themselves and have never been so embarrassed as now.

The great gods, who have practiced for thousands of years, are now running for their lives.

But countless people have told them with their lives that the gods are useless in the face of the ghost tribe.

When the fog is shrouded, it means that life has reached the end.

The appearance of the ghost tribe is becoming more and more irregular, as if it can appear anywhere at any time.

The strongest barrier of the demon race, the Abyss Demon Eye, all have no effect.

Even if the Abyss Demon Eye issued a warning, it was only after the fact. People were dead, so what was the point of warning.

The star fields of more than 20 races began to completely fall into chaos.

Everyone was afraid of the ghost race and began to flee faster.

They didn't want the galaxy, the resources, they just wanted to survive.

Countless warships and spaceships, one by one, the gods fled with their people.

This situation was reported to the front line, and finally some strong men in the other shore realm could not sit still.

They didn't care and went back to their own races to escort their people.

In the face of the life and death of the race, the hatred with the human race can be put aside.

The Soul Devouring Demon Lord chased Lin Moyu again and again through the Abyss Demon Eye, but he was one step late every time.

The Soul Devouring Demon Lord became more and more angry, and his whole body was much bigger than usual.

The concealment talisman was too powerful, and the Saint Lord could not find it at all.

The most recent time, Lin Moyu was only a million kilometers away from the Soul Devouring Demon Lord, but he still didn't notice it.

This also made Lin Moyu realize that there was still a big gap between the Saint and the Half-step Supreme.

If it was the Eagle King, at such a close distance, he might have been discovered.

As a large number of Beyond Realm returned to guard, powerful auras appeared in the starry sky.

These auras seemed to be pointing the way for Lin Moyu.

When Lin Jiumoyu controlled the Skeleton Land Hell and devoured a Ba Beyond Realm, all the Beyond Realm strongmen could not feel the chill again.

The Ghost Clan was not afraid of the Beyond Realm.

The Ghost Clan had the ability to devour the Beyond Realm.

The Beyond Realm began to feel insecure, but since their own race was here, they could only bite the bullet and stay here.

At the same time, they sent a call for help to the front line, hoping that a Saint could come to help them.

Judging from the situation of the Soul Devouring Demon Lord, the Ghost Clan did not want to fight the Saint.

If a Saint came to help, perhaps the situation would be better.

The Saints were in a dilemma, and they could not help or not.

If we don't help, people will be scattered, and once people are scattered, the alliance will be gone.

If we help, what will happen to the front line?

The saints of the human race are watching closely.

At this time, the shortcomings of the multi-races are also revealed. Their unity and solidarity are far inferior to those of the human race.

The Eagle King and the Demon Lord finally couldn't sit still. They appeared together, and with them, there appeared the half-step supreme from the Black Blood Realm, the strong man named Moxue.

The three half-step supremes told all races that they would personally take action to deal with the ghost tribe and escort all races.

After receiving the news, everyone felt relieved.

Their actions were also known to the human race at the first time. Fu Shengzun sent two flying sword talismans to Lin Moyu and Hao Shengzun respectively.

Two days later, the ghost tribe disappeared completely and never appeared again.

It seemed that the ghost tribe was afraid of the half-step supremes and fled from the starry sky.

Not only the ghost tribe, but also Hao Shengzun's team withdrew.

After going through hardships again and again, the moving operation can finally proceed smoothly.

All races went to their destinations, licking their wounds.

After this battle, it is unknown how long it will take to recover.

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The three half-step supremes stood in the starry sky, and each of them had a very gloomy aura.

The Demon Lord's face was filled with anger, and he gnashed his teeth, "Now it is certain that the Ghost Clan is actually the subordinates of the human race."

The Eagle King's voice was as cold as ice, "I felt strange before, why did the Ghost Clan appear after we went to war with the human race instead of earlier or later?"

"Now that I think about it, some of the news about the Ghost Clan was released by the human race."

The Demon Lord whispered, "Have you noticed that the human race seems to know everything about our actions."

Not only the Demon Lord, but the Eagle King also had a similar feeling.

No matter what decision they made, the human race seemed to know it in advance and deal with it.

Moxue said coldly, "We have fought with the human race for many years, and the human race is much stronger than you and I can imagine."

"There should be a surveillance system left by the human race in ancient times in the starry sky, so we have to be careful in many actions."

"In fact, this time our loss is the biggest."

The Black Blood Realm had just appeared, and one person died in the Other Shore Realm, and two died in the Saint Venerable Realm. The loss was actually very huge.

Mo Xue was angry, but the people of the Black Blood Realm were like mummies, and their emotions were not clearly revealed.

The Demon Lord asked, "Do you have any information about the Ghost Clan in your clan?"

Mo Xue shook his head, "No, when we went to war with the human race, the Ghost Clan did not participate."

The Ghost Clan was used to suppress the rebellion, and the Ghost Clan did not appear in the battle with the Black Blood Realm.

This also led to them knowing nothing about the Ghost Clan and not knowing how to target them.