Chapter Forty-Eight: Who Is He?
As night fell, the city was in shambles, with countless houses collapsing and then turning into clouds.
This city is fake, just a phantom cast by the cloud sea Kunpeng, which resets every once in a while.
Lu Haochu leaned against the wall, and a protective circle was set up around him, and hundreds of people rested here. And he was also not badly injured, his right hand was bandaged, and a deep wound was cut on his face.
Not far away, a tank has long been scrapped.
A Pei Ding beside Lu Haochu complained: "I throw a few tanks up every year, and I don't see much effect, so it's better to send more magic weapons." ”
Tanks, the king of land battles, were scrapped in the battlefield of Cloud City in almost an hour. The enemy does not need a frontal tough tank, he only needs to cut off the tracks, and the tank will become a target.
The tank can seriously injure the monks of the Jindan period with one shot, or even kill them on the spot, but the same opponent can also destroy the tank in an instant by many means.
Lu Haochu said: "Magic weapons are much more expensive than tanks. As soon as the tank production line is opened, dozens or hundreds of vehicles can be pulled out in a short time. But magic weapons need refiners, containing spiritual materials, aura, these things are very precious. ”
Turning his head to look at the wreckage of the scrapped tank.
"But the waste is really the waste, I don't know if the Year of the Monkey can research the rumored weapon against the monk."
Many modern weapons are not suitable for fighting against monks, and some experts have long proposed the development of new types of weapons, but until now there has been no sound.
Lu Haochu was not very hopeful about this, not because he was overly superstitious about supernatural power or looked down on science and technology. It's just that the positioning of the two sides is different, and their respective development directions are also different.
Any weapon has its goal, and many of the monks' methods are aimed at their peers, and they have been studying for tens of thousands of years, but the development of science and technology has only been a few years.
Pei Ding suddenly said: "Senior brother, there are still two hours before the secret realm is opened, you can be careful later." ”
"What? Do you know how to respect the old today? Lu Haochu glanced at him, the two just had incompatible personalities, and they didn't have a grudge.
Pei Ding said: "This year's Yunguo is extraordinary, and for some reason, those demons came in earlier than us. As a result, the interception force in previous years could not play any role at all, and the devil was one who did not stop it. ”
In previous years, all parts of Shenzhou would try their best to intercept non-Shenzhou forces landing on Yundao, and several planes of other forces would be shot down every year.
"Can you move it at the town level?" Lu Haochu asked, and the answer he got was no.
"No, you know, at this time, those rats pop up all over the place."
"......" Lu Hao lit a cigarette at the beginning and closed his eyes to recuperate.
A beam of light fell in the sky, and countless people immediately cast their eyes, which were greed, fear, longing, and countless thoughts.
The secret realm of Yunguo has opened.
Lu Haochu struggled to get up and followed the large army in the direction of the pillar of light. Although his hand was broken, it did not affect him from casting spells.
The battles along the road became more intense, the sky was bright and dark, and countless Dao methods continued to explode with brilliant light.
Dozens of monks from various government offices formed various formations, and with their abundant spiritual energy supplies, they could compete with the devil. It was as if they had gone back hundreds of years, forming a tight military formation, advancing towards the pillar of light step by step.
The surrounding demons didn't pay much attention to them, but turned into streamers, directly entered the pillar of light, and disappeared.
Passing through the pillar of light, the scene changed abruptly, and they came to a vast plain, where a giant tree hundreds of meters high and like a small building stood in the center, and white fruits hung on it.
There was a deadly cloud around him, which made everyone dare not step forward.
Groups of monks from all over the country, unknown demons, hundreds of people gathered around the giant tree, staring at the fruits.
Suddenly, one of the fruits fell to the ground, turned into a streamer and flew out of the clouds, and the direction happened to be next to Lu Haochu's group.
The building near the water got the moon first, Pei Ding jumped high and took the fruit into his arms.
Rumble!
With a deafening sound, a huge flame engulfed Pei Ding. Lu Haochu threw out all the hole cards on his body, and several talismans that he had worked so hard to turn into ashes, so that he could save Pei Ding.
"Senior brother, the mission is ...... completed"
Pei Ding was already highly burned at this time, and his originally handsome face was blurred with flesh and blood. The magic weapons on his body had all been shattered, his clothes and skin had melted together, and even so, his hands were still protecting the milky white cloud fruit.
"All retreat! Reinforcements were called, and the third group obtained the cloud fruit, which needed to be coordinated for defense. ”
Lu Haochu's group retreated, and the nearest monk group rushed in, entering the magic circle to build a tighter defense. Some of the teams that are not in a good position are no longer fighting, but turn their heads to protect the existing cloud fruits.
At this moment, another cloud fruit flew out, causing the enemy who was originally attacking them to divert their gaze.
Lu Haochu was on the edge of the secret realm, looking at this crazy battlefield.
Someone was extremely lucky and picked up a cloud fruit, and the next second he was crushed into powder by various Dao methods that fell from the sky.
There are also people who are strong, holding Yunguo with more than one enemy, so that the people around them are jealous.
However, more people couldn't hold on to Yunguo after getting it, so they either killed their souls on the spot and fled, or let go of Yunguo and waited for the opportunity.
Death is sparse and common, and backstabbing is common.
He Yu, the ghost-faced girl, and the old demon of the thousand corpses watched from the edge, even if there was a cloud fruit passing over their heads, they didn't move.
"The heavenly fruit given by the immortals was originally intended to inspire those with aspirations, but I didn't expect it to fall to such a point."
Hearing He Yu's words, the ghost-faced girl couldn't help but laugh: "The immortal in your mouth is really kind, how can such a treasure be handed over to others, there may be some ulterior secrets." You also saw that cloud fruit just now, and it can almost make us fall. ”
"Old woman, speak carefully." He Yu's face was murderous, and the phantom of the demon Peng on his body loomed.
"I'm still angry." The ghost-faced girl took two steps back, she had just been injured not long ago, and there was a high probability that she wouldn't be able to beat this little hairy head.
"I'll stop talking."
"Humph!"
The Thousand Corpse Old Demon stared at the tree in the center, and the greed in his eyes couldn't be controlled at all.
"This tree...... I'm afraid it's the spiritual root of heaven and earth...... Born by the luck of heaven and earth, last time it was a ginseng fruit tree. This is the chance that Our Lady said, and it is really a great chance! ”
The ghost-faced girl immediately said: "Qianye, if you don't take it, the little one will definitely help, just want to drink a mouthful of soup." ”
"I can't take it, I can't afford such treasures." The Thousand Corpses Old Demon shook his head, "This world has just opened, and there are too many treasures, only one of them." The spiritual root of heaven and earth in front of me belongs to the Kunpeng Great Sage. ”
The baby that can grow Yunguo has not been shot until now, not because everyone talks about martial arts, but because Yunhai Kunpeng is too strong. I am afraid that there are only a few people in the world who can compete with it.
The Sword Immortal may be able to, but unfortunately the other party has the Heavenly Sword, so he will not ask for anything else, let alone risk a conflict with Yunhai Kunpeng.
The third cloud fruit flew out, He Yu moved, turned into a demon peng, wrapped the cloud fruit and ran.
"Fellow Daoists, this Yunguo He smiled and accepted it."
"He Fangxiaoxiao, this thing is what you can take!"
A person followed He Yu, and the long river of sword qi enveloped him, and the two fought together, and then someone joined in to flank He Yu.
"Little hairy, I'm here to help you!"
The Ghostface Girl also joins the fray.
The fourth cloud fruit flew out, and the Thousand Corpse Old Demon also moved, he was strong enough to take the lead with his profound Taoism, but he also fell into a chaotic battle.
"It's crazy......." Lu Haochu clenched his fists, and he couldn't suppress his fear.
Suddenly, he saw the edge of the secret realm, and a figure appeared silently, walking past their group.
Because it was too sudden, all the team members, including Lu Haochu, were stunned, and they didn't confirm who came for a while, and they couldn't confirm it.
Who is he? Obviously the secret realm has been closed, how did he get in?
Lu Haochu's eyes widened, and he finally saw the man's back clearly.
The male, less than 1.8 meters tall, is emaciated, wearing a washed and faded T-shirt and jeans, some mud on his feet, and the red plastic bag he is carrying in his hand is very conspicuous.
He walked through the battlefield like this, ignoring the corpses on the ground, ignoring the deadly Dao method above his head, and ignoring the cloud fruit tree that everyone walked towards in the center step by step.
The pace is like a car, and it is like a dragon playing in the water.