"The Storm Clan's competitive planet was destroyed, the Storm Clan lost the qualification of the chosen race, and the race was erased."

Once again, the cruel universe broadcast rang out, and it spread to the ears of every chosen tribe in the 100,000 beads in the world of five thousand beads.

Every inspector, supervisor, or governor, was stunned when he heard this news and fell into silence. Even though he had heard this kind of cosmic broadcast more than a dozen times now, there was still a stir in their hearts.

A feeling of sadness from the rabbit and the fox came to their hearts, making them feel indescribable.

Who will be the next erased race?

No one knows.

It is this unknown that has made countless race governors turn manic in their irritability. They know that if they don’t want to be erased, they need to be stronger than other races and become strong.

Inevitably, under this influence, competition has become even more intense.

Many governors silently put away their manic expressions and continued to fight for the survival of the race.

In the endless universe.

The governor of the Destroyed Banshee tribe stood in this dark universe, his eyes showing a cold light.

It is still so enchanting at this moment.

This kind of enchantment that naturally comes from instinct is the most deadly. Even if there is no life here, no one can appreciate its beauty, but it is instinct and there is no need to deliberately show anything.

"Sure enough, the Storm Clan is over."

He murmured to himself, and a look of gratitude appeared on the face of the governor of the Dead Banshee clan. The next moment, the governor of the Dead Banshee clan changed into a hint of joy on the face of the Dead Banshee clan.

Of course I heard the universe broadcast just now. It was really a little cold in my heart at the beginning, and humans were still too powerful. I used a crushing method and a vertical strike to erase the Baxing clan and the Storm clan.

If you count carefully, there are probably more than ten races that have fallen into human hands, and they have formed a fear of humans.

But now, the look of the fallen banshee governor is relaxed.

The fear that humans bring to countless races is precisely where it can be used. The more feared you are, the more you want to struggle to survive. Make good use of this, it can do something and build a powerful alliance that can compete with humans.

Moreover, this alliance is no longer a three-horse pattern, but a hundred-horse alliance.

It is impossible for the three races to simply win over the second or the three races to stop humans. Just like the alliance between the Baxing tribe, the Storm tribe and the Destroyed Banshee tribe, it is too fragile. The human strike made them breathless and they were crushed.

If you can be promoted to the Hundred Tribe Alliance, you can form a Hundred Tribe Alliance. One clan only needs to issue 100 million patrol envoys, which is a hundred billion patrol envoys, and one clan has two hundred million, which is a large army of up to 20 billion patrol envoys.

If this army is advanced, let alone humans, even if the three human races join forces, they will only be crushed.

"What a great opportunity."

The governor of the Destroyed Banshee tribe smiled, and this smile from the bottom of his heart was fascinating.

The fear created by humans has become its opportunity. If you don’t make good use of it, you don’t have to compete and just stop yourself as soon as possible.

The next stop, humans must be targeting their own tribe members.

Fortunately, the unity of the Destroyed Banshee clan, and this kind of joint effort, can bring great movement and remove the Destroyed Banshee clan from the human butcher's knife. The Destroyed Banshee clan is completely hidden in the darkness and turns into a poisonous snake, giving the three tribes a fatal blow to the human race at any time.

With a smile, the governor of the banshee clan moved away.

…………

Lu Chuan kept working hard because he knew that the two cosmic broadcasts were enough to alarm the fallen banshee clan.

If the speed is not fast enough, it may cost a considerable price to win the other party.

The Baxing tribe and the Storm tribe Lu Chuan can see through it, but Lu Chuan cannot see through this fallen banshee tribe. From the profit-making information, Lu Chuan was stunned, especially their inspectors, whose beautiful faces were too in line with human aesthetics, and they made people feel suffocated.

The more this happens, the more Lu Chuan wants to solve the fallen banshee clan, so as not to have a huge impact on humans.

The death of the governor of the Storm Clan happened to happen after the Baxing clan was erased. Lu Chuan had reason to believe that the death of the governor of the Storm Clan was related to the governor of the Destroyed Banshee. However, it was not killed by the governor of the Destroyed Banshee, and this needs to be verified.

The method Lu Chuan used to use the mother star of the banshee clan is also the same old method.

Find the inspector of the Destroyed Banshee clan, and then use the illusion of the water elves to get the location of the competitive planet... Without hesitation, he rushed over with King Kong and Tisna as fast as possible.

But……

The eyes are empty and endless darkness, where is the shadow of the banshee's competitive planet?

"How could this happen?" Lu Chuan was surprised.

Tisna frowned: "Can the memory of this influential banshee inspector is wrong?"

Lu Chuan shook his head and said, "Impossible, this is its deep real memory, there will be no mistakes. It's strange, why did the big competitive planet disappear?"

King Kong did not participate in the topic, and it always followed Lu Chuan.

Tisna made her point: “Will they move the competitive planet elsewhere?”

The more you think about it, the more likely it is.

Lu Chuan's brows frowned and nodded. This sinking banshee tribe is a bit weird. Lu Chuan has also done the moving planet. Didn't Mela Star himself cross the beads and get them back to the Milky Way to be placed in the Milky Way? The other party can indeed move the competitive planet away.

The question is, moving the competitive planet is absolutely simple, almost something that is inhuman, and how did the Destroyed Banshee tribe transfer?

No matter how much Lu Chuan doesn't believe it, the facts are the facts. The competitive planet of the Descendant Banshee clan is indeed no longer here.

This matter has become tricky.

Lu Chuan thought for a while and said, "Let's go back for now and keep an eye on our bead world. If there is any abnormal movement, please inform each other immediately."

The Universe Communicator has given Tisna and King Kong, and also noted the communicator number in their hands, so you can directly find yourself to make a call. With this one, the ventilation between each other becomes quick.

You can notify any matter as soon as possible.

The existence of the movement of thoughts can be reached in milliseconds, so there is no need to worry about being broken and eaten by the other party one by one because of the separation of the three tribes.

Tisna and King Kong had no objection. This incident of the fallen banshee tribe disrupted their plans. It was indeed to take advantage of these times to adjust the affairs of the race.

Taking over the Ba Xing Clan and the Storm Clan can be said to have benefited a lot from the Bone Wing Clan and the Metal Clan, but Lu Chuan did not get anything.

Lu Chuan didn't care much. Judgment points are important, but he really wanted to do it, not impossible.

This time, the original intention was to bring the Bone-Winged Clan and the Metal Clan so that they would not fall behind too much. Otherwise, if other races surpassed them, things would be difficult to do. Now the three races are separated and they are free and free. It is not difficult to earn judgment points.

Looking at Tisna and King Kong leaving, Lu Chuan looked at the empty star field here and breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that things are not as simple as I imagined.

These races cannot sit and wait for death. This is the survival of the race. They will become crazy. Whenever there is a glimmer of chance, they will do their best. Under this kind of white heat, who is not fighting for their own life?

It is certain that if you want to get the qualification of a level 5 governor, you will have twists and turns.

"No matter what you face, you must win, and you must win, because... this is a competition that you can't afford to lose."

Lu Chuan murmured to himself and left here immediately.

Next, there are too many things to be busy with.

…………

Black Dragon Clan beads.

The governor of the Destroyed Banshee clan held his arms and stood in front of a huge galaxy.

This galaxy takes the form of a vortex, but it is not big, only 30,000 light-years.

This kind of galaxy is considered a small galaxy in the universe.

but……

This galaxy is famous because it is a galaxy born by the Selected Clan, and the Black Dragon Clan ruled here. Their extremely powerful physical civilization can traverse the universe with its strong physical body. The 30,000 light-year range is the area where they move.

Especially after their bodies break through the limitations of the universe, they can forcibly enter subspace and span light years beyond.

The governor of the Destroyed Banshee tribe just stood like this, his eyes calm.

At this time, dozens of huge black dragons rushed out of the meteorite belt of this galaxy. Their size reached an astonishing 20,000 meters long. After spreading their wings, they were considered to be wing lengths, reaching more than 50,000 meters, or more than 2,000 kilometers. They were completely a Black Dragon tribe, a country of humans on Earth.

When put into the universe, their size is actually insignificant. Take the gold-swallowing beast as an example. In front of the gold-swallowing beast, the Black Dragon tribe members became the size of plankton.

But the petite body of the governor of the Desolate Banshee tribe was like dust in front of the Black Dragon tribe.

But the governor of the Destroyed Banshee clan was very calm, just floating in the universe, watching the arrival of the Black Dragon clan.

That's right, these are just ordinary Black Dragon tribe members, not even the chosen ones. In the eyes of the governor of the Destroyed Banshee tribe, they are big, but they are as insignificant as dust. As long as it is willing, it can kill them with a breath.

But ordinary Black Dragon tribe members are so powerful that they ignore the universe. Without the chosen ones and the inspectors, they are completely overlords in the universe.

When they saw the governor of the Dead Banshee clan, dozens of Black Dragon tribe members lined up in front of the governor of the Dead Banshee clan.

One of the Black Dragon tribe members even extended his huge head to the Governor of the Desolate Banshee. It opened its mouth slightly and its lips were turning. The Governor of the Desolate Banshee tribe was not even as good as his own teeth, and it should be said that it was more than a hundred times smaller than his own teeth.

A alien who dares to break in here is simply seeking death.

As the guardians of the Black Dragon Clan, their responsibility is to protect the edges of the galaxy and prevent other alien races from invading. In other words, they are the best among the Black Dragon Clan and the real strong.

The governor of the Destroyed Banshee tribe sneered and reached out to a little in the void: "Get out, you are not qualified yet, let your king come out to see me."

The Black Dragon Clan King in this universe is the chosen one of the Black Dragon Clan and has grown into an inspector.

The governor of the Desolate Banshee clan simply grabbed it, time solidified, and these black dragons could not even move. Then, they pulled them away directly, especially the Black Dragons who stretched their heads in front of him. The governor of the Desolate Banshee clan bounced his fingers in the void, and was bombarded with huge force under the huge force and disappeared in front of them in the blink of an eye.

After a long time, a light flashed behind him. The Black Dragon clan member collided with a planet and knocked the planet out.

The governor of the Destroyed Banshee Clan was extremely simple and thrust, but it caused a huge wave in their hearts. They were strong men in the Black Dragon Clan, but they didn't even have room to resist. Why didn't they be surprised?

What kind of powerful existence will this little bit in front of you be?
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