A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators.

Chapter 971 The Young Star is Growing

"Don't show off your so-called swordsmanship."

Jiang Ding walked in the dazzling sword domain of destruction.

The surrounding space was hazy, the destructive sword intent of the sun covered all directions, heat waves were rising, and the temperature had reached tens of thousands of degrees Celsius, enough to turn any carbon-based organism into charcoal and ashes. It had already begun to take on one-ten-thousandth of the atmosphere of a real sun.

You must know that the temperature in the core of the sun is only 20 million degrees Celsius.

It is not an exaggeration to call it a star in its infancy and growth.

"This old man, I have indeed made a fool of myself."

Xu Yan retreated while vomiting blood, rested his sword in the air, and said in a low voice.

He knew that his two thousand years of solo exploration and his arrogant idea of ​​blazing a trail to heaven on his own was a complete fantasy.

At this point, let alone being promoted to the Refining Void stage through this path, he couldn't even defeat a Nascent Soul stage Great Sun Sword Master and was crushed brutally and directly.

This road has been declared a failure.

Exploring alone, with the participation of some incompetent descendants of the Xu family, the final result would be a balloon full of holes that would burst with just a flick of the trigger.

It’s not that he lacks talent or ability.

But it is too difficult to open up a path alone!

Even if one is extremely talented, without orderly inheritance from predecessors, without external assistance, and without the joint efforts and mutual encouragement of a large number of fellow Taoists.

This kind of blazing new trails is simply impossible to accomplish!
A casual cultivator, no matter how gifted he is or how great a genius he is in the world, cannot do it alone.

hum!
Buzz!

In the void, the space was steaming like water waves, and it was hazy. A steel fortress covered with mottled marks slowly emerged, spreading out circles of ripple-like formation patterns, covering the aerospace motherships and aerospace fighters of Tianfang Zhenjun, Guiwang Zhenjun, Jianian Zhenjun and others.

The huge military formation and its aura gradually became one.

"Xu Yan,"

“Is this the real you?”

Jiang Ding's expression became more serious as he looked at this starry sky fortress which was built two thousand years ago.

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

In some places on the fortress, there are pavilions and towers that are clearly in the shape of the eight major 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, but its core is one where power and beauty are integrated into one.

This starry sky fortress is like a small civilian automobile workshop, adding all kinds of cool stuff to the cars, such as wind wing panels, nitrogen accelerators, anti-aircraft machine guns and so on, completely disregarding the original design indicators of the cars and madly stacking all kinds of performance and equipment.

Some of the things made by this small workshop look pretty cool, and they actually have what they seem to have.

At this time, the mottled and chaotic steel fortress was surrounded by all kinds of aerospace motherships, aerospace battleships, and aerospace fighters that were just as messy as it was, with different models, different productions, and different formations.

The number of these fighter planes and warships is as high as millions. They are densely spread out over a thousand miles, with various formations connected and chaos filling the air.

Its overall aura continues to grow and strengthen.

The power of the military formation almost instantly broke through the limit of the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation, approached the late stage of the Spirit Transformation, and did not stop, continuing to move towards the peak of the Spirit Transformation.

The heavy pressure spread throughout the sky and the earth, making it difficult for all living things to breathe.

This is the military formation of the Immortal Sect!

The foundation of the realm overlord!
Even if it was an outdated version from two thousand years ago, it could instantly enable a cultivator in the middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm to have a major breakthrough in strength, which was completely different from that ridiculous sword technique.

"Not bad!"

"Not bad!"

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

"It's a messy patchwork, a little bit collected here, a little bit picked up there, a huge number of people, a makeshift command, and a messy quality of soldiers."

"You are very similar to them, very similar."

he sighed.

“I don’t want to see such a spectacle even after the Immortal Gate has entered the galaxy for more than ten thousand years.”

“It’s really breathtaking.”

"Amazing!"

"Hahaha, why go through so much trouble?"

Sun-Destroying Lord fired a cannon, shattering a large area of ​​the formation. He was still in the mood to pay attention to the battlefield here. Hearing this, he laughed out loud: "Why don't you just tell him directly and ask him where he found so many tattered beggar costumes?" "Senior, it's not good to be too direct."

"You must know that we are all serious scholars with doctoral degrees."

Jiang Ding said seriously.

"Hahaha……"

"Scholars! We are all scholars!"

Pingyang Tianjun, Mieri Tianjun, Niri Tianjun and others laughed wildly, the sound rolled, wanton and arrogant, and spread over tens of thousands of miles around.

"You guys are looking for death!"

Xu Yan's eyes turned bloodshot and he was mad with hatred.

Indeed, his fleet was too messy.

There are a few warships from the 2,000-year-old Xianmen, and some low-profile warships produced by Xujie.

There are also warship-shaped tower ships commissioned by Shangqing Lingbao Sect to be built at a high price, which are low-end versions of the Xian Sect;
There were also younger generations from the Xu and Wang families walking in the realm, using flying boat magic weapons seized from the enemy and modified into them.

In this way, over thousands of years, with hard work and accumulation bit by bit, this military formation was finally restored.

The strength of a complete realm-level shipbuilding industry is not something that a small realm-level family can rely on. This is the immortal industrial capability that belongs exclusively to the realm overlord. Even the very different military equipment of the eight great immortal sects is like this.

Although those heavy weapons of the pavilions and military formations are weaker than those of the Immortal Sect, the length of the industrial chain they require and the cost of production are much higher than those of the Immortal Sect.

The selling price is naturally the same.

"You are just a bunch of weaklings who escaped from the Star Fortress."

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

Xu Yan said coldly.

He stood on the Star Fortress, holding a pure black flag and waving it downwards suddenly.

This is obviously a communication magic weapon, at the level of a treasure of the soul. There are similar flags on every warship and fighter plane. It should be a substitute developed by the Xu family after the loss of the formation spirit communication technology.

"kill!"

Xu Yan said sternly.

As he thought, dense formations appeared between the star fortress and the millions of warships, filling the thousands of miles of star fields, forming a huge and complex law domain, and regaining control of nearly half of the law domain.

The army inhaled and exhaled endless spiritual energy from heaven and earth with every breath, all of which gathered in the main gun of the Star Fortress.

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

Then, the giant cannons of the Star Fortress roared, and millions of aerospace motherships, aerospace warships, and aerospace fighters also roared along with the formation, shaking the earth.

Countless naval gun beams were combined together through a huge military formation and built up in an instant like building blocks, forming a cylindrical killing formation tens of kilometers wide, which enveloped the young man in blue.

A terrifying aura spread out that was enough to make a Divine Transformation cultivator tremble with fear.

This is a military killing formation at the peak level of the Divine Transformation Realm!
Keng!
Jiang Ding drew his sword slowly and slashed it out.

This sword gathers the power of the destructive sword domain of the thousand-mile sun.

Half of the sky suddenly darkened, and Dyson's solar sword domain gathered infinite sunlight, forming 1,200 strands of solar gauze that covered the hilt of the Taiqing Flying Sword, and flew out along the Yin-Yang magnetic pole electromagnetic cannon rail that was cut out by the movement of his spiritual consciousness.

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

Keng!
The Taiqing flying sword slashed into this peak-level military killing formation, weaving through it like a fish, and instantly broke through twenty-seven formation nodes.

The world fell silent.

boom!
There was a horrifying explosion, and countless electromagnetic sword auras burst out. The Taiqing flying sword retreated, and its spiritual light dimmed a little, then recovered in an instant.

The peak-level military killing formation of the Spiritualization Realm was broken!
It was broken by the Taiqing flying sword whose power was far smaller than its own!
Xu Yan stood on the mottled starry sky fortress with a gloomy expression.

“It’s so confusing!”

"Your army formation is too messy, and there are flaws everywhere. There's no need to bother looking for anything."

"Xu Yan,"

Jiang Ding raised his head and pointed his sword at the Starry Sky Fortress: "I said, I can break this shabby formation you put together with just ten swords."

"Do you believe it or not?"

(End of this chapter)