"Hahaha, I have a real life of three hundred years. Is this a harm! All the laws are not invaded, and all evil things seem to be stronger than the body of a demigod." Luo Yang sensed slightly and found that the golden mist lingering above the skill tree became strong, as if he was about to break through at any time and merge with the meteorological conditions given by the black book.

"Strange, this has condensed into True Life. Can it be enhanced if it breaks out?" Luo Yang changed his mind and stopped paying attention to this matter. Now he just feels that gaining True Life has indescribable benefits for the body. He has not had the chance to try it. Maybe there is no chance today because he wants to control the pagoda.

The black and undead tribes pressed against the formation, and the giant warships with a length of more than 50 kilometers in the distance were bombing in clusters. They failed to take down the pagoda, so they naturally had to send troops to fight with the enemy in close combat.

Fortunately, Fan Yingluo's command was ready, and millions of blue and red lights flew out of the pagoda. Many demon bees exploded and formed a whirlpool of space. As long as the undead tribe falls into it, they will be destroyed and even the life beads cannot be preserved.

"What is this?" Seeing the huge demon bees breaking one after another, they formed a vortex, the undead were extremely frightened.

Can you not be frightened? Even if fortune-telling beads are sucked in by the pagoda, they don’t think that the enemy has the ability to digest them in a short period of time. But 10% of these strange vortexes will directly crush the life beads.

Some of the undead people who still have intelligence are desperately escaping from abroad. They know that they are timid and do not want the life bead to be destroyed. However, the space vortex spreads very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it has spread all over all directions. Many paralyzed giant warships nearby are pulled by force and slowly gather to form fortifications.

In this way, both the "fortifications" of the warships and the space vortex have formed layers of obstacles to the undead who launched the charge, and they will disappear before they can fly near the pagoda.

Luo Yang suddenly said, "Stop the attack and look at mine."

Fan Yingluo nodded. She was just taking some time to prepare. Today's battle will inevitably evolve into a protracted battle. There are so many giant warships scattered in the void that they will not allow an enemy ship to exist, so there will be a fight next. Since Luo Yang spoke, he would have to see what methods this human war saint has, and maybe it can bring her surprises.

The pagoda was divided into thirty-three layers, and the nine floors at the bottom suddenly swayed, and the doors were opened one after another. Then the door was terrifying suction, which sucked the nearby undead into the tower and disappeared.

Luo Yang's mind showed a picture. There was a thick black fog hanging down at the bottom of the pagoda, gradually forming a black waterfall, pouring on the remains of the body, forming fine lines on the surface of the body, quickly disappearing.

Time was not long, and the mechanical remains stored in the nine-story space under the pagoda began to shake and attacked the undead nearby. In less than two or three minutes, a strange noise was heard, and many broken machinery supported their bodies. A faint light flashed in the mechanical eyes, looking at the world that had been sleeping for billions of years, and there were corpses behind them.

Luo Yang let out a light breath. No established legions appeared at present. Most of the undead people rushing up are cannon fodder, and the difficulty of elimination is relatively low. It just so happens that sufficient dark energy has been accumulated under the ninth floor of the pagoda, which can awaken the ancient mechanical wreckage, allowing them to gradually adapt to high-intensity combat and be promoted in battle.

"Excellent!" Fan Yingluo couldn't help but exclaim when he saw Luo Yang's points rise. However, the vortex of space opened outside the pagoda brought a lot of points to her subordinates, and he felt that Luo Yang's score was nothing.

With the vast territory and foundation of the imperial clan, if the total points are less than 10,000 times that of Luoyang, it will be considered a failure.

You should know that the gap between the human race and the imperial race is more than ten thousand times. She, Fan Yingluo, is just the most outstanding person in the imperial race. There are many strong people working tirelessly below, and her status that can last forever cannot be shaken by one person.

Thinking of this, Fan Yingluo's mood improved slightly. Even if she didn't want to admit it, Luo Yang did put some pressure on her. The stronger her mind was, the more uncomfortable she felt when the other party achieved good results.

There are so many space vortexes outside, and many undead tribes are eliminated. As long as the remaining undead tribes are approached, they will be sucked into the tower.

If it can continue, the battle will become particularly easy. However, this is impossible. After the initial panic and adjustment, many giant warships have recovered their ability to move, turned around and drove towards the battlefield, and fired bombardment before they arrived.

"Boom, rumble, rumble..."

The pagoda was shaking, which showed how violent the artillery was. The "fortifications" that were pulled to the nearby warships collapsed. Fortunately, the space vortex was extremely mysterious and blocked most of the attacks. Even so, the breakthrough speed of the Death Light Cannon was far beyond Luo Yang's expectations.

"Defense!" The pagoda ejected out billions of hexagonal armor, quickly gathering into huge shields, and the number surged to thousands of faces, covering the tower and forming a "football".

The attack was extremely fierce. As long as it could break the pagoda, the undead tribe didn't care how much cannon fodder was invested before, and it was destroyed together with the cannon fodder.

Fan Yingluo sneered: "Common tactics are used to restrain them with massive cannon fodder, and then bombard them at any cost. Be careful, the death cannons of these warships are much more powerful than the data given by intelligence."

A few minutes later, Luo Yang was a little overwhelmed by the attack of the undead. The "football" with giant shields was collapsing, and hexagonal armor could only be poured out to fight with the enemy.

Shi Gu spoke and said loudly: "It's not time to let the pagoda compete for basic defense. Let me leave it to you. Thanks to the Goddess of Time for causing the disorder of the time coefficient, making it a paradise for the near-Earth Cloud Realm a paradise for exerting the power of time."

Luo Yang was delighted: "Can you reverse time? Restore those broken defensive armor to the amount before the battle."

"Haha, what about dreaming? Even if time can be reversed, such a precious opportunity cannot be used to restore defensive armor? Besides, I am far from it! I can't reverse it at all. I can only collect the power of the Goddess of Time, create local decay on those warships, causing muzzles or propulsion devices to collapse, and cause various accidents."

It was a time to speak, and it was a time to be quick, and Shi Gu took action.

The giant warship that was rushing to the distance was in trouble. It either exploded in the death cannon or tilted the stern. Then the ship could not control the direction and collided towards other warships.

Chaos blossomed in full swing, and problems occurred in many key locations, greatly reducing the attacks encountered by the pagoda.

"Beautiful job!" Luo Yang waved his fist and could influence so many giant warships. Shi Gu was extremely rewarding. No matter how powerful the pagoda is, it would be impossible to deal with so many warships.

Happiness is only one aspect, but in fact he is full of surprise: "I didn't expect that the decay power of Goddess of Time is so powerful that the remaining power can cause strategic damage to a large-scale range."

"Dong, dun, dun..."

A bell rang out above Shi Gu's head, white light overflowed in his eyes, and he said, "The ultimate judgment is to eliminate aliens, send the undead tribe into the cycle of reincarnation, return, return..."

The voice echoed in the void, and the vast area suddenly fell into silence, presenting a strange scene...
Chapter completed!