A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

"Don't use your so-called swordsmanship to show your shame."

Jiang Ding was walking in the dazzling sword field of destruction.

The surrounding space is hazy, the sun is shattering and the sword intent covers all directions. The heat wave is steaming. The temperature has reached tens of thousands of degrees Celsius, which is enough to turn any carbon-based living thing into coke and ashes. It has begun to take on the appearance of one ten thousandth of the real sun.

It should be noted that the temperature in the core of the sun is only 20 million degrees Celsius.

To say that it is a star in its infancy and growing is not an exaggerated term.

"I've indeed made a fool of myself."

Xu Yan fell back while vomiting blood, stopped with his sword, stood still in the void, and said in a low voice.

He knew that his more than two thousand years of independent exploration and his arrogant idea of ​​blazing a path to the heavens alone were a complete fantasy.

At this time, let alone being promoted to Lianxu via this path, even a Nascent Soul stage Da Ri Jianzi could not defeat him and was crushed roughly and directly.

This road has failed.

Exploring alone, with at most the participation of some incompetent descendants of the Xu family, the final result is a balloon full of loopholes, which can explode with just a flick.

It’s not that he lacks talent or talent.

But it is too difficult to carve out a path alone!

No matter how talented people are, there is no orderly inheritance from predecessors, no outside assistance, and no joint efforts and mutual encouragement from a large number of fellow Taoists.

This kind of opening up a road is simply impossible to accomplish!

A casual cultivator, no matter how talented he is, cannot do it alone.

Buzz!

Buzz!

In the void, the space evaporates like water waves, hazy, and a steel fortress full of mottled marks slowly emerges, spreading out circles of ripple-like formations, connecting True Lord Tianfang, True Lord Noble King, and The air-space mothership of Zhenjun Jianian and others was shrouded in air-space fighter jets.

The aura of the huge military formation gradually formed one.

"Xu Yan,"

"Is this the real you?"

Jiang Ding looked more serious and looked at the starry sky fortress modeled two thousand years ago by the Immortal Sect.

This is a mottled, rusty steel fortress, tens of kilometers in size, and its entire body is made of some kind of silver-gray metal.

Some places on the fortress are pavilions and pavilions that are clearly in the shape of the Eight Immortal Sects, which are somewhat inconsistent with the modern technological style of the Immortal Sect. The aura is the same, chaotic, powerful, and crazy.

How to describe it?

This starry sky fortress does not have the technological beauty of the Xianmen Starry Sky Fortress, where power and beauty are integrated into one core.

This starry sky fortress is like a small private car workshop. All kinds of cool things are added to the car, such as wind wings, nitrogen accelerators, anti-aircraft machine guns and other super-standard things, completely ignoring the original design of the car. Indicators, crazy stacking of various performances and equipment.

Some of the things transformed by this kind of small workshop look quite cool, and they actually have what they seem to be.

At this time, the mottled and chaotic steel fortress was surrounded by aerospace carriers, aerospace battleships, and aerospace fighter jets that were just as messy as it, with different models, different productions, and different formations.

The number of these fighter planes and battleships is as high as millions. The fighter planes and battleships are densely packed and spread out within a thousand miles. Various formations are connected and chaos is filled.

Its overall aura keeps getting stronger and stronger.

The power of the military formation broke through the limit of the middle stage of divine transformation almost instantly, and approached the late stage of divine transformation. It did not stop and continued to approach the peak of divine transformation.

Heavy pressure spread across the sky and the earth, making all living creatures unable to breathe.

This is the military formation of the Immortal Sect!

The foundation of the realm’s overlord!

Even the backward version two thousand years ago can instantly make a mid-stage god-transformation monk have a major breakthrough in strength, which is completely different from that ridiculous swordsmanship.

"good!"

"Not bad!"

Jiang Ding read it carefully, clasped his hands and said in admiration: "Xu Yan, your appearance reminds me of the peasant uprising army that has been submerged in the long river of history."

"A messy patchwork, a little collected here, a few picked up there, a huge number of people, a command like a grassroots team, and random soldiers' quality."

"Your whole body is very similar to them, very similar."

he sighed.

"I don't want to see this kind of wonder after the Immortal Sect has entered the galaxy for more than ten thousand years."

"It's really breathtaking."

"Amazing!"

"Hahaha, what's the point of going around so much?"

The Sun-Destroying Heavenly Lord blasted out a cannon, shattering a large array of formations. He was still in the mood to pay attention to the battlefield here. He laughed loudly when he heard this: "Just tell him directly and ask him where he found so many tattered beggar costumes. Isn’t it over?”

"Senior, it's not good to be too direct."

"It should be noted that we are all serious scholars with doctorate degrees."

Jiang Ding said seriously.

"Hahaha……"

"Scholars! We are all scholars!"

Pingyang Tianjun, Sun Destroying Tianjun, Sunni Tianjun and others laughed wildly, the sound was rolling, wanton and arrogant, spreading tens of thousands of miles around.

"You guys are looking for death!"

Xu Yan's eyes were scarlet red and he was crazy with hatred.

Indeed, his fleet is too messy.

There are a few battleships from the 2,000-year-old version of Xianmen, and some low-end and then low-end battleships produced by Xu Jie;

There are also warship-shaped buildings commissioned from the Shangqing Lingbao Sect to be built at high prices, or they are lower-end versions of the Xian Sect;

There are also young people from the Xu and Wang families walking in the realm, and transforming the magic flying boats seized from the enemy.

In this way, over thousands of years, they worked hard and accumulated little by little, and finally restored this military formation.

The strength of the complete shipbuilding industry at the realm level is not something that a small realm-level family can rely on. This is the immortal industrial capacity that belongs exclusively to the realm overlord, and even the military formation heavy weapons in the eight major immortal sects are like this.

Those pavilion military formation heavy weapons, although they are weaker than those of the immortal gate, require a much longer industrial chain and a much higher cost than those of the immortal gate.

The selling price is naturally the same.

"You are just a group of weaklings who have escaped from the Starry Sky Fortress."

"Since you are looking for death, I will send you off!"

Xu Yan said coldly.

He stood on the Starry Sky Fortress, holding a pure black flag and waving it down suddenly.

This is obviously a communication magic weapon, a treasure of the Yuanshen level. Every warship and fighter plane has a similar flag. It should be a substitute developed by Xu after losing the array spirit communication technology.

"Kill!"

Xu Yan said sternly.

In his mind, the array patterns between the Starry Sky Fortress and the millions of warships were densely covered, filling the thousands of miles of star fields, forming a huge and complex domain, and regaining control of nearly half of the domain.

The military formation inhaled and exhaled endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth, all of which gathered in the main gun of the Starry Sky Fortress.

Boom!

The sky and the earth suddenly became bright, and the pure white light filled the sky and the earth.

Then, the giant cannon of the Starry Sky Fortress roared, and the millions of aerospace motherships, aerospace warships, and aerospace fighters also roared with the array, shaking the earth.

Countless ship gun beams were combined together through the huge military formation, and they were built in an instant like building blocks, forming a columnar god-transforming killing array with a width of tens of kilometers, covering the young man in green.

The terrifying aura that was enough to make the Divine Transformation cultivators tremble with fear spread out.

This is the peak-level military killing array of the Divine Transformation!

Clang!

Jiang Ding drew his sword slowly and slashed it out.

This sword gathered the power of the Thousand Mile Sun Destruction Sword Domain.

Half of the sky suddenly darkened, and the Dyson Sun Sword Domain gathered infinite sunlight, forming 1,200 strands of sun gauze covering the hilt of the Taiqing Flying Sword, and flew out along the Yin-Yang magnetic pole electromagnetic cannon guide rails that were cut out by the divine consciousness.

It can be clearly seen that the aura of the Taiqing Flying Sword is far inferior to this military killing array that gathers the power of millions of warships and fighters.

Clang!

The Taiqing Flying Sword slashed into this peak-level military killing array of the Divine Transformation, shuttled through it like a fish, and instantly broke through twenty-seven formation nodes.

The world was quiet.

Boom!

A terrifying explosion, countless electromagnetic sword qi bloomed, and the Taiqing Flying Sword retreated back, the spiritual light dimmed a little, and recovered in an instant.

The peak-level military killing array of the Spiritualization Realm was broken!

It was broken by the Taiqing Flying Sword, which was much less powerful than itself!

Xu Yan stood on the mottled Starry Sky Fortress, his face gloomy.

"Too chaotic!"

"Your military array is too messy, and there are flaws everywhere. There is no need to bother looking for anything."

"Xu Yan,"

Jiang Ding raised his head and pointed his long sword at the Starry Sky Fortress: "I said, I can break your patchwork array with ten swords."

"Do you believe it or not?"