บท 388: Tearing The Space Fleet By Hand!

A red energy beam that was more than a thousand meters thick passed through the spot where the triangular fighter jet was just now and quickly disappeared.

The surrounding spatial energy shook violently, as if even space could not withstand it.

Chu Zhou looked at the disappearing speed of light and a trace of coldness appeared in his eyes.

With a thought, he stored the triangular fighter jet into his internal space to prevent it from being destroyed by the upcoming battle.

He looked at the space fleet opposite him.

At this moment, the six frigates suddenly spread out, and the disc-shaped mothership retreated.

The six frigates formed a semicircle, and the Behemoth-like mothership was in the middle of the arc.