Chapter 1186 Cultivation avatar is promoted to the seventh order
In the next thirty years, the machine race and the human race allied forces, and the battle between the Chu, He and Han realms took place in the hg600 star field.
During this period, although the war did not break out, small frictions never stopped. The two sides fought as group armies, with each other winning or losing, turning the entire star field into a Shura battlefield.
Wang Xu's 28th Group Army participated in five wars in thirty years, winning two, losing one and drawing two.
Gradually, many people came to know that there was a 28th Army Group within the Expeditionary Force, which was not weaker than the Vanguard Army.
Within the group army, the commanders of the four major armies are among the best. They often fight across ranks with sixth-level cultivation, and their combat effectiveness is comparable to that of the group army commander.
Compared with the reputation of the commanders of the four armies, Wang Xu, the commander of the group army, has kept a low profile in the past thirty years.
He is so low-key that few people have seen him in these years. If it were not for mentioning the 28th Army, he was the commander of the Army, and I am afraid he would have been forgotten.
The reason for this is that Wang Xu is practicing in seclusion and preparing to advance to the Mahayana stage.
I don’t know if it was the racial war that inspired the luck of the human race. In the past thirty years, countless people have been promoted. Even the Mahayana monks were promoted to more than a dozen in one go.
For no reason, Wang Xu felt the oppression of heaven and earth, and relaxed a little, and the opportunity for promotion that had not been available for a long time came as promised.
It was a wonderful feeling. It gave Wang Xu the feeling that as long as he went into seclusion and was promoted, his promotion would be guaranteed.
On the 80th anniversary of the opening of the racial battlefield, the sky above the 28th Group Army's station suddenly bloomed with a mighty glow.
A monk has been promoted to the Mahayana realm!
Therefore, everyone who saw the glow felt something in their hearts and looked at it in unison.
The glow became stronger and stronger until it dissipated after three days.
Under the gaze of everyone, Wang Xu, wearing a commander's uniform, walked out of the retreat room.
Phew~
Wang Xu exhaled softly, after thousands of years, he was finally promoted to the seventh level.
With his magical powers, once he reaches the seventh level, his combat power is comparable to that of an ordinary eighth level. In the Cultivation Council, there are not many people who can defeat him. There are only eight speaker-level bosses, or veteran eighth-level monks who hold rare treasures.
Just fine.
Thinking back to the fact that the world of cultivation has just been opened, the current peak combat power is the eighth level, and there is no ninth level existence that can match the saint.
With his current strength, let alone letting him walk sideways, at least his words have weight.
All in all, the entire human race, both overt and covert, only has thirty or fifty eighth-level beings.
Pushing up, including the entire Cultivation Alliance, there are only more than a hundred eighth-level masters. Now that his combat power is among them, he is finally no longer a small player.
"commander"
Seeing Wang Xu coming out of seclusion, Leng Han, Xu Bolin, Zhu Yan, and Bai Menghan were all waiting at the door.
"Thank you for your hard work during this time."
Wang Xu stretched his muscles and said, "How is the current situation?"
Leng Han said: "Partial wars are mutually beneficial, but generally speaking, it is still a stalemate. If we continue to fight like this, we will kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred to ourselves, and no one will get any favors."
"This war cannot be ended easily." Wang Xu did not react much to this. When the human race attacked the Totem Tribe, it took thousands of years to force the Totem Tribe to surrender completely.
Before that, the two sides had fought countless battles. If they hadn't defeated the surrender faction of the Totem Tribe, how could they have given up their wealth and glory?
Qian Bojun, commander of the first battalion of Chu Yunfei's subordinates in Bright Sword, said that if there was no way to retreat, no one would be willing to give up their glory and wealth and not surrender.
People like Qian Bojun, who have become traitors, know that surrender is a shameful thing, let alone a group of people.
Judging from the scale of cultivation civilization and mechanical civilization, fighting this war for 18,000 years would be like playing games.
After all, the human race has 276 large territories and 28 galaxies. Counting the alien territories that have joined the alliance, the total area owned by the Cultivation Alliance is comparable to 500 Great Thousand Worlds.
The mechanical race is similar. These are two overlord-level forces that together have a thousand world territories. They want to finish this battle in 1800 years without even thinking about it.
"Send the order and gather the whole army. Without a decent battle, how can it set off the atmosphere of my promotion to the Mahayana stage?"
Wang Xu was wearing a cloak and looking into the distance with a calm expression.
Ten light-years away, there is the mechanical army that is confronting the 28th Army.
The commander of the other side was none other than Gula, the commander of the 48th Group Army who had previously fought against Wang Xu, and his newly formed New 48th Group Army.
Because of the defeat in the last battle, Gula was ashamed and volunteered to lead the newly formed 48th Army to confront Wang Xu's 28th Army.
As for the result, it goes without saying.
Even without Wang Xu in charge, not everyone in the 28th Army can be humiliated, especially when people like Leng Han start to take charge of their own affairs.
Although the 48th Group Army is led by Gu La, it has still suffered more defeats and fewer wins over the years.
This is not surprising, what kind of people are Leng Han and the others? They are either protagonists or supporting roles, people destined to do a great career.
Relatively speaking, Gula's identity is simple. He is just an inconspicuous elite commander under the Skynet Legion.
There are more than a hundred commanders like him in the Skynet Legion, and there is no comparison in strength and potential between the two sides.
The battleships roared, the monks gathered, and the entire 28th Army was dispatched to press against Gula's 48th Army.
Not long after Wang Xugang broke through, Gu La's Skynet Corps had not yet received any news.
After hearing that it was Wang Xu who had arrived with troops, Gula, who didn't understand that he should be impressed after not seeing him for three days, quickly led the 48th Army to fight.
"Damn grasshopper, jump into the pot!"
Realizing that Gula wanted to compete with him again, Wang Xu sneered.
The last time it ended in a draw, he made a profit, and he wanted to do it again, so he behaved even though he got an advantage.
"Commander, let me deal with him."
Just as Wang Xu was about to make a move, Xu Bolin stood up from the side.
"you sure?"
Wang Xu glanced at him and wondered, with Xu Bolin's character, how could he take the initiative to ask for a favor from him?
"Commander, a good friend of mine died at his hands." Xu Bolin's eyes were full of hatred. Ever since he opened a door under Wang Xu, he had contacted his sister Xu Yan.
Although the identities of both parties were not disclosed, and Xu Bolin did not tell Xu Yan that he was her deceased brother, he still followed Wang Xu's path and transferred his sister to serve beside him.
But just when everything was gradually coming to fruition, the troop transport ship Xu Yan was riding on was destroyed by the reconnaissance team of the 48th Group Army.
Xu Bolin didn't tell anyone about this matter, he just buried his hatred deep in his heart and waited for the day of revenge.
"Commander, just let me go, I won't let you down."
"That's it"
Wang Xu pondered for a moment and then said: "Gula is an elite commander of the Skynet Legion. Within our coalition, he has combat power comparable to that of the commander of a group army. He is not that easy to deal with. If it doesn't work, he must retreat when it's time to retreat.
Retreat and I will deal with him."
Although he didn't know why Xu Bolin wanted to fight Gu La, he still had to give the necessary instructions.
"Don't worry, Commander. I've made a lot of progress in the past few years, and I'm no longer what I used to be." Xu Bolin looked very confident. He had seen Wang Xu fight with Gula. Having this kind of confidence means that even if he can't kill the enemy,
, you should be fine if you protect yourself.
Wang Xu secretly nodded. The two armies have been fighting against each other for eighty years. During this period, there have been constant major and minor wars. It is normal for everyone to grow.
He can't. He is the only one who can make progress in the world, while everyone else is fishing and sunbathing in Internet cafes.
I remember that before the retreat, Xu Bolin was a late-sixth-level telekinesis monk. He could fight across two levels, and his full power was comparable to that of an early-seventh-level monk.
Now, if you dare to fight against the late seventh level, either your strength has improved to a higher level, or your genius attributes have changed, from fighting across two levels to fighting across three levels.
Wang Xu estimates that the former is more likely.
Improving the level of genius is more difficult than improving cultivation level.
Leng Han, the villain protagonist, with the help of Wang Xu, is now on the verge of reaching the point of fighting beyond the third level.
Xu Bolin's time with him was less than one-tenth of Leng Han's, and he received less help. It was undoubtedly a foolish dream to improve his genius level just by relying on his own efforts.
"Well, it feels like my cultivation has indeed improved."
The systems are different, but some things are similar. As soon as Xu Bolin bursts out his telekinesis, Wang Xu can see that his power level has reached the sixth level limit.
In addition, he can fight across two levels, which is comparable to the cultivation level of the mid-seventh level. Against a relatively weak late-seventh level like Gula, it is enough to protect himself even if he cannot win.
Seeing this, Wang Xu felt a little relieved and said: "No wonder you have been able to fight vigorously with the 48th Group Army in the past few decades since I have been away. It seems that everyone has made great progress."
After hearing this, Leng Han and the other three looked at each other with mysterious smiles on their faces.
That look seems to say, you are not the only one who has made progress.