Xiao Ling Huan Jie.
"The Dao Huan really felt something!"
Lu Zhong observed the seal with his spiritual consciousness and found that the half-life ring he placed here had changed. It was trembling and resonating all the time, as if it was being called from afar.
Without hesitation, he took it away with a flick of his sleeve.
The trembling stopped immediately, and the bright green light that originally covered the ring also receded like a tide, revealing its original appearance.
"Huh?"
Lu Zhong raised his eyebrows slightly and couldn't help but take a second look.
"Yes, it has indeed grown a little, even if it is very small...could it be said that the Dao Ring has the ability to repair itself after it is damaged."
Holding this Taoist ring in your hand, your whole body feels like bathing in amniotic fluid.
Warm and comfortable.
The hidden injuries suffered during the cultivation process are getting better at an incredible speed at this moment.
And this is just the passive influence of the Dao Ring.
As for active stimulation?
Lu Zhong hadn't taken the initiative to try it yet. When he thought of this, he immediately activated the Yuanshi Dao Ring and entered the derivation space.
Soon, the answer will come out.
Naturally, it has something to do with "breathing". Perhaps it is because his own strength is too weak to exert the contingency power of the Dao ring, and as a result, a "half Dao realm" is formed.
The reason why it is called Half Dao Domain.
It is because this realm is empty and has no reality. He cannot incarnate the way of heaven in this realm, that is, he can control a certain law at will. The only effect is to invalidate the specified law, unless the opponent can fight with the same realm.
Even so, it is still a rare method.
As far as Lu Zhong knows, more than half of the true immortals in the immortal world follow the path of scattered immortals, and most of the remaining less than 30% of the immortals only practice one kind of law. Once they encounter his "half-realm", The results can be imagined.
From now on, if he wants to fight in a one-on-one fight... he will probably have few opponents in the same realm.
To exaggerate a little, if you encounter a golden immortal who has not formed a Dao realm, although you are still no match for the other party, you can escape from death with this half of the Dao realm.
"What will happen if I collect all the life-producing rings?"
Lu Zhong's mood fluctuated slightly when he thought of this possibility.
Will it produce a complete Tao realm after being stimulated?
Suddenly, the sky above our heads was filled with stars.
The stars are not stars, but the dazzling fireballs produced after the warships of both sides exploded in the void battle.
"It's time to take action."
Lu Zhong thought like this, and his figure disappeared with the wind.
...
White star, inner circle.
Battleship maternal and fetal factory.
As usual, Xu Han was patrolling the production line with the help of a smart assistant to ensure that the empire's ongoing ascent was not affected.
Looking ahead at this moment is a vast and boundless world.
Blood red is the tone here, just like the amniotic fluid womb.
Battleships, large and small, with almost the same appearance, occupied almost every corner of the world. They were laid flat on the upper and lower fetal beds, constantly absorbing nutrients from the maternal and fetal environment and growing rapidly.
Thanks to the great Imperial technology, a capital battleship can develop from an embryonic state to a complete form in just thirty standard days. Once the appropriate personnel and equipment are available, you can rush to the battlefield.
There are many technicians like him in the mother-fetus factory, who are constantly shuttling around the automated production line, checking the growth of battleship embryos, or replacing faulty structures to ensure that each battleship can leave the factory as scheduled.
On the way, Xu Han met a familiar co-worker.
"Hey, Lao Xu!"
"It's Lao Wu."
Xu Han finished clicking on a parameter, waved to say hello to the acquaintances flying towards him, and said with a smile: "I heard that there is a great victory ahead, why don't we go have a few drinks after get off work?"
"Harm, that's not a coincidence."
Old Wu shook his head and took out a certificate of commendation from his arms.
"Hey, Lao Xu, did you see clearly? This is what my son just gave me. He piloted a hyperspace fighter a while ago and defeated an enemy ship by himself. He was awarded the first-class imperial merit. I'll give it to you later. Go to his celebration party.”
"That's really congratulations."
Only then did Xu Han realize that the other party came here to show off.
He also had a son who responded to the empire's call and joined the Space Force with honor, but he was just a small mechanic. Unlike Lao Wu's son, who was admitted to the flight academy and became a fighter pilot directly after graduation.
"Ding dong!"
A crisp sound came from Lao Wu's cell phone in his trouser pocket.
Old Wu glanced and his expression fell.
Not only him, Xu Han's cell phone also rang, but it was a skin-implanted type, located on his left arm, which was very convenient to use.
"Dad, the troops will leave soon. I'll treat you to tea when I come back."
Ding-dong, another message.
"Remember to take your medicine on time - love your son."
"You brat! You have to take care of it!" Xu Han cursed with a smile, but his heart felt warm. Although his son was not as promising as other families, he was more concerned about his father.
Beside, the smile on Old Wu's face disappeared.
It was also the time when the troops were leaving, and his son only sent a few simple words.
...
The Seventh Battle Group of the White Star Empire.
A mothership hangar.
Wu Yuanzao disconnected the communication, put aside his father's vanity, and looked calmly at the hyperspace fighter in front of him.
This is a behemoth.
Her wingspan alone reaches a hundred meters, so that she can fit in the powerful hyperspace engine. While providing sub-light speed, it can also power the two light cannons on board. In addition, the Imperial Academy of Sciences' An outstanding shield, a beauty with complete firepower and protection.
"Bai Lilac, how is the preparation progress?"
"Reporting to the captain, we are currently in the final stage." Accompanied by a female voice, a ball flew out of the hyperspace fighter, projecting a shadow in military uniform. She is Wu Yuanzao's adjutant and the center of the auxiliary combat system of this fighter. .
Before he could finish his words, the busy mechanic behind him pulled out a twisted long sword from the gap in the armor.
It is the existence of this thing that affects the operation of the entire fighter plane.
"Cold weapon? Damn it, what are we fighting?" The mechanic threw the sword to the ground and then used tools to reinstall the armor.
The empire's propaganda against its enemies has always been said to be an obstacle that must be eradicated in the process of ascension.
But what kind of obstacles are these little soldiers have no idea.
However, the mechanic doesn't care about this either.
"Captain Wu, according to the standard maintenance procedures, your fighter plane has been prepared. Please confirm and sign."
"Report to the captain, self-inspection passed." Adjutant Bai Dingxiang's voice sounded at the right time.
"Yes." Wu Yuanzao nodded and approved the signature application.
At this time the radio sounded.
"This ship is about to end its jump state. Please prepare for impact. The countdown is 10...9...3...2...1! Escape!"
Almost instantly, the entire mothership began to shake.
Through the porthole, Wu Yuanzao discovered that the ship had jumped directly to the edge of the battlefield. The shock came from the enemy's fierce firepower. Although the empire's opponents were technologically backward, their magical abilities were still a nightmare for the empire's officers and soldiers.
So fast?
He was a little surprised by this. Logically speaking, the mothership should have stopped for supplies midway, but now that it had jumped directly over, it was inevitable that he had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Report to the commander, the attack order has been received."
"Okay, attack!"
Wu Yuanzao entered the cockpit and began to communicate with his team members. The Twelfth Hyperspace Fighter Wing under his command had a total of 540 fighter jets. Except for him, a natural person, the rest were clone soldiers.
In a sense, these are his cannon fodder.
Last time, Wu Yuanzao relied on 539 wingmen to successfully break through the enemy's battleship defense line and sink it.
Dragging by the manipulator, the hyperspace fighter was quickly pulled onto the track.
The indicator lights on both sides started to light up one by one.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a giant golden hand broke through the shield of the mothership and invaded directly into the hangar. Then it suddenly scattered into countless small balls. Each small ball then transformed into a different shape, either a shooter holding a bow, or He is a sword-wielding warrior.
As soon as these metal puppets appeared, they started wreaking havoc.
"The mothership is finished."
Wu Yuanzao saw this scene and felt calm.
Although the aircraft carrier he was on was equipped with several space cavalry regiments, those weak little pieces of iron were no match for the enemy.
The public channel was soon filled with screams.
In front of an enemy whose movement speed easily breaks the speed of sound, without the protection of the space cavalry, the mothership can only gallop and ravage with the enemy.
Imperial officers and soldiers never hold back when dealing with their enemies.
The same goes for the other side.
Immediately afterwards, there was a heavy pressure on his body.
Before the mothership collapsed, half of the fighters of the 12th Wing, including Wu Yuanzao, successfully ejected. The remaining ones that did not eject had only one outcome, and that was to be buried with the mothership.
Looking at the mothership that fell into deathly silence behind her.
"For the glory of the empire!"
Wu Yuanzao shouted expressionlessly in the cockpit.
Before he finished speaking, there was a rustle on the quiet public channel. Someone cleared their throat and spoke in broken Imperial Common Tongue.
"Long live Luofu!"
"You must run fast, otherwise you will look good!"
...
"Good news! Good news!!"
"Imperial officers and soldiers achieve great results again!"
"Following the great victory on the Harvest Star, ten years later, we achieved another great victory in the Dingfang Universe. We defeated tens of thousands of enemies and killed a demon Mahayana."
"In this battle, the officers and soldiers of our First Battle Group...drop!"
Wu Wenshu turned off the terminal, let out a breath of air-conditioning, and made sure that the minimally running life-support system was still functioning normally. Then he tremblingly raised the coffee on the table, smelled the aroma, and took a sip happily.
Since the supply ship he was on was destroyed, he has been stranded in space.
Fortunately, he happened to be near the rescue capsule, so he didn't turn into an ice sculpture floating in space like his unlucky colleagues.
"When will this damn life end?"
Wu Wenshu muttered, opened the terminal that he had watched hundreds of times, and continued to look at those great victory videos.
Comparing the before and after, he confirmed that what the crew chief said was true.
Taking the eighteenth year of the Empire's Ascension Calendar as the dividing line, the data of the great victories before and after began to change. In the past, they were all detailed and true. Although the achievements were exaggerated, they were all verifiable. However, after the eighteenth year of the Ascension Calendar, the battle reports began to go crazy. Fill with water.
It has been twenty-nine years of ascension until now.
The supply ship Wu Wenshu was on was ambushed and sunk on the way.
"Damn rescue team!"
Thinking that he had not been rescued for so long, he couldn't help but cursed secretly in his heart.
Boom!
Two dull knocks.
At the same time, after a few rustling sounds, the intercom in the emergency cabin rang out in the common language of the Empire.
"Hello, we are the Imperial Rescue Team. Sergeant Wu, please open the hatch."
"Rescue has finally arrived!"
Wu Wenshu cried with joy, and quickly ran to the hatch, smashed the transparent cover with one punch, and opened the hatch of the rescue cabin.
Just as he was daydreaming about the delicious original food, he also saw the person coming.
"Ruined!"
The visitor is an enemy of the empire, a demon soldier named "Luofu".
"Yo, this time it's four hands."
A tattooed bald monk looked at the four-segmented humanoid insect huddled in the depths of the rescue cabin and laughed teasingly at the back.
"Fellow Daoist Yu, you lost this time."
"unlucky!"
With a whoosh and a flying sword shot, the bugs in the rescue cabin were killed. Another monk walked in and looked at the corpse on the ground with a depressed expression.
The bounty for an insect-man in Luofu is one hundred spirit stones.
The two should have been evenly divided.
But he couldn't control his hands.
When the companion saw it, he came over with a smile and comforted him: "Okay, okay, fellow Taoist, don't be angry. Wait for us to put a white star on it later. There will still be bugs."
These words are not false.
Ever since that person from Luofu took action, the situation of the battle that was originally obviously losing was reversed in an instant. Not only has the lost ground been recovered, but it has also come within tens of billions of miles of White Star. Now everyone can clearly see the enemy's lair with the naked eye.
I think it won't be long before everyone can land on White Star.
However, as a team of casual cultivators, there is not much possibility of eating meat. Maybe when the follow-up collection operation of Luofu Guard is launched, there will be a chance to drink soup.
At this moment, everything in the field of vision was dyed with purple meaning.
"Here it comes, here it comes again!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the true immortal's action is indeed extraordinary!"
"yes."
Everyone looked in the direction of the source of the purple light.
In the vast void, a terrifying sea of thunder suddenly appeared, covering an entire universe in an instant, and being hit tens of millions of miles away.
Especially those "annoying mosquitoes", all were wiped out without a single one left.
"Hey, the battle has begun."
The monk surnamed Yu loved watching this scene the most, so he simply stood in the void, not relying on any shield, and just relying on his physical training skills to resist.
Others also felt the same way when they saw the overwhelming power of their own army.
Suddenly, there was another flash of white light on the battlefield in the distance.
Immediately afterwards, a fortress battle star with a diameter of one hundred thousand miles came out of the jump space and immediately opened up its firepower in an attempt to harvest the battlefield.
But before it could take a breath of arrogance, the battle star began to shrink rapidly.
"Another one."
Lu Zhong muttered, pairing this battle star that the White Star Empire had high hopes with the other battle star from before, and playing with it like beads in his hands.
At this moment, he was alone in the middle of the battlefield.
Such arrogant behavior will naturally become the target of the White Star Empire.
No matter what the means.
As soon as he enters within ten thousand miles around him, he will instantly enter a state of stasis. The reason is the unfolding half-dao realm. Just disabling one basic force is enough to disable the White Star Empire's war weapons based on it.
Lu Zhongruo strolled leisurely in the courtyard, walking step by step towards the direction of Bai Xing.
