One of the alien races Liu Wuxie knew was the Dark Race.

"Kill them all and plunder their flesh and blood. From now on, this piece of heaven belongs to us, the Dark Tribe."

A huge rat shouted loudly, and a large number of aliens rushed forward. Their target was the Temple of Heaven.

Most of the monks in the Lower Three Realms gathered around the Temple of Heaven to seek shelter.

"Expel the aliens and return my heavenly domain!"

Du Tianhua gave an order, and the disciples, elders, and senior officials of the sect all entered combat mode.

All monks regard death as home.

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

One after another, high-pitched voices resounded throughout the sky, and all the monks were venting their inner anger.

"Sir, we have arrived at the Temple of Heaven. They were the ones who nearly destroyed our entire alien race back then. Today we must kill everyone in the Temple of Heaven."

More and more foreigners are coming. This is just the previous army, numbering in the hundreds of thousands.

Among them, those who are powerful in the true god realm fill the sky.

"kill!"

The strength of the foreigner who is called "Sir" is even more unfathomable, and he can vaguely feel the fluctuations of the laws of the God Realm.

The battle is about to begin!

Facing the powerful alien army, the human monks were constantly being thrown away and were no match at all.

In just a few breaths of time, more than a few thousand human monks died at the hands of aliens.

The Temple of Heaven suffered heavy losses, and the four palace masters fought bloody battles.

Du Tianhua stood quietly and proudly in the void, with his fists clenched tightly and his eyes filled with a look of death.

"Master, I may have to live up to your expectations. I didn't expect that the Heavenly Temple, which has been passed down for millions of years, would be destroyed in my hands."

Du Tianhua's eyes were about to burst, and he watched helplessly as his disciples died in battle, but was unable to do anything.

"boom!"

The four of them, Huo Rong, Long Baili, Feng Tianlie, and Xiao Jue, were all thrown away and were shaken so much that blood spewed from their mouths.

"Children of Tiandaotang, are you afraid?"

Mu Tianli stood proudly in the sky and shouted loudly to all the members of Tiandaotang.

"Don't be afraid!"

There are nearly ten thousand members of the Tiandao Hall, and almost all the geniuses from the immortal world came up.

"All my sons, come with me to fight. Even if the last person dies in battle, don't take a step back."

After Mu Tianli finished speaking, he jumped up and rushed towards the sky.

Hua Feiyu, Bi Gongyu, Shi Wa, Murong Yi, Chen Ruoyan, Fan Ya, Ye Linghan, Jian Xinger and others, armed with weapons, fought together with the aliens.

The Liu family is dominated by Liu Dashan, who leads the younger members of the Liu family to fight against the foreign tribes.

Xu Yilin led Hu Shi, Lan Yu and others, and soon a scuffle broke out with the aliens.

Blood dyed the sky red, but no one retreated.

Even though he knew he was going to die, he had no intention of backing down.

Ancient jade transformed into a dragon and was entangled with a huge alien race, and you came and went.

The painting sage held the brush and sketched the sky and the earth, and several aliens died.

The two giant brothers Nie Huan and Nie Zheng relied on their powerful bodies to resist most of the aliens, but their bodies were already covered in blood.

Han Feizi stands proudly in the sky, dressed in white clothes, pure and white, holding a long sword, and there are more than a dozen corpses of aliens lying around him.

Blood dripped down the sword, but Han Feizi's brows were furrowed.

It is difficult for humans to win this battle.
Chapter completed!