The difficulty of killing and destroying is different.

If it is Tong Zhengyang, it explodes at full speed, which can break the sound barrier, even if it is a nuclear bomb strike, it is very likely to be dodged by it.

This zombie king has not yet been revived, its magnetic field has affected the entire Xiya Mountains, tens of thousands of people have been twisted into zombies, if it is completely recovered, not to mention the sky, there is no problem in escaping, and the nuclear bomb may be dodged by it.

But at this time, it was suppressed in the golden coffin, and if it was destroyed, the difficulty was greatly reduced.

With Daxuan's level of technology, it is completely feasible to throw it out of outer space, or even throw it directly into the orbit of the sun and let it be captured by the sun.

Of course, if even the sun can't burn to death.......

Then, there is no need to think about other methods.

"This golden coffin can't be easily destroyed......"

An Qisheng lightly touched the golden coffin, and his hand was cold, cold to the bone.

The material of this golden coffin is special, and it won't be too troublesome to destroy, but the zombie king inside is not so easy to destroy.

As Dao Yitu said, it is rooted in the resentment of heaven and earth, almost immortal and immortal, and the principle of its existence has not been understood.

If it can be completely destroyed, it will be enough, if the golden coffin and talisman are destroyed, and they will be the first to get out of trouble, the problem will be huge.

"We can only temporarily blockade it, send people to garrison, and wait until there is a proper way to settle it to deal with this golden coffin."

The Peerless Daoist glanced at the talisman on it and guessed An Qisheng's concerns.

I don't know what the material of this talisman is, if it is accidentally damaged, it will be a big trouble.

"You don't have to send someone."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly:

"In the near future, I'll stay here."

The spiritual imprint of the martyrs has not yet been collected, and the world coordinates have not been found, and he will not leave the golden coffin.

This zombie king has no possibility of getting out of trouble, and for him, it is a treasure.

"You're going to stay here?"

The Absolute Dust Daoist frowned, only thinking that An Qisheng was afraid that the people of the Special Affairs Bureau would be tempted indiscriminately and release the zombie king.

nodded approvingly: "It's not good to garrison a large number of troops here, but it's foolproof with you guarding here." ”

Daxuan is the two poles of the world, and there is a faint tendency to dominate the world, and it is impossible for many nearby countries to be fearless, if they are stationed in Mu Feng, the problem will be very big.

Even the Special Affairs Bureau itself has hidden dangers.

"If Daxuan calculates a reliable method of destruction, I can leave at any time."

An Qisheng glanced at the bleak night and sat cross-legged directly in front of the golden coffin:

"The rest of the aftermath and the things to explain will be handed over to the Taoist!"

His existence, I am afraid that he has already been on the key focus list of the Special Affairs Bureau when he defeated Mu Longcheng, if it were not for this zombie king, I am afraid that someone would have come to the door to talk.

Seeing that the divine warrior looked at ancient times, he was like a land god and Buddha, and even now, it is quite a threat to some people.

In the past hundreds of years, Xuanxing has also seen a precedent for the confrontation between the divine warriors and the government.

Of course, seeing that the Great Grandmaster of the Divine Warrior is also a mortal in the flesh, it is impossible to fight against the army, but when he sees the Divine Warrior assassinating, the deterrence is too great.

For example, when Mu Longcheng emigrated overseas, he 'shaved' the heads of some big people in overseas countries.

Naturally, his presence will be noticed.

The reason why he wantonly showed his strength in front of the Peerless Dao people was to avoid some things.

The people of the Peerless Dao naturally understood this truth.

He nodded, took off his robe and threw it to An Qisheng, then turned around and left:

"An Xiaoyou, don't worry, there won't be any uneyed people to bother you, in Daxuan, Lao Dao still has a bit of face!"

The people of the Absolute Dust Dao naturally have this confidence.

He joined the army as a teenager and became a monk in middle age, and for decades, he has made friends with high-ranking officials and nobles, chaebol wealthy, elites in various industries, and there are not many disciples, but they are all in important positions.

His connections and prestige are all there, and what he says naturally has weight.

An Qisheng's kung fu is higher at this time, and it is not a simple matter to reach such a level.

What's more, he didn't feel that way.

The Absolute Dust Daoist floated away, and soon disappeared into the night of the vast snow-capped mountains.

An Qisheng wore the wide robe of the Peerless Daoist, and took out the bottle of Bigu Pill he left behind and took one pill.

After that, I close my eyes and look inward, and feel the changes in myself.

Huang Ting's twenty-four body gods are just imaginary fingers, and the body gods that can be condensed are by no means just this number, and at this time, he is just condensing the prototype of the five visceral mud pills, and wants to condense the perfect Dao Ji.

There is still a long way to go.

.......

"Sure enough, as the magnetic field of that strange source weakened, these zombies were dissipating......."

Looking at the zombie that suddenly fell under the scorching sun not far away, Wang Zhixuan's eyes lit up.

The sweep of the Xiya Mountains was not very smooth, and even with strong fire support, it could not prevent some people in the team from being infected from time to time, and the casualties were quite heavy.

If it weren't for the fact that the strange magnetic field dissipated three days ago and became extremely weak, they were afraid that the casualties would be even greater.

In the computer, Ying Long's cold and waveless voice came out:

"Data analysis, without the support of the magnetic field, these zombies will not exist for more than thirty-six hours, you should retreat, the casualties of these three days are meaningless."

"Ying Long, data is not everything."

Wang Zhixuan shook his head slightly:

"There are still survivors in the Xiya Mountains, and the sooner they are cleared, their chances of survival will be greater, and they can't just think about gains and losses."

Ying Long is the top artificial intelligence of Daxuan, and his data calculation and tactical formulation are all top-notch.

It's just that artificial intelligence is just artificial intelligence and can't understand human feelings.

The military exists to protect the personal safety of the people, and cannot be measured by mere data.

Just like being able to drive a warship to evacuate overseas Chinese for the sake of several overseas Chinese, it is incomprehensible to artificial intelligence.

"Incomprehensible."

Ying Long responded coldly.

Wang Zhixuan didn't bother to argue with it, closed the computer and got up:

"Where's the green dragon?"

Not far away, Jairus, who was carrying an alloy long sword, turned around when he heard this:

"The materials applied for have been delivered, Qinglong has gone to deliver the materials for Mr. An......."

Although An Qisheng did not make a clear request, the emperor did not send hungry soldiers, and there was naturally no shortage of materials.

Daxuan is the world's largest economy, where do you care about this?

"Mr. Ann......."

Wang Zhixuan looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and her face was a little complicated.

In just one month, each other's status has changed dramatically, and a month ago, he gave him a task without just a phone call.

Now, her boss Qinglong has to send supplies to her.

What happened to him this month?

Wang Zhixuan was in a complicated mood.

Not far away, next to an armored car, Yi Feibai, who was holding a gun, was quite excited in his heart.

"It's really possible, what I take can also enter the blessed land of reincarnation with me......

Yi Feibai pinched his gun and muttered to himself.

Before he re-entered the blessed land of reincarnation, he didn't expect that the firearm in his hand also appeared at the same time.

The gun in his hand is the standard firearm of the Secret Service, and it is much more powerful than ordinary firearms.

Although the swordsman named Zhao Qiandu was powerful, he was still defeated by him under his long-range strafing.

also allowed him to get a twelve-chain knife.

But what excites him is not this knife technique, but the meaning of this matter.

This gun can be brought in, so sniper rifles, high-explosive grenades and other modern weapons can also be brought in?

.......

Whining~

The cold wind blew through the golden coffin, and a howl sounded as if it were there.

In the dim darkness of the golden coffin, a tall figure like a demon god was constantly colliding with the seal.

Endless resentment filled his heart, and the wrath of the martyrs roared wildly, frantically slamming into the seal.

A thousand years, a full thousand years, he opened the seal, but at this time, it was a failure, a failure!

What the hell is this place?

There is no heaven and earth aura, and there is not even resentment and obscurity.

What's even more hateful is that this ghost place is extremely sparsely populated.

So much so that he fell into such an embarrassing situation.

"Hate! Hate! Hate!

Ants, ants, you should die, you should die!! ”

The martyrs roared and hated.

But no matter how he rushed and roared, there was no response.

An Qisheng, who was sitting in front of the golden coffin, did not notice it at all.

"Whew!"

An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes, and saw a helicopter slowly flying in the distance in the sky.

Call~

Not long after, the helicopter slowly landed, and gusts of air blew up the snow.

The green dragon in camouflage clothes stepped off the helicopter, holding a purple wooden box in his hand.

Several special operators followed him, carrying all kinds of supplies, tents, pure water, and all kinds of clothing.

"Mr. Ann!"

Qinglong stepped over, his eyes stayed on the golden coffin for a moment, and then he looked at An Qisheng:

"This time there is Mr. Law."

"This matter has been passed by the Absolute Dust Dao Chief, so there is no need to ask me."

An Qisheng glanced at Qinglong.

Fifty-seven years old, Gang is a strong cultivator, and there are three sharp weapons hidden in his body, no firearms, and high explosives are hidden in his heart.

"Mr. Ann misunderstood."

Qinglong put down the wooden box:

"This zombie king incident has a great impact, Mr. An solved the matter, and also stationed in the guard for three months, which is equivalent to 150,000 points, these Bigu Dan are replaced according to the meaning of the Absolute Dust Dao Chief, which is enough to see the needs of the Divine Warrior for a year.

The remaining 110,000 points have been distributed to your account on the Law Enforcement Warrior Forum. ”

"150,000 points?"

An Qisheng nodded slightly.

The Special Affairs Bureau is already a rare generosity.

One point of the Law Enforcement Warrior Forum is equivalent to 10,000 large Xuan coins, which is still an official exchange, and if it is a private transaction, the value will be even higher.

150,000 points is already equivalent to 1.5 billion coins.

The Great Xuan Coin is an international currency, and its value is no worse than that of the US dollar, which dominated the world in the previous life.

Immediately, he raised his hand and grabbed it emptyly.

Airplanes~

It's like just a five-finger flick, a flick, a grab.

The wooden box more than ten meters away was shocked, swayed and swayed, and actually took off, and was caught in his hand under the gaze of the three people.

The two special combat team members behind Qinglong were horrified in their hearts, and their eyes were straight.

This hand, compared to the air in the air, the control of the crane and the dragon are much more magical.

It's a superpower.

"It's so strong."

Seeing this hand, with Qinglong's calmness, he couldn't help but be moved.

This skillful kung fu alone is already close to mythology, at least, none of the great masters he has seen can do this.

Gangjin kung fu, in the final analysis, is the use of airflow.

He had never heard of anyone who could use his qi to such an extent, and perhaps there were, and could never have been so lightly dismissed.

Although he saw that this was An Qisheng's dismount, he had to say that this hand was too clever, and the three points of temptation and inquiry in his heart suddenly faded.

Immediately, he asked the two team members to put down their supplies and saluted and said goodbye.

An Qisheng didn't care how many people stayed.

The light of his eyes fell on the golden coffin again.

This seal was even tighter than he had imagined, so much so that he could not even collect the spiritual imprints of the martyrs through this golden coffin, let alone analyze the world coordinates in it.

On the top of the golden coffin, there are a total of nine runes, and the runes outlined on them are not obvious, but the patterns can be seen faintly.

He knew that these nine talismans were the key to the seal.

"Perhaps, you can try a ....... or two"

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