In the blink of an eye, another hundred years have passed.
Mountain and Sea World, District 7.
This world was originally just a secret realm. After being opened up by two sacred trees, it first became a blessed land and later turned into a cave.
Now, it has become a small world.
"Wait for me!"
A female cultivator wearing a mountain and sea robe is running on the flower field.
A young man in front stopped when he heard this, with a grimace on his face.
"Little Junior Sister, your speed is too slow, isn't it? If we continue like this, when will we be able to finish the race by monitoring the markings?"
"Humph, it doesn't matter who is late!"
The female cultivator caught up and said angrily.
"Okay, okay! Let's finish it quickly and get off work early, okay?"
The young man sighed and looked at most of the unvisited points in the manual, thinking that the monthly allowance of three thousand spiritual yuan was really not easy to get at all.
At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened.
Accompanied by a buzzing sound, a giant ship of 100 feet slowly descended from the clouds.
As the height continues to decrease, the giant ship is still performing various difficult actions at the same time, as if it is simulating a confrontation. A pair of huge floating wings unfold and retract, and occasionally auras will gather on them. This is
Simulating firing.
"Drilling again!"
The young man looked at it with envy.
The girl next to him didn't react at all.
"What's so good about driving a fighting ship? I still like to cultivate spiritual flowers and spiritual grass. I want to be like Senior Zhu Yun thousands of years ago, breeding elixirs to replace the Foundation Establishment Pill, solve the problem of the raw materials of the Foundation Establishment Pill, and benefit the entire cultivation.
Fairyland."
When she said this, her eyes couldn't help but shine.
"Tch, come on."
The young man looked disdainful and said, "With your elixir score, you have failed the test again and again. In the future, you may not even be able to get into a vocational school, but you still want to go to a graduate school? Haha, become a person like Senior Zhu Yun, don't you dream?"
Bar!"
"The same goes for you!"
The girl pursed her lips and fought back mercilessly.
"Who said that you want to be called a battleship master, but you are afraid of heights? It's ridiculous. You can't even pass the pilot license test, let alone control a battleship. Even a battleship master has no place for you.
Just farm with me honestly! Hahaha!"
"you--!"
The young man was furious and was about to retort when he suddenly shut up.
"Meet the teacher!"
"teacher?"
The girl turned around and realized that the teacher had come over at some unknown moment. She could not help but widen her eyes when she saw that the teacher was holding a golden book in his hand.
"Teacher, what do you want?"
"Teacher, you have signed up!" The young man was equally surprised.
"Haha, that's right!"
A proud smile appeared on the visitor's face, and he showed the notice in his hand. The first page of the cover clearly read:
Brother Liang Baochuan, thank you for your active response to the call with practical actions. Now that you have been reviewed by the Shanhai Recruitment Committee, all of your conditions meet the requirements for active service. You are now recruited to be the doctor of the first regiment of Shanhai. Welcome to join the Shanhai Immortal Army!
Note: After receiving this notice, you should prepare for service and arrive at the World Tree area to assemble on the first day of the year 38,791 in the Shanhai Calendar.
"It's actually true!"
The young man looked envious.
It is a pity that he has not yet cultivated to the level of foundation building, nor has he reached the age of sixty.
Not eligible for military conscription.
Otherwise, I will definitely sign up for the call.
He looked up to the sky, looking at the fighting ship that was getting further away, "I also want to see the outside world!"
"Huh! What's there to see? There's fighting everywhere!"
The girl said dissatisfied.
The situation outside the boundaries of mountains and seas is reported on the news every day, and from time to time battlefield scenes are also shown.
At every turn, hundreds of monks would die.
"You don't understand, one's life is to shine, even if only for a moment!"
The young man opened his hands and said enthusiastically.
These words made the girl fall into silence.
"I don't understand."
She thought silently in her heart.
"I just want you to be by my side, what's wrong with that?"
...
It is not just the Shanhai Realm that has begun to mobilize.
The spiritual world is also functioning.
This well-designed war machine has begun to rumble. Using the White Star maternal and fetal factory as a template, a large number of maternal and fetal factories have begun to be constructed in various places. Due to the lack of sufficient levels of solar law to maintain, these replica maternal and fetal factories can only rely on the injection of law-like monks.
Strength, so the production efficiency is far less than the former.
Even so, they are also black holes devouring resources.
Corresponding to the nine realms of monks, the ninth-level battleships correspond to the combat power of the Mahayana stage and are still produced by the White Star Mother Fetus Factory. The remaining fifth-level battleships and even various auxiliary equipment are produced by the replica mother fetus factory.
In this way, batches of combat ships are mass-produced, and during the process they are divided into two categories, namely manned combat ships and unmanned combat ships.
A manned battleship is placed under the control of the naval commander.
Compared with unmanned combat ships, they will be equipped with stronger armor and better energy pools to maintain greater power output. They will surpass unmanned combat ships in terms of firepower, speed, and protection.
exist.
At the same time, there will be a group of staff monks on top.
Its role is to serve as fleet commander.
Unmanned combat ship groups have different specialized models based on their functions. They either focus on protection and are responsible for attracting firepower, or they focus on firepower and are specially used to annihilate targets, or they are specialized models that perform other tasks.
Without exception, everything is controlled by the weapon spirit.
According to the Luofu Immortal Army's practice, usually one manned combat ship will be equipped with the number of Zhou Tian, which is 360 unmanned combat ships. This is a small battle group.
Three small battle groups, combined into a medium battle group.
Three medium-sized battle groups, combined with a monk battle regiment, led by a Mahayana monk, can form a large battle group.
The battle group is the highest level combat unit.
It will be flexibly configured according to the combat situation, consisting of one to nine battle groups, and must be led by a true immortal monk.
This team structure is just to adapt to Luo Fang's situation.
After all, human life is precious.
The production efficiency of the mother-fetus factory is such that the cost of building an unmanned combat ship is not even as high as the compensation for the death of an Alchemy monk.
...
Jade Jingtian.
Lu Zhong stood leaning on the railing and looked at the sea of clouds rolling in front of him.
There is a question in my mind.
Why is it that the Shattered War is not a direct battle between Tao masters, but like now, the flames of war spread throughout the fairy world, affecting all living beings?
In his eyes, no matter how many monks there are, they can't beat the Tao Master.
Not to mention a monk, even in the fairy world.
It is estimated that as long as the Taoist is willing, he can smash it into countless pieces in an instant, and the whole process will be effortless.
"Why must there be a Shattering War?"
Lu Zhong has always been puzzled by this problem.
I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out at all.
It’s not like I haven’t collected relevant information.
But he felt that there was always a big invisible hand deliberately blocking everyone who wanted to explore this issue clearly.
At this moment, there were footsteps coming from behind.
"The first batch of Luofu Immortal Army, consisting of three battle groups and 2.1 million people, has been assembled and ready to go out at any time."
Patriarch Taiyin came over and reported to Lu Zhonghui.
"Okay, let them go."
Lu Zhong sighed and ordered.
"You think, is it right for me to do this? I let so many monks go to the battlefield just for my own wishes."
In the future, this number will continue to increase.
According to the current military expansion plan, the expeditionary force will be three times the size of the existing Luofu Guard, totaling 90 million people.
A fleet of this size is designed to crush a single Taoist palace.
Even if there is currently no Daluo, Taiyi, and Golden Immortal and Jade Immortal monks, it can only bully the True Immortal level forces, and it is enough to sweep one side and become the overlord.
But the price is obviously a life.
It's not that Lu Zhong was indecisive, the number of lives on his hands was already countless, and if indirect deaths were included, the number would be even more exaggerated and frightening.
He was wondering if it was worth it.
If we save resources and concentrate them all on the White Star, it will last for tens of millions of years at least, and we can also use it to make long voyages.
By then, we might be able to reach other world groups.
Even if you don't succeed, you can still live a long life.
"Listen to your heart."
Patriarch Taiyin thought for a while and gave an answer.
Listen to your heart?
Lu Zhong couldn't help but smile. If he really followed his heart and was always cautious, he would have left the fairy world long ago and sailed across the starry sea on a white star.
"That's it, just do it this time!"
"Give me the order! Set sail!"
"set sail!"
The voice of command spread like light throughout Luofu.
Battle groups one after another began to pass through the star gate, and like a torrent, they all gathered inside the fairy artifact square pot.
On the ship, the monks took the calamity-resolving pills in their hands.
Wait until they see the sky outside again.
As expected, it should be in the fairy world.
...
Rumble!
The battleship passes through the star gate.
A vast and boundless land was presented in front of the monks on the ship.
Whether it was the rich spiritual energy or the different spiritual power of heaven and earth, they all told them that this was no longer the spiritual world, but the fairyland that countless people dreamed of.
"Is this the fairyland?"
"It seems to be no different from the Linghuan world."
"Yeah! Let's take a photo."
Just as the Luofu monks were discussing the immortal world with great enthusiasm, a group of monks hiding in the clouds in the distance seemed to be falling into an ice cave at this moment.
"Where did there come from so many flying boats!"
"Luofu? It seems that a messenger was sent over a few days ago, asking the sect to surrender."
"Quick, go back and report!"
This sentence was intercepted by the Luofu Fighting Ship without missing a word.
"It seems that our appearance scared the locals here." The naval commander looked at the light screen and smiled faintly.
The chief of staff next to him threw out a stack of jade slips and reminded angrily: "Don't underestimate the monks in the fairy world. Although their flying boats look backward, they are the product of iteration to the extreme. When we face them head-on,
Come on, you will feel better."
"Then let's see which side is stronger!"
"Nonsense, of course it's Luofu!" the chief of staff rolled his eyes.
Soon the battle signal sounded, and this small battle group began to move forward, following the standard battle formation, and was ready for battle at any time.
According to the established plan, they will be responsible for clearing out the sects here.
It's just that the enemy will never do what you want.
Suddenly, a white light flashed.
In the center of the fleet, a hundred-mile-long space rift immediately opened up. It was terrifying and ferocious. Many unmanned combat ships were unable to dodge and were sucked in instantly. They were twisted by the space storm and turned into countless fragments in an instant.
Only if the manned combat ship activates its countermeasures device can it remain safe.
"Huh, space attack? Don't even look at the ancestor Luofu above our heads. What kind of practice is it?" The ship commander smiled coldly and waved his hand proudly.
In an instant, hundreds of ships fired in salvo.
The beam of light instantly spanned a distance of thousands of miles and bombarded the Dingshan Sect's flying boat fleet. The colorful shields lit up and blocked the beams one after another.
But then, the Luofu fleet began to gather fire and take roll call.
Although the flying boats of the Dingshan Sect are all built according to the Dao Palace drawings, each one can be compared to the Transformation Monk. However, the protective shield has an upper limit, and it quickly reaches the limit under concentrated fire, often under the shield.
At the moment of shattering, the entire spaceship will be blasted into pieces.
One ship...two ships...ten ships...
The flying boats were constantly being destroyed, which made Dingshan Sect Master feel heartbroken.
You must know that each ship is worth tens of millions of spiritual stones. It is the wealth accumulated by the ancestors of the Dingshan Sect through hard work and frugality.
Without these flying boats, the Dingshan Sect will inevitably suffer a great loss in strength.
surrender?
For the first time, Dingshan Sect Master began to seriously consider this option, but he had to wait until the offensive in other places was also frustrated.
The war between the monks is naturally not limited to the bombardment of giant ships.
Since great power belongs to oneself.
Fighting between small teams is the norm.
Soon, Dingshan Sect Leader received the summons.
A white light flashed in the distance.
But it was a "puppet flying boat" that was infiltrated by the Dingshan Sect's elders and detonated directly from the inside.
One after another, puppet flying boats continued to explode.
"What a wonderful flying boat! What a pity."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Master Dingshan could not help but shake his head, with a look of regret on his face.
According to the report, these flying boats are controlled by weapon spirits and cannot be controlled in a short period of time. Therefore, the Dingshan Sect monks can only choose to destroy them.
But soon, bad news came one after another.
The elders guarding the Soul Hall came to report that the monks in the sect were falling into the hands of the Luofu monk on the opposite side at the rate of a hundred per breath.
"What!"
Master Dingshan’s face changed drastically.
There are no more than ten thousand monks in the sect at all costs. If they continue to fall at the current rate, I am afraid that only the old, weak, sick and disabled will be left.
Without those sect elites, Dingshan Sect would exist in name only.
"How could this be?"
"How can it not be like this?"
A joking voice came from behind Master Dingshan.
It is not only the Dingshan Sect that is infiltrating the enemy's flying boats, Luofu is also doing it, and the cooperation between them is even more tacit.
No, this is the special combat unit assigned to this battle.
Unknowingly, he successfully controlled the Patron Sect's flagship.
"Surrender, Master Yu!"
The captain pointed his sword at the Dingshan clan leader and said in a cold voice: "This battle has been fought so far. There is no need to add unnecessary casualties."
"Humph, in order to preserve the foundation of our Dingshan Sect, what's the harm even if we fight to the last man?" Yu Ji, the leader of the Dingshan Sect, snorted coldly and said: "I, a monk of the Dingshan Sect, am not afraid of sacrifice, but Gui Luofu is afraid that may not be the case.
?”
"Do you think we are urging a ceasefire because we are afraid of increasing casualties?"
When the captain heard this, he seemed to have heard some joke. He turned to the person behind him and said, "Who is that? Come and tell this sect leader how many casualties our Luofu have suffered this time? Come on, don't pretend to be stupid for me."