Bring a hunting space with you

He planned to say a few words when he found his little friend.

He stood up and felt his state. Although he was still seriously injured, his ability to move was still there.

He immediately flew towards the previously determined battlefield area.

…………

A moment later, in the empty starry sky, Edgar floated in the vacuum with a blank face, turning his head to look around.

What the fuck?

What about people?

Is it over?

It's fine if those people don't take him to play, but they don't even pick him up after the fight and take him home? !

Is this too much? ?

Edkar was all bad.

and many more……

No... If the fight is really over, those people should be the leaders of the human race now?

Why don't you go take a look?

Just as he was thinking this way, two streamers of light crossed the vacuum and stopped in front of Edkar.

One is a handsome half-demon man with light gray skin, similar in appearance to high-level demons, and the other has silver-white skin, with tiny purple lines on the exposed skin, and a blood-colored unicorn on his head. Jiao, a very beautiful foreign woman.

The half-demon powerhouse is the pinnacle of the galaxy level, and the aura of the purple-patterned woman is even more powerful.

As soon as the two of them appeared, their eyes scanned the surrounding space, and suddenly, the purple-striped woman with the blood-colored horn frowned.

"Nebula-level breath?"

Hearing what the purple-patterned woman said, the half-demon man next to him opened his eyes wide, and a flash of shock flashed in his eyes, and then he bowed his waist immediately, showing a humble look: "My lord, are you saying that there is a nebula-level strong man here?" By?"

The purple-patterned woman didn't speak. She stretched out her right hand wrapped in purple patterns, and slightly hooked her fingers. Immediately, a wisp of magic flame with a strange aura and a pale aura with a domineering aura slowly condensed.

Although the two auras have become much weaker at this moment, they are indeed the auras that have just entered the nebula level.

Seeing these two breaths, the half-demon man next to him suddenly opened his eyes wide, his face was full of shock: "Two nebula-level powerhouses?? Why are there two nebula-level powerhouses here?? "

The purple-patterned woman narrowed her eyes slightly, flicked her right hand lightly, and the two auras dissipated.

Then she turned to look at Edgar next to her: "Evil Eye?"

Edkar is a little dazed now.

Listening to the conversation between these two, it seems that there are two nebula-level powerhouses here? !

What the fuck?

It's a good thing those people didn't take him with them!

Otherwise, isn't he completely cold now? ?

Chapter 929 Low-key, low-key

Hearing the purple-striped woman's words, Edgar was shocked.

This is the genius of the nebula-level strong clan of the magic pattern clan!

He could feel the incomparably terrifying power hidden in the magic-stripe genius, and just a trace of power overflowed made him feel trembling.

He is a nebula-level powerhouse!

He quickly bowed and said, "Edeka, the evil-eyed tribe, I have met you."

The purple-patterned woman glanced at Edgar lightly, and said, "Do you know what happened here before?"

When Edka heard the words, he also looked confused: "My lord, I don't know very well, I just arrived here."

Hearing the words, the half-demon powerhouse beside him frowned slightly: "Didn't you feel the fluctuation of the battle before?"

The nebula-level battle fluctuates so violently. This Xieyan tribe is also a galaxy-level powerhouse. Even if they are separated by a certain distance, they should be able to feel it.

Hearing the words of the semi-demon powerhouse, Edka's mouth twitched, showing an awkward but not polite smile: "To be honest, I was in a coma before I fell."

The purple-patterned woman: "???"

Half-demon powerhouse: "???"

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Sensing the confused gazes of the two, Edka felt embarrassed.

This shouldn't be his problem, right?

He didn't want to faint by himself.

After the atmosphere fell silent for a while, the half-demon powerhouse frowned and said, "Then why are you here?"

Edkar smiled dryly: "Before the Blade Demons summoned us to deal with the human race, but when I came over there was an accident, and then I fell into a coma. When I woke up, I was already in the asteroid belt in the distance up."

The purple-patterned woman: "..."

Half-demon powerhouse: "..."

After hearing Edka's words, they finally understood that the Xieyan clan must have been rejected.

After being silent for a while, the purple-patterned woman glanced at the half-demon powerhouse beside her: "Let's deal with the human race together? What race is the human race?"

Hearing the purple-patterned woman's question, the half-demon powerhouse quickly replied respectfully: "I seem to have heard of this, but the human race is a weak and young galaxy-level race, and its strength is not worth mentioning. Even the peak galaxy-level race There are no strong ones. At that time, the clan didn't take it seriously, they just sent Horace and Jeremy, and the strength of the two should be enough."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, and then said, "I'm afraid they have encountered a nebula-level powerhouse. The signal for help should be sent by Horace or Jeremy."

Hearing the explanation from the half-demon powerhouse, the purple-patterned woman raised her eyebrows: "A race that doesn't even have a galaxy-level peak powerhouse?"

Edgar on the side pointed to the direction of the Milky Way and said, "Yes, my lord, we learned something before we came here. The interstellar history of the human race is only more than 2000 years old."

Hearing Edkar's words, the purple-striped woman glanced in the direction of the Milky Way, and then looked away.

Since it is a race with only 2000 years of history and does not even have a galaxy-level peak powerhouse, it must have nothing to do with this matter.

After all, there is a nebula level battle here.