In the observation room.
Chu Tiange frowned at this scene.
Nine grade-7 and one grade-8, adding up was an extremely terrifying combat strength!
"The 33 heavens that Qin Mu transformed... can it block it?”
He stared at the 33 heavens at the center of the universe.
His expression was very complicated.
Before today's assessment, he had never thought about this problem.
Ordinary civilizations could never defeat Transcendents.
But just now…
Qin Mu used the dark golden endless cannon to blast a grade-7 alien to death!
It allowed him to have a new understanding of the upper limit of technological civilization.
Perhaps…
The upper limit of technological civilization was not as low as he thought.
"He shouldn't be able to block it. Perhaps he can kill all the Class 7 cultivators, but Class 8 cultivators…Even if he were to blast them for 10,000 years, he wouldn't be able to hurt them at all!”
After a long time.
He let out a long sigh of relief and shook his head to analyze.
Between Tier 8 and Tier 7, the difference in levels was too great.
No matter how fierce Qin Mu's firepower was, he couldn't kill the grade 8 alien!
Moreover…
The strength of a Type 8 alien was terrifying, far beyond what a Type 7 could compare to.
……
Technology Universe.
Qin Mu stood in the 33 heavens and sensed the situation of the foreign races.
He couldn't help but feel delighted.
In a technological civilization, there was nothing to be afraid of.
Whether it was one grade-7 or 100 grade-7, there was no difference in front of the 33 heavens.
"I just don't know how strong a Type 8 expert is.”
The only thing he needed to pay attention to was that grade-8.
" It's a pity that the truesoul of the 33 Heavens is still in the process of fusing with the platform…"
Soon after.
Qin Mu looked at the 33 heavens airborne platform beneath his feet.
Because the 33 heavens were too complicated, his truesoul was still in the process of merging.
The time of awakening was unknown.
Facing the Type 8 alien race, he could only rely on the system to deal with them.
……
Ancestral Sorcerer World.
On a huge Dao Imparting Mountain.
Lin Ge was wearing a black robe and had his hands behind his back as he looked at the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
To be precise, it was the Ninth Ancestor of Sorcery.
After a period of continuous battles, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery…
Three of them had died in battle!
In the entire Ancestral Sorcerer World, the Sorcerer Tribe had also been wiped out, and less than ten percent of them survived!
But at the same time.
Out of the 10 invading Type 7 aliens, 7 had died!
At present, there were only four alien races left on the land of the Ancestral Sorcerers with a diameter of 3,000 kilometers!
Three grade-7 and one grade-8!
However…
As the alien races died one after another, the remaining ones had learned their lesson.
They followed closely behind the Type 8 alien.
They had never had the chance to make a move.
"The non-humankind is brutal and is destroying the world, causing the Voodoo Race to suffer.”
Lin Ge pointed into the distance and said in a deep voice,""But now, the remaining four alien races are not leaving, so we have to think of a way to separate them from the Type 8 ones!”
The Nine Ancestors of Sorcery raised their heads one after another, their faces filled with determination.
In order to protect their Ancestral Sorcerer World, they were willing to sacrifice everything.
Lin Ge's expression was indifferent as he continued,"" This time, a Rank 7 Ancestral Magus will try to stall the Rank 8 alien. The other Ancestral Magi…will do their best to quickly kill the Rank 7 alien!”
The Ninth Ancestor of Sorcery's body trembled.
But so far, this was the only way to kill these extraterrestrial demons.
For this, they had already sacrificed three Ancestors of Sorcery.
Another death…
It was not impossible!
Very quickly.
The Ninth Ancestor of Sorcery decided on the plan and the candidates.
They followed Lin Ge's instructions and attacked again, preparing to kill the remaining non-humankind beings.
This was also the first time they had faced a Rank 8 alien.
However…
Under the punch of the Type 8 alien, the two of them could not move.
The Rank-7 Ancestral Sorcerer in charge of restraining them exploded and died on the spot.
He had no strength to fight back.
He couldn't even hold them back for a second.
Such a terrifying scene scared Lin Ge so much that his expression changed.
"Cancel the plan!" Everyone retreat! Stay away from the Type 8 alien race!"
The remaining Ancestors of Sorcery could be said to be all his hope.
If they all died here…
He would also fail the assessment this time!
"I didn't expect a Type 8 alien to be so terrifying!”
"There must be another way. Right, find the weakness! A Type 8 alien must have a weakness!"
After seeing that the remaining Eighth Ancestral Sorcerers had safely retreated.
Lin Ge's mind left the Ancestral Sorcerer World.
He returned to exam hall 87 and began to ponder carefully.
" If I want to defeat a Rank-8, I have to either reach Rank-8 or exploit its weakness…"
Reaching Tier 8 was seriously too difficult.
It was almost impossible.
He began to think about the various weaknesses of the alien races described in the textbooks.
……
In the world of cultivation.
The world that was originally filled with immortal cultivators had now become a mess.
The alien races continued to pursue the Immortal cultivators.
It destroyed the world into pieces.
Meanwhile, in a hidden Dao Palace.
Li Mingyi looked at the dejected and ashen-faced nine disciples.
He frowned.
Just now…
They had also witnessed the terrifying strength of a Type 8 alien.
In a single exchange, he had killed one of his grade-7 disciples in seconds.
He had no strength to fight back.
"It wasn't easy to kill all four of them, who would have thought that a Type 8 alien would be so terrifying.”
Li Mingyi let out a long sigh.
? The strength of the Type 8 alien made him feel despair.
"I have to find its weakness…"
Soon after.
His mind also temporarily withdrew from the cultivation world and returned to reality.
He began to ponder how to kill this Type 8 alien!
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