The governor of the Destroyed Banshee clan stood in the sky like a king, with his arms wide open.

Billions of inspectors of the fallen banshee clan, they stood in the sky in black, looking up at their king.

Don't look at every inspector of the Destroyed Banshee tribe, every Selected Banshee tribe, is the supreme king on their planet. And on the competitive planet, they become ordinary members.

The kings who can be born among the billions of kings have first-class strength and wisdom.

Among the billions of kings, they are absolutely obedient.

The special history lets them know that they need to be united forever, otherwise in this kind of competition, the fallen banshee may once again become a plaything for other tribes. All this is what they do not want to see.

The united and united banshees are absolutely terrible, and this is why they can become the top ten races.

Now, they sensed the aura, the breath of crisis, that their king emitted.

If it weren't for this, their king wouldn't have done this.

More and more inspectors of the Destroyed Banshee clan appeared. The Destroyed Banshee clan has always maintained a huge number of personnel on the competitive planet in order to deal with all possible crises.

Soon, more than 300 million inspectors of the Destroyed Banshee clan filled the sky.

The governor of the Destroyed Banshee Clan put down his open arms, looked at the endless tribe members, and showed an extremely charming smile.

I have to say that this kind of charm is fascinating.

When it comes to the fallen banshee clan, I don’t know how many tribesmen are showing fanaticism. They are hermaphrodites and can be converted into another type and exercised with another tribe when necessary.

Their king is enough to attract them and make them thrill.

The governor of the Destroyed Banshee Clan pressed his hand and it suddenly became silent.

"Just just now, the number one human began to attack vertically and came downward in a fierce momentum. The Baxing clan is over, and next it will be the Storm clan, and then we will fall into the Descendant Banshee clan."

The governor of the Destroyed Banshee clan said in a deep voice. Its voice was not as pure and crisp as pure, but the charm of a woman who had reached the extreme. It squinted its eyes and said, "This is an era of alliances, so the arrival of human beings is actually the action of the three tribes."

"The top three races are so powerful that we can't compete with."

"It's not embarrassing to judge the situation."

"We have experienced countless hardships before we ushered in the current situation. Therefore, all this cannot be destroyed in our hands. Avoiding their sharpness, planning and accumulating strength are the reasons why our fallen banshee tribe can eventually become the overlord of one side."

"So, I need your help to get out of the current predicament."

The governor of the Desolate Banshee clan once again raised his arm and said loudly: "Talk your energy into my hands, let us move the competitive planet and get rid of human hunting. Then, hide us in the darkness, we will become hunters, and humans will become our prey."

"As long as we are still alive, everything has a chance."

"Together, we will fight against the three-horse alliances formed by humans until they are pulled down from the altar."

The words of the Governor of the Dead Banshee Clan made countless inspectors of the Dead Banshee Clan become excited. They all followed the Governor of the Dead Banshee Clan, held their arms high, and responded and roared with the Governor of the Dead Banshee Clan.

No race can oppress the fallen banshee clan.

Any race that wants to turn them into playthings will destroy it to hell.

At this moment, the resentment of the fallen banshee clan towards humanity reached its peak.

"I would like to offer my strength to the Lord."

"I would like to offer my strength to the Lord."

"I would like to offer my strength to the Lord."

"I would like to offer my strength to the Lord."

"I want to..."

Over the entire competitive city of the banshee clan, all the inspectors muttered themselves. They were like preparing for some kind of ritual, contributing their strength to the supreme governor.

The Desolate Banshee tribe is a magic branch in the cultivation civilization, and their use of energy is completely beyond imagination.

Countless incredible magics were created in their hands.

This kind of magic that gives his own power to the governor is a very profound magic among the Destroyed Banshee clan, which is not something that ordinary Destroyed Banshee clan can master.

But when they arrived at the inspectors, mastering these magic was nothing.

What the governor of the Destroyed Banshee tribe wants now is their power.

Concentrate the power of all tribes on oneself, then break the boundaries, break the laws of the universe set by God, and then use the supreme energy to move the competitive planet set by God here.

Such a ability is not possessed by any race.

If you just sink into the banshee's governor himself, you will not be able to accomplish this feat, so it requires the power of all tribesmen. It is like a power of faith. When it reaches a certain amount, it will cause qualitative changes.

"The Dead Banshee will be proud of you." The governor of the Dead Banshee clan said loudly.

The next moment, the governor of the Destroyed Banshee clan soared into the sky and rushed out of the competitive planet.

The inspectors of the fallen Banshee clan, who also followed their governors, also soared into the sky, rushed out of the competitive planet, and then stood in the starry sky.

Moving a competitive planet is definitely beyond imagination.

You should know that the competitive planet is a light-year star, and the diameter starting from a light-year is so big?

The light-year star, which is even bigger than the solar system, stands in front of it, and is no different from dust.

They are covered with this starry sky, dark and endless.

Under the glossy reflection of the competitive planet, their faces were filled with fanaticism.

The special nature of the Destroyed Banshee clan lies in their unity. From the moment the Destroyed Banshee clan appeared, they were bullied and they were always playthings. In order not to let the Destroyed Banshee clan destroy the tribe, countless races will force them to do many things, such as using their androgynous special nature to keep them in a cage until they become two, two become four, and four become eight.

This is also the reason why the number of fallen banshee tribes is huge. It is not what they want, but it becomes huge under the pressure of other races.

The moment when the Descendant Banshee stood up, those races regretted it.

Because of their greed, the amount this race possesses has reached a terrifying level. When they explode, the energy generated leads to the extermination of their race.

The extremely united fallen banshee clan is absolutely terrible.

And this kind of unity is the reason for this kind of magic, which requires all the fallen banshees to release their energy without reservation.

The governor of the Desolate Banshee clan was standing in front at this time, and it stretched out its arm, and then its arm burst out with light.

Time is precious, and the governor of the Desolate Banshee tribe does not know when humans can solve the Storm Clan competitive planet. Anyway, there is really not much time left for it. The Storm Clan’s galaxy where the Storm Clan is located is unpredictable, but it is absolutely impossible to bother humans for too long.

It can be said that the time is now won by the Storm Clan for their sacrifices.

“Buzz…”

The energy used by the governor of the Desolate Banshee tribe breaks through the laws of the universe and allows the sound to spread here.

As the arm of the fallen Banshee tribe tribe stroked, a pattern was formed in front of it, full of profound symbols.

"Grandmen, give me your strength."

The governor of the Decayed Banshee tribe roared, and it turned into a black hole.

Among the hundreds of millions of inspectors of the Destroyed Banshee clan, energy lights lit up and shot towards the Governor of the Destroyed Banshee clan. These energy was directly absorbed by the Governor of the Destroyed Banshee clan, making it bigger.

Countless energy lights gathered on all directions to the Governor of the Destroyed Banshee Clan, making the Governor of the Destroyed Banshee Clan become larger at an incredible speed.

The size of the fallen banshee tribe is similar to that of humans.

But in this breath, the governor of the Desolate Banshee clan was already even larger than the earth, and it was far from the end. In the next breath, it exceeded the size of the sun.

The governor of the Destroyed Banshee tribe moved and took a big step forward.

Hundreds of millions of energy lights followed the governor of the Destroyed Banshee clan, stretching longer.

If you look far away, you will see hundreds of millions of light connecting a terrifying giant.

The Governor of the Desolate Banshee tribe has become a giant composed of energy. Every step it takes is calculated in hundreds of millions of kilometers, and it is on the competitive planet in the blink of an eye. It is still too small compared to the competitive planet, but the Governor of the Desolate Banshee tribe is still getting bigger.

When the Governor of the Desolate Banshee tribe reached a terrifying 0.3 light-year high, it was still big or small from the competitive planet, but it was no longer so big.

"In the name of sinking..."

The voice of the governor of the Desolate Banshee tribe sounded. It opened its arms and burst out with a terrifying light, but it continued to grow, allowing these arms to surround the competitive planet, and then hugged the competitive planet tightly.

There is a smell of an ant lifting an object several times larger than itself, but it is enough to make people feel shocked.

The governor of the Desolate Banshee tribe transformed his energy, and countless light spots appeared around the competitive planet. It was spinning rapidly, and in several breaths, it incredibly formed a vortex surrounding the competitive planet and it.

The vortex was spinning, turning the central area into darkness.

“Ahhhh…”

Countless inspectors of the Destroyed Banshee clan gritted their teeth at this moment, releasing all their energy, and used a joint force to transmit it to the governor of the Destroyed Banshee clan.

They know that now is the most important time to move the competitive planet and get out of here.

The face of the governor of the Descendant of the Banshee tribe became distorted, and its beautiful face was extremely ferocious and terrifying. Its eyes were bloodshot, almost giving the eyes a feeling of explosion.

With the roar, the vortex became bigger and deeper.

And in the vortex, countless symbols are jumping, composed of light and energy, and seemingly releasing a certain force that breaks through the laws of the universe and breaks the balance of a certain point in the universe.

When countless symbols collided and an incredible power burst out, the competitive planet fell into it at this moment, and then disappeared in the twist of the light.

Whether it is the governor of the Dead Banshee Clan or the countless inspectors of the Dead Banshee Clan here, they all disappeared with the disappearance of the competitive planet.

The huge planet that originally existed here disappeared.
Chapter completed!