A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

“WWII artillery?!”

"Something like this, right?"

Jin Lingfeng was stunned for a moment, unable to believe it.

"It's World War II artillery! Oh my god!"

"Is it this old thing that blocked Xianmen's heavy artillery cluster bombing? Damn, I'm scared to death."

Jin Chengkong, Xue Qian and other Jindan monks cursed loudly.

He took a long breath and relaxed his heart.

Although he was scolding his subordinates just now, the ones who are actually the most panicked are their golden elixir monk clones. They know more, and the more they understand the terrible consequences caused by the technological advancement of the Xuanwu Tiangong Formation.

In history, the mother planet fell and 99% of the monks were killed or injured. It is possible that the history will be repeated again.

"This old mortal weapon."

"How did you do it?"

Jin Lingfeng, Xue Qian and other officers enlarged the picture frame by frame, observed carefully, and convened a group of officers to discuss, and gradually came to a conclusion.

"There is no advancement in formation technology."

Chief of General Staff An Siyan summarized the results of everyone's discussion and said: "After Xianmen's armor-piercing artillery shells leave the thirty-kilometer interference range, they are just equivalent to an enhanced version of ordinary artillery shells. The powerful kinetic energy interferes with the shooting. It explodes when it reaches the predetermined location.”

"It's that simple."

"These World War II artillery pieces are very fragile. They are made of ordinary steel. A grenade with a sharp edge can destroy dozens or hundreds of artillery pieces, that is..."

An Siyan deduced it in his mind for a moment and frowned.

"We have just calculated the coordinates of these artillery pieces. Let's give it a try first. Let's fire ten salvos."

Jin Lingfeng finally made the final decision.

Others raised no objections.

boom!

Millions of tanks fired directly without adjusting their muzzles. Again and again, groups of armor-piercing shells were shot out like a canopy, stretching for dozens of kilometers.

Boom!

The Xuanwu four-pole demarcation array flashed with light, slightly delaying the armor-piercing shell group. Then, a large number of World War II artillery shells arrived in an instant, destroying most of the attack kinetic energy of the tank armor-piercing shell group.

"That's it."

An Siyan sighed: "These World War II artillery pieces are very fragile. Nothing in the outside world can protect them, not even a group of golden elixir monks. Instead, they actively turned themselves into targets.

But in a powerful formation like the Xuanwu Four-pole Boundary Formation, these huge flaws are covered up. "

"Has the Immortal Sect never encountered such a situation?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"No."

Jin Chengkong, commander of the Second Army Group with the most experience in wars, shook his head: "Generally when encountering such a powerful fixed formation, we bomb with artillery groups first. If the bombing fails, we use nuclear bombs. If tactical nuclear bombs fail, nuclear weapons are prohibited. , It’s always been like this, there’s no difficulty.”

"The difficulty lies in getting closer to the target."

"But this time..."

He looked troubled.

Many officers were at a loss as to what to do, and they discussed for a long time but could not come up with any plan.

This is a war precedent that is beyond the scope of Xianmen military textbooks, and there is no war history to draw from.

"Use level three tactical nuclear bombs."

Jiang Ding ordered: "Let's take eight first to test the limits of Xuanwu Tiangong's so-called spirit-melting forbidden treasures."

According to the establishment, each army group carries four third-level tactical nuclear bombs, totaling only sixteen, half of which were eliminated at once.

"Eight?...Yes!"

Jin Lingfeng and others were stunned.

You look at me and I look at you. There is no other way but to nod in agreement.

…

"This strategy works!"

Xiang Jia clenched his fist fiercely, his brows full of excitement.

"Congratulations to Michiko."

Someone around them complimented: "When the other two Dao disciples died in battle, you firmly guarded the southern boundary formation and avoided falling into the hands of the Dongji Demon Sect. It must be a great achievement."

"Many elders see it in their eyes and remember it in their hearts. It is very possible to be promoted to Taoist Master in the future."

"Ha ha!"

Xiang Jia has been living in panic for many days. Every time he closes his eyes, he sees himself being penetrated by a blue-gold sword light.

He relaxed a little at this time and laughed: "I'm afraid this won't work. I'm far behind in Xuanwu Dao. I'm afraid I have to kill Da Ri Jianzi before I can directly become..."

call out!

Phew!

On the horizon, eight rounds of golden sun suddenly rose, and the terrifying waves that broke the law, destroyed the law, and banned the law spread hundreds of kilometers away, and then they all fell towards the thirty-six sky pillars.

"Sun-Destroying Forbidden Treasures...eight!"

The smiles on the faces of many Xuanwu Foundation-Building cultivators turned pale, their scalps became numb, and their bodies felt cold.

"Why panic!"

Xiang Jia took a deep breath and opened the storage bag. The eight sealed coffin boxes sensed the destructive aura from the outside world. The dark light spread and the coffin boxes instantly dissolved, leaving nothing behind.

Eight rounds of pitch-black light spread, and the thick curse and resentment within them spread in all directions. The sky for dozens of kilometers was pitch black, and there were shrill sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

The souls of many foundation-building monks trembled, and they fell into dark illusions. They could vaguely hear the wailing and resentment of hundreds of millions of sentient beings. Any ray of resentment could melt the souls of the golden elixir monks.

Phew!

Then, with a scream, eight rounds of dark light floated, without any other target, and crashed straight into the eight-round golden sun where the aura of destruction spread.

Jiang Ding looked at the sky silently.

Being within the law-killing halo of eight rounds of tactical nuclear bombs, his magic power and soul did not solidify, but became more and more lively, as if he was home, warm and warm.

The eight-wheeled golden sun went away and flew towards the base of the thirty-six Xuanwu Four-pole Boundary Array, constantly getting closer to the Forbidden Soul Fusion Treasure of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace.

The halo of destruction is gone.

"It seems possible for me to break these eight spirit-melting forbidden treasures into pieces?"

Jiang Ding felt a little uncomfortable and had an idea.

Then he shuddered first.

"Don't!"

"The explosion damage range of tactical nuclear bombs is thirty kilometers, and the effective attack range of my sword intention is ten kilometers. It's okay if it doesn't succeed. Once it succeeds, eight tactical nuclear bombs will explode at the same time..."

Jiang Ding imagined the scene and felt a chill in his heart.

Sizzling...

Eight golden suns with a destructive aura collided with eight dark circles of light. There was no explosion, just a silent and sizzling sound.

The sky turned gray and there was no more light.

After a few breaths, everything disappeared.

Clear skies.

"no effect."

"what to do?"

Jin Lingfeng and others' hearts sank, and they felt very troubled: "Should this landing war end with this and wait for Xianmen's next tactical nuclear bomb innovation?"

Nothing can be done.

for a long time.

"that……"

Someone hesitated for a moment and asked, "How did Da Ri Jiange deal with this situation back then?"

"Da Ri Sword Pavilion?"

Jin Lingfeng was startled and said subconsciously: "What else can those group of sword madmen have? Da Ri Jianzi commanded a large number of Sword Intent Sword Cultivators. They will kill them directly if they don't achieve death."

Everyone was stunned.

A voice appeared in my ears.

"Every unit, advance slowly and arrive within 30 kilometers of the Xuanwu Boundary Formation."

"No need to worry."

Jiang Ding said calmly: "In the small world of Huangtong, even if Xuanwu Daozi comes in person, it will just be an extra lackey under the sword, and there will be no changes."

"Let's move forward."

"Yes, Your Excellency, Commander-in-Chief!"

Jin Lingfeng and others' blood surged up, reaching their hearts, and they roared in unison.

A torrent of tanks rumbled along.

Charge towards the final core of the southern Xuanwu Boundary Formation and move forward indomitably.

It will be later tonight. Grandma is sick and I want to go and see her.