Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Li Yao looked far and wide, and saw a huge light curtain rising between the clouds in the midair, such as the raging waves. It quickly expanded in all directions, and soon spread a few tens of kilometers!

What appears in the light curtain is the blood of the sun, the wind and thunder, and the fierce battlefield where thousands of spar battleships are interspersed, colliding, tearing, swallowing, and exploding!

"It was the **** war of 500 years ago!" Li Yao's spirit was invigorated.

The battlefield picture in the light curtain quickly advanced to the tragic scene of the Liaoyuan smashing the Tianye.

The Amano is the flagship of the East Pole demon country. It is said to use the bodies and skeletons of hundreds of giant monsters on the seabed. Through decades of magical catalysis, it has become a huge battleship of the sacrum.

With a total length of more than 20,000 meters and a weight of 190 million tons, it is an ugly mountain peak suspended in midair, giving an indestructible impression.

In front of it, even the Liaoyuan, it is like a small insignificant slab, which will be torn apart.

However, in the face of such a powerful enemy, the Liaoyuan is still accelerating, accelerating, and accelerating, and sprinting toward the most solid fore deck of the Amano.

Amano clearly discovered the intent of the Liaoyuan, and the numerous acid sacs, enchanting guns, and venomous glands in the body were all sucked up, spurting hundreds of acid, poisonous juice and demon light, and smashing the brain in the spirit of the Liaoyuan. On the shield.

The Liaoyuan was smashed, and the spiritual shield suddenly flickered and cracked at any time.

There were a lot of human warships around, and they all fled in desperately to resist the attack of the Amano.

These spar warships have smaller tonnages and weak defenses. Most of them are completely corroded after eating acid and poisonous juices several times. They fall into the sea and the officers and soldiers of the whole ship are degraded.

More human warships, but like crazy, fill the blanks without fear, to form the most solid shield for the Liaoyuan!

at last--

There are only 500 meters left between the Liaoyuan and the Amano. For two such huge warships, this is the distance of a hair!

The Liaoyuan completely gave up the spiritual shield and sent all the psionic powers into the driving array. The tail of the battleship burst into a fierce red awn, and the speed suddenly increased a step and broke into the demon shield of the Amano!

"嘶嘶嘶嘶嘶-"

It seems that the meteor rushed into the atmosphere. The Liaoyuan and the demon shields violently rubbed, generating a lot of light and heat. The red-red light shrouded the Liaoyuan, making it a glimpse of a long shot!

That's too late!

No matter how to avoid the Amano number, it’s too late!

No matter how the Tianyehao poured into the Liaoyuan No., it was too late!

Regardless of the bridge of the Amano, how do the East Pokemon roar, how to roar, how to use the most vicious demon to curse these crazy people are too late!

The shining rifle plunged into the front deck of the Amano by piercing the momentum of the sky, until two-thirds of the hulls penetrated into the enemy ship. The driving array at the tail of the Liaoyuan was still overloaded, bursting out The group of fireworks like a group of lights, eventually completely immersed in the enemy ship!

Then there was the earth-shattering big bang.

The prestige, the unrivaled Amano, is like a body that has lost its soul. It smokes everywhere and leaks everywhere. The skeletons that make up the hull have collapsed, broken down, and fell into the sea one by one.

......

As the battle entered the end, the light curtain gradually dissipated, and the blood-stained sea turned into a blue sky and white clouds.

At the end of the light curtain picture, the yang and blood gradually condensed and turned into three red-red words:

"In this battle, the 13,300 officers and men of the Liaoyuan, including 300 refiners, 15 fictitious comprehensions, and the captains of the captains, all fallen. No life!"

"With them, there are still 110,000 officers and men, 4,325 volunteers!"

"They created a powerful country that belongs to mankind - the Stars Federation!"

Against this background, the overwhelming red flag flutters in the wind and slowly unfolds. In the center of the red flag is a golden dragon with claws and claws. The dragon is hovering over a translucent water-wading bead, and the beads are Nine brilliant stars.

The flag of the Starry Federation - the nine-star rising dragon flag!

Jiuxing, representing the nine cultivists who originally created the Federation; the dragon, representing the human civilization, the starry river, conquers the ambition of the universe!

Seeing these three sentences and seeing the red and **** national flag, all the young people feel the tide and the blood is boiling. I don’t know who is the first to scream:

"Long live the Federation!"

"Long live the comprehension!"

"Huanghuang people, Xinghai hegemony! Long live human civilization!"

"We human beings are the strongest fighting race in the endless sea of ​​stars! We are always the masters of this universe. Nothing can stop us! Who dares to stop us, we must fight with him in the end!"

"Long live the Federation! Long live the self-cultivator! Long live the human civilization!"

After a while, all the teenagers on the eight floating boats shouted together with excitement.

Inspired by the young people's purest courage and will, the Liaoyuan, which has been quiet as a tombstone, suddenly trembled, and a faint golden awn was formed in the whole body, turning into a golden rifle, facing the konjac island underneath. Sting!

"Hey!"

The golden rifle just stabbed the "head" of the konjac island, and the whole black ocean made a faint shock, as if a scream came from the depths of the sea, and the vortex around the konjac island appeared for a moment. Solidification.

I don't know if it is illusory, Li Yao feels that the air has suddenly become fresh.

"Being born as a dragon, death is a monument, Yong Shouguo, Yongzhen Heshan!" Li Yao brain, the emergence of such sixteen words.

"It seems that the legend is true. The flagship 'Liaoyuan', the flagship of the Federation forever, has been refining into a giant magic weapon, standing on the coast of the East China Sea forever, suppressing the air transport of the East Pole demon!"

Looking at the growing Liaoyuan, Li Yao’s heart suddenly gave birth to an inexplicable impression.

"I have never known what the 'master of the refiner' should look like. Now I know that only the country's heavyweights that refine the series of 'Liaoyuan' are the true masters of refining! ”

"If you can refine such a magic weapon yourself... even if you just participate in it, doing some simple maintenance work is the glory of a refiner!"

"I want to be such a refiner, and refine such a magic weapon!" Li Yao's heart was tidal, and the hands of the railings oozing sweat, as if the palms were burning!