Jiang Changkong had a crazed look on his face. "Don't worry. This is a top level-11 warship. It can withstand it."
I feel that nothing in your hands will be able to withstand your attacks.
If you don't finish this thing, are you not going to give up?
The Abyss Dragon roared in its heart. It really wanted to tell him that it couldn't withstand it!
If you had a Divine Tool in your hands, you would probably be able to play with it until it was destroyed.
Rumble!
The star exploded, and the warship exploded.
"You even attacked?"
The Abyss Dragon felt that its life was over. Not only had Jiang Changkong crashed into it, he had also created two light pillars of the Great Path.
Rumble!
The power of the Great Path collided. Jiang Changkong finally gave up. The Peerless Warship soared into the sky.
Rumble!
The terrifying explosion and the boundless shockwaves caused the warship to rumble. Many cracks appeared on the warship.
Pieces of the warship made of precious materials broke off and floated into the distance.
Jiang Changkong didn't seem to notice it. He was still flying on the warship.
The Abyss Dragon had already hidden in his clothes, not daring to show its head.
The explosions continued. The warship also exploded. The two late-stage Star Sages died inside before they could get out.
Crack!
The top of his head cracked, and a powerful force poured in.
Jiang Changkong quickly retreated with the order and activated his three Daoist Bodies at the same time.
Rumble!
The cockpit was completely destroyed. Jiang Changkong was blown away by the huge force and crashed into the wall of the warship.
His body cracked. His Daoist Body couldn't withstand the force either.
Jiang Changkong hurriedly activated his three Daoist Bodies and gulped down some healing medicine.
He took out the level-10 and level-11 medicines and took them all to protect the Abyss Dragon.
The waves of force didn't slow down until half an hour later. He could now handle it.
Most of the interstellar warship was destroyed. The entire warship was somewhat deformed.
Jiang Changkong took the Abyss Dragon and left through the crack on the warship. The warship in the distance had completely disintegrated. The stars had completely dissipated, turning into endless starlight.
Looking at the warship under his feet, Jiang Changkong murmured, "This isn't too bad, is it?"
The Abyss Dragon was rendered speechless.
If you felt that a warship that couldn't be driven and was completely deformed wasn't too bad, then it wasn't too bad.
"Come, let's go treasure hunting. Their resources shouldn't have all disappeared."
Jiang Changkong brought the Abyss Dragon to the dismembered battleship.
With the warship acting as a buffer, these people's spatial equipment should not have been completely destroyed.
However, this battleship was at the center of the explosion, so he couldn't guarantee how much was left.
A man and a dragon arrived at the wreckage of the battleship. There were some charred corpses wearing damaged mechas.
There were also some that were just a pile of minced meat.
Jiang Changkong and the Abyss Dragon found some spatial equipment covered in cracks. Quite a number of resources inside had been destroyed, but fortunately, there was still some left.
On the other hand, the black-haired youth's spatial equipment only had a crack, and the resources inside were still intact.
The Star Crystals piled up into several mountains, and there were even some Spiritual Reserves.
He put them all away. The time was almost up.
Old Scorpion wanted to run, but Thousand Feather chased after him.
Screech!
A bird cry resounded throughout the starry sky. Large amounts of golden light lit up, vast and majestic like a curtain in the sky.
The Golden Feather Race had come!
The Sky Scorpion of the Star Saint peak had also turned into a corpse, caught by a golden roc.
The golden roc spread its wings like a giant star.
Over a hundred golden rocs, all Star Saints!
"This is the super race of the starry sky?" The Abyss Dragon was shocked.
Over a hundred golden rocs were like a hundred stars.
There were only a few dozen Star Saints on Earth.
Thousand Feather flew over first, transforming into human form. His expression was extremely ugly. "Where's my battleship?"
"Look, there's still more than half of it intact. This Peerless 25, I'll give it to you," Jiang Changkong said seriously.
Thousand Feather wanted to curse. You've ruined the battleship. How can you do that?
"You should be glad that we're still alive." The Abyss Dragon lay on Jiang Changkong's body. "I don't want to do it a second time, unless I become a God."
Jiang Changkong curled his lips. If you become a God, you can explode a dozen stars with one punch. I'd still dare to rush in.
"How do I know you, you scoundrel?"
Thousand Feather sighed. "Come, follow me to deal with the rest. We'll meet up with your Celestial Nation."
"Let's go and distribute the resources," Jiang Changkong said with a smile.
Thousand Feather still took the battleship, including the broken battleship.
These materials were still very precious. With a bit more, he should be able to build a peak Star Saint battleship.
After distributing the resources according to the previous distribution, Jiang Changkong looked back and found all kinds of creatures following behind the golden rocs.
Some were ox-like creatures, some were green birds, and many were pythons.
Without exception, they were all Star Saints!
"How many Star Saints did your Golden Feather Race send?" Jiang Changkong's mouth twitched.
"We brought all that we could. They're all our allies. There are 387 Star Saints in total, including me, 65 are peak Star Saints," Thousand Feather said proudly.
He paused and then smiled. "Of course, we can't compare to your Celestial Nation on Earth. You've sent so many Star Saints. There must be close to a thousand, right?"
Jiang Changkong: "…"
Underworld Dragon: "…"
He was bragging before. Did you believe it?
Jiang Changkong's mouth kept twitching. He'd been bragging about how powerful the Celestial Nation on Earth was.
Plus, he'd called out two Star Saints, which had completely stunned Thousand Feather.
But Earth really didn't have that many Star Saints.
There were only a few dozen on Earth. Including the recently subdued ones, there were only a hundred.
Only then did Jiang Changkong realize that he'd been too arrogant. The alliance of the Golden Feather Race could beat the Celestial Nation on Earth.
"Ahem, of course. Our Celestial Nation is at least one slap away."
Jiang Changkong stretched out five fingers and said proudly, "As for the Star Saints, because they have to guard their homeland, only a hundred or so have come. After all, they've just entered the universe and don't know much."
"Earth is so powerful," the other Golden Rocs and Star Saints said in shock.
They'd just sent out a hundred Star Saints, which was more than their entire race combined.
Plus, they had five Star Saints.
"Of course, I have three Star Saints' marks on me."
Three Star Saints' marks appeared between Jiang Changkong's eyebrows, giving off a mysterious aura. "I knew one before, but I had too many marks on me and couldn't be bothered to take them."
With that, all the Star Sages of the various races were stunned.
There were probably five of them. Jiang Changkong had mentioned four. What about the others?
"Is the one who didn't leave a mark Hua Tianrui?" A Golden Roc the size of a palm landed on Thousand Feather's back.
"Patriarch," Thousand Feather said respectfully.
"Greetings, Near God of the Golden Feather Race." Jiang Changkong cupped his hands and said, "It's not Hua Tianrui. It's the Mermaid King of the Thirteen Sea Kings of the East Sea."
"The Thirteen Sea Kings? She's still alive?" The Golden Roc was shocked and excited. "Where is she now?"
Jiang Changkong said, "Probably still sleeping in my hometown. She likes to sleep, so I didn't want to disturb her."
"Probably?" The Golden Roc was confused.
"Yes, I went to see her. She said she would fulfill a wish of mine. I want the inheritance of the Yellow Spring Bloodline."
Jiang Changkong pointed at the Abyss Dragon.
"The Thirteen Sea Kings had a good relationship with the Yellow Spring Bloodline. They had the inheritance."
The Golden Roc looked at the Abyss Dragon and sighed. "Unfortunately, so many years have passed. There's no news of the Yellow Spring Bloodline."
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