Technology changes the life of cultivators

Since you can't escape, let's fight to the death!

"Crash!"

Ye Jianling began to summon a big killer, Dongfeng 41 equipped with mushroom bombs with the highest yield.

5000 million tons!
"Brother Jianling, kill them, hurt them, inflict heavy injuries, I have a way to collect the nine true spirits!"

A milky voice sounded in Ye Jianling's mind, it was the spirit of the Chaos Ball speaking.

"it is good!"

Ye Jianling was greatly excited, and shouted loudly: "Launch!"

This time, he had no scruples, and played with all his strength and cards!

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Countless missiles gushed out, Chasing the Wind Shenzhou was annihilated by the fireworks, and the entire sky was darkened!
The sky and the earth change color, the sun and the moon have no light!
"Boom!"

"Ooooooooooooooo!"

"Excited!"

The Nine True Spirits became angry and manic.

Despicable humans, little ants, dare to challenge us, die!

Exhale into a sword, and swing your fingers and claws!
"Close-up artillery, intercept!"

Following Ye Jianling's order, from the first to the third floors of the Shenzhou, almost every air-to-air shooting area sprayed out chains of dark light and fire.

"Da da da!"

Thousands of 30mm close-in defense shells are fired at speed, if one can't stop, then ten or hundreds!
"My God! Is this Brother Ye's trump card?"

Cai Peipei's panicked expression improved, this Chaser Feng is simply a hedgehog!

If such intensive firepower was used to deal with the eight great saints from the beginning, they might not even be able to parry them!
Fatty Putao, let’s call it Bodhi, anyway, the big bald man in white is gone!
Bodhi rubbed Wuming's big belly with his arm and asked, "Senior Brother, what do you think Little Yezi's chances are?"

Wuming's tone became very dignified, he was more or less aware of the power of the mushroom bombs: "Little Yezi also put in a fight! This 5000 million-ton mushroom bomb is said to be his biggest hole card! Look, how many are there once you release it? But the damage to the true spirit is still limited!"

Mu Xiaoyao will always stand by Ye Jianling's side, and it is no exaggeration to say that she is extremely confident in her lover!

"Hey, hey, you guys, it's nothing to worry about! Since Brother Jianling dares to do this, he has the belief and determination to win the battle! So what if it's limited damage? It's all about consumption! Who can beat Jianling? Brother's summoning technique?"

Ye Jianling was so embarrassed by Mu Xiaoyao's praise!

Girl, this time we may not be able to fight against the Nine True Spirits, haven't you seen that they can be supplemented directly from heaven and earth?

Could it be that the thing left by ancestor Hongjun is inextricably linked with the spirit of heaven and earth?
Is this a clone he deliberately created or a combination of holy treasures?
No matter, no matter what, let's do it first!
"Ghost bomber, take off!"

More than 200 dark light bombers stored on the first deck rushed into the sky "swish swish swish".

They are constantly being shot down, and they are constantly ejecting airborne missiles!

Taking advantage of the time of interference, the second wave of Dongfeng 41 launched again with super mushroom bombs!
Then came the third wave, the fourth wave...

Ye Jianling's face became paler and paler. Although Chaos supplemented him and his holy power was not lacking, the loss of his spiritual consciousness was huge!

After all, it is very tiring to control so many missiles, planes and anti-aircraft guns remotely and multi-task!

"Ooooooooooo!"

The nine true spirits were damaged by one after another super powerful blows, and the light and shadow bodies of many true spirits became much dimmer.

"It's now! Chaos Nine Swords, attack!"

The voice of milk and milk sounded, and the nine-color sword light pierced the sky, and the true spirits panicked!
What holy treasure is this?
Why not just kill it directly?

A strange scene appeared in the sky, the nine swords of chaos found their corresponding true spirits!

A strand of chaotic sword energy is like a spider's thread, densely entangled with the light and shadow of the true spirit!

No matter how they struggled and attacked, it was useless, but the noose was getting tighter and tighter!

"Give it to my baby!"

In the chaotic ball, the little baby's eyes glowed with nine colors of light, and his little fist squeezed and tugged!
"Whoosh whoosh!"

The extremely small nine true spirits were sucked into the nine swords of chaos!
Although the blade was still vibrating violently, it still flew back to Ye Jianling's sea of ​​consciousness without haste, and perched on the chaotic gardenia again!

"Baby, what should we do next? The nine true spirits are struggling very hard! Will they get out of trouble?"

The spirit of chaos said in a childish voice: "Brother Jianling, the little bug caught in the net, what's the use of dying! It's just that the seal of the true saint of the ancestor Hongjun is too stubborn. Give this baby 500 years, and I want to refine it. they!"

"Year 500?"

Ye Jianling exclaimed: "How about using Bodhi's Time Linglong Pagoda?"

The spirit of chaos said: "No, the mark of the true sage will burst the semi-holy weapon, please don't disturb this baby, okay? If you have that time, wouldn't it be good for you and Sister Xiaoyao to have a few more babies?"

Ye Jianling has black lines all over his head, do you dislike your brother?
Well, it would take the Spirit of Chaos 500 years to wear down the mark of the true saint left by the ancestor of Du Hongjun, Ye Jianling really didn't want to disturb it!
The smoke cleared, and the sky returned to tranquility!
A group of people stood on the wind and said to each other that they cherished each other!
Daluzi said namelessly: "I need to go back to the Holy Land of Morality. There are some treasures in the secret vault that I left behind. Maybe it will help me recover!"

Fatty Bodhi laughed and said: "Brother, I also want to go to the holy land of the abbot, maybe the chance to become a semi-sage is there!"

Cai Peipei reluctantly said: "You all have to leave, forget it! I'll go back to the Cangwu Empire to take a look, I don't know how my stingy old man is doing now?"

Ye Jianling asked with doubts on his face: "Wuming, Putao, has become a semi-sage, are you sure that the spirit of heaven and earth will not interfere? You know, there is no holy fire to control everyone now!"

Bodhi shrugged his broad shoulders, spread his arms and said, "I guess not? You have taken over the nine true spirits, and it also avoided making a move. This is a monstrous situation arranged by Patriarch Hongjun for more than 500 million years." Ah, it was destroyed for nothing, hehe! If it is really intelligent, it should consider its own life now, instead of hitting your hand with its head! Happy is not walking out of the split space of Shenzhou, but also Have you tested it? The functions of Heaven’s Punishment are gone! What are we afraid of?”

Wuming stretched out his big cyan light hand and patted Ye Jianling's shoulder.

"Brother, take care!"

"Little Yezi, take care!"

"Brother Ye, goodbye!"

At the end of the song, people parted, and one after another escaped light disappeared into the vastness of water and sky.

Seeing Zhuo Yan release the black flying boat, Ye Jianling persuaded: "Old Zhuo, we husband and wife are going to explore the Southeast Region anyway, why don't you go with us?"

Zhuo Yan honestly patted his top-quality equipment, and said with great pride: "It's better to go together and look for it in two ways. The flying island may not be where it is when it reappears! Besides, we still want to seek revenge from the hypocrites in the holy land of morality! "