Less than a minute after passing through the spatial node, he encountered a fierce head-on attack, and the disciples of the Shura Sect instantly killed and injured nearly a hundred people, which can be said to be unprecedented.

Elder Mo's eyes were about to split, and he raised his head to the sky and let out an angry roar: "Mole ant, dare to hurt my disciples!"

The old man, dressed in a blue robe without wind, had white hair standing on end, and with a flick of his right arm, a white rainbow shot out from his palm, blasting towards a mecha warrior with a scream.

An alarm sounded from the warning system, and the mecha warrior, who was swinging his iron fist at a young mage, immediately opened the energy shield without hesitation.

"Boom!"

The old man's natal flying sword directly hit the mecha, and the steel mecha that was more than six meters tall trembled violently, and the level of the white energy shield dropped to only five percent in almost a second.

Even an all-round mecha could not withstand a blow from the wrath of a high-ranking Venerable.

"Damn ants, take your life!"

Elder Mo roared again, and without waiting for the flying sword to return, his feet stepped heavily into the void, and his body instantly moved to the vicinity of the mecha warrior, raising his right palm high, and slapping it down with terrifying spiritual power.

"Click!"

In the end, the five percent energy shield was completely broken, and the mecha helmet made of high-hardness alloy had a deep palm print groove, which was sunk into it for as many as three inches.

The power was transmitted to the mecha cockpit, and the young ninth-order elite warrior was like being struck by lightning, blood spilled from his mouth and nose together, and the bones and internal organs of his whole body were all shattered by Elder Mo's palm, and he died of anger on the spot.

The blue-robed old man snorted coldly, turned his gaze, his eyes were like electricity, and he immediately locked on to another target.

However, before he could activate his body, a huge beam of white energy had already shot directly from the side silently in an instant.

Elder Mo twisted his body and once again took out the black turtle shell artifact to block his chest.

"Poof!"

The beam of energy touched the surface of the shield and exploded in an instant.

The strong impact pushed the old man backwards into the void nearly a hundred meters away, and he barely managed to stabilize his body.

The 10,000-ton light cruiser, which had just finished firing its energy cannon, immediately began to recharge again.

"Blow me up, blow up these bastards!"

In the temporary space station, more than fifty kilometers away from the battlefield, the three imperial generals were standing in front of the holographic screen, watching the synchronized video transmitted from the battlefield.

After the war began, Ling Tian and Zhang Tianjiu, as genetically modified people, must have taken the lead and joined the battle group, while Calvin, Situ Qingyun and Ellet's Tolkien stayed on the temporary space station and commanded the battle remotely.

The spatial node where the disciples of the Shura Sect jumped was the area where the Longwei Empire was responsible for defending, Situ Qingyun's eyes widened, staring at the screen in the area on the right, paying close attention to the details on the battlefield.

The old ghost in the blue robe looked so powerful that he even resisted several frontal bombardments from the energy cannon, and he also took advantage of the gap to kill more than a dozen mecha warriors one after another.

Now the mechwarriors are in a scuffle with the army of monks, and for the time being, they cannot use the tactics of saturated and dense fire attacks to annihilate the enemy.

"Frigate No. 1, firing laser-seeking missiles, distracting the enemy. ”

"The second, third, and fourth battleships have been changed to a triangular tactical formation, and the energy cannon is charged for a salvo!"

The expression on Situ Qingyun's face still looked very calm, commanding the fleet in an orderly manner.

Although the old guy was a little difficult to deal with, the strength of those young disciples under his sect was ordinary, and the more than three hundred mecha warriors present could basically handle it.

Now all it is necessary to let the fleet concentrate on the siege and kill, and don't let the old ghost escape the battlefield, so as not to leave any trouble.

Looking at the scene of the fierce battle between hundreds of steel mechs and monks holding magic weapons flying swords on the screen, Situ Qingyun couldn't help but feel a burst of emotion.

More than two years ago, he didn't even dare to think about such a scene.

At that time, the Longwei Empire had just developed the fifth-generation mecha offline, and there had been no major breakthrough in the genetic warrior transformation project, and the strongest warrior in the army was only an elite fifth-order level, and it was a dead end to meet a mage-level monk.

But since the emergence of that mysterious starting point technical forum, everything has changed dramatically.

From the sixth-generation mecha to the first-generation all-round mecha, it only took more than half a year to complete the update, and the biological gene technology has advanced by leaps and bounds.

And such an astonishing transformation is far more than just the Longwei Empire, it should be said that in the entire galaxy, all the countries of scientific and technological civilization are making rapid progress, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a thousand miles a day.

Of course, all of this comes down to the technical posts on the forum that shocked the world.

"I really don't know how far the scientific and technological level of the group of highly intelligent creatures who created the starting point forum has developed in the space where they are located......

Situ Qingyun let out an inexplicable sigh.

Similar battle scenes are also being staged at the same time at several other spatial node exits.

The huge holographic electronic screen on the wall of the combat command room was divided into five parallel pieces, showing the current situation of the five battlefields.

But the strange thing is that the screen that belongs to Zhang Tianjiu has always been black, and no live images can be seen.

The three of them also deliberately called the space station's technicians to inspect it, and finally came to the conclusion that the space node that Zhang Tianjiu was responsible for, the Skynet relay equipment was faulty and could not conduct signals.

Most likely, the fighting was too intense and caused damage to the equipment.

Calvin sneered: "It's okay now, the troops originally sent by the Weixi Empire were the weakest, and now the Skynet system is also broken, and even the request for assistance can't be transmitted, I'm afraid it's more than lucky." ”

The smell of schadenfreude was not concealed at all.

Since the espionage incident three years ago, the relationship between the Chuck Empire and the Weixi Empire has dropped to a freezing point, and there has basically been no diplomatic exchanges.

And Zhang Tianjiu happened to be the initiator of the incident, so angry that General Shannuo was furious, and had to grit his teeth and endure the pain to compensate a large amount of money, and finally caused the major general of the old Taylor family to lose his rank and become a laughing stock in the Chuck Imperial Army.

In Calvin's heart, if Zhang Tianjiu died in battle, he would definitely be the first to applaud.

After experiencing the initial panic, the army of monks quickly adjusted their mentality and began to show their strong individual strength.

Although the armed warships of the technological empire are extremely powerful in firepower, they are still not as flexible as monks who can control magic weapons and fly as they wish, and often as soon as the energy cannon completes charging and locks on to the target, the enemy has already moved out of the firepower coverage in an instant.

For a while, the battle situation fell into a stalemate.

However, the mentality of several generals was still very calm, and they did not show any restless emotions.

In this ambush battle, in addition to annihilating the enemy, everyone also held the purpose of training.

The soldiers who have completed the second stage of genetic modification can exert how strong the combat power of the all-round mecha can be, the rigid data of the test site cannot be intuitively displayed, and it still has to rely on actual combat to test.

Facts have proved that in the face of the powerful mecha troops, the monk army finally lost its previous advantages and could not show off its might, and the two sides finally stood on the same starting line and fought fairly.

Of course, so far, the vast majority of the monks dispatched by the Xiuzhen World belong to the realm below the Venerable, like the blue-robed old man of the Shura Sect, which is already a rare existence.

According to the intelligence, among the army of monks, there is a junior saint powerhouse, who has not yet appeared.

This is also the main reason why the battle lasted for almost half an hour, and the Xiuzhen army had been pressed and beaten.

In the battle command room, the three imperial generals couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, why didn't that saint powerhouse make a move now, could it be that the intelligence of the Athos Empire was wrong?

None of them had ever seen the terrifying power of the saints, so they were inevitably a little uneasy.

However, when they thought of the two 500,000-ton giant warships of the Athos Empire, everyone's hearts were put down again.

Even 500,000 tons of scrap iron is enough to crush most of the monks, so what can the saint do with it.

However, the three generals still prayed silently in their hearts that the junior saint would not appear in the space node where his imperial troops were located.

Otherwise, when the Athos Empire rushed to support, it is estimated that its own troops will also be completely disabled, and there will not be many people left.

"Look!"

Suddenly, Situ Qingyun screamed, raised his hand and pointed to the holographic screen in the middle, his face full of excitement.

The other two followed the direction of his finger and looked subconsciously, and their mouths suddenly opened wide.

A middle-aged man in a white robe and a shawl with long hair was standing at the highest point of the void at the moment, like a god looking down on the common people.

Behind him, a nearly 500-meter-tall phantom of the Law Phase, standing up to the sky and the earth, exuding a monstrous momentum that seemed to be felt through the screen.

The three imperial generals involuntarily took a few steps back, their backs already wet with cold sweat.

It turns out that this is the power of the saint!

There was no doubt that with the movement of a finger from this middle-aged monk, the entire temporary space station would be shattered in an instant.

In addition to being shocked, the three of them had an inexplicable sense of happiness.

Fortunately, this Saint Monk did not appear on the battlefield of General Ling Tian directly at the spatial node that any of them were responsible for defending.

"Boom!"

The middle-aged saint monk finally made his first move.

The phantom of the law directly slapped it with one palm, and a 5,000-ton destroyer had no time to dodge at all, and after the silent explosion, it fell apart directly.

Looking at the raging fire, and the steel fragments flying everywhere, the three people in front of the holographic screen were dumbfounded.