Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Psst!”

Li Yao emitted a sip of bloody spit and was immediately expelled from the pipette at his mouth. Before it could be turned into ice crystal, he was completely annihilated by a high temperature ripple caused by a shock wave.

The offense is getting stronger and stronger.

Tens of thousands of cosmic mines followed by a series of explosions are his crystal bomb maniac and not easy to taste.

Above the retina, several of the thousands of performance parameters of Emperor Blade have become dead gray, indicating that the pharmacopoeia unit represented by this parameter has been completely destroyed.

Most of the remaining parameters also enter dangerous orange and dark red areas, only one step away from the dead ashes of total loss of function.

“DiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDidi! ”

Left ankle power buffer unit completely damaged!

The gas filtration unit is completely damaged!

The right wrist power line regulator valve is completely damaged!

The right knee high circumference blade exceeds the fatigue limit. If you continue to shake, it will be damaged and will enter a cooling time of 27 seconds!

Li Yiu's eyes appear in red at different levels, like crystalline eyes covered in stacked blood.

It was as if he could hear his cerebral blood vessels bursting one after the other, boiling blood flowing out and flowing freely between the trenches of his brain.

You can hear the roaring blood thrilled by the burning brain cells and the “groaning” sound!

“Old Lee! ”

Dragon Yang's pronunciation is pointy and sharp, so that Li Yao can totally imagine the angry look of her eyebrows. "This gear is going to run out of support, cover me, I want to change! ”

“Wait... Wait...”

The emperor's blade was wrapped in a ten-thousand fireballs, like a flame from four dimensional space that burned the three-dimensional universe into a clear cave. Li Yao, however, between the extreme heat and the madness of the magnetic rips, gave off a cold smile. The blood thread crossed his eyes, full of hunter's light, stared dead at a certain point on the outer shell of Space Station 01.

As if he could not withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of cosmic mines, the first spiritual shield around the outermost periphery of the emperor's blade cracked like a piece of crystal, and the array of active forces behind the crystal burst out a series of bloody arcs, the speed suddenly decreased, the whole person had some trouble controlling the flight trajectory, beating a punch in the void.

Relying on the Federation's most advanced automated lockout and attack system, as well as a repository of information supported by hundreds of years of combat data, Thunderbolt Defense has not let go of this wonderful opportunity. Hundreds of electric arcs, such as the Golden Snake Dance, instantly emerged from a point on the shell of Station 01, drawing an arc that tore the dark universe apart and attacked the Emperor with an absolute blade!

According to the database and “Doo-Ling” analysis, according to the emperor's slightly clumsy posture at this moment, he will be struck by a thunderbolt electric arc within 0.01 seconds.

Once haunted by hundreds of arcs, and thousands of cosmic mines surrounding them at the same time, forgive the Yuan Baby Monster, it will be fatally devastated!

Yet!

Seems like a hundred thunder attacks, but because the emperor's blade suddenly agile to the extreme dodging action is empty, only a dozen arcs smoked positive - this level of punching is not enough to make Li Yao lose his power, he can completely resist the past by biting his teeth like a monster!

“Found it! ”

Under the cover of facial armor, part of Li Yao's body completely blossomed, his left eye became red as blood, even his pupils were completely submerged. With part of his “demonized” body, he ate more than a dozen thunderous arcs. He shouted excitedly, just pouring thunderous anger from 36,000 pores into the wreckage of limbs, almost spraying out of his throat, "The eyes of the Automatic Defense Array, right there! ”

That's right, taking the initiative to withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of thousands of cosmic mines, even the thunderous power of the Automatic Defense Battalion, didn't make a jump until the last minute, just to pry into the eyes of the Automatic Defense Battalion, and then ——

Break it up!

“Now! ”

Li Yao roared. The roar covered the sky with thunder. "Change your clothes, raid! ”

Far behind the two, an increasing number of emergency airtight gates at the Silver White Sphere Station ejected a white air column that opened outward.

More and more federal troops, evidenced by Rocky's loud roar and holographic photographs from Dark Blue Cerebral Hospital, will climb out suspiciously.

Just as they jumped into the vacuum, they saw such a hot, exciting scene!

Two pieces of crystalline armor in the area, facing thousands of pieces of crystalline armor, plus nearly 10,000 cosmic mines.

It's a real scolding star sea, one ride at a time!

Quite agile, grassroots officers who had begun to suspect in the dark just as Hundred Flowers City entered a state of emergency, were instantly awakened ——

“Rocky Sheng was right, Hundred Flowers City really had an accident! ”

“Who exactly are these people stationed on the outskirts of Space Station 01 across the street? The flames are so powerful, they are one of the most powerful soldiers in the world, but there is absolutely no such force in the garrison of Baihua City! ”

“Moreover, the highest alarm just now is too strange, even though the Black Wind fleet is really fully attacked, it is unlikely that the Hundred Flowers star area will be the main direction. Look, the bright breeze outside the star area is calm, and there are no signs of intense battle between the two fleets at all. So, what is the need to issue the highest alarm to plunge the entire city into chaos and paralysis? ”

“Also, where the hell did our chief go and only receive their orders to send them over the Internet and communication channels, but not their real people, is a big problem! ”

After a string of lightning bolts burst into their brains, these federales widened their eyes, rising cold from the vertebrae to the lid of the heavens, and instantly realized that presenting themselves in front of them was perhaps the key battle to determining the fate of the Federation!

And at this moment, the battle is supported by only two men!

“No, they're losing it! ”

“Even at the peak of Yuan's infancy, such raids are too crazy, with thousands of enemies across the street, tens of thousands of cosmic mines, and a whole thunderous fortress! ”

“We have to support them, we have to support them - our yuan babies! ”

“But…”

Seeing as it is still tumultuous between several spherical space stations, such as Thousands of arcs like thunderstorms, a number of federal warriors are in a hurry, a number of federal warriors are eager to wear them, and countless more federal troops are deeply shocked by the unmatched performance of Li Yao and Longyang Jun. They burn their eyes completely red and are ready to rush to anything, even if they can consume a few more cosmic mines, attract a few more arcs, and relieve some pressure for two yuan babies!

“Brothers of the Garrisons of Hundred Flowers City, this is the key battle for the survival of the Federation, and we are the true Confederates, this is our war! ”

Rocky Sheng's voice shook the entire star ocean in a dull, noisy and rougher way through an old-fashioned Resource Planet Spirit Magnetic Broadcasting Generator, "Are we going to sit here and watch the warriors from the countryside drain the last drop of blood for the Federation?

“Perhaps our strength is not as powerful as that of Yuan Bao, perhaps… we are just ordinary people who do not even awaken their spiritual roots, but our blood is as hot as that of Yuan Bao, and our courage can tear the stars apart!

“War, not one or two strong men can win, see, our former babies are in a bitter battle, they need our support urgently, and they need precious wheezing and cooling time under our cover! At this moment, the future of the Federation depends not on them, but on us, on the hands of each and every one of us!

“Brace yourselves, tighten your swords, heed the call of the trumpet, freely lock your targets, freely attack, and let the extraterrestrial demons stare into the eyes of the dog, this! Yes! Confederate! ”

Rocky Shengshadu's roar clamored in the form of spiritual ripples, and together, the sound of cloud crackling rock pierced the cosmic vacuum, pouring directly into the ear canal of every soldier, so that each of them, like a temple punch, could not themselves.

At a time when the Tactical Spirit Network is highly developed and the main battlefield is a cosmic vacuum or a planet without the resources of the atmosphere, the ancient mode of command and transmission of the Voice has long been launched.

But when every recruit joins the Confederate Army and receives glorious military history education, he will not forget that hundreds of years ago, in the old Confederate era, when this army was summoned with the concept of “guardian of humanity”, just gathered, in the cruel world of demonic forest, countless Heralds inspired and guided by such a voice, the face does not change color, like death rush to the tide of the beast, rush to the demon monster, rush to the Dragon Tan Tiger Cave and all the powerful enemies blocked in front of the Nine Star Dragon Warfare flag!

At that time, this generous and exhilarating voice had its own name.

It's called the Battle Ram!

At a time when the Tactical Spirit Network is most likely to be invaded, disturbed and controlled by enemies, the ancient Battle Machine sounds again in the universe, relying on dozens of Spirit Magnetic Broadcasting Generators dedicated to a wide range of vacuum overlays!

Since ancient times, the stars have never been so hot except at the beginning of the Big Bang.

A new generation of Confederate fighters, except in military history education and some ancient virtual games, may never have advanced inspired by the Battle of the Battle of the Shadows.

But when the silent Striker really sounds, every bunch of muscles around them, every blood vessel and every cell, seems to naturally set up the sprint.

There are voices that never have to be repeated.

Because it's already engraved in the deepest part of the gene, transformed into blood memories!

“Federal Army, march! ”

Hundreds, tens of thousands, maybe ordinary martial artists, maybe gas refining, maybe low-order struggles during the foundation period for decades without progress, lifelong hopeless breakthroughs of the Truth Dan, accompanied by the Striker, shouting out their own voices.

In a cosmic vacuum, they had no reason to hear the voices of their comrades, but they clearly heard the deafening cries of everyone around them, which clustered together with the Battle Machine and turned into bigger waves than thunderstorms across the street!

Rolling toward thunder, dancing toward the arc, toward the vortex of destruction caused by cosmic mines, toward the ghost army, the Confederate Army, the assault, the march!