Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Despite the size of the star sea, millions of kilometres are just blinking moments away in front of a fierce battle sweep.

It was too late to say, then quickly, that the nobles murdered the hog screams to rush out of the pipe, Dingbell, White Star Sword and Lei Chenghu's three fleets, like three iron and steel floods, converging from different directions, impacted the aristocrats to break apart the battlefield.

At one time, countless dead battle bridges were erected between the starship and the starship. The super high-speed particle stream and the spiritual shield collided sharply to create a turbulent magnetic field. It spread like a colorful fog of rainbows. The fog of death was extremely corrosive, and the blink of an eye eroded the thousands of starships into holes, pits and even stunning caves. A large number of crew, supplies and fuel erupted along the cave, like countless flame tentacles struggling and convulsions.

The attacking party's three fleets have a very different style of combat.

The White Star Sword's Allied Fleet of Arsonists, like a thin cicada wing or even a shadowy and invisible ghost warrior knife, lightly and indefinitely cuts into the most vulnerable connections of the four sub-fleets of the Return Fleet, like a cattle rescue, dividing and peeling the layers of the Return Fleet, exposing those large repair ships and integrated supply ships completely to the fierce firepower of the successor fleet, and calling faster arsenals and destroyers all lost their way. In intense psychomagnetic interference, it is impossible to tell where the stars and Jade Star are, and they do not know where to escape.

Ding Zheng and the hundreds of giant warriors who followed him, quite irrationally, stuck their heads back into the most dense area of Starfleet starship, using the huge size of the starship to cover themselves, they were like burnt red chopsticks stuck in tofu and stirred, straight to the bridge, the arsenal and the power compartment, and in just half a minute, they could completely deactivate a starship, turn it into a dark, icy iron coffin, and then they would come out of their shells and scream for the next starship.

Hundreds of giant warriors attack the group, a rare and gorgeous scene in the epic battle in the center of the Star Sea.

The Yuan Babies and Hua Gods of the Returning Fleet were stared at and broken hearts by the bravery and madness of Ding Bell.

Even though they can muster the largest number of giant warriors, who would rather throw these unmass-produced ultimate weapons into this crazy fire for nothing? Besides, hundreds of giant warriors fought in the streets inside their ships, whether they won or lost their own fleet!

Yes, in the absence of a leader, the Yuan Baby of the Returning Fleet, Kaizen and their Giant Divine Soldiers, no one was willing to confront the Confederate Giant Divine Soldiers such as Dingbell, but fled as best they could, and then one of them hit Lei Chenghu with an iron plate made of steel and dead light.

Unlike the sharpness of the White Star Sword, the madness of Dingbell, Lei Chenghu set out the most formal and strict church formation, with textbook-like starship scheduling and fire synergy, to teach the nobles an impressive teaching lesson - what exactly is Star Sea Warfare, what exactly is the unbeatable Imperial Army, what exactly is the true fixer!

Sprint speed is no less than the White Star Sword, and the firepower is so powerful that it almost covers the entire star sea, but every time the Lei Cheng Tiger fleet is targeted, the hitting rate is frightening, and the superior orders are very determined, even to keep the lines of the formation intact, even if the nobles' starships are found on the route forward, there is no intention to evade, so straight head to head, even if each other is hit by a bright fire ball, all at all.

The crystal bombs and high-energy particles falling in the mountains fall like heavy rain in the battle line of the Return Fleet, like countless golden swords severely cutting fluffy snow blocks, the strange distortions caused by the constant explosion of the starship, like the colored diamonds refracted horizontal and staggered light, a short staggered round, the Return Fleet fell on the brink of total collapse.

A number of starships have completely lost the courage to fight, and the turrets have been pulled down, but all the fuel has been sent to the Psychic Shield and Power Unit in an attempt to take the road and even collide with each other for the best escape route.

More armor and space shuttles, while trying to engage with the enemy for a while, were stunned to discover that the motherships were running away with complete disregard for their lives.

The loss of the mother ship is tantamount to the loss of hope for survival, and the cryless nobles, besides cursing, surrender with good hands - closing the vast majority of Pharaoh units around them, minimizing the flame response, and sending a "surrender” signal on the public channel awaiting a fate verdict.

There are also several giant warriors belonging to the family of four, who were already in the battlefield, but they looked at the sharp white star sword ahead and the Allied Fleet of Arsonists, such as the Demon-like Dingling and the Federation Expeditionary Army, and at the windy Lei Cheng Tiger fleet behind their asses, as well as the incompetent, fleeing friendly armies, sinking for a moment, shrinking back one by one, and using precious fuel to chase their mother ships.

Are you kidding me? With just one round of fighting, winning and losing won't be clearer. Soldiers lose like mountains, the mess in front of them, even the resurrection of Black Star Emperor Wu Yingqi won't be able to clean it up. If they don't run anymore, will they still be waiting to bury a fleet of congenital deformities, lack of the day after tomorrow, all pregnant ghosts, and a dead end?

The attackers destroyed the decaying firepower and even stretched all the way to the core of the battlefield of the Returning Fleet, theoretically on the total flagship of absolute safety.

Boom, boom, boom, boom! ”

Inside the master flagship, a series of loud sounds like deep water bombs exploded, the vast majority of the officers and soldiers were holding their heads, and even some activated the jelly-like buffer gel at all costs. Ostrich-like hideouts shivered inside, waiting for the starship to explode to improve their chances of survival - they were ready to be captured.

In the supreme joint combat conference, there was a scream of tearing the sky apart.

“What to do, the enemy's fire is so fierce, what the hell is going on! ”

“Out of the way, why are so many starships blocking our evacuation route, Song Jixiang, how exactly do you command, get these unknowingly heavy guys out of the way, let them behind us, let us evacuate safely! ”

“This is all your Song family's fault. This is your Song family's territory. This is your intelligence error. You are responsible. You are solely responsible for the tragic defeat of this battle. When you return to the Huang Long Realm and return to His Majesty, Ben Hou must participate in one of your copies. Wait, you all wait for Ben Hou! ”

“Handsome Song, handsome Song, what the hell are you doing? Aren't you the Commander of the Returning Fleet, the Supreme Commander of the Battle of the Jade Ding? Find a way to send us back to Jade Star. No, go straight back to the Yellow Dragon Realm. Otherwise, watch your head! ”

Dozens of Yuns, Li Jia and Oriental generals, ministers and masters, pointed their spears at Song Jia and Song not returning. On Song not returning, they tried to unleash their fears about Lei Chenghu and the Federals, and slightly recovered their faces.

Even Song Lixiang, the future emperor of the Song family, was like a half-dead cannibal stranded ashore, paralyzed in the command chair, panting in a hurry, grinding his teeth, staring at Song not returning with an incredibly poisonous look.

“… Yes, my subordinates will do their best to escort you safely home. ”

In the face of the stormy spit star, Song still had no expression on his face. He bowed deeply and retreated with his butt.

“Father!”

In the shadow deep in the tunnel, the eldest son and dozens of others dressed in telecommuter uniforms, but the tiger back bear waist, the temple burst high, all like the killing machine guy, emerged.

“Boom!”

The tail of the master flagship once again sounded loud, but this time it did not look like it had been shelled, but rather damaged by internal personnel, causing a severe implosion in the power compartment.

The speed of the total flagship slowed down.

Song is not returning to his father and son. He is ready to stay firmly on the deck like a nail.

The noble generals in the conference room were overwhelmed and shouted with anger.

Song did not return to hold the cabin wall, next to a round virtual starboard window, in a three-dimensional three-dimensional three-dimensional light screen, stars and artillery fire shone each other, reflecting him as particularly gloomy and tangled.

“It's a little... unhappy! ”

Song did not return to smile bitterly, looked out the window at the bloodstained star sea, muttered, “Jun Cai, do you believe that if we return to the Heavenly Fleet is a true fleet united, unified by a military order, with the spirit of death and invincibility that Black Star Emperor founded the Real Human Empire a thousand years ago, this battle is actually our chance.

“Our starships are not worse than our enemies, and the number and quality of the Giant Divine Soldiers are not too different. On key indicators such as the strength of ammunition, fuel and spiritual shields, they even outweigh our enemies, while the three parts of our enemies, Lei Chenghu, White Star Sword and Federal Reinforcements, also have fatal problems such as cooperation and acquiescence, subtle gaps and so on. The enemies are merely bluffing and masking their weakness with the same madness as the Deathly.

“So if I had 100% control of the Return Fleet, without these damn pigs and dogs standing in my way, it would have allowed the entire army to carry out my will, even in my middle-aged and unexpected life, not necessarily defeat the legendary 'god of war'!

“It is unfortunate that in a glorious, thunderous confrontation with Lei Chenghu, the most glorious spark will strike even if he dies under his hundreds of millions of cannons, it is the supreme honor of a fairy fixer and professional soldier.

“I'd rather die in such a glorious way than live in a stubborn way...”

“Father, why did you say that? ”

The eldest son took the first step, pulled the shock knife in half and cut the railroad, “The good bird chose the tree to live in, now it's too late, maybe you need to step up! ”

“It's too late, you don't understand, it's too late for anything. From the moment the four electorate emperors stole the highest power of the empire hundreds of years ago, it's too late for anything. You don't understand, you don't understand! ”

Master Song did not return to the long sigh, wiped a face, gradually gritted his teeth, one word at a time, cold-blooded, “That's right, this ugly farce has been tormented long enough, no matter the empire, Xianjie Avenue or human civilization can stand such torment, now let's end these clowns' performances with our own hands! ”