At the same time, the news that the Dragon King's armor reappeared in the sea of stars was like a huge stone thrown into a frozen pond, causing ripples in the silent universe.
Hengfeng Star Territory, where the Great Horn Armor Division is stationed.
After five years of development, with the strong support of Yaoshi Group and Tieyuan Star, the Great Horn Armor Division has grown from a small armor division with only one shabby starship to dozens of crystal battleships and hundreds of A large armored regiment of transport ships.
Except for the slight shortcomings of the top masters, the scale is definitely higher than other armor divisions in the Feixing World.
In particular, the commando team composed entirely of Qigong warriors from Tieyuan Star can fight in various harsh environments such as starship wreckage, asteroids, and gravel star belts.
In the past five years, they have made outstanding achievements in battle, making Star Thieves and Immortal Cultivators His mood changed upon hearing the news.
At this moment, on the Golden Horn, the flagship of the Great Horn Armor Regiment, Lei Dalu and Bai Kaixin faced a blurry video with expressions that were in a trance, happy, and confused.
"Anyway, he escaped!"
Lei Dalu breathed a long sigh of relief, his face filled with a smile from the bottom of his heart.
"But why didn't he fight with the immortal cultivators instead of destroying the two star torches?"
Bai Kaixin's two white eyebrows trembled, like two long bundles of fishing lines.
"Li Yao can never be an immortal cultivator.
He must have a deeper intention for doing this.
We should prepare for battle in advance.
He will definitely contact us in some way."
Lei Dalu twisted his beard fiercely and said in a deep voice, "Let Zuo Xiaohu, Lu Dian and the others cheer up.
I have a vague feeling that the most important battle in this life is about to come!"
Five days later.
On the long star journey from the Hengfeng Star Territory to the Tiansheng Star Territory, a large-scale fleet was sailing slowly.
The battle emblem of the Yaoshi Group was outlined in the dark light of the ship.
In the middle and rear of the fleet, on a round new-type magic weapon test ship, there were five ghost cultivators attached to the spiritual machinery.
He also faced hundreds of light curtains.
Above the light curtains, mysterious light shone, and information flow rolled down like a waterfall.
On the metal head.
There weren't many abnormalities visible, but the light spots that kept shining deep in the eye sockets revealed the uncontrollable shock and excitement deep in their souls.
"At 3:52, in the third sub-section of the 'War Observation' forum.
Among the fifth latest posts, a post with special characters embedded in it appeared!"
"At 4:09, on the 'Secret Garden' website, a new registered user named 'Jedi Feng Lei oo11' appeared, which is the same as the password we had agreed on long ago!"
"Four forty-one, five thirty-five, seven eighteen."
For five years, every day, Professor Mo Xuan and other ghost cultivators repeatedly browsed dozens of specific websites on the spiritual network, but found nothing.
Until today, the special post and new registered username that were planned five years ago finally appeared!
"Li Yao is here!"
"He is in a post.
Recommend the poster to listen to Yigejia Road!"
"Could it be that he found a way to make a home?
We can have a home!"
There was cheering on the bridge.
"In another post, a travel advertisement for the Dawn Moon Star Territory appeared.
As we had agreed in advance, Li Yao didn't want to contact us through the spirit network, which would be too unsafe.
He hoped that one of us could go to the Dawn Moon Star Territory.
Meet him directly!"
"By the way, he also used secret language.
He asked us about the progress of the 'Brain Excitation Project'."
A deep laugh came from the metal voice box in Professor Mo Xuan's throat.
According to the contact information agreed with Li Yao five years ago, he found a website that mainly focused on chatting and comedy.
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The twentieth day after the Dragon King's battle armor reappeared in the sea of stars.
In the past twenty days, the entire Feixing World seemed to be calm and peaceful as always.
The tug-of-war outside the Spider Star Territory continues, and the four newly-refined Star Torches continue to move toward the front line through short jumps.
In the world of cultivation.
The top leaders of the major sects rushed to Tiansheng City one after another to prepare for the strategic meeting and swearing-in meeting before the second attack on Spider Nest Star after five hundred years.
However, in the deep universe that ordinary people cannot peep into, undercurrents are swirling rapidly, colliding with each other, and creating thrilling black sparks.
Cultivators, immortal cultivators, star thieves, and ghost cultivators from the Tianyuan world are all trying their best to find the mysterious man wearing the Dragon King's armor.
However, since his sudden appearance twenty days ago, this person has disappeared without a trace like ice cubes melting in water or dead leaves rotting in the swamp.
It wasn't until three days ago that things finally changed subtly.
A group of Taixu warriors patrolling the edge of the Eagle Starfield occasionally discovered several relatively complete starship wreckage in a rubble star belt.
It seemed that they were left over from a starship explosion.
Judging from the analysis of the remaining psychic radiation, this explosion occurred in the past few months, or even just a few days ago.
The sea of stars is moody, and starship crashes are commonplace.
After dispatching a routine search and rescue team, this incident was turned into a small flow of information as part of the patrol log, and was stored in the database.
It did not cause any cultivation. the reader’s attention.
However, the cultivators noticed this keenly.
Judging from the structure of the wreckage and some well-preserved fragments, they all belong to a hospital ship.
At the same time, the Eagle Star Territory and the Spider Star Territory are not far apart, and you can reach them directly with a starry sky jump.
Where the cultivator's gaze did not shine, a large black net silently enveloped the Eagle Star Region and the surrounding three star regions.
Tiansheng City, on the Taixu Group's flagship Tianhuan.
Wen Wenkang was slowly inspecting the psychic energy transport pipe of the Tianhuan.
Occasionally, a crew member would pass by.
This old man with a big belly and a white beard would greet them with a smile.
Wen Wenkang is two hundred and twelve years old this year.
For a junior monk in the alchemy stage, he has already passed his peak years and entered the twilight of infinite melancholy.
He is not the kind of cultivator who is gifted and talented.
He has been able to get to this point purely by hard work, accumulating bit by bit, practicing steadily, and tightening his skills like screws. in the bones.
At his age, he seems to have realized his true level, and has long since exhausted his ambitions.
He only wants to wait for the war to end, find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and live out his days comfortably.
Even the Battle Star Alliance badge on his chest was obscured by oil stains.
He didn't care and didn't wipe it off for a long time.
In order to ensure the openness of the Taixu warrior plan, the Tianhuan was jointly refined by the Taixu Group and the Battle Star Alliance.
Wen Wenkang was from the Battle Star Alliance.
The Xi maintenance engineer stationed on the Tianhuan had just completed a day's work. of maintenance.
He slowly packed everything up, put his hands on his back, and hummed a tune.
He passed through the passage under the maintenance room and turned into an elevator platform.
He quickly clicked on the control talisman array a few times.
The elevator platform slowly descended and became parallel again.
After moving for a while, we came to a lounge.
In the lounge, there is a large, greasy bed.
Wen Wenkang did not lie down on it, but opened the mattress, revealing a secret teleportation array underneath.
Five minutes later, Wen Wenkang appeared in a secret room deep inside the Tianhuan.
The total length of the Tianhuan is thirty-seven kilometers, making it a large town.
It is a piece of cake to transform several secret rooms inside.
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It wasn't until the door of the secret room slowly closed behind him with a "chi" sound that Wen Wenkang's slightly bent waist gradually straightened.
The laziness and numbness on his face completely disappeared.
In the depths of his eyes, the two ends represented perseverance and fanaticism.
The tiger woke up.
This secret room, which he was personally responsible for transforming, was a secret command center with extremely high computing power and confidentiality.
Countless light curtains flashed around, and the six long tables were packed.
Looking around, half of the people are the middle-level, senior-level and grassroots backbone of Taixu Group.
The other half are the core disciples of the Six Heavenly Saint Sects and the Battle Star Alliance, but most of them are young and vigorous people, and they are all young and strong sects of the major sects.
Everyone's expressions were the same as Wen Wenkang's, resolute and fanatical, with a hint of nervousness about the impending war.
Wen Wenkang nodded to Xiao Xuance, who was sitting at the end of the long table, indicating that he had completely checked and there was absolutely no eavesdropping or detection magic weapon.
Xiao Xuance stood up, knocked on the table lightly, and after everyone calmed down, he said calmly: "Fellow Cui Zongping of the Silver Moon Sect, unfortunately passed away last night."
"Fellow Daoist Cui is a data mining expert.
In order to dig out information about the target person from the vast and chaotic data in the Eagle Star Territory, he forced the ninth level of the 'Wind and Shadow Catching Algorithm' to run, regardless of the fact that he was only a high-level monk in the Foundation Establishment Period.
For half an hour, unfortunately, I went crazy!”
"Originally, there was still room for salvation, but in order not to expose the secrets of the organization, Cui Daoyou endured the inhuman pain and first sent out the precious information, then deleted all traces in the crystal brain, and then shouted for help."
"When rescue came, it was too late, and Fellow Daoist Cui died unfortunately!"
"Fellow Daoist Cui sacrificed his life for the most glorious cause in the universe, the great rejuvenation of human civilization.
Now, let us observe a minute of silence for Friend Cui!"
"Uh-huh!"
Everyone, including Wen Wenkang, stood up suddenly, straightened his right arm, clenched his fist, folded his arm and pressed it tightly against his chest, solemnly and silently mourning.
A minute later, Xiao Xuance looked around and said solemnly: "We are different from the fake ones in the Palace of Eternal Life.
We are real immortal cultivators."
"True immortal cultivators are never afraid of death.
Sacrifice for human civilization is our greatest happiness and glory!"
"Over the past few decades, countless martyrs have stepped forward and sacrificed without hesitation, finally bringing our cause to this day.
The Feixing World, which has been divided for five thousand years, will be reunited in our hands, with one civilization, one leader, and one avenue!
" "However, at the moment when the final victory is about to come, our career has encountered a fatal threat!"