As soon as the door opened, a palpitating sensation hit me instantly.

Dozens or hundreds of guns erupted tongues of fire, and strings of bullets "sneered" sonic booms, making a sharp sound of breaking the air, and greeted Mu Ping, Da Mao, and Xiao Wu like raindrops.

That scene, like the scenes in countless film and television dramas, was full of gunmen standing on the upper, middle and lower floors, shooting at levels from far, middle and near.

Rubble and sparks are flying, no less than fighting an encounter.

Two passages have been destroyed in a row, and if they are not discovered, then this general should not be called a general, but a straw bale.

"Broken!"

With a wave of Mu Ping's big hand, a protective wall appeared out of thin air in front of the exit, a solid shield composed of vitality.

"Puff puff!

Countless bullets hit the protective wall, and after less than half a second, the bullets fell to the ground one after another.

"Kill!"

Da Mao and Xiao Wu both jumped up, and their shields were added, like behemoths wrapped in transparent mist, and flew towards the gunmen.

"Woohoo!"

The warhead that had fallen to the ground suddenly reversed, beckoning to the heads of those people as well.

It was Mu Ping who picked up the warhead and returned the original.

"Ahh

"Ahhh

The gunman let out a scream of pain, the sudden opening of the hole in the center of his eyebrows gradually widened, the back of his head exploded with a thud, half of his head was scrapped, and red and white ran down his shoulder, all too fast, and they still kept shooting posture, but their hands could no longer pull the trigger.

All this is a long story, but it happened between the lightning and flint, from the time Mu Ping and the three opened the gate, the gunmen fired, to the parapet intercepted the bullets, most of the gunmen were killed, and only about a minute passed in between.

"Run!"

That was the first thought of the remaining gunslingers, but would they be able to run?

The answer, of course, is no, in front of the two powerful demon beasts at the peak of Xuandan's cultivation, these ordinary people who are not even martial artists, and they are still thinking about escaping, which is tantamount to a fool's dream.

"Woo-bang!"

Da Mao's golden stick smashed down on his head and head, not only the people within a radius of three feet, but even the buildings were smashed to pieces.

Xiao Wu was not lazy, and when he opened his mouth, a sea of fire erupted, and within thirty meters in front of him, whether it was a person or a building, there was everything

A raging fire was ignited.

The two demon beasts made this move, and the crying father and mother shouted one after another.

Nearly 120 gunmen, judging from the clothes on their bodies and the scarves wrapped around their heads, were those terrorists who turned into ashes in an instant.

"Boy, General Ben underestimated you!"

Suddenly, an ethereal voice suddenly came from the sky over the entire base, as if it came from hell, cold, ruthless, and bloodthirsty.

"A shrunken turtle pretending to be a ghost!"

Although the mental power did not work, Mu Ping knew that that guy must be hiding in some dark corner of the base, monitoring his every move through the surveillance screen, and his voice must have come out through the microphone.

"Big Mao Xiaowu, smash me, smash it hard!"

The fierce color on Mu Ping's face is even stronger, can't you hide? But you can't hide from this old nest, you don't feel distressed, so what else is polite about this group?

"Okay, master, just look at it!"

The big hair urn agreed angrily, picked up the round golden stick, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, "Click! Click!"

Xiao Wu was not lazy, opened his big mouth, and tongues of fire gushed out, and everywhere he passed, everything turned into powder in an instant, whether it was a row of computers or a huge screen, he couldn't help but burn Xiao Wu's real life.

"Hahaha!"

There was a sudden grim sneer from the sky.

"Since you like it here, let's send this place to you as a grave, I might as well tell you that there are many such bases. ”

"Boom!"

Before the words fell, there was a loud rumbling sound everywhere, and the pillars burst open one after another, and the entire base slowly sank.

Mu Ping's face sank, "This general is also very single, and he actually turned on the self-destruction device himself!"

Also, since this base has been exposed, he knows that even if Mu Ping does not destroy this base, the Huaxia government will never allow such a base to exist in the territory.

"Let's go!"

Mu Ping shouted at Da Mao and Xiao Wu, his body suddenly pulled up, used all his strength, and slapped at the top of the base.

But he was pained to find that his invincible cracked mountain palm, hitting the rock at the top of the base, was like a mud cow into the sea, unable to ripple at all, and not even a single stone was broken.

Not only that, but he found this base

The space inside the ground is gradually shrinking, just like the golden stick in Da Mao's hand.

"Golden Stick?"

Mu Ping's mind thundered, "Could it be ...... Could it be that the whole base is a magic weapon?

As soon as this thought came to mind, it began to magnify infinitely.

"It must be so. ”

Mu Ping further strengthened his thoughts, he knew that there were many strange things in the cultivation world, some refining powers, which could refine magic weapons with their own space, that is, true weapons above level seven, these real weapons were extremely rare, but he had to admit that they were against the sky, and even more, the magic weapons that were refined could be loaded into mountains, rivers and lakes.

This also explains why his spiritual power is released less than three meters, but all magic weapons, the person who uses it is activated by the spiritual power brand, if the person who enters can use the spiritual power indefinitely, then find the location of the brand in minutes, and then erase, rebrand, and control it in hand?

This is like Mu Ping's vows, although it can be loaded into living creatures, but living creatures also limit the use of spiritual power, which is the same reason.

"Master, we seem to be in a real thing!"

Da Mao frowned and spoke in a low voice.

"Hmm!"

Mu Ping nodded, and as soon as he patted the ring, the treasure hunting spirit fox showed its little head, and then flew out.

This little thing is not only very sensitive to the aura emitted by treasures, but also very good at prohibitions.

The imprint of spiritual power, to put it bluntly, is a kind of prohibition under the use of spiritual power.

Mu Ping's mental power was restricted, but it had no effect on the treasure hunting spirit fox.

"Boom!"

The space was getting smaller and smaller, from a radius of twenty kilometers to less than a kilometer, and it was still shrinking, and the sound of explosions and shattering was getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, and the entire space fell into boundless darkness, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Mu Ping patted the ring, and a night pearl was taken out by him, and it was bright and bright in an instant.

"Boy, I believe you have seen that the place where you are is inside the magic weapon, that is to say, now, you have become a turtle in the urn, and you want to come out, in the next life, hahaha!"

The general's voice was grim, cold, and unforgiving, as if it had come out of hell.