Zhutian Avenue

Killing and destruction are different.

If it passes through Zhengyang, its full-speed eruption can break the sound barrier. Even if it is hit by a nuclear bomb, it is very likely to be hidden by it.

This zombie king has not yet recovered, and its magnetic field has affected the entire Xiya Mountains. Tens of thousands of people have been distorted into zombies. If it is completely recovered, Feitian will not say that there is no problem in crippling the ground, and nuclear bomb washing can be avoided.

But at this time was suppressed in the golden coffin, and the difficulty was greatly reduced if he wanted to destroy it.

With Da Xuan's scientific and technological level, it can be thrown into outer space, or even a little harder, directly into the solar orbit, and it is feasible to be captured by the sun.

Of course, if the sun doesn't burn ...

Then, there is no need to consider other methods.

"This golden coffin cannot be easily destroyed ..."

An Qisheng touched the golden coffin, and started with cold and cold bones.

The material of this golden coffin is special, and it will not be too much trouble to destroy it. It is just that the zombie king Zhuzhang inside is not so easy to destroy.

As Tao Datu said, its roots in the world of resentment are almost immortal, and the principle of its existence has not been understood.

If it can be completely destroyed, then if the golden coffin and Fuyu are destroyed and they get out of the trap first, the problem will be very great.

"It can only be temporarily blocked, and someone will be stationed there, until a proper resettlement method is available to deal with this golden coffin."

Peerless man glanced at Fu Yu on it and guessed An Qisheng's concerns.

I do n’t know what material it is. If it is accidentally damaged, the trouble will be serious.

"You don't have to send someone."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly:

"Recently, I will stay here."

Zhu Yan's spiritual imprint has not yet been collected, world coordinates have not been found, and he will not leave the golden coffin.

This zombie king has no chance of getting out of trouble. For him, it is a treasure.

"You want to stay here?"

The man in the dust frowned, only thinking that An Qisheng was afraid of the special agent's random trials and instead released the zombie king.

Nodded in agreement: "It's not good to have a large-scale garrison here. You are guarded here, but it is foolproof."

Da Xuan is a pole in the world, and there is a tendency to dominate the world. Many countries nearby cannot be without fear. If they stationed in Mu Feng, the problem would be very big.

Even the special service itself has hidden dangers.

"If Daxuan figured out a reliable method of destruction, I could 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, the explanation is left to the Minister!"

His existence, I am afraid that he had already been on the special attention list of the Special Bureau as early as when he defeated Mulong City. If it was not the zombie king, I am afraid that someone has come to talk to him.

Seeing the ancient warriors look at ancient times, they are like land gods and Buddhas. Even now, it is quite a threat to some people.

For centuries, Xuan Xing has also seen precedents in which the warriors and the government confronted each other.

Of course, it is impossible to see the great master of the gods, and it is impossible to fight against the army, but when the assassination of the martial arts is assassinated, the deterrence is too great.

For example, when Mu Longcheng moved overseas, he once ‘shaved’ certain big men in overseas countries.

Naturally, his presence will be noticed.

The reason why he showed his strength in the face of the Taoist is to avoid some things.

Peerless people naturally understand this truth.

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

"An Xiaoyou rest assured that no one who is not open-minded will bother you. In Daxuan, the old man still has some face!"

Peerless people naturally have this confidence.

He joined the army as a young man and became a middle-aged monk. For decades, he has been associated with dignitaries, wealthy wealthy, elites in various industries, not many disciples, but also in important positions. The captain of such special task forces is his disciple.

His connections and prestige are all there, and the words spoken naturally have weight.

An Qisheng was higher in kung fu at this time, but it was not easy to achieve such a degree.

More importantly, he didn't have that mood.

The dusty man drifted away, and soon disappeared into the night of the vast snowy mountains.

An Qisheng, wearing the broad robes of the Taoist Taoist, took out a bottle of Pigu Dan he took and took one capsule.

Then close your eyes and see the changes in yourself.

Huang Ting's twenty-four body gods are just imaginary fingers. The body gods that can be condensed are not just this number. At this time, he has condensed the prototype of the five internal organs and wants to consolidate the perfect foundation.

there's still a long way to go.

.......

"Sure enough, as the magnetic field at that weird source weakens, these zombies are dissipating ..."

Looking at the zombies that were suddenly planted under the scorching sun, Wang Zhixuan's eyes brightened.

The cleaning of the Hi Ya Mountains was not very smooth. Even with strong fire support, it was impossible to keep people in the team from being infected from time to time, and the casualties were quite heavy.

If it hadn't been for three days before the strange magnetic field had dissipated and become extremely weak, they would have feared even greater casualties.

In the computer, Ying Long's cold sound wave came out:

"Data analysis. Without the support of the magnetic field, these zombies will not exist for more than 36 hours. You should retreat. These three days of casualties are meaningless."

"Yinglong, data is not everything."

Wang Zhixuan shook her head slightly:

"There are still survivors in the Hiya Mountains. If they clean up the day before, their chances of survival will be even greater. We cannot only consider gains and losses."

Ying Long is the most advanced artificial intelligence of Daxuan. His data calculation and tactics are top-notch.

It's just that artificial intelligence is just artificial intelligence and cannot understand human feelings.

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

Just as for several overseas Chinese, they can sail warships to evacuate overseas Chinese, which artificial intelligence cannot understand.

"Unintelligible."

Ying Long responded coldly.

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

"Where's Qinglong?"

Not far away, holding back the obscurity of the alloy sword:

"The materials for the application have been delivered. Qinglong went to deliver the materials for that Mr. An ..."

Although An Qisheng did not explicitly request it, the emperor was not bad at hungry soldiers, and there should be no shortage of supplies.

Daxuan is the world's number one economy.

"Mr. Ann ..."

Wang Zhixuan looked at the snowy mountains in the distance, and his face was a little complicated.

In just one month, the status of each other has changed dramatically. One month ago, he only assigned a task for him. He didn't need a phone call yet.

Today, her boss, Qinglong, has to give her supplies.

What happened to him this month?

Wang Zhixuan was in a mixed mood.

Not far away from an armored vehicle, Wu Feibai, who was holding a firearm, was quite excited.

"Really yes, what I take can also follow me into the land of samsara ..."

Xi Feibai held his gun and muttered to himself.

Before he entered the reincarnation land, he did not expect that the firearms in his hand also appeared simultaneously.

The gun in his hand is a special gun of the Special Bureau, which is much more powerful than ordinary firearms.

Although the sword-and-knife method of Zhao Qiandu was powerful, he was defeated by his long-range shot.

He also got a twelve serial knives.

But what excites him is not the knife, but the significance of the incident.

This gun can be taken in. So, can sniper rifles, high explosive grenades and other modern weapons be brought in?

.......

Ooo ~

The cold wind blew through the golden coffin, and a howling sound sounded.

Amidst the dim darkness in the golden coffin, a tall, demon-like figure was constantly crashing into the seal.

Endless resentment filled the heart, the wrath of all wrath was extremely frantic, and the seal was madly hit.

For a thousand years, it took a thousand years for him to open the seal. But at this time, the credit is lost!

What the **** is this place?

There is no aura of heaven and earth, there is no resentment.

Even more hateful, this ghost place is extremely rare.

So much so that he fell into such an awkward position.

"Hate! Hate! Hate!

Termites, ants, you **** it, you **** it! !! !! "

The puppets roared and hated.

But no matter how he crashed and howled, he didn't respond at all.

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

"call!"

An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes and saw the sky in the distance. A helicopter flew slowly.

Huh ~

It didn't take long for the helicopter to land slowly, and a gust of air blew across the snow.

The blue dragon in camouflage stepped down the helicopter, holding a purple wooden box in his hand.

Several special combatants followed him, carrying various supplies, tents, pure water, and all kinds of clothing.

"Mr. Ann!"

The Qinglong stepped forward, his eyes stayed on the golden coffin for a moment before he looked at An Qisheng:

"Mr. Lo is this time."

"The governor knows all about this, and there is no need to ask me."

An Qisheng glanced at Qinglong.

Bone is fifty-seven years old, Xi Jinxiu has three types of weapons hidden on his body, no guns, and high explosives hidden in his heart.

"Mr. An misunderstood."

Qinglong put down the wooden box:

"This Zombie King incident has had a considerable impact. Mr. An resolved the matter and was still in nursing care for March, equivalent to a total of 150,000 points. These Pigudans were replaced in accordance with the meaning of the leader of the dusty road, enough to see the martial arts One year required.

The remaining 110,000 points have been distributed to your account on the Law Enforcement Forum. "

"150,000 points?"

An Qisheng nodded slightly.

The special service is rare and generous.

One point of the Law Enforcement Forum is equivalent to 10,000 yuan of black coins. This is still an official exchange. If it is privately traded, the value will be higher.

150,000 points is already equivalent to 1.5 billion Daxuan coins ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Daxuan coins are international currencies, and the value of the US dollar is not bad compared to the previous hegemony.

Immediately, he raised his hand and grabbed in vain.

Hum ~

It seems like just flicking with five fingers, one flick, one grab.

The wooden box that was more than ten meters away was shocked, and dangling down, he soared, and was caught in the hands of the three of them.

The two special commanders behind Qinglong were terrified and their eyes were straight.

This hand, compared to the fetching of objects in the novel, the control of cranes and dragons is much more magical.

It's just superpowers.

"So good."

Seeing this hand, he was moved by the calmness of Qinglong.

This hard work alone is almost a myth. At least, he has not seen this when he has seen the great master of God.

Hard work, after all, is the use of airflow.

He has never heard of anyone who can use radon to this point, and perhaps it can't be so understated.

Although he saw that this was An Qisheng's dismissal, but he had to say that this hand was too clever. He had a three-point temptation in his heart. The heart of inquiry suddenly faded.

Immediately, he let the two team members drop the supplies and left on court.

An Qisheng did not care about a few people staying.

The eyes fell on the golden coffin again.

The seal was even tighter than he thought, so much that he couldn't collect the spiritual imprints of the puppets through this golden coffin, let alone analyze the world coordinates in it.

On the golden coffin, there are nine runes, and the runes sketched on them are not obvious, but the patterns can be seen faintly.

He knows that these nine runes are the key to the seal.

"Maybe, try one or two ..."

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