Great Dao Ji

The difficulty of killing and destroying is different.

Like Tong Zhengyang, it explodes at full speed and can break the sound barrier. Even a nuclear bomb attack is highly likely to be avoided by it.

This zombie king has not yet recovered, but its magnetic field has affected the entire Xiya Mountains. Tens of thousands of people have their minds twisted and turned into zombies. If he recovers completely, he will have no problem escaping to the ground, let alone flying to the sky. He may even be able to evade nuclear bombs that wipe out the ground.

But at this time, it was suppressed in the golden coffin, and it was very difficult to destroy it.

With Daxuan's level of technology, it is possible to throw it out of outer space, or even be more ruthless and throw it directly into the orbit of the sun so that it can be captured by the sun.

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

Then, there is no need to consider other methods.

"This golden coffin cannot be destroyed easily."

An Qisheng touched the golden coffin lightly, his hands felt cold, and the coldness penetrated into his bones.

The material of this golden coffin is special, so it won't be too troublesome to destroy. However, the Zombie King Zhushang inside is not so easy to destroy.

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

It would be fine if they could be completely destroyed. But if the golden coffin and talismans were destroyed and they were able to get out of trouble first, the problem would be huge.

"We can only temporarily block it and send people to guard it until there is a proper way to dispose of the golden coffin."

Taoist Juechen glanced at the talisman on it and guessed An Qisheng's concerns.

I don’t know what material this talisman is made of. If it is accidentally damaged, it will be in big trouble.

"No need to send anyone."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly:

"For now, I'll be staying here."

Before Zhu Shang's spiritual imprints were collected and the world coordinates were found, he would not leave the golden coffin.

This zombie king has no possibility of escape. To him, it is a treasure.

"You want to stay here?"

Taoist Juechen frowned, thinking that An Qisheng was afraid that people from the Special Affairs Bureau would randomly test him and release the zombie king instead.

He nodded in agreement: "It's not easy to garrison a large number of troops here, but with you guarding it, everything is safe."

Daxuan is the two poles of the world, and it has the potential to dominate the world. It is impossible for many nearby countries to be wary of it. If they station troops in Mu Feng, it will be a big problem.

Even the Special Affairs Bureau itself has hidden dangers.

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

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

"The rest of the aftermath and explanations will be left to the Taoist Priest!"

His existence may have put him on the Special Affairs Bureau's focus list as early as when he defeated Mu Longcheng. If it weren't for this Zombie King, someone might have already come to talk to him.

Looking at the ancient times, the warriors who saw the gods were the same existences as gods and Buddhas on land. Even now, they are quite a threat to some people.

In the past hundreds of years, Xuanxing has seen precedents of confrontation between divine warriors and the government.

Of course, the Grand Master Jian Shen is also a mortal body, so it is impossible to fight against the army. However, the threat of assassinating a warrior Jian Shen would be too great.

For example, when Mu Longcheng moved overseas, he had his head shaved by some important figures in overseas countries.

Naturally, his presence will be noticed by people.

The reason why he showed off his power wantonly in front of Taoist Juechen was to avoid certain things.

Taoist Juechen naturally understands this truth.

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

"Don't worry, little friend An, there won't be any blind people bothering you. In Daxuan, the old masters still have some respect!"

Taoist Juechen naturally has this confidence.

He joined the army when he was young and became a monk in his middle age. Over the decades, he has made friends with high-ranking officials, wealthy people, and elites from various industries. He doesn't have many disciples, but they all hold important positions. Captains of special forces like Yaizhen are all his. disciple.

He has connections and prestige, so his words will naturally carry weight.

An Qisheng's kung fu was even higher at this time, and it was not an easy task to reach such a level.

More importantly, he was not in the mood.

Taoist Juechen drifted away and soon disappeared into the vast night of the snow-capped mountains.

An Qisheng, wearing the loose Taoist robe of Taoist Juechen, took out a bottle of Bigu Pill he left behind and took one pill.

Then close your eyes and look inside to realize your own changes.

Huang Ting's twenty-four body spirits are just a virtual finger, and the number of body spirits that can be condensed is definitely not just this number. At this time, he is only condensing the prototype of the five internal organs mud pills, trying to condense the perfect Tao foundation.

There is still a long way to go.

"Sure enough, as the magnetic field from the strange source weakens, these zombies are dissipating."

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

The cleanup of the Xiya Mountains was not very smooth. Even with strong fire support, it could not prevent people in the team from being infected from time to time, resulting in heavy casualties.

If it hadn't been for the strange magnetic field dissipating three days ago and becoming extremely weak, they would have probably suffered even greater casualties.

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

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

"Yinglong, data is not everything."

Wang Zhixuan shook her head slightly:

"There are still survivors in the Xiya Mountains. If we clean them up as soon as possible, their chances of survival will be greater. You can't just think about gains and losses."

Yinglong is the most advanced artificial intelligence in Daxuan, and its data calculation and tactical formulation are all top-notch.

However, artificial intelligence is only artificial intelligence and cannot understand human emotions.

The army exists to protect the personal safety of the people and cannot be measured by simple data.

Just like being able to send warships to evacuate overseas Chinese for a few overseas Chinese, this is something that artificial intelligence cannot understand.

"I can't understand it."

Yinglong responded coldly.

Wang Zhixuan was too lazy to argue with it, so he closed the computer and stood up:

"Where is Qinglong?"

Not far away, Jiaozi, who was holding an alloy sword, turned back after hearing this:

"The requested materials have been delivered, and Qinglong went to deliver the materials to Mr. An"

Although An Qisheng did not make a clear request, the emperor did not lack hungry soldiers, so the necessary materials would naturally not be lacking.

Daxuan is the world's largest economy, so why would it care about these?

"Mr. An"

Wang Zhixuan looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance with a complicated expression.

In just one month, their positions have changed dramatically. One month ago, she gave him a task with just one phone call.

Now, her boss Qinglong has to deliver supplies for him.

What happened to him in this month?

Wang Zhixuan was in a complicated mood.

Not far away, next to an armored vehicle, Yi Feibai, holding a gun, was quite excited.

"It really works. What I have can also enter the reincarnation paradise with me."

Yi Feibai muttered to himself while holding the gun.

Before he entered the reincarnation paradise again, he didn't expect that the gun in his hand would also appear at the same time.

The gun in his hand was a standard gun of the Special Affairs Bureau, which was much more powerful than ordinary guns.

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

He also got a twelve-link sword.

But what excited him was not this swordsmanship, but the significance of this matter.

If this gun can be brought in, then, can modern weapons such as sniper rifles, high-explosive grenades, etc. also be brought in?

Woo~

The cold wind blew through the golden coffin, and there seemed to be a howling sound.

In the dark and gloomy inside the golden coffin, a tall figure like a demon god was constantly colliding with the seal.

With endless resentment filling his heart, Zhu Shang roared in anger and madly hit the seal.

It took him a thousand years, a full thousand years, to open the seal, but now, he failed at the last hurdle, failed at the last hurdle!

What a hell of a place is this?

It's okay that there is no spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but there is not even any resentment and bad luck.

What's more hateful is that this hell of a place is extremely sparsely populated.

So that he fell into such an embarrassing situation.

"Hate! Hate! Hate!

Ant, ant, you deserve to die, you deserve to die!!!"

Zhu Shang roared, hating like crazy.

But no matter how he charged or how he roared, there was no response at all.

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

"Huh!"

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

Huh~

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

Qinglong, wearing camouflage clothes, stepped down from the helicopter, holding a purple wooden box in his hand.

Several special forces followed behind him, holding various supplies, tents, purified water, and various clothes.

"Mr. An!"

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

"Thank you for your help this time."

"Master Juechen knows about this matter, so there is no need to ask me."

An Qisheng glanced at Qinglong.

He was 57 years old, with a Gangjin cultivation level, and had three kinds of sharp weapons on his body. He had no firearms, but high explosives were hidden against his heart.

"Mr. An misunderstood."

Qinglong put down the wooden box:

"The Zombie King incident had a great impact. Mr. An solved the matter and stayed on duty for three months, which was equivalent to 150,000 points. These Qigu Pills were exchanged according to the wishes of Taoist Juechen, which is enough for a year of seeing the needs of the Divine Warrior.

The remaining 110,000 points have been issued to your account in the Law Enforcement Warrior Forum."

"150,000 points?"

An Qisheng nodded slightly.

The Special Affairs Bureau is already very generous.

One point in the Law Enforcement Warrior Forum is equivalent to 10,000 Daxuan coins, and this is the official exchange. If it is a private transaction, the value will be even higher.

150,000 points are equivalent to 1.5 billion Daxuan coins.

Daxuan coins are international currency, and their value is no less than that of the US dollar that dominated the world in the previous life.

Then, he raised his hand and grabbed it.

Buzz~

It seemed like just a flick of five fingers, a flick, a grab.

The wooden box more than ten meters away was shaken, swayed, and actually flew up. Under the gaze of the three people, he caught it in his hand.

The two special forces behind Qinglong were shocked and their eyes were straight.

This move was much more magical than the telekinesis in the novels, and the control of cranes and dragons.

It was simply a superpower.

"What a strong force."

Seeing this move, Qinglong, who was calm, couldn't help but be moved.

This move of strong force alone was almost mythical. At least, the great masters who saw gods he had seen could not do this.

The strong force, after all, is the use of airflow.

He had never heard of anyone who could use the energy to this extent. Maybe there was someone, but it would never be so easy.

Although he saw that this was An Qisheng's show of power, he had to say that this move was too clever. The three points of temptation and questioning in his heart suddenly faded.

Immediately, he asked the two team members to put down the supplies and bowed to say goodbye.

An Qisheng didn't care whether they stayed or left.

His eyes fell on the golden coffin again.

This seal was tighter than he thought, so much so that he couldn't collect the spiritual imprint of Zhu Shang through this golden coffin, let alone analyze the world coordinates in it.

There were nine talismans on the golden coffin, and the runes drawn on them were not obvious, but the patterns could be seen vaguely.

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

"Maybe, we can try one or two"

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