In the face of today's punishment, Lu Yu was as small as an ant.
However, Heaven Punishment was full of joy, constantly making neighing noises representing joy, and still rubbing against Lu Yu, like a child of several thousand tons.
"Don't go with me this time." Lu Yu patted Tian Pu's head, just like an ant slapped an elephant, but Tian Pu was instantly obedient, not noisy or noisy, just obediently watching like a child Landing Feather.
Its eyes are bigger than Lu Yu's entire body.
"You go back to the Pacific Ocean." Lu Yu said with a smile: "First be the number one giant beast in the Pacific Ocean, and then be the strongest beast of the Blue Star. When that time comes, I'll take you to the starry sky."
Heavenly Punishment seemed a little reluctant to part, and did not leave for a long time.
Lu Yu feigned anger: "Let's go soon!"
Tian Pu let out a clear and long cry, and then the huge body moved slowly, rushing towards the Pacific Ocean like a meteorite breaking through the sky, majestic and unparalleled.
Spring is fading, summer flowers are splendid, and it is midsummer.
Lu Yu raised his eyes and glanced at the dark starry sky in front of him, accompanied by Cang Sin in his waist silently, rushing towards the Haoyu, where the war was already spreading, moving forward.
"Keep up, keep up!" The global gods and demons followed Lu Yu.
Large fleets of centaur fleets have approached the moon.
The soldiers on the lunar defense line could already see the lights of the invaders' hulls.
The entire line of defense was full of tension, and many soldiers were sweating coldly on their foreheads, clenching their guns, knowing that they were about to face the centaur fleet that crushed the sky fleet.
A large number of federal reinforcements are still pouring into the moon.
The 400,000-kilometer cosmic road between the Blue Star and the moon is densely populated by indirect federal troops, and the military flags of Kyushu converge like a long dragon traversing the vast universe.
"The powerhouses of the Caesar Palace have reached the lunar defense line! A total of 356 tenth-order powerhouses have been dispatched! Most of the world's peak warriors have been gathered!"
"The Bei Ai Fleet has arrived at the line of defense! There are ten fleets in total, with more than 700 large and small battleships!"
"Nan Ai reinforcements are about to arrive!"
"The medical team of the Westland Branch has already entered the defense line!"
"The reinforcements from the Lielu Branch and the Sea and Land Branch will all participate in the defense line!"
In the headset of the defense line commander Wang Kai, reports continued to sound.
Standing beside him, Shen Changan looked around, the troops from various branches were densely packed, and he smiled bitterly: "This time, it is really the power of the world to fight."
While commanding the army to deploy, Major General Wang Kai responded: "Don't worry, this time, we all over the world will advance and retreat together. I believe that under the leadership of the Kyushu Federation and Lu Shen, we will be invincible!"
"Hopefully, this is a Star War about race and civilization." Shen Changan murmured worriedly.
On the far side of the moon, in the boundless darkness.
The dry face was quietly suspended in the endless darkness, and his eyes lightly glanced at the centaur army that was approaching the moon, his eyes were colder than Zhen Bing.
The flesh of the moon shook, and the huge bone dragon head protruded out of the surface of the moon, glanced at the centaur fleet, and immediately let out a tentative roar.
The meaning of the bone dragon is obvious, how dare Xiao Xiaoxiao step into Blue Star?
Don't you know that Blue Star is a restricted area in the universe?
This restricted area was created by my Blue Star clan with the blood of countless generations. So many martyrs died in the frontier and got the name of the restricted area. You small fleet of centaurs want to step into it?
Unfortunately, the dry face just said lightly: "Ophisor, don't be impulsive, this group of alien fleets are only from the civilizations of the Milky Way galaxy cluster."
The bone dragon slowly sank under the moon and continued to sleep.
The Dry Alliance returned to the flag of the Blue Star Federation, found a comfortable position to lie down, and casually looked at the centaur fleet not far away.
"Many years ago, did our Shangri-La civilization fight this civilization? Their battleships look so familiar, I feel like I've seen them somewhere."
"Forget it, I can't remember. There are not a hundred or eighty civilizations that we have fought in Shangri-La. I can't remember, it's old and old."
With a dry face, he retracted his gaze, and cast his gaze on the bright side of the moon, as if piercing the space, directly witnessing the boundless Kyushu army on the moon defense line.
He showed a gratified smile: "Yes, the civil war of the era has ended, and the defense line formed includes seven generations of human beings and six generations of human beings. Yes, they together form a brand new eight generations of human beings. ."
"Since you have already entered the Star Wars era, it will depend on your performance this time."
The dry face suddenly whispered to himself: "Do you want me to take action? Forget it, this level of invasion is not considered an extinct race. If the true gods of Pluto take action, then my old man will be fighting this cruel life. We also have to bring three other old men to fight."
"Old man Minghuang, you have been sleeping at the top of the World Tree for too long."
"And Bai Huang, how many years have you slept in that angelic virtual realm?"
"Gu Huang, I don't know if your **** is still alive in the ruins of the El Dorado base."
"When the emperor fell, our four emperors all withdrew from the frontier of the Milky Way and guarded the bronze emperor's coffin. Now the time has passed, and I haven't seen you for a long time."
"A bunch of bad old men, their lives are hard."
The dry face is like an old man, looking after himself, talking to himself, nagging, endless, the stories in his heart are overflowing, and it is too heavy about history, about civilization, and about perseverance.
"Commander, the moon is ahead."
"This is a satellite with an average radius of 1,700 kilometers. The resources are olivine and low-calcium pyroxene, and there is a small amount of water resources. The resources are relatively poor."
In the pure green giant battleship, the adjutant reported to the gray-eyed commander.
The gray-eyed commander sneered: "Also, the Blue Stars have arranged defense lines and troops on this satellite."
"Yes, that's right!"
"Hehe, they are concentrating their military forces, let us crush them in one fell swoop." The gray-eyed commander immediately ordered: "Condense the Mocha rays again, this time, I will crush the bones of the Blue Stars, I don't believe it, They can be so stubborn when facing the dead!"
"As ordered!"
After the pure green giant battleship, there are five rectangular battleships pulling together a light gray turret. This turret is very sci-fi, with a smooth and delicate body, and the assembly part is fierce and fierce. This fort is not bad.
This is the Mocha Battery, the super weapon of the Centaur galaxy.
A laser can penetrate small planets with a radius of no more than 1,000 kilometers. It is a well-deserved star destroyer!
Of course, the conditions for emitting Mocha rays are very harsh, and a huge amount of Mocha resources must be invested. This is a gray prismatic lens, which is worth a thousand gold per gram in the Centaur galaxy!
Chapter end
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