At the same time, the news of the Dragon King's battle armor reappearing in the sea of stars was like a boulder thrown into an icy pond, setting off ripples in the silent universe.

Crosswind Star Field, the station of the Great Horned Armor Division.

After five years of development, with the strong support of the Yaoshi Group and Tieyuan Star, the Great Horn Armor Division has developed from a small armor division with only one broken starship to a super-large armor division with dozens of spar warships and hundreds of transport ships.

Except for the slight lack of top masters, the scale is definitely above the rest of the armor groups in the Flying Star Realm.

In particular, the commando team composed of all Tieyuan Star Qi Refiners can fight in various harsh environments such as starship wrecks, asteroids, and gravel star belts, and in the past five years, they have made great achievements in battle, making star thieves and immortal cultivators change their complexion.

At this moment, on the Golden Horn, the flagship of the Great Horned Armor Regiment, Lei Dalu and Bai Xingxing faced a blurry video with an expression that was suddenly trance, suddenly happy, and suddenly confused.

"Anyway, he escaped!"

Lei Dalu let out a long sigh of relief, and his face was full of heartfelt smiles.

"However, why didn't he fight with the immortal cultivators, but instead destroy the two star torches?"

Bai Xingxing's two white eyebrows trembled and trembled, like two long fishing lines.

"Li Yao can never be an immortal cultivator, he must have a deeper intention in doing this, we should prepare for battle in advance, he will definitely contact us in some way."

Lei Dalu twisted his stubble fiercely, and muttered, "Let Zuo Xiaohu and Lu Dian cheer up, I have a faint premonition that the most important battle in my life is coming!" ”

……

Five days later.

The long starry journey from the Crosswind Star Domain to the Celestial Sage Star Field. A large fleet was slowly sailing, and the bow of the ship outlined the battle emblem of the Yaoshi Group with Xuanguang.

In the middle and rear of the fleet, on a round new magic weapon test ship, five ghost cultivators attached to the spiritual prosthetic body were also facing hundreds of light curtains, above the light curtains. The light shone brightly, and the flow of information rolled down like a waterfall.

On the metal skull, there is not much abnormality, but the light spots that continue to shine in the depths of the eye sockets reveal the irrepressible shock and excitement in the depths of their souls.

"At 3:52, in the third sub-section of the 'War Watch' forum, in the fifth latest post, I found a reply with a special character embedded in it!"

"Four and nine. In the 'Secret Garden' website, a newly registered user named 'Jedi Thunder 0011' was found, which is the same as the code we have agreed on a long time ago! ”

"Four forty-one...... 5:35...... 7:18 a.m. ......"

For the past five years, every day, Professor Mo Xuan and other ghost cultivators would repeatedly browse dozens of specific websites on the Spirit Net, but they never found anything.

Until today, the special reply and newly registered username that were agreed on five years ago finally appeared!

"Li Yao is back!"

He was in a reply. I recommend the landlord to listen to a song ...... "The Way Home"! ”

"Isn't it, is it saying? Did he find a way home? We can go home! ”

On the bridge, there was cheering.

"In another reply, there was a travel advertisement for the Akatsuki Star Domain, as we had agreed in advance, Li Yao didn't want to contact through the spirit network, it was too unsafe, he hoped that one of us could go to the Akatsuki Star Domain. Meet him directly! ”

"By the way, he also used secret words to ask us about the progress of the 'Brain Stimulation Project'."

From the metal sounder at Professor Mo Xuan's throat, a low laugh came out, according to the contact information agreed with Li Yao five years ago. Find a website that focuses on small talk and funny, and leave a new reply in the fifth post in the third subreddit:

"Brain-blowing!"

……

The twentieth day after the Dragon King's battle armor reappeared in the sea of stars.

In the past twenty days, the entire Flying Star Realm seemed to be uneventful, as always.

The tug-of-war on the periphery of the Spider Star Domain continued, and the four Star Torches that had just been successfully refined also continued to move towards the front line through short jumps again and again.

In the cultivation realm, the high-level leaders of the major sects rushed to the Heavenly Saint City one after another, preparing to participate in the strategic meeting and oath meeting before the second attack on the Spider Nest Star after an interval of five hundred years.

However, in the deep universe that ordinary people can't peep into, the undercurrents are rapidly swirling, colliding with each other, and smashing out pieces of thrilling black sparks.

True cultivators, immortal cultivators, star thieves, and ghost cultivators from the Tianyuan Realm...... Many forces, each with their own magical powers, are all trying their best to find a mysterious person wearing the dragon king's battle armor.

It's just that, since the flash of the storm twenty days ago, this person has disappeared like ice cubes melting in water, dead leaves rotting in the swamp.

It wasn't until three days ago that things finally took a subtle turn.

A group of Taixu soldiers patrolling the edge of the Flying Eagle Star Field, occasionally found several relatively intact starship wreckage in a rubble star belt, which seemed to be left over from a starship explosion.

Judging from the residual psionic radiation, this explosion happened just a few months ago, or even just a few days ago.

The sea of stars, moody, starship wrecks, commonplace, after the dispatch of a routine search and rescue team, this matter was turned into a small flow of information as part of the patrol log, stored in the database, and did not attract the attention of the cultivators.

However, the immortal cultivators were keenly aware of this.

Analyzing from the structure of the wreckage and a part of the well-preserved fragments, they all belong to a hospital ship,

At the same time, the Flying Eagle Star Domain and the Spider Star Domain are not far apart, and you can reach them directly with a single starry sky jump.

In the place where the cultivator's gaze did not shine, a large black net, silently, shrouded towards the Flying Eagle Star Domain and the surrounding three star fields.

……

Heavenly Saint City, on the flagship Heavenly Illusion of the Taixu Group.

Wen Wenkang slowly and methodically overhauled the Celestial Illusion's psionic pipes, and occasionally a crew member passed by, and this white-bearded old man with a big belly would smile and greet people.

Wen Wenkang is two hundred and twelve years old this year, and as far as a beginner monk in the Dan stage is concerned, he has long passed his peak years and has entered the twilight of infinite melancholy.

He is not the kind of cultivator who is talented and has a compelling aura, and he can go all the way to today, purely by relying on water grinding work, accumulating bit by bit, cultivating in a down-to-earth manner, and tightening his skills like screws in his bones.

At his age, he seems to have recognized his true level, and he has long exhausted his ambitions, just thinking about waiting for the end of the war to find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers and live comfortably.

Even on his chest, the badge of the Battlestar Alliance was obscured by oil, he didn't care, he hadn't wiped it for a long time.

In order to ensure the openness of the Taixu Warrior Plan, the Heavenly Illusion was jointly refined by the Taixu Group and the Battlestar Alliance, and Wen Wenkang was the Battlestar Alliance, the chief maintenance engineer stationed on the Celestial Illusion, who had just completed a day's overhaul.

He slowly packed everything, put his hands behind his back, hummed a little song, passed through the passage under the maintenance room, turned into a lifting platform, and quickly clicked on the manipulation talisman array, the lifting platform slowly descended, and then moved in parallel for a moment to a rest room.

In the lounge, there is a greasy bed.

Wen Wenkang didn't lie down, but lifted the mattress, revealing a secret teleportation array below.

Five minutes later, Wen Wenkang appeared in the depths of the Celestial Illusion, in a secret room.

With a total length of thirty-seven kilometers, the Celestial Fantasy is a large town, and it is easy to transform a few secret chambers in it.

It wasn't until the door of the secret room slowly closed behind him and made a "whoosh" sound that Wen Wenkang's waist pole, which had been slightly bent, gradually straightened up, the laziness and numbness on his face disappeared completely, and in the depths of his eyes, the two tigers representing perseverance and fanaticism woke up.

This secret room, which he is personally responsible for renovating, is a secret command center with strong computing power and secrecy.

Countless light curtains flickered around, and six long tables were full.

Looking at it, half of the people are the middle and high-level and grassroots backbones 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 people with strong blood, and they are all young people from the major sects.

Everyone's expressions were the same as Wen Wenkang's, resolute and fanatical, implying a hint of tension about the coming war.

Wen Wenkang nodded to Xiao Xuance, who was sitting at the end of the long table, signaling that he had completely checked it, and there was absolutely no eavesdropping and detection magic weapon.

Xiao Xuance stood up, knocked lightly on the table, and after everyone was quiet, he said calmly: "Cui Zongping Daoyou of the Silver Moon Sect unfortunately fell last night. ”

"Cui Daoyou is an expert in data mining, in order to dig out the information of the target person from the vast and chaotic data of the Flying Eagle Star Domain, he ignored the fact that he was only a high-level monk in the foundation building period, and forcibly operated the ninth level of the 'Wind Catching and Shadow Algorithm', and persisted for half an hour, unfortunately went mad!"

"Originally, there was still room for salvation, but in order not to expose the secrets of the organization, Cui Daoyou endured the inhuman pain, first sent out the precious information, and then deleted all the traces in Jing's brain, so he shouted for help."

"When the rescue came, it was too late, and Cui Daoyou unfortunately fell!"

"Cui Daoyou sacrificed for the most glorious cause in the universe, the great rejuvenation of human civilization, now, let us observe a minute of silence for Cui Daoyou!"

"Huh!"

Including Wen Wenkang, everyone Huo Ran got up, straightened his right arm, clenched his fist, and folded his arm again, sticking to his chest, solemn and silently mourning.

A minute later, Xiao Xuance looked around and said in a deep voice, "We are different from the impostors in the Hall of Eternal Life, we are real immortal cultivators. ”

"A true immortal cultivator is never afraid of death, and sacrificing for human civilization is our greatest happiness and glory!"

"Over the past few decades, countless martyrs have gone forward and sacrificed without hesitation, and finally our cause has come to this day, and the Flying Star Realm, which has been divided for a full five thousand years, will be reunited in our hands, one civilization, one leader, and one avenue!"

"However, at this moment when the final victory is imminent, our cause has encountered a mortal threat!" (To be continued.) )