133: Spell Collision Technology

The remaining four people were selected, including the village chief.

Li Dazhu almost jumped up with excitement, he shared with the villagers, "I was chosen, I was finally chosen, I was finally chosen, I am going to Mount Kinabalu." ”

A wave of envious glances cast at him from all around.

Among them was a child of a few years old, whose family was crying and laughing while holding the child.

Explain to the child seriously, "Although we won't see each other in the future, we are still very happy that you can go to Shenshan to be a child, you must be good." ”

Shen Fuwei looked at the scene in front of him and licked his back molars irritably.

After Li Dazhu was excited, he noticed Mo Zhuyue and his party, and he was overjoyed, "You outsiders are so lucky, they were all selected, it's really enviable, according to the rules, Shenshan will send a magic car to pick us up tomorrow, you guys are ready!" ”

Congratulations rang out all around.

"Congratulations, congratulations, these outsiders have bad brains, I didn't expect such good luck."

"This is the blessing of stupid people, it's really enviable."

"How do these people look unhappy, maybe they don't know how lucky they are to be chosen."

Hearing these voices, Shen Fuwei's face became even more ugly.

He chatted in a group chat, "Did you find it, the four people who were selected have one thing in common." ”

They looked at the four people who were overjoyed, adults and children, men and women.

Wan Zhiyuan: "Their mental power is the highest among this group. ”

Thinking of Liu Youcai being drained of mental power and dying, everything seems to have an explanation.

Tong Li: "What next?" Directly smashed his bullshit mountain. ”

The empire has restrictions on the possession of weapons by citizens, and they have weapons in their hands, but they should not be too powerful and can be leveraged.

However, it cannot be ruled out that they smuggle arms from the black market, and it is better to be cautious.

Mo Zhuyue: "I need foreign help. ”

They blocked the technology, but they couldn't block the monks.

That evening, the crowd dispersed and the surroundings fell silent.

Mo Zhuyue locked on to He Beibei and sent out a communication charm, as well as a tracking array.

As long as this place is still interstellar, He Beibei can trace it here through the traces of her spiritual power.

With the foreign aid of the Super Affairs Bureau, things will be much easier.

Early the next morning, before dawn, the excited Li Dazhu told them to get up, so that they could quickly prepare and wait for the divine car to pick them up.

Tong Li held his little head that didn't wake up, yawning and staggering, "It's still early, I'll sleep for a while." ”

Li Dazhu hated that iron could not become steel, and pulled Tong Li up again, "You kid, do you know that you have to face a major event that may change your life next, why are you so unconcerned?" The little boy who is younger than you is waiting outside early. ”

Tong Li slid out of Li Dazhu's hand like a loach and fell on the bed, "It's really a life-changing event, whether you can live or not is a question, let's sleep a little longer." ”

Li Dazhu muttered, "How can you talk like this kid?" We are going to the sacred mountain, saying that we will not die. ”

Si Bei sat up from the bed with a wit, "Yes, yes, yes, I'm going to the Sacred Mountain today, and I still want to see what the Sacred Mountain is like." ”

Tong Li: ......

"Idiot, it's the first time I've seen you so active in death."

He continued to sleep with his head covered.

They didn't get up until dawn, walked out of the door, and looked at the magic car hovering in the air, picking them up.

God's special chariot.

"Isn't this a large flying machine?" Tong Li was speechless.

Li Dazhu took them and stepped on the flying machine solemnly.

The virtual screen, the hovering seats, and even the light bulbs on on them can make them feel new.

What Mo Zhuyue noticed was the thousands of people in the cabin looking around.

It wasn't just ten of them that were chosen, or dozens, but thousands, thousands of people who were picked up from other places.

"Plans have changed!" Shen Fuwei transmitted the sound.

Their original plan was to follow Li Dazhu and them to sneak in and act at the opportune opportunity.

If there are a few or dozens of people, they can still protect it, but now these thousands of people, once they enter the lair, they may not be able to protect everyone.

Mo Zhuyue groaned, "It's not okay to lurk, then be tough, and when you arrive at the lair later, Song Nancheng, Wan Zhiyuan, the two of you are responsible for snatching control of the aircraft, and take these people to turn around and leave, Fuwei and Tong Li, and the three of us will go to lift their lair." ”

"Okay."

Several people responded, with a little more determination on their faces.

Si Bei, who was outside the group chat, watched their expressions change and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?" Why do you act like you're going to die? ”

Tong Li glanced at him and sighed, "Actually, it's good to be a fool, I really envy you, I don't have any troubles." ”

Sibei: ......

The so-called sacred mountain is an extremely high mountain, and the top of the mountain reaches into the sky.

Halfway up the mountain, large and small openings are made, which are supposed to lead to the interior of the mountain.

The passengers looked out their windows at the towering mountains and were excited.

"Is this the sacred mountain? It's so majestic, what do you think we're going to do when we enter the mountain? ”

"There must be another space in the sacred mountain, and it must be a paradise there."

"Yes, yes, there are a lot of fun things that we haven't seen before."

“……”

As they longed for the future, a man's voice rang out in the aircraft.

He hated that iron could not become steel, and gritted his teeth, "Don't daydream about you, the only thing waiting for you in the mountains is death." ”

Immediately, the aircraft made a sharp U-turn and quickly returned to home.

The three of Mo Zhuyue's master and apprentice jumped out of the aircraft and hung in mid-air.

Li Dazhu didn't react to what the situation was, but only saw three people hovering in the air.

He shouted, "Look, there really are immortals in the sacred mountain...... Alas, how can this fairy look familiar? ”

", it's a god, it's really a god, it's just why we're turning around, aren't we going to the mountain?"

"Aren't the three people in the air those outsiders? It turns out that they are the gods of the sacred mountain. ”

"I'm going to the sacred mountain, I'm going to be a god."

“……”

Song Nancheng in the cockpit was controlling the aircraft and taking them to escape frantically, and these people were still shouting to go back, and they were too angry to bother with them.

The aircraft was hijacked, and the people inside the mountain soon discovered the anomaly.

The escort team came out of Mount Kinabalu in a small flying machine and saw three people standing in the air.

The young man stepped on the Xuantie sword, his clothes fluttering, and the young child stood on top of the black thunder light, exuding an aura that was cold and amazing.

The leader is a girl, there is nothing under her feet, fluttering on the air, her aura is indifferent, but it feels very dangerous.

She pursed her lips, "The collision of magic and technology, I've wanted to try it for a long time, but today I want to see which technology is better or worse than the gods." ”

(End of chapter)