40,000 Years of Cultivation

Li Jialing's heart instantly changed from extremely hot to extremely calm.

There are circles of spiral golden light slowly lingering in the eyes, and finally they all condense into two shining stars, accompanied by the rhythm of breathing and heartbeat, one bright and one extinguished.

In the sight, the executioner wearing a metal mask, the thick snake-like veins on his arms are already bulging, obviously exerting force.

Under the butcher knife, Xu Zhicheng closed his eyes, exhaled his last breath in relief, and calmly faced the hopeless and miraculous fate.

Li Jialing pulled the trigger.

He adjusted the trigger extremely sensitively. It was not so much a buckle, but a light touch. The offensive rune in the barrel of the gun was immediately excited to its limit, and a small magnetic field suddenly expanded dozens of times. , Pushed out the bursting warhead mixed with infinite anger!

Fingers thicker and longer than his, almost like a small cannonball-like sniper bullet that swallowed several kilometers in an instant, without making any sound, like a ripple of lightning.

This sniper bullet was refined by Li Yao himself. It not only possesses the characteristics of anti-shield, anti-material and anti-spiritual magnetic field interference, but also contains certain invisibility and anti-metal detection magical powers, until it invades the big iron factory and temporarily erected it. The defensive formation was only felt by the cultivator.

It's too late!

"call out!"

The sniper bullet spouted a dazzling flame from the back, and the speed suddenly doubled, turning into a flashing streamer, hitting the executioner who held up the butcher knife!

The immortal cultivators responsible for guarding the law grounds and suppressing the workers are mostly Li Minghui's subordinates. They are just a mob. The elites brought by Yue Wushuang are too lazy to take care of these "pigs and dogs" and "ants".

Therefore, when the sniper bullet jumped out of the void, showing the most hideous appearance, no one could stop its roar.

"boom!"

It was too late for the executioner to dodge. He was hit by a bullet directly in the chest. In front of the sniper bullet carefully refined by Li Yao with ultra-high purity crystal marrow, the hastily condensed psychic shield was no different from a piece of paper. As a result of the loud noise, the executioner's entire upper body was completely blasted, and blood plasma and minced meat bloomed in the center of the field like a goddess flower, spraying all the tortured and onlookers all over their faces.

"This-"

Everyone was dumbfounded, looking at the lower half of the executioner inconceivably, and twitching headlessly for a long time before they "clicked" and fell to the ground.

Xu Zhicheng was the first to jump up, the relief and despair on his face were swept away, and an unprecedented flame burst into his eyes.

"Enemy attack!"

Li Minghui's men had just experienced a brutal **** battle just over half a month ago. They were frightened by Li Yao, Long Yangjun and Li Jialing's joint killing. At this moment, there were still some rumblings, and they screamed hoarsely.

"Shoo! Shoo!"

When Li Jialing fired the first bullet, he didn’t plan to stop. When the bullet was still flying in mid-air, he fired on all the other locked targets and fired all the 19 bullets in the magazine in one go. .

He has been aiming for a long time and has already locked all shooting parameters, and he has chosen almost all sentries, fixed firepower points, and spar chariots that are not easy to move. Naturally, they will hit a lot of shots.

The immortal cultivator hadn’t reacted from the executioner’s horrible death, he was bombarded one after another with his torso, his head off, and at least one arm was blasted off—the sniper bullet refined by Li Yao, not just any alloy armor or spirit. The shield can resist, even the spar chariot with reactive armor can blast out a small hole with the thickness of the tail finger, and then the extremely high temperature metal beam bursts radially inside the chariot, catching turtles in the urn, and fleeing. There was no place to escape, all the immortal cultivators in the chariot were shot to pieces, riddled with holes, and turned into mud!

Suddenly, Li Minghui's immortal cultivator was beaten up and down, scrambled with his head, and was suppressed by a sniper rifle.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

Yue Wushuang brings the elite of the Yulin Army and the Hunter Witch, but they are not comparable to these rabble. Even if the realm is similar, the level of training, battlefield experience and even the trust in the comrades are far superior to the latter, almost in the third sniper bullet. As soon as they flew out of their guns, many Yulin Army and Huntresses locked Li Jialing's sniper position. A large number of Vulcan cannons and crystal magnetic cannons shot out hundreds of fire snakes, which completely flooded Li Jialing and Li Jialing like a pouring rain. The rock wall where Long Yangjun is located.

In terms of fire coverage capability, no matter how advanced a sniper rifle is, it cannot be compared with a hundred Vulcan guns and sniper guns.

The abandoned mine where the two sneak attackers hid was quickly shot into a battered, crunchy hornet's nest, and finally collapsed completely with a "bang".

There were also dozens of elites of the Imperial Forest Army and the masters of the Heavenly Demon Trial Court, rushing over to the location of the abandoned mine in the first place, blocking every suspicious mine entrance and exit in the surrounding area.

Fortunately, when Li Jialing shot all the sniper bullets in one breath, he was picked up by Long Yangjun and hid in the deepest part of the mine.

The mines around the big iron factory are intricately intertwined and extend in all directions. Unless an old native like Xu Zhicheng, no one can tell the specific road map.

When Long Yangjun was arranging the evacuation of Worry-Free Christians a few days ago, he had already worked with Xu Zhicheng and other old natives to figure out the surrounding mines and tunnels. When the opponent pounced towards their first sniper position, they Has moved to a second place several kilometers away.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A large number of spar bombs were naturally buried in the first sniper position, and the heat and shock waves that were set off engulfed several imperial forest soldiers and hunting witches who could not dodge in it—whether Long Yangjun or Li Jialing stayed with Li Yao for so long, This "bad problem" is naturally affected. No matter where you go, if you don't put a few spar bombs into the horns, your hands will be itchy.

The two had been lying in ambush outside the big iron factory for two full hours. Before the first sniper bullet was fired, they had made careful arrangements in the surrounding mines.

At this moment, Long Yangjun’s spiritual thoughts agitated, activating the magic weapon preset in the surrounding mines, and immediately a large number of smoke bombs with set coordinates slammed into the big iron factory like hail, only to hear the "chichichichi" noise. The big iron factory was suddenly filled with smoke and turned into a chaotic world where you can't see your fingers.

"Remember, your task is to cause destruction!"

Jun Long Yang grabbed Li Jialing's ears and left him with a large number of heavy offensive magic weapons. "Try to attract the attention of the immortal cultivator as much as possible, and give me a chance to kill Yue Wushuang! Only by killing Yue Wushuang can I get a percentage. One of the possibilities is to rescue ourselves and the people here. Don’t be stupid, don’t be a benevolent woman, or no one can save it!"

"understand!"

Li Jialing let out a low roar, every tuft of golden hair on his body was erected with swords and swords, it really looked like a golden knife with a handle that was raised up high, and between the golden knives there was still a "cracking" electric light, which added a little more. Mighty aura-the experience of the past half a month has made this originally gifted teenager regain the growth again. The power of the Emperor Flame Orb was completely digested and absorbed by him, making him gradually become a boy. A real man.

"Even if Brother Yao is not here, I will continue to fight!"

Li Jialing silently said to himself in his heart, biting his lip, and activating the three-stage deformed crystal armor that Li Yao had refined for him, carrying a heavy offensive magic weapon that was stronger than the crystal armor, and heading towards the place where the imperial forest army and the hunting witch had the most fierce firepower. Rush away.

Meeting on a narrow road, the brave wins, and the **** fate has given him so many things that he will never let him die in such a place.

He is Li Jialing, and his legend has just begun!

Listening to the roar of Li Jialing from the depths of the gunpowder, the roar of bullets, the splashing of fragments, the distortion of crystal armor and the screams of enemies, Long Yangjun also adjusted the crystal armor to stealth mode, disappearing into the abandoned mine like a ghost. The deepest part of the hole.

She twisted and twisted between the abandoned mines, and quickly found a small door covered by floating soil.

Uncovering the rough plank, inside is a secretly dug intestine path.

Through this secret tunnel, you can directly reach the inside of the big iron factory.

This secret tunnel was originally excavated by the workers for "smuggling". Every day in and out of work in the large iron factory, strict inspections are required to ensure that the workers cannot take the materials out of the factory.

However, the life of the workers is very difficult. When they are unable to make ends meet, they smuggle some scraps and leftovers and sell them to merchants in exchange for the agricultural products brought by the merchants from the depths of the ground. This can be regarded as an adjustment to the poor life. .

There are a lot of such secret tunnels in each factory area of ​​the big iron factory. Generally speaking, as long as the production tasks can be completed, the cultivators don’t bother to take care of these trivial things, and even deliberately indulge the workers to do so, which can be regarded as a kind of maintenance. A stable "reducing valve".

Xu Zhicheng, the great guardian of Wuyoujiao and a decades-long veteran miner, naturally knows most of the secret tunnels.

When Long Yangjun poked his head from the exit of this secret tunnel, he was less than one kilometer away from the command office where Yue Wushuang was sitting.

At this moment, the smoke in the big iron factory was at its strongest.

The workers had long been in a mess. Some people ran around like headless flies, but more people dared to rush to the depths of the smoke to rescue Xu Zhicheng and others. The shackles rang and rattled, making people panic. .

Li Minghui’s doglegs are also a little at a loss-although they have not received any new attacks except for the first round of sniping, but this has added to their psychological pressure, as if a new death will appear at any time in the black smoke. Reap the little lives they should have lost more than half a month ago.

Long Yangjun could indeed kill all Li Minghui's men in half a minute.

But she didn't do this, but like a weightless ghost, drifting towards Yue Wushuang's office, catching the thief first and the king!