173 Metal Room

The interior of the mountain has been completely hollowed out and sealed by concrete.

Moreover, the layers lead to the underground, which almost looks like a military base.

All the facilities are complete, Fu Yang can't see any organs, but the Qing Emperor is very vigilant, he is deeply clear, what is presented in front of him is an illusion, behind the real terrifying wall.

The Yan family also keeps pace with the times, and it is impossible to remain conservative all the time, and with the development of science and technology, they are also renovating their techniques and weapons.

Speaking of which, the Yan family is very powerful, with more than a dozen directly affiliated scientific research institutions around the world, and has always been at the forefront of the world.

Under the leadership of Yan Xiayan, Fu Yang walked into a room made of all-metal.

In the room, there was only one chair, and there sat an old man with a disheveled head, covered in blood.

The originally decadent and sloppy eyes suddenly froze when the group came, showing endless fear.

This person is the Golden Scale Dao Man.

"Yan family, you are just a bunch of brutes, a bunch of shameless brutes, in vain I did so many things for you, and in the end ended up like this, haha......" The Golden Scale Daoist laughed maniacally.

Imprisoned here, he has given up hope of survival, since he is both a dead person, what is there to be afraid of.

Bang bang bang...

"Yes, yes, it seems that you have figured out a lot of things when you are dying." Fu Yang smiled.

"Come on, be clean, just want to die happily, I think I'm unlucky to provoke you." The Golden Scale Dao people looked downcast.

"Hehe, I think it's very good, but unfortunately, I just can't listen to others, if you want to die happily, I will slowly torture you." Fu Yang said coldly, quite a bit of a psychopath.

Of course, Fu Yang didn't have the strength to torture a person, he still needed to rely on the Golden Scale Daoist to lead the way to the Daomen Forbidden Area.

Watching Fu Yang walk into the Golden Scale Dao people step by step, and the Blue Emperor had been following him, the Yan family and the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Excellency, this person will be left to you, and we will leave first." Yan Xiayan said respectfully.

Fu Yang shook his hand and didn't pay attention to them head-on, but looked at the Golden Scale Daoist with a sneer.

When the Yan family all withdrew, the Golden Scale Dao people laughed again.

"What are you laughing at?" The Blue Emperor was puzzled.

"Needless to say, we're in the Agency." Fu Yang explained calmly.

"Yes, even if I die, I can pull you on my back, it doesn't seem to be a loss." The Golden Scale Daoist said proudly.

"If I dare to come in, I'm not afraid of what tricks they play." Fu Yang sneered, looking very confident.

Click......

Suddenly, there was a sound like metal gears colliding.

In the four corners of the room, four Gatlings were hung, aiming at the three in the middle.

"Vulcan Cannon!" The Blue Emperor exclaimed.

The Vulcan cannon is a weapon equipped by the US military on airplanes, and the four guns are fired at fixed points at the same time, and it is estimated that it will not take a minute to beat people into meat sauce.

Although the monk can fly to the sky, he is still weak in the face of today's heavy firepower weapons.

Even the Golden Scale Dao people did not dare to resist the attack of the four Vulcan cannons head-on.

Fu Yang has cultivated two body refining techniques, and he may be able to last for some time, but the smell of bullets hitting his body is not pleasant.

Immediately, the Tianyun Shield came out and enveloped them.

At the same time, four tongues of fire were spewing out, and the bullets were like a torrential rain falling on the cloud shield in the sky.

Fu Yang knew very well that it was impossible for Tianyun Shield to last long, so he took the initiative to attack.

The Lei Hong sword turned into a bolt of lightning and slashed at a Vulcan cannon.

With a flash of his body, Fu Yang also made a move, came directly to a corner, and tore open the metal wall with his bare hands.

The Vulcan cannon is revealed in its entirety, and a controller is installed on the gun to control the weapon.

Pulling it directly, the chaotic line was all torn off by Fu Yang, and the Vulcan cannon also calmed down.

"With twelve holes, it's a really good toy." Fu Yang said happily.

The Vulcan cannon was very heavy, at least four or five hundred catties, but Fu Yang could easily hold it with one hand and remove it from the wall.

With a barrel of nearly two meters, aimed at another Vulcan cannon, the trigger was pulled.

The barrel roared out, a bullet of light in general, and a dense fire in one position.

After a while, however, a Vulcan cannon was scrapped, and there was a hole in the corner of the wall, and black smoke kept emitting.

destroyed another Vulcan cannon and successfully got out of danger, among them, Lei Hongjian destroyed one, and one was in Fu Yang's hand.

……

In the Hanshan stronghold, in the control room, an old ancestor was staring at the display screen, watching Fu Yang's performance, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Turn the traps on." Old Ancestor commanded.

The personnel guarding the console immediately began to operate.

At the same time, the metal room is abnormal.

Thunder and lightning covered the walls, and the metal floors under their feet were missing pieces of falling, and there was a pungent smell deep underneath.

"It's gasoline!" The Blue Emperor recognized it at a glance.

As soon as he finished speaking, a flame erupted, igniting the gasoline.

The space was not very large, and the flames rose so high that they could almost choke people.

Only the center was erected, like a pillar, surrounded by a sea of fire, and the temperature suddenly rose sharply.

From time to time, gasoline was sprayed through small holes, making the fire more ferocious.

"Dig a groove, play cremation for Lao Tzu, and when you go out, Lao Tzu castrates you." Fu Yang was furious.

Holding the Vulcan cannon in his hand, he shot directly at the door.

When the Yan family left, they sealed the door and tried to trap them.

Puff puff......

The metal was dented in the bullet shot, but unfortunately, the thickness was so high that the bullet could not penetrate it.

In desperation, Fu Yang threw away the Vulcan Cannon, held the Lei Hong Sword, and flew closer.

Thunder wraps around the surface, canceling out the lightning nets placed on the walls.

struggled to cut it, showing a deep opening, but unfortunately, it still didn't penetrate it.

A sword slashed down, and scattered sword marks appeared on the metal wall, which made Fu Yang furious.

"Damn, how thick is your wall." Fu Yang roared angrily.

Looking back, the Green Emperor covered his neck, his mind began to trance, and the Golden Scale Daoist had already fainted.

The temperature continues to rise, not to suffocate, but also to die of heat.

"No matter what, open the great array of blessing power." Fu Yang said.

Suddenly, layers of light shrouded in light, and power was gathering and climbing.

Bang!

A punch was struck, causing a loud bang, and the entire mountain trembled slightly.

Under the punch, a big hole was sunken down in the metal wall, and Fu Yang continued to punch and hit in one position.

At this moment, the five ancestors sitting in the Hanshan stronghold felt an obvious shaking, and their expressions were extremely gloomy.

"The plan has failed, and a one-foot-thick room made of super alloy can't trap this person." Yan Nan Wind Channel.

"The five of us working together may be able to contain some time and evacuate people as soon as possible." Yan Jingchen said.

"Do you want to give up here, this is an important stronghold, if it is exposed, it will be hunted down and killed by the people who come to the Daomen." Yan Xiayan said heavily.

"If you really can't hold it, activate the self-destruct device." Yan Nanfeng said decisively.