40,000 Years of Cultivation

"Two!"

Luo Qisheng rushed over with excitement, almost grasping Li Yao and Long Yangjun as life-saving straws. He is a pill-forming master, and he has long realized that the strength of the two must not be weak, but he did not expect to be strong. This level, especially Li Yao's shocking shot just now, almost didn't explode his heart at the same time when he exploded the Eye of Thunder!

"Medical soldiers! Medical soldiers!"

Luo Qisheng blew his beard and stared, and shouted through the mine broadcast magic weapon, "Where are the medical soldiers!"

Under the cover of violent storm fire, a team of medical soldiers wearing white crystal armor and carrying a few large silver jars flew from a short distance. First, they stared at Li Yao deeply in admiration and awe. Later, he skillfully set up a temporary defense formation next to Li Yao and Long Yangjun, and directed several vacuum jets connected to the medicine tank on the back at them.

"Puff puff puff!"

A large amount of light green gel sprayed out, wrapping the two people tightly. The high-energy nutrient medicine and restorative medicine contained in the gel quickly penetrated into the pores of the two people, wandering between the meridians and blood vessels, soothing and soothing. Moisturizing.

"Well!"

Li Yao is as comfortable as immersing in a state-of-the-art medical cabin. These jelly-like weird gels not only have the magical power to repair damaged meridians, but also naturally produce a rebound force with the gentle swing of his hands and feet. , Like a master massager serving him, greatly improved the efficiency of his digestion and absorption of the ancient sacred medicine in the body.

In modern warfare, what is emphasized is the coordination between cultivators and ordinary soldiers.

Comprehensions are equally powerful at both offensive and defensive ends. As arrows and blades, they can be invincible. The disadvantage is that the battery life is too short, and the high-intensity continuous output is not possible for a long time. If you are not careful, your psychic energy is exhausted and you are easily surrounded by enemy soldiers. In the most extreme case, first-class masters may be surrounded by small soldiers alive.

Ordinary soldiers are just the opposite. Both attack and defense are relatively weak, but as long as the number is sufficient to form an echelon attack, they can continue to stably output, and the range and direction of attack will be greatly expanded.

What's more, there is a combat parameter that is basically equal to all people, and that is the amount of bombs and storage space.

In the vacuum of the universe, in a combat environment that is not affected by gravity, everyone's ammunition, fuel, and spar capacity all depend on their Universe Ring, and the storage space for the Universe Ring of the Nascent Soul Boss is very limited, no matter how large.

This means that even if the combat power of a Yuanying boss is a thousand times that of an ordinary soldier, the ammunition and spar he can carry can hardly exceed the total ammunition and spar quantity of a hundred ordinary soldiers.

More weapons and ammunition, spar supplies, and a variety of warfare magic weapons can evolve ever-changing and intricate tactics, and even play effects that the primordial infants and monsters can't achieve.

High-ranking monks and ordinary soldiers have their own pros and cons, and their perfect integration is the key to victory.

To put it bluntly, the winning or losing of modern warfare is at least a hand-to-hand battle that does not involve starship confrontation. To a large extent, it depends on whether the enemy's minions can effectively consume the enemy's master's psychic reserve, ammunition, mental power, and endurance combat time. ; And when your own master is greatly consumed by the opponent's minions, the above-mentioned basic combat parameters, your logistical support is strong enough, can you give your own master's time to replenish psychic energy, mental recovery, flesh and blood soothing and magic weapon cooling in time!

At this point, Luo Qisheng did just the right thing.

Because their four-year-old four-units, as ordinary troops without special titles, their original mission on the battlefield was this-to provide support, medical treatment and firepower to the masters of the ace army.

"Chuck, Chuck, Chuck!"

Every pore in Li Yao's body was like a bottomless whirlpool, absorbing the high-energy nutrients in the light green gel frantically.

The originally trembling, sticky "jelly" quickly became a piece of transparency, and even a feeling of gray and brittle hair, peeled off from him and turned into pieces of fine dust.

"Not bad!"

Li Yao grinned, and his spirit rushed toward the medic's crystal armor like an octopus, "What kind of weird thing is this, it tastes pretty good, let's get some more!"

Numerous medical soldiers were stunned and looked at each other. They had also conducted joint drills with many ace troops, but they had never seen a master who swallowed emergency medical gel so quickly and sucked so cleanly.

Just now this gel contains two bases of recovery potions, enough for a pill conglomeration master to cultivate for two or three hours in it!

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up!"

Luo Qisheng couldn't wait to seize the medical spray gun, spraying life-saving straw all over his face.

"Puff puff puff puff puff puff!"

This time, a dozen vacuum medical spray guns sprayed Li Yao at the same time, wrapping him in a large "jelly" with a diameter of five or six meters.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The thrilling round of fighting just now, especially the last hearty shot, completely activated Li Yao’s strength that had accumulated for a century. At this moment, he was not in armor, and even the mustard combat uniform was completely burned by the violent psychic energy. His figure was directly exposed to the universe, but he didn't care. While devouring the high-energy nutrients in the medical gel, he sprayed dead blood and exhaust gas from the pores, forming a series of dense small bubbles in the "jelly" At first glance, it looks like the whole body is completely boiling!

Even with a layer of medical gel, a cold vacuum, and a thick crystal armor, many Federation forces can still feel the pressure of breathlessness.

It’s like a super giant battleship tens of kilometers long, gliding slowly by your side. Even if you know that the giant ship will not crush itself, but looking at the hull that can’t see the end, it will still People can't help but dry their mouths, and their heartbeat speeds up!

Next to Li Yao, Long Yangjun also absorbed all the nutrients in the gel.

She is now showing her true colors and looks like a human woman. Naturally, she can't be as coquettish as Li Yao. Although she has removed the fragmented crystal armor, she still wears a milky white mustard combat suit. The tight super-flexible material sets off the thrilling figure. It's just right.

After absorbing a large amount of nutrient medicine, on her mustard combat uniform, there was also an unconcealable spiritual flame surging out, and the damage and fatigue just now barely recovered more than half.

Li Yao glanced at Long Yangjun, then quickly observed the battle ahead, nodded and said: "The situation is very good, it seems that we don't need to take action..."

"you shut up!"

Long Yangjun's spirit rushed over, "Honestly eat you, don't talk!"

The elite female warrior of the Nuwa tribe turned her head, and through the transmission of divine thoughts, she sternly said to Luo Qi: "The battle ahead is developing very smoothly. According to our estimation, Professor Mo Xuan can't have too much vitality in his hands. There are two to three thousand in total. The spirit ghost army and these war puppets should be all his combatable soldiers.

"Just now we smashed most of the spirit ghost army in one breath, and lost the blessing of the thunder defensive formation. They have been completely suppressed and will soon be divided and surrounded!

"These spirit ghost army has been fighting for a long time. With their bodies soaked in the medical cabin for so many years, they can't hold back such a long battle!

"The enemy's line of defense will soon collapse, and the situation is very good!

"Colonel Luo, hurry up and discuss with the commanders of the various units about the battle plan after the invasion of space station 01!"

"Ok……"

Luo Qisheng squinted his eyes, the commander-specific crystal armor has a special oversized helmet, and the ultra-high scanning precision crystal eyes help him analyze the current situation in an instant: "Indeed, if there are no variables, we can attack within half an hour. Enter Space Station 01!"

The voice hasn't fallen yet, and the sudden change occurs!

From the airtight gate spewing out from the universe mine and more spirit ghost army just now, thousands of black iron **** suddenly flew out!

These big iron **** are like the meteor hammer most used by the barbarian monks in the ancient repair era. The surface is covered with dense spurs, and between the spurs, there are countless metal whips that can be stretched and retracted like tentacles. , At first glance it looks like some kind of weird bacteria, the effect after magnifying it hundreds of millions of times!

"Zizzi!"

Between all the big iron balls, there are faint blue arcs, but they are not used to attack, but form a strong spiritual magnetic force field, which firmly pulls each other together, gradually forming a diameter of hundreds of meters. Huge sphere!

This technology that relies on the power of psychic magnets to draw each other is similar to the psychic attachment technology used in the God of War suit. It can be divided and combined, stretched freely, and extremely flexible.

However, this time, after slightly squirming, the huge sphere of hundreds of meters turned into an image of a giant hugging each other, and slowly stretched out his limbs, "sit up" from the star sea, and looked at the federation on the opposite side with cold eyes. military!

The big iron ball full of spurs is its "muscle" and "bone", and the psychic magnetic field that swiftly swims between the big iron **** is its nerves, blood vessels and muscles. When this giant is When the "waist rod" is completely straightened, it is more than two hundred meters high!

"Roar!"

The "face" of the giant condensed by a large iron ball, the gaps of the iron ball are burning with an inextinguishable ghost blue flame. It is like a living cosmic creature, grinning, and roaring at the Federal Army.

Its sound cannot be heard in a vacuum, but everyone "sees" its roar, which is a circle of faint blue ring ripples, sweeping across the army like a shock wave, wherever it goes, everything is affected. All the EFF forces staggered like they were drunk!

It is an extremely intense mental attack!

Li Yao's eyes protruded, staring at the giant monster more than two hundred meters high for a long time, and then slowly turned his head to look at Long Yangjun.

Long Yangjun blushed very rarely, the blue veins on his temples jumped for a long time, gritted his teeth and said: "What I said, I am responsible!"