Xiao Yong and his entourage moved towards the set goal, and everyone felt that they had made a lot of progress along the way.

One day, Xiao Yong was moving forward, and suddenly saw that there were millions of human monks fleeing in embarrassment in front of him, and most of them were low-level monks, men and women, old and young, but there were not many young adults.

On the planet here, after a big planet floated by, those people were even more panicked; in the millions of miles behind them, tens of thousands of demons and bone clans appeared; next to them, there were countless battles, it was the true gods of the human race, the void gods, and the Martial Emperor, and even the Martial Emperor were fighting with the alien race. Behind the alien cultivators, there were hundreds of thousands of Martial Emperor-level alien races, who fanned forward to chase after them, killing those who were wounded and straggled.

It is clear that the Terrans on the opposite side have fallen into absolute inferiority, and it is only a matter of time before they are defeated and killed.

Xiao Yong could see that many monks were crying, and the vast majority of the Terrans had a desperate look on their faces, but in the eyes of many of them, there was still stubbornness. Those who are fighting with the alien race, they are bursting out with their strongest combat power, and they are not afraid of death, and those who are fleeing, the Martial Emperor, the Martial King, and the Martial Monarch have all grabbed at least two low-level low-level human races and are desperately flying forward.

But some of them gradually couldn't keep up, and no one reached out to rescue, because there were too many people to save them. I could only watch as I got closer and closer to the alien monks, and some were even shocked to death by the aftermath of the battle.

The direction of the Terran team's flight was the dark region of Hucong Star. In their eyes, the sight distance is very short, and eventually some of the clansmen should be able to escape the slaughter of the otherworldly monks.

Xiao Yong's side found those people first, Min Chenhui sent a message, asking for a fight, and the information from Saliwu, Ze Ming, and Jun Xuan arrived later, and they also made the same request.

The little dragon muttered beside him, this group of aliens is incredible, there are too many, but this is the best opportunity to take advantage of Long Xiao, you should give it a try.

Xiao's mother saw so many babies and young children, and so many teenagers, she couldn't bear it, and said, "The alien race is really damned." Yong'er, let's save as much as we can, the difference in strength is too great. ”

Xiao Yong was not in a hurry to make a decision and count the strength of both of them. There were more than 100,000 monks on the other side, of which 300 were true gods and 4,000 were void gods, and there were 76 true gods and 520 void gods in the hunted down Terran team.

In terms of quantity, the Seeker Sect plus that group of people is more than the alien race, but in terms of quality, the alien race is much stronger. The true god is less than thirty percent of the other party, and the void god is only a little more than half of the other party, and the difference in strength is quite obvious.

After a quick calculation, Xiao Yong sent a message, asking the True God to move closer to him when he flew forward, and when the Void God went to the rescue, the small formation adopted the Sancai Formation, and the large team formation adopted the Five Elements Formation.

The fleeing young and old saw the human monk appear in front of them, their eyes lit up with hope, but their eyes dimmed again when they saw that there were only four true gods. The difference in strength is too great to solve the problem at all.

But someone came to help, and their demeanor was no longer as anxious as before, and their strength increased again.

A Martial Emperor shouted, "Seniors in front, please don't continue to rush here, the difference in strength is too great, you can't be sent to death here." Please leave, today

After that, kill more beasts from the other world, and avenge the death of my Divine Dragon Continent!"

A little boy was also a Martial Emperor, he was holding two children from the Martial King Realm who were flying rapidly, and he also shouted in a milky voice, "Seniors, please help us take a few seeds away to keep our clan immortal." ”

Hearing this little boy's words, Xiao Yong was surprised, this was not something that a person of his age could say, so he said in a loud voice, "You just go forward and don't speak, so as not to waste your strength for no reason." Those of the Martial Emperor Realm Rank carry the clansmen back, the void gods and the true gods, and block the speed of the alien race!"

In such a situation, Emperor Wu played very little role, it was better to protect the clansmen to evacuate quickly;

After those monks who were blocking the alien race heard Xiao Yong's shout, a true god shouted, "Listen to that fellow Daoist, Emperor Wu helped the clansmen evacuate, and the rest of the people moved closer and fought to the death!"

The vast majority of the Martial Emperors obeyed the order of the true god, turned around and ran towards those low-level monks, grabbing them and flying rapidly, and a small number of Martial Emperors did not leave the battlefield, and they burst out with greater potential.

The distance of fifteen million miles is not very far for a monk at the level of Martial Emperor or above, and for Xiao Yong, under normal circumstances, it is at most half a cup of tea time.

Soon, Xiao Yong and the others passed by those Terrans. Many people stopped, wanting Xiao Yong and the others to bow, and shouted "Thank you seniors!"

Listening to their milky or immature voices, Xiao Yong's heart was a little sour, and he became more angry with the alien race. In the past, they had not encountered the Terrans being hunted down by aliens on a large scale, but today they did, and they saw those low-level monks who had fallen behind being shocked to death by the aftermath of the battle, or killed by the Martial Emperor-level aliens behind, and some were even directly caught by the demon cultivators and stuffed into their mouths.

Looking at this group of low-level monks who had escaped, Xiao Yong shouted, "Evacuate from both sides, and a passage will flow out in the middle! Fellow Daoists, leave us in the middle, you are responsible for the two wings!"

The True God who had given the order earlier shouted, "This fellow Daoist, I am Yan Zhan, and I am the patriarch of the Yan Clan. For all of you to lend a helping hand, my Yan clan is grateful. However, the difference in strength between the enemy and us is too great, and we can only retreat and keep some seeds, so please take evacuation measures. ”

Xiao Yong laughed, "Patriarch Yan, the real battle hasn't started yet, so you can't think too far. Please also let me and others take care of it, and you can stop the otherworldly monks on both sides to prevent them from continuing to chase. ”

A bone clan true god moved his jaw and laughed loudly, "Plus one dragon, it's only six true gods, and there are two thousand void gods, with this little bit of power, you want to stop me from pushing the Divine Dragon Continent across?"

Ze Ming, Saliwu, Min Chenhui, and Jun Xuan came to Xiao Yong's left and right, facing the alien race rushing in front of them in a line.

Min Chenhui laughed, "Such bones should be very enjoyable to fight, I didn't know that a bunch of bones like yours could withstand a few sticks from this god." ”

Xiao Yong stretched out his hand and grabbed the low-level monk who was still running rapidly in front of him, and then moved to 500,000 li behind him.

Those who were transferred all shouted, "Thank you, seniors." "Some bowed to several people in the air,

The kid who was holding the two Martial Kings turned around and bowed to Xiao Yong, allowing Xiao Yong to send them to the rear.

Soon, the front was empty, and there were only rushing aliens.

Seeing that nearly half of the clan members were transferred away by Xiao Yong and the four of them, many people in the Yan clan showed a look of surprise. The low-ranking monks are envious and worshipful, and the high-ranking monks are ashamed. They were protecting their clansmen, but they only cared about fighting, and did not send high-ranking monks to transfer their clansmen.

The Yan are a warlike race, and when an enemy invades, their first reaction is to repel the opponent and protect their ancestral land. The invaders they encountered this time were so powerful that they had no power to resist them, so they had to fight and retreat.

Facing the five Xiao Yong people lined up in a row, the alien chasing team did not slow down, but continued to rush forward with a roar. In their eyes, these five humans are just a wave of shock.

Originally, it was only a distance of more than 800,000 li, but after Xiao Yong and the other four transferred the low-level cultivator of the Yan Clan behind them, the monk from the other world had already come to 100,000 li in front of them.

The true god of the bone clan laughed loudly, "That little dragon, you are also a true god, if you continue to entangle that human being, aren't you afraid of being crushed and killed by us?"

Xiaolong flew up from Xiao Yong's wrist, and while enlarging his body, he shouted, "Such a little bone, such a little demon cub, you don't need Ben Long to make a move at all." Since this skeleton of yours wants to die so much, let you wait to see our power. ”

The Yan people who were transferred behind him saw a five-clawed golden dragon appear in the sky above Xiao Yong, and a look of surprise appeared on their faces.

The Martial Emperor Realm kid let go of the two Martial Kings in his hand, and said in a milky voice, "The Golden Dragon was born, and my Divine Dragon Continent has been saved." ”

Those two martial kings are his playmates, and when he said this, he hurriedly paid attention to this.

The boy snorted, "I used to ask you to read more, but you were just playful. That's what it says in the family books, but I don't know why. ”

The kid on the left said, "It's worth it to see the five-clawed golden dragon fighting, and dying in time." ”

The Martial Emperor Realm kid snorted, "That senior dared to block the enemy, which means that he is very powerful." Maybe we don't need to run to the Dark Lands and can return to the Ancestral Star. ”

Yan Zhan and the others followed Xiao Yong's advice, and they no longer blocked in front of the alien race, but flew separately to the sides, concentrating the high-end combat power of the clansmen to block the enemies on both sides.

However, when they were fighting, they glanced at Xiao Yong and Xiaolong from time to time, wanting to see what kind of methods they were going to use to stop those alien races.

At this level, they believed that these five people and Xiaolong would not be blindly arrogant and take the initiative to send them to death.

When there were still fifty thousand miles away, the void god team of the Dao Seeking Sect also appeared in the eyes of everyone, they flew out of a medium planet that flew behind them, but there were still three million miles from here.

A True God Realm Demon Cultivator smiled and said, "It turns out that you are waiting for those void gods. Unfortunately, they are too far apart and limited in number to pose a threat to us at all. Come on, come on, the meat of the Void God Realm, we like it very much. ”

Xiaolong turned his head to look at Xiao Yong, and then said, "Boss, Benlong feels scorned by them. Why don't you let Ben Long show off first, and let them taste Ben Long's combat power?"