"They will be natives of the Taixu Shenwu Realm in the future."

"We cut off the channel and changed the coordinates of the Taixu Divine Martial Realm. With the technology of the earth, we cannot find this place again."

"Now they have destroyed their strongholds, which is enough to make the earthlings lose the technological foundation for sustainable development. These earthlings will gradually degenerate, just like the natives of the Taixu Shenwu Realm."

"The Taixu Immortal King originally needed enough population, and this group of people on earth was originally part of the transaction."

"Also! You can't go back to Earth, you must transfer to the department of the Taixu Shenwu Realm. It depends on your good martial arts skills, do you want to transfer to our Underworld Immigration Administration?"

"I'll think about it again!"

"Haha, the Reincarnation Resources Department is free to work, but there is no need to worry about it. I won't persuade you anymore. Let's talk back."

Ma Qiangang deliberately "sacrificed" unsatisfactory, but he did not have the ability to use the Black Tide Sword, so he watched the other party avoid it calmly and flee far away.

The little horse fell to the ground and looked very ugly.

He didn't expect that things would turn out like this.

After witnessing the destruction of Qingshicheng, the officers of An Shijun never dared to say anything again.

Everything proves that what Ma Qiangang did right is a hero who turned the tide.

An officer of An Shijun reported to Ma Qiangang about the situation of the team after arranging the army and the refugees from Qingshicheng to continue advancing: "This time, 290,000 residents were withdrawn. Because the battle situation was too tragic, only 60,000 soldiers of An Shijun were able to escape."

"Are we going to the City of Holy Light for help?"

Ma Qiangang whispered: "The Holy Light City should be over now. My goal is to the Whale Song Sea. Only when we go out to sea can we protect... this fire."

The underworld will not continue to take action, which is expected.

But Ma Qiangang also did not believe that the Earthlings who had lost the protection of high-tech cities could still fight the natives of the Taixu Shenwu Realm for a protracted war. He believed that the Earthlings' combat power was definitely above the natives of the Taixu Shenwu Realm, but the population was too small, one less death, and the continuous war was bleeding enough to allow the Earthlings to enter the countdown to the demise.

The wisest way is to get out of battle, find places that are rarely visited, and rebuild a stable base.

The Victorians had explored the Whale Song Sea and knew that a thousand, two hundred kilometers away from the coastline was an archipelago composed of dozens of islands, with almost no intelligent life on it.

As long as the island occupied is enough to allow the earth's forces to recuperate and wait for possible rescue in the future.

Ma Qiangang didn't know whether the earth could find the Taixu Divine Martial Realm again, but he could find the earth, and the Black Tide Sword could travel through the void. The people in the underworld didn't know this secret.

"I have to find ways to bring all these people back and let them go home safely."

Ma Qiangang is confirming that the underworld will no longer attack the fleeing crowd, and is also reconnaissance and feedback on unmanned reconnaissance aircraft. The army of the Xuanyuan Empire has set off, leaving only a few people to stay at the former site of Qingshi City.

Finally he couldn't bear it. He gave a brief notice to his officers from An Shijun, and activated the mental method of Shang Chongxiao, soared into the air and headed straight to the Holy Light City.

Ma Qiangang wants to do more.

He was focused and rushed all the way, seeing the city of Holy Light from afar. The city was cut in half by an indescribable terrifying force.

The entire city of Holy Light was quiet. In and outside the city, countless people died in battle, including soldiers from the Holy Light Empire, soldiers from Victoria, and more of innocent civilians.

Ma Qiangang took a deep breath and broke into this giant city built by the Victorians in the Taixu Shenwu Realm. Everything he saw along the way was terrible.

The warriors of the Holy Light Empire, whether they were voluntarily or driven by mysterious forces, had 100,000 troops one after another and all died in battle. They even crossed the walls of the Holy Light City and broke into the Central Avenue.

But then, there was no power to advance. The last warrior of the Holy Light Empire was covered with countless wounds, and it was obviously broken by angry people.

The resistance of the Holy Light City was obviously more intense than that of Zhuxia's Qingshi City. Zhuxia still retained more than 60,000 soldiers, and almost all the soldiers of the Holy Light City died in battle. In the area in the center of the city, signs of retreat could be seen.

Obviously, after the Victorians wiped out the invading army, they also began to retreat, but they didn't know where they retreated.

Ma Qiangang went around and rushed out of the Holy Light City, and turned on his smart device to search for unfamiliar signals.

A city with hundreds of thousands of people will inevitably have countless traces of retreat even if it retreats in an orderly and orderly manner.

Ma Qiangang didn't spend much time, and found Victorians piled up inside like canned sardines in a valley near the City of Holy Light.

As soon as Ma Qiangang's figure appeared, two figures took off, one was Majestic, Mencius, the dean of the Demon Tower Academy, and Hill Oni, the world's richest man.

Ma Qiangang was a little surprised because he had never heard that the world's richest man had the cultivation level of Martial Saint.

But at this moment, he was not in the mood to greet this little thing and saluted slightly to the two of them.

Mencius asked coldly, "Why don't you come back to report the message?"

Ma Qiangang whispered: "I'm back to Qingshi City!"

Mencius was slightly stunned. Ma Qiangang and the eight Victorian Martial Saints went out to investigate the enemy situation, and he was the only one who survived. This matter must have been something.

When Mencius saw Ma Qiangang, he was quite angry. If Ma Qiangang could come back to report the news, at least tens of thousands of people would survive in the Holy Light City. He planned to teach this little thing a lesson.

But Ma Qiangang's answer cannot be said to be impeccable. At least he, a Victorian, is not qualified to teach the other party a lesson.

Hilloni interjected and asked, "How about Qingshi City?"

"Destroyed!"

"I only rescued 300,000 people, and have already moved them to Jinggehai."

Mensius exclaimed together with Hieroni: "Do you want to go out to sea?"

Both of them are talented people, and they can guess what he wants to do without Ma Qiangang explaining anything.

Ma Qiangang nodded and sighed and said, "I hope that the Victorians will join us. It is very likely that we will not be able to contact the earth or obtain supplies. We will also face the blows of the natives of the Taixu Shenwu Realm and a certain mysterious force."

"Only going to sea is the only way to live now."

Mencius did not ask what would happen if he was chased by that mysterious force. There was nothing he could do about it. It was quite stupid to use the wisdom of the brain to consider these unsolvable problems.

It is better to do everything you can do well as you can first, which is the most important thing you should do at the moment.

Mencius thought for a while and whispered, "We agree!"
Chapter completed!