40,000 Years of Cultivation

"We feel it too."

Li Linghai said solemnly, "It is very weird. Even if an ordinary giant planet has an atmosphere and an ionosphere, the magnetic field structure will never be so unstable. Even if it is affected by a supernova explosion, the shape of the magnetic field is a bit weird. The violent ripples of psychic energy underneath appeared in the form of sound waves, it was just howling ghosts and wolves, the screams of ghosts in the depths of Jiuyou Yellow Spring.

"However, even if it is really Youquan ghost and ghost ghost, we will seal it firmly, and we will never let it invade Iron Fist!"

"Very well, let's put it in place, keep the Lingwang open at all times, and I will send you a lot of data on the Iron Fist itself."

The King of Boxing said, "When the power output of the Iron Fist itself is maximized, you will start it together. Fellow Daoists, it is up to you!"

Hundreds of the strongest, and many more inferior, but equally determined fighters, suddenly promised.

At this point, even the immortal cultivators who were still a little hesitant just now abandon distracting thoughts and condense the Dao Heart, and the whole body strength is poured into the double fist, the weapon and the power unit.

On the ancient giant stars, thunder and magnetic eruptions, planetary rings, and meteorites roared, but the alien phases of the heavens and the earth could not interfere with them at all, and their attention was all focused on the data and countdowns transmitted by the boxing champion.

"Three, two, one, start!"

Boxing champion, Li Yao, Ding Lingdang, Li Jialing and hundreds of the strongest roar at the same time.

Headed by Li Yao, dozens of giant soldiers stubbornly held the Iron Fist, and the colorful and thundering flames spewed out from behind, which merged with the flame of the Iron Fist itself, just like pedaling and jumping fiercely towards the ancient superstar. Up!

The extreme output power of the Giant God Soldier is naturally not comparable to that of a huge starship that is several kilometers long, but the advantage of the Giant God Soldier is that the steering and output power adjustment of the power unit are more flexible, and it can be fine-tuned and pushed according to the structure of the starship at any time. The direction and strength of the force are used to ensure that the severely damaged structure of the Iron Fist can maintain the most basic integrity in the ultra-high-intensity "gravitational confrontation".

One inch, two inches, three inches, one foot, two feet, three feet, one meter, two meters, three meters!

Under the insistence of Li Yao and dozens of the strongest, the Iron Fist rose slowly and steadily.

The movements of the strong are so gentle, the steel arms of the giant soldiers seem to have turned into soft feathers, it is this soft feathers, which carries the life and hope of the entire boat.

Perceiving that they are slowly and firmly getting rid of the gravitational circle of the ancient superstar, everyone on the ship cheered, but the cheers only lasted a few seconds, and they raced against time to devote themselves to their respective work, no, the mission.

Above the Iron Fist, Ding Lingdang and Yan Liren led dozens of powerful attacking Yuan Ying and Huashen, forming a solid shield.

That's right, the halo didn't envelop the entire planet. If the time, fuel, and starship are strong enough, they can completely go around diagonally above.

But now, many of the Tekken’s cabins are fragmented, a large amount of fuel is scattered and ejected, and the structure is quite unstable. It will fall apart at any time. It cannot withstand the tearing force caused by changing the course, and can only bite the bullet and break in. The halo is also the gravel star belt, which requires Ding Lingdang, Yan Liren and others to stare wide and be up to 120,000 spirits to intercept all meteorites and even stardust that might hit the Iron Fist.

Being in the violent gravel star belt is like being in the most violent rain of bullets.

For "mad men" like Ding Lingdang and Yan Liren, this is not just torture, but rather excites them.

Ding Lingdang manipulated the giant soldier and shook his fist at Yan Liren.

Yan Liren smiled slightly, and also crumpled the giant soldier into a ball, hiding the long sword deeply behind him, and then—

Dozens of giant soldiers behind them opened fire at the same time, and the airtight barrage blasted almost all the meteorites into powder, but many powders still carried extremely high speeds, drawn out dazzling rays, and rushed in.

Ding Lingdang’s fist and Yan Liren’s long sword were activated at the same time, forming three beautiful mists of light, generating a powerful attraction, attracting all the cosmic dust around, as if appeared in front of them. Two colorful vortexes connected to another space, and all meteorites, stardust, and dust were sucked in.

"The escape route has been cleaned up, right now, boxing champion, Li Yao, come on!"

Below the Iron Fist, the ancient giant star seemed to "conscious" that the prey that was close at hand was about to escape, and became more and more angry. Piles of plasma and thunderstorms were thrown up from the raging atmosphere, unbiased and straight. Coming from the Iron Fist.

Both Li Yao and others, or the boxing champion, have poured all their psychic powers and computing power into the power unit and control system. They are unable to open the psychic shield or adjust the route in time. They can only place all their hopes in Li. The bodies of Jialing and Li Linghai.

Li Jialing didn't let them down. He was the first to rush down. The golden sword light all over his body suddenly exploded, turning into thousands of streams of light, and piercing the roaring plasma and thunderstorms to stimulate and neutralize the powerful energy contained in the opponent in advance. The reaction caused the opponent to annihilate after the expansion of the brilliant ball of light.

He rushed so fast, so deep, almost swallowed by a huge ball of light.

"His Majesty!"

Many immortal cultivators saw that the emperor himself was so brave and that hundreds of plasma thunderstorms were instantly split by him. They were shocked and admired, and they gritted their teeth and rushed down.

The emperor was so brave and brave. They could only be more brave and fearless than the emperor. One by one, they rushed to the front of Li Jialing, and blasted the thundercloud storm belonging to the human to the ancient superstar. More or less, they recovered a bit of the early desperadoes of the Empire "The demeanor.

Tens of thousands of light **** exploded at the same time in the halo above the head and under the feet and in the atmosphere, reflecting the dark vacuum like day, no, it was a night of aurora that was more magnificent than day.

Li Yao and the boxing champion deliberately separated the cultivators and the cultivators when they were discussing the team list. Some cultivators and cultivators went to intercept the meteorite, some carried the Iron Fist, and the other faced the furious ancient superstar.

Even though many cultivators and cultivators still have grievances and suspicions and vigilance, in the face of the torrent of the universe and the might of heaven and earth, these tiny ants can only stand hand in hand, unite as one, clenched their teeth, persist and save. While watching others, I am also saved by others.

When faced with the swift meteorite rain and the violent sea of ​​thunder, many cultivators have a strange and familiar feeling in their hearts, which evokes the memories of the past that have been sealed for a long time.

The most powerful people who can cultivate to the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage or even the realm of God Transformation are all geniuses and rare elites, and they have firm will and crazy ambitions in their youth.

At that time, which of these "genius teenagers" had never swung a sword at the sun, shot a sword toward the sky and the earth, practiced in the most dangerous gravel star belt, looked out at the splendid galaxy, and vowed to conquer the entire universe?

Since when have they gradually forgotten the "childish dreams", they have learned to intrigue and care about each other, they have learned to calculate all the pros and cons before the knife is released, they have learned to grow eyes behind their heads, and take three steps and two steps back. Even take two steps and take three steps back, learn to hide strength, be in harmony with the light, and still feel complacent, thinking this is a sign of "maturity"?

Since when did they change their ideals from conquering the sun, moon, and stars, to conquering the same kind around them, and from becoming the master of the galaxy, to becoming a "patriarch, patriarch, world lord, marquis, duke, and emperor" Hou"?

Since when, they have climbed to the unattainable position of the past, and then they are complacent, sealing all their ideals, thinking that they will never be able to climb one step further, but they have used all their minds to rack their brains. How to calculate how to exclude dissidents, stifle threatening newcomers, and maintain current status at all costs?

Electors, haha, Electors, in the face of the infinite power of giant planets and even supernovae, Electors are a shit, since when have they become so timid and cowardly, so ignorant?

"what!"

Facing the majesty and ferocity of the ancient superstars, the absurd and meaningless years in the minds of most immortal cultivators have dimmed, but the primitive beast-like instincts have gradually surfaced. They don’t want anything, don’t want anything. Just amidst the hysterical roar, they blasted one punch after another, blasted one knife after another, condensing their spirit and will in the hot bullets, shells and bombs, all shot out, they wanted To defeat ancient superstars, you must conquer the entire universe like the oaths and dreams you swear when you were a boy!

"Boom!"

A loud and deafening noise exploded in the depths of the brain and chest of every strong man, blasting almost every brain cell and internal organs to pieces.

A group of ultra-high-strength plasma visible to the naked eye, like a huge wave composed of billions of thunders, rushed out of the methane atmosphere and hit the Iron Fist and the strong.

"This--"

Obviously contrary to the common sense of astronomy, the breath of all the strong is stagnant.

"Good job, kill!"

Li Jialing roared fiercely, his Adam’s apple was torn apart, facing the overwhelming plasma thunderstorm, he blasted out the monstrous domineering that Black Star Great Emperor Wu Yingqi had never blasted before, the golden sword's blade rushed out dozens of kilometers, splitting up. A mixture of hundreds of dragons and griffins attacked towards the huge thunder wave.

"Yes, no matter what it is, we are cultivators, invincible cultivators, the strongest cultivators in the universe, kill!"

Under the emperor’s leadership, all immortal cultivators were desperate to burn their lives, agitate their souls, and boil blood, turning every drop of blood into powerful and unmatched steam, blasting out from the pores, driving the giant soldiers, and blasting the most Strong ultimate move!