Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

"This is a trap!"

"Retreat, we must... jump out of this **** star field and jump out of the radiation range of this star!"

"Help, save lives!"

"No. 4 base, have you heard it? Please guide us to the right jumping point, we -"

From the four major family empire fleets, a mountain-like battleship, there was a panic-stricken command and even a cry for help.

But the voice came too late.

Long before they realized that they were in the black abyss, the solar storm swept their support fleet, star wars and planet bases outside the extreme heavens, and created a "spiritual plague" there, bringing countless originals. The loyalists of the four major families have become zombies in a certain sense, but these zombies do not eat the brains of others, just change it, assimilate it, and infect it.

The fifth planetary base that the four major family empire fleets have just left is also a doomsday scene.

Countless people are running around with a deformed and inflated brain. When they ran, they blew their brains, and the blood burst into the sky like a fountain. They even ran out of the artificial atmosphere and the range of gravity fields, changing in an icy vacuum. Into a grotesque statue, turned into black under the sunlight, and the smoke disappeared.

Some people also drove the starship, the universe war, and even the crystal scorpion to escape the planet, but it was the soldier who had already "enlightened" and manipulated the ground-based anti-aircraft gun, like a big fly that dragged the spiral tail.

The officers who are still loyal to the four families form an island, vainly resisting the tide-like attack of the soldiers at the bottom, but under the dual attacks of exhaustion and extreme fear, their brains are also very susceptible to infection, often hitting Inside, there was a "traitor". After a period of sluggishness, the eyes turned into a deep black, and a knife was placed behind the back of oneself.

"boom!"

I don’t know if it’s a crazy soldier or a desperate officer who detonated the largest ammunition depot on the fifth planet’s base, causing the spar to explode. The catastrophic rupture of the landslide tears everyone’s eardrum, tens of millions of tons of material. It was thrown into the sky, and it was a burning meteorite. It splashed down in the posture of the goddess and scattered flowers, and set off a greater degree of destruction.

The whole planet seems to be burning and is ignited by the radiance of the black sun.

The same scene, in the outer stars that have been occupied by the four major families, abound.

There is hardly a starship that can jump out of the Xinghai before the reaction and escape from the swamp of the black sun.

Although the implementation schedule of the "Tomorrow Plan" is less than 20%, the four major family-built Imperial fleets have ceased to exist, and the steel wave has completely become a slumbering mud. Each starship has become an island of death. Every cultivator is in a state of hypnosis or fear or despair, losing his fighting power!

The same scene happened in the revolutionary Yulin Army and the deep sea fleet.

The Yulin Army and the Deep Sea Fleet have long been prepared to park the starship in the atmosphere before the "Tomorrow Plan" has been launched, and to close most of the magical units and protect the atmosphere, thus avoiding the superb solar storm. Radiation and particle flow are destroyed.

However, the public communication channel on their starships is completely open to Wu Yingqi, so that Wu Yingqi's will can drive straight in and achieve better brainwashing effects.

These starships were dressed in soldiers and officers of the early imperial black military uniforms of a thousand years ago. They were like neatly arranged statues, listening quietly to the "Hadith" of "His Majesty", and in unprecedented order, they gained unprecedented Ming Wu, one face reveals an ethereal and secret smile.

When they look at the Xinghai again, their eyes have become different.

If, a moment ago, they were still worried about the catastrophe that was about to come to the forefront of the four major family empire fleets, then they have already believed in their own victory, but they are gearing up and preparing for a day or two. Going to receive the imperial fleet that collapsed.

They will become the first members of the glory of the "Emperor's Fleet."

They will be the heroes of the new empire, the ancestors of the new human race, and will be the first to rush out of the small universe.

Long live the Empire, long live down, long live the Black Star Emperor!

On the celestial star, the supreme power of the solar storm is also swept here.

The celestial star has a thick and dense atmosphere protection, temporarily blocking more than 90% of the radiation, super-strong particle flow and extremely low-frequency electromagnetic waves, so that the madness and destruction here will be performed 12 to 24 hours later than the Starfleet fleet. .

Even so, various anomalies have already predicted the end of the day.

The first is the most sensitive kinds of birds. The organs that sense the magnetic field in the brain are seriously disturbed. The birds are vacated, and the headless flies are everywhere. Even the numerous crows make up the mighty tide and rush across the high-rise buildings. I smashed the glass and slammed into the building, screaming at the horror scene of the flapping wings.

When these crows flapped their wings and wanted to continue to hover in a small room, but they blew their heads in the air, this nightmare picture was destined to make all witnesses unforgettable.

The birds are like this, and the beasts are the same. The residents near the forests and mountains have witnessed an incredible torrent of torrents - a torrent of countless snake worms and wolves and tigers and leopards, fleeing their homes and going to human cities. Running wild.

The beasts who should have been natural enemies of each other can no longer care for each other, and they don’t care where they are going. Many times they just wander around the city and even bite their tails in a circle. Another circle, eventually exhausted and died.

There are also a large number of mice gathered into a mighty army, rushing all the way to the wilderness, until the coast, a few hundred meters of cliffs, followed by not hesitating to jump off the cliff, disappearing into the black tide below.

Accepting the sacrifices of these creatures, the tide is getting more and more fierce and more and more violent.

In the Silver Moon Sea, an unprecedented 12-level super sea dragon roll has been formed, as if a huge straw that is grounded in the sky, all the seawater must be sucked out of the atmosphere.

In the quiet ocean, the super hurricane that has never happened in the past ten thousand years has slowly spread its tentacles, and the most fangs in the human city along the coast, even without the detection of the meteorological bureau, only Looking at the coastal city with the naked eye, you can see that the half of the sky has turned into a shocking black, like a huge black spot, swallowing three-dimensional space, will swallow the whole planet.

This kind of dissent should have caused everyone to be extremely frightened, insane and completely collapsed.

But the inhabitants of countless celestial stars seem to have heard the call of a mysterious voice.

This voice made their inner peace, condensed an unprecedented idea, and made them realize a certain grand mission other than a small life, and gradually turned them into literary ants in the literal sense - as long as the grand mission can be completed, they are small Life can be sacrificed at any time, for the empire, for the ant colony!

Countless people staggered out of the room and refuge, looked up at the sun covered with dark spots, and intently accepted the baptism of black light waves, even if the retina was completely burned, it was also sweet.

Almost all the high-level dog legs of the immortal and the immortal who live in the surface city are shrouded by Wu Yingqi's will, not a deformed monster, a patient with radiation, or a spiritual zombie.

On the contrary, the "original people" living in the depths of two to three hundred meters to two or three thousand meters underground, the situation is slightly better.

The atmosphere is the first heavy protection, the thick rock is the second most solid protective shell, and the strong radiation and particle flow are also difficult to penetrate the tens of thousands of meters of the crust instantaneously. Even if it penetrates, it will often fail. .

Therefore, when the whole extreme heavens, the celestial stars, the super strong, the strong and the strong dog's legs are caught in a mental plague, these most "despicable" underground people can still enjoy a moment of sobriety.

The "Tomorrow Plan" needs to take advantage of the glory of the sun to take effect, but thanks to the "German Politics" of the cultivator, 90% of the underground people have never seen the real sunshine in this life, and it is naturally difficult to be "Tomorrow Plan". Erosion, this state of "all people know that I am awake" is simply a silent irony.

Of course, in Wu Yingqi’s original plan, these underground people were not taken into account.

Anyway, they are weeds and ants, and they can't change anything at all.

No matter how awake or madness is now, in the ensuing natural disasters and man-made disasters and material shortages, they are destined to die. Even if they act as fuel for the advancement of civilization, they will not look down on even a small spark.

The celestial star is underground, inside the Jinjing Tower.

"朕 is the universe."

Wu Yingqi’s spirit has stirred to the limit, and with the power of stars, he has stretched to almost the entire heavenly world. Under the resonance of hundreds of millions of people, he has also gained unprecedented insights. He has never believed so clearly – he is The sun, he is the universe, his victory is the victory of human civilization, his future is the future of human civilization, he is the highest will of human civilization, no, he is human civilization itself!

"Heheheheheheheh!"

Perceived the perseverance and reverence of hundreds of millions of people who have feedback to his soul, Wu Yingqi is also inflated to the inexhaustible. The sub-picture and the violent information flow that he instills in hundreds of millions of people are also instilled and Hypnotizing himself, he is convinced of his existence and mission.

The "Tomorrow Plan" has progressed more than 30% and has passed the hardest part.

The four major family empire fleets were completely plunged into chaos, and it was impossible to restore the system within three or five days. The four families did not and did not dare to send reinforcements into the extreme heavens that were loomed by the black sun at the moment.

The Royal Forest and the Deep Sea Fleet are also in an orderly "awakening", and soon the loyalty will be upgraded to a new level, and the four major family fleets will be accepted.

Even if Lei Chenghu has a heartless heart, the chaos in the Seven Seas Star Field will take at least ten days and a half to clean up. At that time, no matter whether the thundering fleet jumps or skips, the new "Temple of the Imperial Army" will be in his Under the control of the king, rise above the Xinghai!

There is no more power to stop him.

There is no power to stop the revival of human civilization!

Wu Yingqi is immersed in the resonance of the souls of hundreds of millions of people, immersed in the worship and call sign of countless people loyal to him, immersed in the grand and magnificent music.

however……

In this grandiose movement, from the ancient to the future grand movement, it seems to be mixed with two small noises.

The movements are so smooth and harmonious, so it seems that these two murmurs are particularly harsh, as if they are laughing at him.

"Ok?"

The black sun opened its eyes slightly and cast the harshest light on the dust called Li Yao.