Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Sky City, Manju Sava”, Port 1.

A black starship with three swords clustered together slowly slipped out of orbit, spraying bright flames of light behind it like a seven-star plum blossom, causing it to instantly reach its limit, tearing apart almost the entire universe and rushing toward a sea of stars that had begun to boil in the distance.

This is Li Lingfeng's flagship, Hurricane!

Li Lingfeng stood on the bridge, and Li Jialing walked back and forth with some anxiety. They were surrounded by extremely fast flashing lights.

Every scene that occurs in the star sea and beneath it, including Wu Yinglan's words of despair just now, is taken from their eyes.

“Wu Yinglan was wrong to say that there is no miracle in this world? How bad and uncoordinated is that to be heard by desperate farmers, miners and pipeline workers? ”

Li Lingfeng played with a colorful knot, like condensing a rainbow together, smiled, "The world, of course, is a miracle, except that all miracles are created by us - the fairy fixers! We can ‘make’ whatever miracles we want, and we can make miracles happen to whomever we want! ”

Indeed, miracles are created and controlled by fairy practitioners.

At this moment, in Sky City, Manju Savannah, Sky Eye Group has a team of more than 50,000 professionals specializing in creating miracles.

They are all top script architects, film clippers and special effects engineers, as well as relevant experts in journalism, directorship and psychology.

The war and the siege at the bottom of the star sea at this moment are just the most primitive material ever captured through a variety of lens eyes.

The message sent directly to the general public is not sufficiently shocking and educational, on the one hand, and unexpected factors are not easily grasped.

So it's nominally "real-time transmission," and there's actually a delay of one to five minutes depending on the situation.

In this crucial five-minute period, the team of 50,000 experts will be responsible for a series of screening, clipping and splicing, greasing powder, moving wood, inverting black and white, and having nothing in it, in order to finally output a "seamless and shocking" picture of the heavenly garment, in order to maximize the implementation of the immortal, more precisely, the will of Li Lifeng and Wu Yinglan.

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At this moment, hundreds of millions of ordinary people across the empire, including Kokang University's underground highs and lowlifes, have received carefully compiled images of the cultivated fairies.

The basement fixers in the picture were first tall, rejoicing, and then lost their souls and utter despair. The face that twisted to the extreme point was so pathetic, so abominable, so ridiculous.

Gao Xiaojian and all the workers who had undergone mechanized transformation laughed haha, and the "stubborn tongue, stubborn wooden chicken” look of the repaired people laughed.

And Starlight's United Fleet, those wrecked starships, beneath the mighty backing of the Empire's main fleet, are so sour, depressed and thin, they are a complete collapse.

Plus all the late screaming, moaning and “We're fucked” sounds, the words “Shake the tree, ridiculously unconscious” are perfectly interpreted.

“I knew it. Why should I have? ”

Gao Xiaojian shook his head unexpectedly and skilfully used the mindset instilled in him to think, "Diligent and diligent work, stepping on the ground to be human, is not better than what? It is obvious that he is lazy and lazy, good and bad labor has led to tragedy. It must be blamed on society, the system and the government, plus the infiltration and incitement of allies, celestial demons and other various foreign hostile forces, and eventually he runs the risk, commits illegal and irregular acts, the only result is to harm himself! ”

“The Empire has achieved a decisive and glorious victory on the front line, but our enemies are never willing to fail in such silence that, even if they knew the robberies were inevitable, they would still struggle dying, colluding with all the ambitious forces within the Empire and causing a final wave. ”

In the image, a sword eyebrow star, tall and pulled out, an imperial officer in a pencil and uniform shouted, “But the empire is invincible, the enemy is doomed to perish, for the empire, for the safety and happiness of millions of imperial people, for the rise of human civilization, we will never let any enemy succeed!

“Go ahead, Imperial Army, destroy the dogs of the Allies in front of you - the Maker! ”

“Forward, Empire! ”

“Hail, Empire! ”

“Destroy the Truth, destroy the Holy Allies, long live the Empire, long live the Immortals, long live human civilization! ”

At that moment, Gao Xiaojian was in a trance, as if he had become this tall and handsome Imperial officer, treading on the windy supership, roaming between the stars and the sea.

The artificial bloodlines flowing around him all poured into his brain, and he felt himself burning up.

The thunderous roar in the message array, the roar of the high and small Ken and the shouts of the workers mix together, almost breaking through the dome of the whole "loyalty chamber"...

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“Ready? ”

On the Hurricane, Li Lingfeng looked at Li Jialing with a smile, “You are one of the biggest ‘miracles’ we are going to make in this battle. From this moment on, you are the winged eagle, unleash your potential and... take over the universe! ”

“Ready. ”

Li Jialing stopped walking, took a deep breath and tightened his fist slightly. "I can't wait to see it all. ”

“Well, get ready to kill, and I'll let my best ‘Wind Squad' follow you. ”

Li Ling Fengchang, "Remember, there is no need to get involved with enemy soldiers. Your target is the enemy's starship. If you can blow up a starship with a crystal armor, it will be of considerable propaganda value. ”

Li Lingfeng did not bring much support for Wu Yinglan's main battleship.

After all, the war between the Front Line and the Allies is not over, and the Empire is now devouring a great deal of stars. The lines of defense and logistics are suddenly long, and fleets need to be stationed everywhere in preparation for the Allies' counterattack.

Moreover, the Imperial Army itself is not a piece of iron. The fleets belong nominally to His Majesty the Supreme Emperor. In fact, they belong to the great nobles and to the boundaries of the great thousand worlds. The sources, finances and commanders at all levels are in the hands of the nobles and boundaries, and they have long since been lost.

The newcomer's vast star space is a big cake, and in order to divide this big cake, between the imperial fleets, which represent the interests of the great nobles and the strong, it may be necessary to punch the dog in the head.

At this time, who would give up the benefits of a whole planet or even a thousand worlds, dumb enough to pull the fleet back and fight with Li Lingfeng what kind of fixer?

The fixer is just a cockroach and a rat. That's what it's like to fight or not, even if one of us is dead, so what? What's in it for you? How many resource planets can a realtor turn into? Can his hands be given to a realtor?

Li Lingfeng himself, although the leader of the Li family in his adult life, called “the future of the emperor”, is after all the future of nothingness.

At least now, the owner of the Li family is not him, “one of the four election emperors” does not have his share, and many of his peers and even uncles in the family are coveting his position. It would be nice not to stab him in the back twice. How can you help him out with your own private soldiers?

We really need to start connections and assemble a few fleets, not without his means.

The problem is that he is not stupid. If he really wants to pull out a large number of troops, he must reach out to "Sky Eye Group” and reach into the platform of "Kill Live Broadcast” to share his core interests.

“Sky Eye Group" nominally Wu Yinglan Holdings, in fact, relies solely on his “future election candidates" support, including the construction of "Sin Tu Paradise” and “Sky City, Manju Shahua”, as well as now “Epic Mission, Destroying the Starlight”, all for the sole purpose of paving the way for his "powerful homeowner and one of the four election emperors”, providing constant support in terms of funds, connections, fame, media control and even battle merit.

Li Lingfeng is absolutely intolerable, and anyone plugs his tentacles into his core interests in any way.

So, he and Wu Yinglan thought about it and made the most accurate estimation of the combined strength of Starlight. Eventually, he decided to rely on the armed forces of Sky Eye Group, Li Lingfeng's own private soldiers and a few mercenary fleets traded solely for money to solve the problem.

With the power at their disposal, it is easy to break down the cultivators.

But after all, the star sea is too vast. If the real people really want to wipe out these cockroaches without a trace, despite the fact that they run wild together, they really have to plan carefully.

Yes, even Li Lingfeng himself led the flagship in order to achieve the perfect end, to consolidate this battle, no one has anything to say.

“Until now, everything is in our hands, these cockroaches that have haunted us for thousands of years are finally going to be completely trampled by us! ”

Li Lingfeng patted Li Jialing on his shoulder, “Go, our ‘miracle moment' has begun, go and create your miracle! ”

“Okay.”

Li Jialing smiled and looked deeply at Li Lingfeng. He bestowed a complimentary gift on him. He took the opportunity to hide his eyes in the shadows. "I will show you, a miracle amazing! ”

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“Sky City, Manju Shahua”, in a cold star harbor, and in the corner of the dark star sea only one wall apart, Li Yao's limbs widened, lying on the ground with the word "large”, slowly opened the eyes of the gorilla.