Shenxianzong

Without battleships and mechs, people in the Graham galaxy are like lambs to be slaughtered.

In front of these monks, there is no threat at all.

However, in the space fortress, Guangnao's statement of surrender shocked the entire interior of the fortress into chaos.

At this time, whether it was the soldiers in various battleships, the professors who were conducting scientific research, or the generals who were directing the battleships to attack, they all lowered their heads in despondency, knowing that the situation was over.

"This is impossible! Our Treham galaxy is an advanced civilization, how could it be defeated so quickly, general, we can fight again!"

Some people's eyes were red, and they couldn't believe that they became prisoners in an instant.

There are still so many warships yet to go to battle, how can the winner be decided?

There are also many generals who are extremely unwilling.

However, they know some secrets.

In this battle space, there is no room for repentance if you admit defeat.

Moreover, others do not know, but they know the meaning of the existence of the optical brain.

If there is no optical brain to monitor the entire Graham galaxy, relying on the corrupt royal nobles of the empire, I am afraid that they will have fallen into a second-level civilization long ago.

"We should trust the optical brain."

The sad and helpless general can only comfort himself, the soldiers, and the public in this way.

At the moment when the light brain issued the statement of surrender, in the space of heaven, the consciousness of heaven representing the Graham galaxy wailed, and followed in the footsteps of Feiming star field.

It is worth mentioning that the consciousness of heaven in Chiming Realm has expanded a lot, and the speed of devouring the defeated consciousness of heaven is much faster.

Yuechen stood in the control room, staring at the light brain with a half-smile, and said: "Open the fortress and welcome our takeover personnel."

After the light brain let out a futile protest, it reluctantly opened the hatch of the space fortress.

The Nine Flame Treasure Ship of Lianbao Peak was already outside the gate, waiting for a long time.

They have long been greedy for this giant, but now that it is in their hands, they are like hungry dogs seeing the bones, and rushed up in a swarm, regardless of whether it is safe or not.

Daoist Miaoyan, who was dressed in the gossip flying cloud robe, rushed into the Space Fortress first.

As soon as he turned his consciousness, he found Yue Chen in the control room.

Master Miaoyan completely ignored the hateful eyes of the people of the Graham galaxy in the fortress, and disappeared in place with a flash of his figure.

This move immediately shocked those alien people who had never seen the world.

Like quails, they hid together, secretly looking up at the refiners flying around in the sky, with a different kind of light in their eyes.

"Good boy, I really have you, and this can be regarded as a lot less battle damage!"

In the control room, Master Miaoyan patted Yuechen on the shoulder, his beard almost raised to the sky.

Especially after Yuechen wanted to hand over this space fortress to them for transformation.

"Hey, don't worry, the old man will definitely make this guy a real weapon of war, and there will be no shortcomings!"

War forts are mainly large, heavy, solid materials, and extremely strong defense.

But it completely abandons flexibility and space extension.

And if a monk gets close to him, the defense of the entire fortress will be like nothing.

To put it bluntly, this space fortress can defend against ordinary people and warriors, but it cannot defend against monks who are accustomed to special methods.

Yuechen is also looking forward to what kind of brilliance this space fortress will radiate in the hands of monks.

However, it is not enough just to have a craftsman, it also needs the cooperation of a formation master.

He slapped his disciple's token on his waist, and sent a message to Master Miaowei of the formation peak, ordering him to bring people here, and take advantage of the truce to complete the transformation of this war fortress.

Master Miaowei was as excited as Master Miaoyan when he received the order.

It was the first time they had seen the weapons of war in the world of science and technology, and they had already aimed at the big guy during the battle.

At this time, it is in my own hands, so I can concoct it however I want.

The two real people were gearing up, with fierce sparks in their eyes, leading the men aggressively, and went to study.

Yuechen smiled, and ordered Guangnao: "Order all the generals and scientific researchers to come out of the fort to see you."

"Yes!"

Guangnao is now a respondent, Yuechen will do what he says, and dare not resist at all.

Now that they have surrendered, they should have the consciousness of the defeated, so that the people of the galaxy can be saved from disaster.

The monks in the Chiming Realm are silently packing up the remains, picking up the incomplete weapons, and returning them to the furnace for rebuilding.

Although they had already experienced once, cleaning the battlefield again, everyone still couldn't calm down.

As long as there is war, there must be death.

Every Zhongqian world is not a simple character, and has its own powerful characteristics to participate in the world war.

Therefore, in every battle, they cannot take it lightly.

There is still a long way to go in the war, and they still need to defeat 97 middle-thousand worlds before they can be promoted to great-thousand.

Only when they become Daqianshijie can they have the right to say 'no'!

However, the benefits of each war are also staggering.

Whether it is various material trophies or captive humans, they are all resources.

The monks in this world have also grown tremendously in the blood and fire.

Some of the proud sons of heaven who had not been practicing for a long time and had a very low level, every time they went through a battle, their levels rose slowly.

Now on the battlefield, the number of monks below the primordial spirit has decreased dramatically.

From time to time, some people go out to survive the catastrophe and then come back.

During this period, Daoist Tai Lin was stimulated by his apprentice's injury, and became fierce. He was promoted to the cave by accident and opened up a cave.

Since then, in front of his apprentices and grandchildren, he has straightened his back a little bit, and his walk has made some noise.