A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Time flies by, another five years.

Under the sun god tree, the violent spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun dispersed, revealing a young man in green clothes below.

"The peak of the golden elixir in the middle stage..."

"The seventh Tiangang Sun restriction of Taiqing Feijian has been completed."

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, and the scarlet murderous intent could hardly be concealed, as red as lava.

The sword-making method of Lieyang Lingtie is too cruel and extreme, and cannot be supported by the monk's will. Wherever he looks now, he is instinctively looking for strong people, hoping to use their efforts to calm down.

He took a deep breath and silently recited the third-level top secret technique "Qing Xin Jue" in the Immortal Sect. After a while, he calmed down the restlessness in his heart. His scarlet eyes gradually dimmed and returned to their original black and white appearance.

"Let's break through."

Jiang Ding looked inside and saw that the azure mana in his dantian had reached two-thirds of its limit.

Click!

The mana of the Ten Thousand Transformations Magnetic Element in the Dantian is surging, but with just one roll, the seemingly indestructible bottleneck has been broken and vulnerable. The fragments dissolve in the Dantian, turn into mana deposits, and disappear.

Boom!

There was an explosion in the body, and the mana in the Dantian was turbulent, running at high speed, pouring into the subtle branches of the meridians that had never been penetrated before, continuously widening them, and the mana meridians of the "Wanhua Magnetic Yuan Jing" became more complicated and efficient, and the mana Increase it by one, and the breath will be strengthened by a large amount.

Late stage of Golden Elixir!

"Sixteen years old, late stage of Golden Core!"

"This is the great achievement of this genius!"

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, filled with murderous intent, and the scarlet red lava color unknowingly covered his eyes again.

The blue-gold sword energy faintly emerged between his hands, and it moved outward, tearing a gap in the space. The body and sword merged into one, and disappeared into it.

next moment,

Peering into the starry sky among the branches and leaves of the sacred tree covering the sky, his figure appeared on an extremely wide star field super teleportation array, and said calmly: "Teleport."

"Yes, we are teleporting you to the destination, the frontline battlefield in the geomagnetic realm."

"Transmitting..."

…

In the hazy white light of space, a young man in green clothes appeared in the starry sky.

Surrounded by thousands of space carriers and dozens of steel fortresses, the huge spiritual light slowly calmed down, and the space array bubbles all over the starry sky gradually disappeared.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

A huge world emitting a faint spiritual light appeared in front of him, and he could not see the edge. Looking down, he could vaguely see the tracks of some mountains and rivers, as well as the electromagnetic spiritual light that persisted all year round in the strong wind layer within the world. The magic power of Wanhua Magnetic Element is more active.

Looking around, there are steel fortresses standing in clusters. Space carriers, space battleships, and fighter planes are all over the starry sky. The hazy and chaotic formations are spreading out, forming a terrifyingly powerful formation. The pavilions and pavilions in the center are being formed. The Xuanwu Ascension Formation was surrounded by phantoms, and it was suffocating.

Occasionally, a volley directed by the steel fortress and the sky mothership spread the bright light all over the world, blinding the consciousness. A large number of ancient fairy pavilions collapsed and shattered. The Nascent Soul True Lord and the God-Transforming Heavenly Lord inside turned into powder, and the souls Shattered.

Jiang Ding quickly assessed the battlefield.

"I didn't try my best..."

He discovered that the Shenji Tianjun's flagship Steel Fortress Shenji never moved.

Even a large area of ​​steel fortresses and space carriers around him were quietly suspended in the starry sky, watching indifferently, letting the battleships and heavenly palaces and pavilions fight, unmoved by the blood-drenched battlefields between the enemy and ourselves.

Why is this?

Jiang Ding fell into thinking.

"We are here to guard against the powerful Void Refining Power of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace."

The Lord of Divine Machinery came to him at some unknown time, his body was hazy, and he was a clone formed by magic. He explained the battlefield: "In addition, we hope that the war will be limited to the level of refining the void as much as possible. Don't go all out at the beginning, just To seek wealth.”

"Hopefully that old guy understands what we mean."

Jiang Ding understood.

The Immortal Sect does not want to start the final war and destroy the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, but only hopes to obtain more small realms to cultivate its own monks.

"Commander-in-Chief, how about inbounds?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"It hasn't started yet, the landing force is ready and waiting for your arrival."

Shenji Tianjun was not in a hurry, and still had time to teach him real battlefield experience, saying: "Landing operations are usually initiated by the dominant party in the war outside the boundary. Otherwise, one's own landing troops enter the boundary, allowing more The massacre of high-level monks.”

"Either multiple Immortal Sect-level forces jointly landed and competed for the indigenous forces. This was the case in the Ganghan Realm you participated in last time."

“Without the advantages of outside warfare, there would be no landing war.”

"You should keep this in mind. It will come in handy when you independently command a certain front in combat."

"knew."

Jiang Ding suppressed his murderous intention and nodded obediently.

"The first step of landing within the boundary is to cover the bombing with artillery fire and clear out key targets."

Divine Master Tianjun pointed to the geomagnetic world below.

Jiang Ding felt that there was a strange force invading his eyes. He hesitated and did not immediately get rid of the strange force that contained the aura of the lunar sun.

A flower in front of my eyes.

"look,"

An old voice appeared in my ears.

Jiang Ding followed Shenji Tianjun's finger and looked at the geomagnetic world below, his pupils expanding slightly unconsciously.

The original impression of just a vast and boundless geomagnetic world has become clearer. Mountains, rivers, land, rivers, and seas are clearly visible. The entire small world is covered by an invisible electromagnetic wave.

At the intersection of these electromagnetic waves, dozens of Nascent Soul Lords and a god-transformation monk were clearly marked.

The places where they hide are very hidden, under the deep sea, in the underground, covered by various shielding formations, and the geographical location is advantageous, but under the fingers of the Divine Machine God, they are unable to hide.

"This technique is called Planet Magnetic Tracing Technique. It is a sixth-level Void Refining-level spell. The Nine Immortal Sects can also use it with the help of special magic weapons and military formations to detect and locate powerful people in small circles."

"There is no golden elixir monk?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"No,"

Lord Shen Ji Tianjun shook his head: "Compared to the entire Small Thousand Worlds, the Golden elixir cultivator is too small, and is easily shielded by the natural spiritual power fluctuations of the small world. In addition, hidden spells, hidden magic weapons, and planet magnetism The tracking technique cannot locate it at all.”

"Even if our warriors are manually positioned within the boundary, they cannot lock the soul of the Jindan monk. It is blocked by the boundary wall, which is very difficult."

"This seems to be related to the 'personality' of the realm and the instinct of protecting living beings in the small realm. It is not just about the strength of one's strength."

"The 'persons' below Nascent Soul will be subconsciously protected by the small realm of heaven, just like grass, trees, ants, and animals."

"Those at Nascent Soul level and above are considered adults and can survive alone outside the world for a period of time. The Heavenly Dao of the Small World will no longer pay attention to them."

"This is the huge advantage that Golden Core cultivators have in the world."

"I understand."

Jiang Ding understood.

"Back to the topic, the first step in the intra-boundary landing war is,"

Shenji Tianjun continued, his voice calm, as if he was chatting with a junior in the family.

"Artillery coverage."

Boom!

The moment he finished speaking, the main guns of more than a dozen steel fortresses and the magic main guns of hundreds of space carriers roared together. The terrifying magic fluctuations were transmitted into the sea of ​​​​consciousness, forming a loud rumbling sound that shook the consciousness of all the monks. There was great turmoil, and his eyes were filled with bright white light.

It took a long time to recover.

"Report, the target of transformation into gods has been killed, and the target of Nascent Soul is alive and is escaping in the state of Nascent Soul."

"Apply for another shelling."

Sonorous and powerful reports from his subordinates constantly appeared in the consciousness of Shenji Tianjun, and he released them to show and teach the juniors around him.

"Approved, the second bombardment will be carried out immediately."

"yes!"

Boom!

This time, the main guns of thirty space carriers fired a salvo, using the huge military formation to blast through the boundary wall, rush into the boundary, and kill all three Nascent Souls who were running away madly.

"continue."

Without stopping, Shenji Tianjun continued: "Bomb all suspicious areas, areas where monks may be present, ten times."

"Don't be afraid of wasting it. Now is the time to use the wealth you have accumulated over the years."

"yes!"

Boom!

Boom!

…

The steel fortress and the air carrier led the salvos again and again, bombing all the suspicious places. The rocks collapsed, the rivers rolled back, and the sea set off huge waves hundreds of meters high, causing countless damage.

Until, there is no longer any aura of Yuanying and monks above.

However, the formation base Tianzhu, which symbolizes the rule of the small realm of Xuanwu Tiangong, was not damaged and is still standing.

“That’s what’s special about the small world.”

Shenji Tianjun pointed at these formation base pillars and said: "Outside the boundary wall, our artillery fire can blast through the mountains and explode rivers, but it cannot change the flow of earth veins and spiritual energy, because this is the pulse of a small world. "You can only enter it with a landing force and change it from the inside."

"This point cannot be violated even by the Great Master of Void Refining."

"Perhaps, only a higher-level true immortal with a personality equal to or even greater than a world can do this."

Jiang Ding nodded.

"Jiang Ding!"

"Commander of the Aerospace Forces of the Northern Front!"

Lord Shen Ji Tianjun raised a cup of tea and said solemnly: "Preparations for the landing of the air and space troops are complete. Please start the landing. Please make sure to return in triumph."

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

Jiang Ding saluted, and merged with the Taiqing Flying Sword, tearing apart the space and walking into the gap in the boundary wall that appeared under the constant bombardment.

Behind him, countless battleships and air and space fighter planes formed a formation like a dark cloud, cold and killing, flying together with the blue and gold sword escape light, and entered the realm.