Lord of the Starry Sky

Compared to monks in the Qi training stage or low-level monks in the foundation building stage, the heavy Thousand Thunder Spear is already a magic weapon with heavy firepower.

The more powerful Thousand Thunder Cannon is equivalent to the continuous attacks of low-level monks in the Golden Core Stage. If it is used to attack the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, the opponent will be shot in a round, and it is no exaggeration to say that the opponent will be beaten into mud.

The heavy thunder cannon, which is even more powerful than the thousand thunder cannons, targets the attacks of monks at the peak of the golden elixir stage. It is so powerful that if it hits an opponent who has just entered the golden elixir realm, as long as it hits, there is no need for a second attack.

At this moment, on the Yuxing Federation warship, there was a heavy thunder cannon aimed at the star shuttle that Shen Jian and Huo Donglai were riding.

This kind of heavy firepower not only covers a wide area, but also has precise aiming and control, which is far beyond the comparison of lower-level magic weapons.

Although the star shuttle driven by Shen Jian moved flexibly and was fast, once it was targeted by the heavy thunder cannon, there was no possibility of evasion.

Because this is equivalent to being targeted by a monk who is close to the peak of the golden elixir stage.

There may not be such complicated and wonderful magic changes, but the ability to lock the target and the destructive power of the attack are no different from the same monk at the peak of the golden elixir stage.

In the distance, the battleship from Fang Zhui approached, and the people from the Yuxing Federation also noticed it.

"In this case, don't live alive." The captain ordered coldly: "No one knows whether the spiritual crystal dial is destroyed or not. It is better to simply add fire to the fire and ensure that it is destroyed."

"There's Fang Qinghui's son up there..." Someone reminded him.

"It's just a pirate, how come Fang Qinghui's son is on a pirate ship?" The captain said calmly: "Even if it is true, after working for so long, many of us died, and Yanhuang didn't pay any price, does it make sense?"

He waved his hand calmly.

The muzzle of the heavy thunder cannon lit up. The light was not bright, but instead seemed dim and heavy.

The black brilliance, like a flood discharge and a bursting embankment, gushes out from the muzzle, traverses the void of the universe, and instantly arrives in front of the star shuttle controlled by Shen Jian and his two men!

Wherever the terrifying torrent goes, it is like a black hole, forming a powerful pull and sweeping force on the surrounding area.

Things in the void, whether tangible or intangible, are all attracted at this moment, like moths to a flame, and are thrown towards the dark, heavy torrent.

The star shuttle that Shen Jian and his two men were traveling on was no exception.

Seeing that the star shuttle was about to be swallowed up by the black torrent, a light suddenly lit up in the void.

Rays of light appear out of thin air, criss-crossing in the dark void, with no source or end visible.

The intersection of many lights forms a mirror-like existence, square, bright and transparent.

A huge square mirror appeared out of thin air, blocking the space between the star shuttle and the black torrent.

The heavy thunder cannon's attack landed on the square mirror, and the torrent seemed to be broken into countless strands and dispersed in all directions.

The star shuttle, which was blocked behind the mirror, was safe and sound.

In the cockpit of the star shuttle, Huo Donglai and Shen Jian looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief: "Our luck is not too bad after all."

They were not very lucky. The commander of Yuhang on the opposite side was a bold man.

Fang Zhui's people have already arrived. When the commotion has reached this point, it would be best if they dispersed and no one was completely broken.

Just like before, the Yuxing Federation mainly handled affairs through a group of pirates under Zhexiu's command, trying not to let its own military take action.

Yanhuang and Yuxing, these two behemoths, would not easily fight head-on.

Most of the benefits of war are not as good as win-win cooperation.

It's one thing to scheming in private, but it's another thing to show off on the stage.

Huo Donglai was not sure whether Chi Beiyou would tell him his family background.

But even if he didn't know his family background, when things got to this point, it might not be a bad outcome for Ming Jin to withdraw his troops and disperse, leaving the conflict under the water.

It's a pity that the other party's commander didn't think so and made up his mind to kill them out of anger.

Fortunately, their luck was not too bad.

On the distant battleship, an old man with white hair stood.

Without any protective gear or any magic weapon to assist, he just stood upright on the front deck of the battleship, in the void of the universe.

Being able to do this, there is no doubt that he is a great monk in the Nascent Soul stage!

Although Fang Zhu is not as powerful as Yanhuang, Yuxing, Kaiyuan and other worlds, this original Chongxing Realm is their important base in outer space, and there are many strong people who are here to maintain it.

It's just that Shen Jian and Huo Donglai had limited conditions on the Red Flag before they came, and the distress messages they could send out were extremely simple and crude.

They also did not expect that not only a psychic battleship would come from the Yuan Chong Star Realm, but there would even be a Nascent Soul Stage monk accompanying the battleship.

The white-haired old man raised one hand, formed a spell toward Shen Jian and the others, and cast a spell from a long distance away to help block the attack of the heavy thunder cannon in the air.

The white-haired old man left the battleship at his feet, walked alone through the void of the universe, and came here.

The psychic battleship also accelerated and approached.

The fire fortresses on the battleship were opened one by one, and they were ready for battle.

"Don't let your guard down yet." Shen Jian said as he drove the star shuttle towards the white-haired old man.

"Not bad." Huo Donglai nodded, staring at the Yuxing Federation's warship behind him through the surveillance eye.

I saw the front end of the battleship suddenly deformed, the deck moved to the lift, and a silent but fierce cannon was revealed!

Even if there is no shooting or spiritual energy running, it can still send chills down the spine of the monks in the foundation building stage.

Bahuang Po Yuan Cannon!

The main gun of the Poyuan-class psychic battleship.

The power is equivalent to the full blow of some Nascent Soul monks, and it is a powerful shooting magic weapon that can kill the Nascent Soul monks.

The captain of a Poyuan-class psychic warship is usually a Golden Core monk, and the other monks on the ship are mainly Foundation-building and Qi-training monks.

However, under the command of the captain, the entire ship is integrated into one, and the sand is gathered into a tower, but it is possible to fight against the Nascent Soul monks.

Since the third generation of psychic battleships, it has changed the war pattern in the monastic world. It can be called the crystallization of modern monastic civilization born for war.

The white-haired old man looked intently at the Yuxing Federation's battleship opposite.

Behind him, his own warship also displayed its Eight Desolate Poyuan Cannons and stood ready.

But this is not the real concern of the white-haired old man and Shen Jian and others.

The Poyuan-class psychic battleship is naturally not the main combat force of the Yuxing Federation, let alone just one.

In order to keep a low profile, only one Poyuan-class ship arrived here.

Now that the two sides are at war with each other, the situation is different...

Sure enough, huge talisman arrays suddenly lit up one after another in the void that was dark just a moment ago.

The light in the talisman array condenses and compresses, as if forming blurry holes one after another.

Like one door after another, opening up the void.

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