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"You can still jump so high."

Behind the artillery line, an old man sighed.

Ying Bo was standing next to him, holding an umbrella and propping it on top of the old man's head.

This umbrella is a modern style, not the ancient oil-paper umbrella with straight ribs.However, as long as you see the umbrella surface made of a new type of waterproof and fireproof material, and the mysterious patterns embroidered by a machine using some kind of refining formula on it, you can know that this is another combination of modern technology and cultivation civilization. The product.

The function is to clean the air, remove dust, and have a certain defense function. If it is not strong, even if it is sent to Gu Xiu, it will only make them dismissive.

However, the purpose of this umbrella is to allow the old man to observe the battlefield unhindered.It does it all, and it does it well.

Ying Bo carefully accompanied the old man, while Cang Cuizi stood in front.

Cang Cangzi, who had been reduced to a coolie, glanced at his Taoist companion, and reluctantly took the talisman written by Ying Bo to stop those Gu Xius who occasionally passed through the barrage from counterattacking.

There are also many members of the National Special Service who are of a higher level and do the same thing as him, trying their best to ensure the integrity of their artillery front.

This work should have been done by Ying Bo himself, but he didn't want him to push the task to Cang Cangzi, so he ran to the side and talked to the old man.

"Looking at it this way, this restraint is not considered a success at all." The old man was still sighing, "I thought it could suppress the foundation-builder cultivator on the ground, but I didn't expect him to be able to jump two meters just by jumping."

"Look at that idiot's posture. Just now, he probably wanted to jump about ten or twenty meters as a target. The restriction you designed can limit his jumping height to two or three meters, which is already successful enough."

"This restriction is not designed by me," the old man shook his head, "I just learned it from the live broadcast, and modified the energy pool to become driven by electricity. As a result, the power consumption is so large that it is impossible to limit this group of terrorists. The ground, really..."

"It's only been a few months, Mr. Zeng," Ying Bo said with a smile, "When your teacher's generation researched nuclear bombs, even if the Soviet Union provided early data, they would not produce results in less than half a year. Now we are in this area Take the lead, don't be too impatient, I think this restriction is good."

At this moment, Ying Bo, no matter what he said or how he posed, was placed in a position of respect and humility.

As a person who brought out his technology—and the benefits he got didn’t count—contributed to the country, the old man looked at Ying Bo with a very kind look, but now his attitude was good, and the old man immediately felt a little comforted.

The future lies with young people, he thought.

The old man said: "I don't want to be in such a hurry, but the people from the State Special Bureau are very urgent."

"I'm not from the National Security Bureau," Ying Bo said, "I'll scold them for you."

"Haha," the old man smiled, "You boy, you can really talk...don't blame the National Security Bureau, they want to put this ban in the city."

Nine times Zhenjun was still yelling over there, Ying Bo didn't even look at him, he just listened to the old man and thought at the same time.

"Do you want to put it in a few first-tier cities?" He asked, "If you want to set up an air ban that can enclose the first-tier cities, the energy consumption of electricity may be too high. Old man, your island ban How much spirit stone did you spend?"

"Looking at the formation map, if you use spiritual veins as a support, you don't need to spend so many spiritual stones." Cang Cangzi reported a jaw-dropping figure without looking back, and said, "The money you make from selling live jade slips, Enough bans for a city."

"I can't bring the aura number of the Golden Tower to the earth..." Ying Bo complained in a low voice, and then heard Cang Cangzi say: "That Nine-time True Monarch almost stared at you, really! Is it all right?"

"Ok?"

"He proposed a one-on-one fight. According to the rules of the cultivation world, you shouldn't play it, I'm afraid it's not good..."

Cang Cangzi had never refused a duel in the past.What's more, since there is a fighting platform that doesn't hurt one's life, one-on-one combat in the cultivation world is not as dangerous as it used to be.It is precisely because of this that a new unspoken rule has been formed in the current comprehension world, that is, as long as you are challenged, you cannot refuse it without special circumstances.

The Nine-time True Monarch probably didn't know this unspoken rule, but in the ancient world of comprehension, no one would refuse a challenge from others even for their own face.

Don't lose face and just want life is another situation, needless to say here.

Cang Cangzi didn't mean that Ying Bo must accept the heads-up, he just talked about this unspoken rule with Ying Bo.

After Ying Bo finished listening, his eyes rolled around.

Even if he didn't accept the one-on-one challenge, can the people here spread to the cultivation world to ruin his reputation?I don't know what's wrong with the Nine-Return True Monarch's mind to say such a thing.

Perhaps he has great confidence in his ability to defeat Ying Bo, and feels that he can take him down and threaten him, or is he like Master Ziyi, who wants to kill people and seize treasures before making a comeback?

This is... too taken for granted, right?

Are you pinning your victory on something you don't understand at all?

Ying Bo felt that the group of penances might have dried their brains outside while they were asleep, so he had no choice but to make the right choice with compassion for the disabled.

"It's not impossible to fight him one-on-one, but we have to wait until the others are wiped out."

Yingbo Road.

"Then Xiaoying, you can try this anti-armed aura cannon," the old man under the umbrella suggested with a smile, "we made it specially for the monks who established the foundation. It adopts a magic sound ear filling technique mentioned on the morning and evening live broadcast. It is used to shake the Dao foundation of the foundation-builder monks and let them backfire. Because our foundation-builder monks are precious resources, we have not been able to conduct thorough experiments so far. We brought them here to see if we can find an opportunity to use them, and now is just right. "

With one hand, the old man picked up a mortar-shaped weapon that was thicker than a person and half the height of a person in the equipment box.Ying Bo took it, and before he had a good look at the weapon, Cang Cangzi put down what he was doing and came over.

Standing on the shaking ground, the two of them identified the talisman on the muzzle together.A few seconds later, even Cang Cangzi, who had a cooperative relationship with Luban Shenmen, had to admit that this design was really ingenious.

"But if you use it, the power can be further strengthened."

"Oh?"

Ying Bo raised one eyebrow, looking at Cang Cangzi with a bit of malicious intent.

He glanced at the situation on the battlefield, made sure that the situation was still in the plan, then bent down, poked the muzzle of the cannon into Cang Cuizi's chest, lowered his voice, and asked in a whisper-like tone: "Do you want to teach me?"

These days, Cang Cangzi has experienced many ways of teasing Ying Bo, but fortunately he looks like a child who can't do much, otherwise something must have happened.Fortunately, he looks like a child who can't do anything, so that when he faced the virus called Yingbo, he barely strengthened his immunity a little.

However, there are bad-toned answers in the corners of this upward-curved mouth, really... really...

It's so lovely.

Cang Cangzi was defeated, so he could only answer: "When will I stop teaching you?"

"Oh?" Ying Bo leaned down a little more, blinked, and said, "Then—"

Another roar sounded, interrupting Ying Bo's words.

"Heirs of Taiyin! Your ancestors and masters are also well-known figures in the righteous way, are you going to be a coward?!!!"

The sound was like ten thousand bells chiming in unison, and the booming sound even slowed down the attack of the aura shells for a moment.The two people who were distracted by their personal affairs on the front line regained their senses in an instant, and the next moment Ying Bo lowered his face, stepped into the air, raised his true qi, and lit the mortar-like weapons on his shoulders.

On Guxiu's side, Zi Yingbo jumped up, and several calls sounded at the same time.

"he came!"

"Heirs of the Tai Yin!"

"It's really cunning to be so far away!"

"Let him come here!"

All the Guxiu shouted angrily, of course they would not believe that the plan to block them here actually came from several military staff rooms who just started broadcasting gymnastics, so the one who led them into the trap could only be The cunning descendant of the sun.

Who else but him?

Then, as long as you take him down, you will have a chance to fight back.

In any case, the descendant of Taiyin cannot be a demon cultivator. If he is challenged, even if he refuses to agree, he will hesitate.At that time, we will be able to catch the flaw.

They originally thought so, but Ying Bo's performance was beyond their expectations.

After a lot of effort, he finally let the descendants of Taiyin pay attention to them, Gu Xiu heaved a sigh of relief and felt that he was going to be exhausted.

but--

"What is in his hand?" Jiuhui Zhenjun asked with a frown.

It was too late to ask his question, the mortars that had been lit had already fired their first rounds at them.

Because it was ignited by Ying Bo Zhen Qi, the cannonball fired was completely a hockey puck. All the ancient cultivators who knew it was bad with a thought quickly avoided it. They were not surprised to find that the ice puck, which was bigger than their heads, went straight through their building. barrier.

So what if you pass through, the speed is so slow, you can't hit anyone at all.

That's what they thought before the puck hit the ground.

And after landing——

--Ding!

The ice ball shattered, and there was a crisp and pleasant sound like a bell when it collided.

The bell sounded like a melancholy sound, sad but sweet, weak and ethereal, as if it didn't ring in the ear, but sounded in the bottom of my heart.

The first sound caused the two foundation cultivators who helped those fellows who had not established the foundation to erect the barrier to show pain on their faces.

With just one breath, the two Foundation Establishment cultivators fell down, and the barrier immediately disintegrated.

In the next second, echoing the rhythm of Ying Bo, a wave of artillery shells arrived at the same moment on the artillery lines on both sides of the valley.

Boom!The earth shakes and the mountains shake!

Lie Que Thunderbolt!Qiu Luan collapsed!

The Qi Refining cultivator who couldn't hold on fell down first, but the Nine-Return True Monarch and the other three Foundation Establishment cultivators still had the strength to avoid it.

However, there was a second sound from the shattered ice puck.

Ding--

Moreover, a new wave of shells came again.

"Magic sound ear filling technique! How could there be such a magic sound filling ear technique... This is the method of magic cultivation!" The Nine-time True Monarch was unbelievable at first, but the next command was a step slower, and he scolded all the subordinates, "Shut up! Hearing! Calm down!"

But the ancient cultivators didn't have time.

So, the question now is, is the Taoist foundation stable for the monks who rebuild the foundation?

No, because Dao Xin is not constant.

When they joined Venerable Bu Zhou's command, they were mostly golden cores.When these people kill their former teachers, relatives and friends, they have already run counter to their former Dao Xin.

Rebuilding it again will only benefit them, not harm them.However, because of the threat of new monks, these people failed to settle down well, and could only follow their own path to improve their own realm first.

So, is their Dao foundation stable?

The cracked puck shattered completely and could no longer make a sound.But in front of the gate of the secret realm, there was only one person standing.

Nine times the real king.

Only his Dao heart remained firm and unwavering.While the others were stumbling around, although they were not all dead, they also temporarily lost the ability to resist.

Nine times Zhenjun waved a cannonball, looked at Ying Bo who came out from behind the imperial army, gritted his teeth and said: "Tai, Yin, Chuan, Ren!"

"I'm here." Ying Bo's smile was a bit cheap, "Are you going to fight one-on-one, senior?"

The blue veins on the forehead of the Nine-time True Monarch throbbed.

But he calmed down slowly, turned the two crystal-like beads in his hand, and said, "You finally dare to agree?"

"Well, one-on-one," Ying Bo withdrew from behind the helpless Cang Cangzi, "he will one-on-one with you."

Nine times True Monarch's eyes widened.

This kid is only as tall as the Taiyin passed down to his thigh!

The Nine-Return True Monarch finally couldn't hold back, jumped up and rushed towards Ying Bo and Cang Cangzi.

He shouted: "Don't look down on people——!!!"

The author has something to say: "Heirs of Taiyin! Your ancestors and masters are also famous people in the righteous way. Are you going to be a coward?!!!"

Ying Bo: Huh?The three generations of my ancestors are scumbags, and the three generations of my teachers are fake liars?right way?Big name?Who are you talking about?