Chapter 1819: Lord of the Kingdom

Noah God Kingdom, the emperor ship.
The vast huge ship, just by its size, can be compared to Mo Yunxing.
Above it, there are even a large number of people from the kingdom of Noah living on this imperial ship.
This is the kingdom of Noah's kingdom, and most of them are mortals, and there are also cultivators, living under the civilization of Noah's kingdom.
The most center of the imperial ship, inside a palace.
The surrounding atmosphere is magnificent and magnificent.
A series of projections appeared in front of everyone.
"My emperor, there are not many Tier 1 warships, only 10,000 are left. Do you consider truce and repair the warships again?
"Repair the battleship? Armistice? Those cultivators in front will be unable to hold on, my emperor, I should work hard and directly capture these ten star regions."
"Capture? There is no first-class battleship, the second-class battleship is put into the battlefield, in front of the Mahayana realm cultivator, it is just scrap copper and iron, do you know how much time we need to spend on a battleship?"
On the projection, a high-level man from Noah's Kingdom of God discussed intensely.
In the first place in this palace, the throne carved from keel bones exudes a faint brilliance.
In the empty palace, there is only one person on this throne.
The lord of Noah's kingdom of God, the strong of Mahayana, the God Emperor Boren!
He listened to many words, and in the end, his fingers tapped slightly, like a heavy drum rumbling, spread to the other side, existed in the star dome and the commanders of the battlefields.
"First class battleship, repair it immediately, how much can it be repaired in one month?" He slowly said, with thin eyebrows and narrow eyes, but it seemed to contain a terrifying light, and looked at one of the commanders.
"One month, only a hundred ships can be repaired..."
"Three hundred ships!" Burren said lightly: "I want to see within a month."
The face of the commander in charge of repairing the battleship changed suddenly, his face showed a very struggling expression, and cold sweat was secreted on his forehead.
But he didn't dare to spit out a non-word. He knew very well that if he spit out such a word, his life, and even the family behind him, would disappear.
"What about those supreme war machines?" Burren spoke again, looking at the other person.
"Only dozens of Mahayana Supremes remain intact. If you don't count the loss, there should be 20 war machines comparable to the Mahayana Supremes for dispatch by the Emperor!"
"Thirty!" Burren spit out a number lightly and silenced the commander, also not daring to refute it.
"Is there any other supreme joining in this realm of comprehension? Beyond the information!" Burren's eyes moved again.
"No, there are still hundreds of supreme people. After previous investigations, there are now no more than a hundred people in these three galaxies!" Someone said, replying to Burren respectfully.
"The three hundred Mahayana Supremes are only marginal places!"
"Fifteen star realms, immortal veins!" Bolun whispered, "It seems that this cultivation world is not weaker than the ancestors, and should be equivalent to the top cultivation world."
"Tell the three major galaxies, let them surrender, or retreat to the top fifteen star realms, my Noah Kingdom will not pursue half a point." Boyue paused, "Trane!"
In an instant, those projections have disappeared.
A woman in a black tight-fitting leather dress turned into a projection and appeared in front of Burren.
Burren's eyes were indifferent, he was wearing a golden armor.
"Divine Emperor, do you plan to settle down in this realm of cultivation?" Trane spoke slowly, a touch of magnetism in his voice.
"Come here, a marginal place that will not irritate the entire cultivation world." Boyue stood up slowly, and he sighed: "My Noah Kingdom has been expelled from the ancestral land and has been drifting for thousands of years. , This has only developed to this day."
"It should also develop steadily in a realm of cultivation in order to return to the ancestral land."
"This place is rich in resources in the realm of comprehension, maybe it can be my wish!"
Trane looked at Burren and said projection, "But this place of cultivation is too powerful, Mahayana Supreme does not know the geometry, if you are a little careless, it is very likely that it will be the same as before."
"Expelled?" Burren looked at the projection of the woman.
"There is about a six-point chance." Trane analyzed: "After all, we need a lot of stars, spiritual veins, and cultivators to build strength and return to the ancestral land."
"The emperor's life is still 30,000 years to its limit, 30,000 years, unless it is to swallow the entire edge of the land, it can be done. The fifteen star realms, those who exist, will not watch such things happen."
Burren frowned slightly, and he glanced at Trane lightly.
"Your words are too annoying!"
"I know this, give it a try, if it can be done, that's it, if it can't, wait for the heir to fulfill the ancestral wish."
Burren smiled and didn't seem to care.
At this moment, Trane suddenly said, "The Emperor, someone is visiting, it seems to be a person in this realm of cultivation."
The projection inside the palace fell, revealing a picture in front of the palace.
Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian suddenly appeared in this picture.
Around, there are some broken Kivu, and all the heavily injured subjects.
Burren frowned slightly, he looked at the scene, "Can you rush into my palace without any damage?"
He looked at Trane, with a hint of anger and thought in his eyes.
"The strength of these two criminals who committed the 132 guilt is stronger than the four Mahayana Supremes of that Wu Yuanjun at the beginning, and they are unpredictable."
"In the supreme database of the three major galaxies, there is no information about these two people."
"Perhaps, it is the powerhouse of the fifteen star realms!"
"The emperor, should he be punished?"
Trane was expressionless, waiting for Burren to speak.
"Fifteen star realms? Come here sooner!" Buren said slowly: "No, since they want to see me, then see you, sooner or later they have to deal with them."
Immediately, Trane disappeared, along with the projection images of Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian.
Outside the palace, Mo Qinglian and Qin Xuan watched the roar ahead, the palace opened wide, and a passageway opened slowly with countless giant doors.
"Let's go!"
Qin Xuan took his hand and walked into the palace.
Mo Qinglian glanced faintly at the robots or human-like arms that existed in Chinese movies, and shook her head slightly.
These karma is not weaker than the Mahayana Supreme.
Kewu played to the extreme, even with such strength, so she could not help but shock.
"Qin Xuan, what are your plans for the God Kingdom of Kewu?" Mo Qinglian asked, along the way, they passed many bases and warships of the God Kingdom of Noah, but Qin Xuan did not destroy any of them. Never helped the practitioners of the three major galaxies.
It seems that for Qin Xuan, he is like a passer-by, whether it is a cultivator of the three major galaxies or this kingdom of science and war, to him, there has been no difference.
"intend?"
"Look at how the Lord of the Kingdom of God determines life and death, the road is not in me, in himself!"
Qin Xuan had a faint smile, his eyes calm.
"It doesn't matter whether the Kingdom of Kewu God or the creatures of the three major galaxies, in my eyes, there is no difference..."
"All beings!"