(In the future, it will be more at night, and today will be so late, because I was in someone else's house all day, and I came back and encountered a rainstorm and thunder, and I wrote it now, and I haven't checked it carefully, looking for typos)

In the middle of the desert, an oasis is lush with vegetation and a small clear lake that has not dried up, which is a rare place of life in this desolate desert.

The weather is still hot here, but due to the evaporation of the lake and the transpiration of trees and flowers, the temperature in the oasis is much cooler than in the desert.

However, in such weather, even vicious sand thieves are reluctant to take advantage of the scorching sun.

Around the shores of the oasis lake, there are many houses, most of which are very ordinary and simple buildings, placed at random, without a specific discipline.

The doors and windows of the houses were mostly wide open, and from inside came the voices of noisy people, through which many people sat or stood shirtless, participated or watched, ate meat and drank wine in their rooms, and gathered to gamble.

In the room, some people kept shouting that this ghost weather was really hot, but these people knew that it was even hotter when so many people gathered in one room, so they still ate meat, drank wine, and gambled here.

In the house complex, there are also thirteen mansions that are not luxurious and luxurious, but they are by no means ordinary, placed in a specific order and direction.

The twelve mansions are located at twelve points, and the distance between the two adjacent points is equal, and from above, it is exactly a regular dodecagonal shape, and in the center of the twelve corners, stands a larger, more luxurious mansion.

The mansion was much cooler than the other houses, and even if you hadn't entered it yet, just as you got closer, there was already a cool air coming out of the courtyard.

It seems that inside the house and outside the house, there are two completely different worlds.

If there are monks here, they will see that in the courtyard, there is a faint aura gathering from all around, and the concentration of aura in the twelve mansions is similar, and in the middle of the mansion, the concentration of aura is much higher than the others.

No wonder these thirteen mansions are so cool, they were inhabited by monks!

Each house was very large, but there were not many people here, the houses were clean and tidy, and the hall in the middle of the house was closed, and there was a monk in it who was contemplating and meditating.

Suddenly, the monk in the courtyard opened his eyes, and the dim hall was illuminated by his vision.

It was a monk with the head of an eagle, his eyes as sharp as a falcon, and his face was full of anger.

"Bang"

In an instant, the closed door of the hall opened, and he rushed out like a gust of wind, shooting straight into the sky.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

In the air, there was a scream, and the black dots changed from small to large, flying down from a distance towards the buildings.

A curtain of light was raised, but the thirteen Dao Ji realm monks couldn't stop these cannons at all, not because they really couldn't block a few shells, but because these cannonballs were not attacking a point, they were covering the bombardment, and with their ability, they were not enough to shelter all the buildings.

The Daoji monks could feel the cannonballs flying, but the range of perception was not far, and only the monk at the peak of the Daoji was the first to detect a sneak attack.

However, it was still too late, more than 100 cannons were bombarded at the same time, and some vigilant sand thieves in the house felt the danger, and vaguely heard the sound of shells breaking through the air.

There were even some sand thieves who were not alert, and were still drinking and eating meat and gambling, and the shells smashed through the houses, blowing many people into flesh and blood in the ruins.

A unit of several hundred men, under the cover of artillery and machine gun fire, attacked the sand thieves' lair, they were a tentative force, and it was very likely that they would actually die in battle.

The sand thieves were taken by surprise, and the number of casualties reached 40% of the total number of sand thieves in a short period of time, and more than 1,000 sand thieves were directly killed.

The remaining sand thieves had already reacted and realized that this was an enemy attack, and under the organization of the thirteen leaders, armed with broadswords, spears, mallets, and clubs, they rushed towards the unit that appeared.

"Kill!"

"Rush!"

Despite their heroic behavior, these sand thieves were not monks, but mortals who were physically strong and had practiced a few ordinary martial arts.

"Dadada"

"Boom, boom"

Machine guns were fired, and modified small mortars were fired in front of improvised positions.

After more than ten years of development, the scientific and technological progress of the desolate slave clan is not too fast, with the BUG-like teaching of the white night, in the early stage of scientific and technological development, there is no such thing as a detour.

Hot weapons against cold weapons, Bai Ye had seen it a long time ago, and even in this world, it was not the first time he had seen it.

It's just that the last time he saw it was a sci-fi kingdom and a monk dynasty fighting in the Star Sea.

On one side of the battlefield is starships rampant in the sky, and each cannonball is enough to sink the earth and destroy the planet.

On the other hand, when compared, it looks shabby and simple, like an unclothed savage wielding a club, provoking the gentlemen of the civilized world.

The battle between the two sides is as absurd as a medieval knight with a knight's broadsword staring at a tank in World War II.

However, it looks ridiculous, but the war is subversive, a spatula light tears the sky, cuts the starship, stirs the galaxy with a stick, and smashes a planet.

The war in this world is completely difficult to observe and judge only by the image of the hot and cold weapons of both sides.

Moreover, the power of the monk is far greater than that of technology

Shells and machine guns tore through the bodies of the rushing sand pirates, shattering their flesh and limbs all over the ground, and the ruins were stained red with red blood.

At this time, seeing that there were too many casualties, those monks couldn't help it and took action.

The light of the magic weapon rises on the battlefield, and it is difficult to hide even the smoke of war, sand and dust.

"Here we go!"

Seeing the strange light on, several officers observed the scene with binoculars in different directions.

They had to judge the strength of the Daoji peak cultivator and obtain more information in order to make an accurate judgment.

Bai Ye had told them about the monks of various realms, but there was a gap between the actual and oral descriptions.

Moreover, knowledge is dead, but man is alive!

"Boom"

The troops who had been sent to test also knew that at the critical moment, a denser stream of shells and bullets poured down like money.

I saw that the cannonballs were like a forest, and the bullets were like rain, and the twelve regiments of brilliance shuttled between the bullets and bullets, and I didn't see the leader of the sand thieves at the peak of the foundation make a move.

"This won't work!"

The officers' expressions were serious, and the twelve regiments in the telescope continued to advance, and as long as it was not long before they broke through the blockade of the guns and bullets, they would be in direct contact, and they would not be able to obtain the information of the peak monk of that Daoji.

"Kill them, concentrate fire support, and hit these twelve monks first."

The officers quickly gave the order, and the sound of breaking the sky was heard in the three directions, and shells and bullets rushed out of the twelve monks to bombard.

"Boom, boom"

The artillery fire continued, and the officers saw that the brilliance of the twelve regiments of magic weapons had dimmed, and they retreated, and it seemed that the twelve monks had been attacked.

"Not good!"

Suddenly, the sky darkened, and a troop of more than a thousand desolate slaves was hiding here.

There was a scream from within the birds, and arrow feathers covering several kilometers fell from the sky, piercing the bodies of more than a thousand desolate slave soldiers in an instant.

Each corpse was shot out of many blood holes, and it was killed in an instant!

It is hard to imagine that the tentative troops were not killed first, but the troops that provided support were slaughtered first.

"It's too strong, is this the peak of Daoji? It is no longer at the same level as the Daoji monk I met before. ”

There is a desert slave officer's face is ugly, he is not afraid, but worried, a Daoji monk who has not achieved Jindan is so strong, what about the back?

"I just received the news that the three teams have been eliminated, but the monk has also revealed his location. The brigade commander ordered, on his next attack, to attack. We only have one chance, and if we can't kill him, we'll all die, or even annihilate! ”

All the soldiers of the elite detachment that was specially left to kill the strongest monks looked serious, the gunner calculated and measured the yuan, and the special sniper gunner adjusted the state.

Sure enough, the remaining slave troops were not afraid of the annihilation of all their own men, and the artillery fire roared again after a pause of a few seconds.

Another black cloud covered one side, about to shoot arrows and feathers to kill the slave soldiers hiding in the oasis.

"It's now, fire, attack!"

"Boom"

"Po"

Unlike ordinary slave soldiers, this elite detachment is undoubtedly elite, and the weapons they have at their disposal are also weapons that have only recently been produced and tested.

The special sniper rifle shoots bullets with the nature of breaking the spirit, and the shells are more lethal, and they have the effect of absorbing aura.

"Ahh

"Poof!"

A scream came from the smoke of gunpowder, and the soldiers of this elite detachment didn't know what was going on inside for a while, whether they had hit the monk at the peak of the Dao Foundation.

"Damn desolate slaves, damn animals, destroy my Daoji, cut off my future, I will kill you all."

The eagle-headed monk clutched a blood hole in his chest, blood and water kept flowing from the blood hole, and he forcibly operated the true yuan, forcing the soul-breaking bullet out alive.

His eyes flashed a hint of red, the black bird feathers on the eagle's face were upside down, and his midbelly was also shot, and the bullet was so dead that it grazed a phantom-like golden pill in his midbelly.

The eagle's beak opened and he sucked in, and the twelve equally injured monks and the remaining sand thieves were sucked into his mouth.

"Chief, what are you going to do?"

"Big brother, you are ......"

"Spare your life, Grand Chief."

"Please, let me go, let me go."

begging for mercy and scolding one after another, the slave troops did not know what was going on inside the smoke and dust.

"I wanted to condense the perfect golden pill, but now, I have to achieve the golden pill first, I want to die, but you all have to die!"

The eagle-headed monk flew into the sky with a cold laugh, and his body turned into a black eagle tens of meters (tens of meters of heaven and earth, according to the unit of the earth, thousands of meters), and the cold eagle's beak was wide open, so that all the desert slave soldiers could see that he had eaten all the monks and sand thieves.

A touch of black light swept on the black feathers, and the wind swept through the oasis, as if black ripples rippled the mortal dust, and the terrifying aura rolled away in the desert.

Jin Dan is really different from Daoji!

In Blue Lotus, there is a world of difference between below the Heavenly Realm and the Heavenly Realm, and there is a gap that cannot be crossed.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder gathered in the clouds, and the aura was extracted from all directions.

Achievement Jindan, monk carp into dragon, there will be a catastrophe.

Sen Leng's eagle eyes looked down on the earth, he knew that his chances of surviving the thunderstorm were too low, but he wanted to kill all these desolate slaves.

In the vast Western Desert, although the aura is thin in most areas, there are also several immortal mountain blessed lands with strong aura, and several divine senses spanning tens of thousands of miles are about to land.

But at this time, a vague figure appeared in the consciousness, and before he could see the appearance of the figure, a voice that didn't know whether it was a man or a woman sounded, "Go back, it's not time for you to appear!" ”

The figure waved his hand indifferently, several divine senses were all defeated, and a few muffled snorts came from several caves, all of them were like amnesia, and they couldn't remember what they were going to do? And by whom?

The black eagle's body was expanding, growing to nearly 100 meters, its wings were like two clouds falling from the sky, with the thunderclouds above him, and the howling black wind, it was quite a sense of the end of the world.

"Hit, fire and attack!"

The officers of the deserted slaves only stayed for a moment, and quickly reacted, directing the soldiers to attack without fear of death.

"Dangdang, Bang Bang"

Cannonballs and bullets hit Black Hawk, but they can't damage it in the slightest, even if it's a soul-breaking bullet, it can't penetrate it again.

There was no despair, no giving up, knowing that it was invincible, and still attacking stubbornly.

"It is said that even if you lowly bed bugs die in body, your soul will not die. I'm going to try it, is it really that indelible? ”

Black Hawk sneered, a pair of wings flapped, and his mouth spat out black swirl ripples, heading towards the desolate slave troops on the ground.

"This time, it's far beyond your strength."

The earth cracked, and a hand reached out from the ground, and without warning, it caged upward, and grabbed the black eagle, making it smaller and smaller, and imprisoned it in his hand.

The cloud seemed to be dissatisfied with the big hand snatching its prey, and the sky was full of thunder, sweeping down towards the big hand.

The big hand with the black eagle was just a beat, and this space seemed to be suddenly cut off, and a stream of information hedged over, and the cloud disappeared here little by little.

The three-story cloud tower-like world, the highest third layer, the nameless unknown, a huge and beautiful world unfolds, pavilions and pavilions, like the heavenly court in ancient mythology.

A huge thunderbolt mountain range, with countless thunder pools floating and floating, suddenly, one thunder pool rioted, and then quickly subsided. (To be continued.) )