A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Jiang Ding stood on a silver-white bird-shaped super aerospace fighter.

Divine consciousness and mana poured in, activating the third-order spirit radar to scan the battlefield with a radius of a hundred kilometers.

It was devastated, with craters everywhere, broken limbs and broken arms, and smoke-emitting debris from tanks. It was extremely tragic.

With a tip of the toe, the aerial fighter jet disappeared amid the sound of air explosions.

Appearing in the sky, falling to the earth, landing in a place full of craters and fragments of flesh and blood.

He raised his hand, and magnetic induction dotted lines appeared. The soil, stones, tank fragments, and corpses slowly rose up, revealing a person with a weak breath among them.

"How about our First Army Group Commander Jin Lingfeng?"

Jiang Ding smiled.

In the tunnel, covered by layers of corpses, a petite silver-haired girl curled up in one corner, her face pale and frowning. One arm had disappeared, and the broken wound was bloody.

"Dainichi Jianzi?"

Jin Lingfeng opened his eyes, pleasantly surprised, and then said bitterly: "Damn Xuanwu Taoist candidate, he bullied me for just practicing Qi now. When I reach the peak of foundation building, I will definitely summon more than a dozen sky groups and beat him to the death die!"

"Well, there will be a chance."

Jiang Ding carefully pushed away the soil and stones around her, and his spiritual consciousness and mana poured into it. He used the foundation-level rejuvenation technique to treat her injuries and said with a smile: "As long as the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace is immortal, they will continue to choose If you come up with your own alternative methods, there will be no shortage of them.”

Treat internal injuries and join broken bones.

What's a pity is that the left arm doesn't know where it went, or it may have been shattered, leaving only a white skin.

After a while, Jin Lingfeng stood up. Apart from his body being a little thin and his breath weak, there were no wounds.

Jiang Ding looked around from the perspective of an air and space fighter. The battles of the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th Army Groups had ended one after another, and they also began to clean the battlefield and treat their comrades.

The aerial fighter jet disappeared amid the sound of air explosions and circled the entire battlefield at extremely fast speeds.

"The status of the injured is as follows..."

Jiang Ding sent the information he obtained to the commanders of each group army group, marking in detail the location, location, injury status and other information of hundreds of thousands of wounded.

"Yes, Your Excellency, Commander-in-Chief!"

The voices of Jin Chengkong, Xue Qian and others came.

Jiang Ding himself was still flying in the sky in his aerial fighter plane. Wherever he passed, within a range of eight kilometers, magnetic induction dotted lines flashed past.

The soil and rocks were scattered, revealing the wounded among them. By the way, the seriously injured were treated in advance to control their injuries.

There are too many people. If you treat them all alone, your magic power will not be able to handle it. Just wait for others to come over for follow-up treatment.

Very efficient.

Hundreds of people were treated almost every few seconds. The light green light of the rejuvenation technique shone through again and again, and the wounds healed.

As long as the cultivator does not die and his soul is not injured, it is very easy to treat him.

Tens of thousands of monks who were briefly confused by Baoding Maitreya also woke up without any sequelae.

Their souls are isolated by the central array spirit computer, and a golden elixir, incense and fire god cannot affect the essence.

A few hours later, the army was reorganized.

"His Excellency, Commander-in-Chief."

An Siyan was not killed in the battle and still served as the director of the General Staff Division. He adjusted his black-rimmed glasses and said: "In this battle, plus the previous battles, our army lost 1,277,220 lives." After the remaining troops were reorganized, they were divided into four tank army groups, each with more than 700,000 people."

"Results,"

Her tone cheered up: "Killed 6,227 foundation-building monks, including 65 true disciple-level foundation-building monks who had golden elixir combat power under certain circumstances, and seven others. A true disciple-level figure escaped."

"The incense god, Baoding Maitreya, the most important golden elixir level incense clone died."

"Battle damage ratio, 205 to 1."

"Big victory!"

"Big victory?"

Jiang Ding sighed and said: "It's a bit tragic that more than two hundred Qi practitioners exchange the life of one Foundation-building monk."

This is not a small-world qi-training monk.

No matter how many Qi-training monks they have, they can't participate in the golden elixir battlefield.

These more than one million people are all immortal talents trained by the Immortal Sect's quality education since childhood. They all have basic attainments in disciplines such as exercises, alchemy, weapon refining, formations, spiritual plants, and spiritual beasts.

A lot of educational resources have been invested in each person, and the probability of being promoted to a high-level monk in the future is much greater than that of a small-world qi-training monk.

Fortunately, the flames of war have not yet reached the mainland, and there is Taixu Illusion as a buffer. It has only lost a lot of resources that the Immortal Sect is already very short of.

Without supplements, the promotions of many Qi-training and foundation-building monks, and even Golden Core monks, would be affected.

"There is no way."

An Siyan said seriously: "The Nine Immortal Sects and the Immortal Sect are both the dominant forces in the realm, so such casualties are inevitable."

"If it were other forces, the Xianmen Qi training troops could attack any battlefield below the Golden Core level with minimal casualties."

"In fact, if it weren't for your appearance, before the emergence of a new generation of third-level tactical nuclear weapons, Xianmen would have completely given up on the world that requires Qi-training monks to land and fight."

Xuanwu Tiangong has developed a forbidden treasure that can neutralize third-level tactical nuclear bombs. Naturally, Xianmen can also develop countermeasures.

The time is not certain, it may be more than ten years, decades, or hundreds of years. Things in scientific research have always been like this, and there is no precise time.

"I think we should learn to adapt to the death of our companions. These will come sooner or later. This world is so cold and cruel."

"Adapting to the death of a companion?"

Jiang Ding repeated An Siyan's words and shook his head: "Let's attack. As long as we are strong enough, this day will never come."

"And how dare I adapt to this world?"

"Forehead……"

An Siyan didn't know what to say.

"Yes! Your Excellency, Commander-in-Chief!"

The army of tanks rumbled forward.

Smoke and dust filled the sky and could be clearly seen hundreds of miles away. The clouds on the horizon were shaken by it. Many monsters fled in panic. A wide and flat road was forcibly carved out of the steep and rugged ancient forest.

In the sky, in front of the army, a young man in green sat cross-legged on a super aerospace fighter. The third-order spirit radar continuously scanned the battlefield within a hundred kilometers to ensure that there would not be any enemies hiding in ambush.

A few days later, the army traveled more than 5,000 kilometers and arrived 70 kilometers away from the base of the nine-root Xuanwu demarcation array in the central part.

The nine sky-reaching formation bases go straight into the clouds, connecting to the outer world, and providing anchor points for the thousands-kilometer-wide military formation of the Xuanwu Celestial Palace.

"coordinate……"

The commanders of each corps issue orders to the subordinates.

There is nothing to investigate in advance. Xianmen's troops just desperately arrive within the effective range of the target and then launch.

"put!"

Millions of artillery were fired at the same time, white marks piercing the sky, and shrill whistling sounds one after another, filling the sky and the earth.

Boom!

The nine sky-reaching giant pillars were submerged by the dense armor-piercing shells. They trembled uncontrollably. The aura dimmed a lot, and the giant pillars were a little blurry. They were hard-wired to receive millions of armor-piercing shells without being destroyed.

The defense power is extremely terrifying among the golden elixir level.

"put!"

"..."

Jin Lingfeng and other commanders didn't even look at it. The army group fired five volleys in a row. The smoke turned into clouds and covered the sky.

Rumble…

Amidst the endless bombardment, the nine sky-reaching giant pillars collapsed, and the aura of the military formation outside the sky was once again weakened.

The tank army continued to rumble forward, aiming directly at the core of the final southern delimitation formation.