Half a year later, a grand merger ceremony was held in the Terran City.

And the city has been carnivaling for more than three months.

During this time period, the cultivators in the Terran City were all beaming, and they brought out many festive skills that had not been performed for many years.

This time, all the cities have been completely opened, there is no longer a barrier, and all the protective arrays have been merged into one.

The fire trees and silver flowers in the city never sleep, and the outside of the city protection array has been greatly affected.

The expanded city is already a small part of the desert, and the edge of the mottled forest has also been incorporated into the territory.

On almost every hill there are cultivators who drink and feast all night.

The various deacon halls decorated with lights are even more joyful.

In addition to the sparse mobile battery duty points, and some necessary upper echelons who are sticking to their posts, there are also those nurturing spirit beasts who have to harvest spiritual objects are working.

There is one place that is more special, that is, the deacon hall of the five-color lake area in the core area of the Three Immortals Huiya in a remote corner.

There is a rare tranquility here, there is no trace of half a cultivator, and there is no trace of a feast.

At this time, Ji Nineteen and Four were suffering in the belly of a dark mountain outside the city.

At this time, they had changed their appearances, one by one into three-eyed, one-armed and four-legged monsters, but their bodies were still dark and shiny, and the spiritual energy and crystal sand energy in their bodies had been compressed a little deeper.

Even memories have been deliberately tampered with.

The scene of the other day was just a little bit of insignificance in the intricate new memory.

The pain endured by a few people is beyond words, let alone a few beautiful ******.

Now they want to vomit when they see it.

However, in order to be able to go undercover in the enemy camp with the four of them, they also had to endure, accept, and get used to it.

Time flies, time flies, and half a year in the blink of an eye.

A new round of the Marceau fleet has arrived.

Suddenly, several large ships were destroyed, and many of the basic units of the Marceau had to flee in all directions.

There happened to be a handful of flying units passing over the mountain, and then inexplicably there were a few more flying units mixed in.

The intelligence of these basic units is not as high as imagined, perhaps they are specialized in combat, or maybe they don't need to have too high intelligence in the first place.

In short, it was quite easy for Ji Nineteen and Fourteen to mingle in the meantime, and they were unknowingly connected to their communication channel.

However, apart from the occasional command from the bow of a ship, there were few other sounds.

Fortunately, the aircraft of this basic unit can also transmit information at a fixed point to achieve their respective communication purposes.

"9528 call 9527, please answer if you receive it. ”

"9527 received, please speak. ”

"9528 is normal, what happened to 9530 and 9531?"

"Everything is fine with the 9530, but the 9531 has a lot of wounds in the rear that have not been repaired. ”

“......”

Under the cover of the big war, this side penetrated quite easily.

On that side, a cultivator turned into two rapidly speeding streamers and coldly plunged into the radiant city protection array, without touching the slightest obstruction, as if he had special authority.

In the blink of an eye, the six Terran powers were talking in secret in a golden side hall in the newly decorated Great Hall.

"Hahaha, I'm very fortunate to live up to my life, and I have made a few colleagues wait for a long time. ”

The eldest of the eldest, with a large handful of beards and eyebrows, danced.

"The Thief Quanzi has come to give orders to the four Taoist friends. ”

Although the four saints are now powerful, they only make many Terrans at the same level call them Taoist friends.

This has to be said to be the characteristic of this world, and it is completely based on personal strength.

Even if you are on the opposing side, people will not particularly suppress you, but will let you speak freely, make your position clear, and explain your own opinions.

On the contrary, under the general trend of the human race, no matter how much you oppose it, you will eventually be able to act with a unified will.

This thief is undoubtedly the best of them.

This can be said to be a lonely person.,There are not many subordinates to take care of like Cold Frost.,It's more free to come and go.,And he likes to study and write strange things.。

However, whenever there is a big battle, these stragglers still try their best to participate, no matter whether they are wandering in the area of the previous city, they are duty-bound.

I have to say that this is the general rule of this world.

"Hmm, the two Taoist friends have worked hard. I wonder what happened to those little cubs?"

One of the four saints spoke on his behalf, while the others remained silent.

"Hahaha, the four of you can rest assured, those little cubs were a little reluctant at the beginning, but later they were already willing to do so after some operation and skill. ”

The Tenth Perfection Daoist was still optimistic and said.

And the thief spring raised a pair of slender and white green palms to wipe in front of him, and a gorgeous haze rolled over, showing the whole picture of the four Marceau people piloting the aircraft in four small pieces.

"Well, yes, it's already at the stage where it's hard to distinguish the real from the fake. Hopefully it will work wonders. ”

Not surprisingly, after mobilizing most of the Maso to join the battle, the desert has been in flames of war and has a tendency to continue for a long time.

On the contrary, as the defeated Ji 19 and more people have been repaired many times, and have been absorbed by other giant ships many times, and have participated in countless battles.

Almost every time, their luck is surprisingly good, although each time there are some minor injuries, they can always escape death and make a comeback.

Gradually, even they themselves couldn't tell whether it was the Terran or the Marceau's combat base unit.

However, it is inevitable that the soldiers will be tired and old, and after a full year and a half, I don't know how many colleagues have lost in the war, and how many times they have changed the bow of the ship, and their combat merit points have accumulated to a certain amount, they can finally withdraw from the headquarters for promotion.

There are no surprises along the way.

The four of them finally arrived at Xiongcheng, the headquarters of the Marceaus.

As far as the eye can see, you can't see the boundaries of the city, and you can't see other colors, and the city with a dark tone is even busier and more orderly than Ji Nineteen expected, and it even looks a little old-fashioned.

It is like a neat tofu block, and the functions of each area are quite single and straightforward, so that he, the Marceau person who saw it for the first time, can easily distinguish it.

On this side is the assembly line of the basic aircraft, on the other side is the wing production workshop of the basic aircraft, and on the other side is the R&D base of the carrier ship, etc.

And they are going to the honors department of the basic unit.

There were no less than tens of thousands of basic units crowded with them, and apart from the different codes of the third eye inscription of each Maso, the rest could not be seen at all.

This time, they fought without dying, and they were able to fight continuously for nearly a year, which proved that they had a certain amount of luck and were more likely to produce a certain amount of wisdom.

Of course, this luck is illusory, it cannot be measured by quantity, and even the Marceau people do not have an accurate measurement standard, and most of the wisdom is given through the brain, not that their bodies can be completely generated by themselves.

The cold, dark hall was already full of Maso, and it was no surprise that more than 19 people appeared among them.

It was like a cold storage made of steel, with a cold black mist rolling under your feet and overhead.

There is no process to verify the identity, maybe it has been successfully passed, and they don't know that it is also a possibility.

The feeling to Ji Nineteen is that this Marceau's technology has been reached the extreme in a certain aspect, and even he has an illusion that he is no different from the Marceau people around him, they are all carved out of a mold, and they are all blank sheets of paper that can be shaped by others without any past experience.

Just as he was almost entering the battle between heaven and man, a wave of air pressure swept in.

Yes, it feels like air pressure.

Suddenly, his entire body was suspended in the air, his four thick legs were firmly fixed, and his one-arm was not commanded by his brain, and he couldn't even turn his eyeballs.

Only the vertical eye, which was like a scar, was stretched open by a chilling chill.

Suddenly, a slippery fluid forcibly poured in from the vertical eye, directly occupying his mind.

And like running water washing, it washes away many distractions.

A consciousness is re-formed.

"Reserve bow 9527 initialization completed. ”

"Reserve Bow 9527 is the number 391 of the base unit 9527, and the one who has been promoted to the head of the reserve. ”

"In view of the fact that all the reserve and in-service ships numbered 9527 have died honorably in battle, the number will be inherited by you and will not be changed. ”

"The knowledge of the reserve bow has been instilled. ”

"The black energy of the reserve bow has been charged. ”

"The body of the reserve bow has been transformed. ”

"The reserve bow is ready to set sail again. ”

"Hope to see you again next time. My 9527. ”

"The reserve bow 9527 has obtained the qualification for intensive training. ”

"The reserve bow 9527 is ready for intensive training. ”

“......”

There are a lot of balabala, and they are all cold mechanical voices, which make Ji Jiuda hate it from the bottom of his heart.

However, as you can tell from the new knowledge in your mind, this continues to be no small task.

The survival rate of the previous reserve bows is less than 1 in 10.

This undoubtedly made one of his hearts rise quickly, not worried about himself, but about those Taoist companions.

However, after coming to the first training subject, he was relieved.

It was actually a real aircraft that was more than ten times more complex than the basic aircraft, and fought against the orcs wrapped in the ground mecha.

This is not difficult for cultivators who can control the three origin abilities at the same time.

Sure enough, I passed this level smoothly.

From the broadcast, he also knew that this level had only eliminated less than one percent of the reserve bows.

It's just a pity that he can't contact Murong Yan and the ghosts.

With a nervous heart, he was transported to the second level.

What they fought against them this time was these miscellaneous fish in the Terran Cultivator Transformation Realm, as well as the intelligent beings with human heads and snake bodies, as well as all kinds of birds and beasts that had been alienated by black energy, but they all controlled their cultivation in the Transformation Realm period.

And the feeling for Ji Nineteen is still extremely real, and there is almost no trace of simulation.

The smoke billowing and blood spattering on the spot is even more irreproducible.

Whether it's on his side or the other party, it's like a living existence.

And he never saw the eliminated reserve bow appear around again.

Obviously, this training camp is quite cruel, and once you pass a level, it is likely to be completely wiped out.

At this time, he really missed Ma Liang.

The thief who was eyeing him had already been greeted by him to the whole family, and focused on the women related to him.

Even with the Four Saints and the Ten Perfection Daoists who seem to have good character.

Who would have thought that this Marceau would sift through the bow of the ship in this way?

If he had known, he wouldn't have been killed and would not have let him go to danger with three beautiful Taoist couples.

Fortunately, although these people in this battle are all intelligent lifeforms, which are more difficult to deal with than the half-beast mecha troops in the previous level, they also allowed him to pass the level smoothly.

The elimination rate of this level is surprisingly high, and it has directly washed away a full twenty percent of the bow seeds.

The next level is a test of command ability, no longer a test of personal bravery.

Not to mention the dashboard, there is a marching formation diagram in my mind.

The battle is still a half-orc mecha cluster of the same level.

This is not difficult for Ji Nineteen, who has the external knowledge of the sea, at least that reflex power is not comparable to those Marceau people who have been instilled with intelligent bodies.

Once again, it went smoothly.

Less than half of them survived this time.

In addition, this time there is actually a half-pillar incense time rest interval.

Fortunately, the three daughters with similar numbers to him are still intact.

This made him very happy.

To be honest, with the available information, he really doesn't know what will happen to them if they make a mistake and be eliminated.

Although the Ten Perfection Daoists repeatedly assured them that their lives would be safe on this trip, and showed his miraculous soul lamp skills.

But Ji Nineteen always felt that he was a little unreliable, and he was too full of words.

And his face, which was smiling all the time, really made him feel uneasy.

Facing him, Ji Shijiu thought of the word 'smiling tiger' more than once.

On the contrary, no matter how much the three Seven Absolute Masters who opposed the exercise of this plan complained, they could not change the minds of the Four Saints.

This made Ji Nineteen and more people very helpless.

Soon, the fourth and final test began.

Not surprisingly, this time it was all the surviving reserve captains who fought together against the army of intelligent life.

There are high-ranking Terran monks in the ranks.

It also allowed Ji Shijiu and others to see several old acquaintances.

also from the appearance of the Four Sages, Thief Quanzi, Shiquan Daoren, Frost City, Cold Frost, etc., so that Ji Nineteen once again decided that this was just a simulated illusion or a real scene or something.

But he still didn't dare to be careless.

Obviously, the power on the other side is not intensively invested, and the combat power is not at its peak.

With the cooperation of the four people, they can save some lone reserve captains from time to time in the endless shuttle of the war-torn scenes.

Gradually, the number of reserve bows gathered around them increased.

And the more they fought, the more they fought, the advantage became greater and greater, and in the end, of course, it was the Marceau side that won.

This battle killed Ji Nineteen happily, as if the resentment of Shiquan Daoren and others was also vented a lot.

"Congratulations to 9527 on his promotion to the position of captain. ”

"Congratulations to 9528 on his promotion to the position of captain. ”

"Congratulations to 9530 on his promotion to the position of captain. ”

"Congratulations to 9531 on his promotion to the position of captain. ”

“......”

Again, a cold, mechanical voice.

This time, however, the surviving eyes began to move freely, and their light flickered, radiating an endless light of wisdom.

The fly in the ointment is that these bows are all infected with that annoying 'quack' bad problem at the same time.

Every time I speak, I reflexively bring up one, two, or three.

In subtleties, there seems to be a little difference.