This place was less than ten kilometers away from the border of China. Such a terrifying fireball explosion turned everything within three kilometers into scorched earth. Even Annan, who was on the other side of the border, could clearly see it.
Now, where were the traces of the abandoned factory?
The ground was still hot, and there was only a small amount of smoke rising.
The only survivor on the ground was Guo Ziqiang, who moved the fastest. He had the strength of the perfected foundation establishment realm and ran very fast. He was not killed in an instant.
However, even though he had reacted quickly enough, he was still affected by the heat wave. His back was burned one after another, and it was extremely miserable.
" Even if he's in the Golden Core Stage, he can casually release such a destructive spell. That's…too exaggerated…"
His body fell and he didn't even dare to sit, afraid that he would trigger his wound. He could only lie on the ground and pant.
"I'll deal with you later!"
'Wang Ye' stood quietly in the air. He glanced at Guo Ziqiang, who looked like a dead dog, and then turned his attention to the target in the air.
The threat of the drones had not been resolved yet!
Raising the shiny True Martial Sword to his chest, Wang Ye's eyes became sharp.
"True Martial Devil-rinsing Technique! It's not just a joke!"
Dharmic powers surged throughout his body, and his figure turned into a stream of light that flashed in the sky.
One sword!
A large drone shattered!
Two swords!
As Wang Ye drew his sword, the superalloy, which was several times harder than steel, was as fragile as a piece of paper. It could not stop the sharp edge of the True Martial Sword.
In less than a minute, dozens of drones were completely dismembered in the air and scattered on the scorched earth like broken toys.
Perhaps they already knew that these drones could not do anything to Wang Ye. The remaining small drones roared in unison and charged at him fearlessly!
He was going to self-destruct!
However, seeing this scene, a smile appeared on Wang Ye's face.
" It's finally over. I can't believe so much trouble will be stirred up next time. It looks like I'll just have to stay on the mountain."
"Taiji Cloud Hand!"
He opened his arms wide and waved them. Two colors, one blue and one orange, slowly appeared. A Taiji Diagram could be vaguely seen in front of him.
When all the small drones were within 30 meters of him, an inexplicable suction force suddenly appeared. The drones that were originally flying steadily could not control their bodies in an instant. They gathered together and were driven by the " King " like flowing water.
"Catching the sparrow's tail!"
As the immortal martial version of the Catching Sparrow Tail appeared, dozens of drones were like a school of fish being chased away. They were suddenly diverted and headed to the other side.
Boom!
The continuous explosions sounded again, and the scorched red land was plowed again!
After a while, dull footsteps sounded on the scorched earth. The shoes were repeatedly burned by the hot ground, but there was no damage.
Wang Ye slowly walked to Guo Ziqiang and looked down at him lying on the ground.
" The era of technology?"
"Have you forgotten about our ancestors? Have you forgotten about the immortals in the sky?”
"No matter how advanced your technology is, in the eyes of a true mighty figure, aren't you just a clown?”
"As a cultivator, you don't stick to your heart and rely on technology to fight your enemies. No wonder you can only stop at the Foundation Establishment Realm!”
Guo Ziqiang watched Wang Ye's every move. He wanted to escape, but he could not move at all under the suppression of the Wind Empress 'Mystic Gate Domain.
He even suspected that Wang Ye had already reached the Nascent Soul realm!
This kind of oppression was too terrifying!
It came from the soul! A tremble that came from the depths of his soul!
Pa!
The scarlet Taiji Yang Hand hit the top of Guo Ziqiang's head. His skull cracked and he died instantly.
After doing all this, Wang Ye carefully sheathed the True Martial Sword and carried it on his back. He turned around and left without looking back, leaving behind pieces of wreckage and red scorched earth.
More than an hour later, on top of a skyscraper in a certain city.
"Who won this time?"
'Wang Ye' carried the True Martial Sword on his back and looked at Monk Cheng Yuan with a smile.
"Amitabha. This penniless monk is inferior to you in terms of cultivation. This penniless monk has lost.”
This match was meaningless. Not to mention his own luck that he had been ashamed of, just the earth-shattering battle with Wang Ye had made him admit defeat.
Moreover, he had already lost.
Although Wang Ye had spent a lot of effort to deal with Guo Ziqiang, it did not take long.
This amount of time wasn't even enough to cover the entire journey!
After all, that was what he meant by cheating. He directly went to find them one by one, and he still had to rely on luck to take advantage of the distance. No matter how much help he had, it would still take time.
"You're clearly still so young, but you speak like an old man. Isn't it just a blind competition? Why do you care?"
"We Buddhists must prioritize harmony!"
"Let's go, I'll bring you to drink!”
With that,'Wang Ye' grabbed Monk Cheng Yuan's shoulder and dragged him downstairs.
"Don't, don't, don't. I already said that This Penniless Monk is a proper monk of the Shaolin Temple. I don't want to drink!"
Cheng Yuan wanted to break free, but he didn't dare to use his magic power to force it away. He could only bitterly laugh as he was dragged away by Wang Ye.
Ten minutes later, after everything was settled, Lin Cheng returned to his original appearance and walked alone on the street.
He began to count his gains silently.
Although the script was a little messed up, it was still full of rewards.
First of all, the cultivation base of the old heavenly master Zhang Zhiwei's template had directly increased to the level of the Nascent Soul Realm!
There was also Wang Ye, who had also improved quite a bit. From the Xiantian Qi Cultivation realm when he first acted to the perfected Golden Core realm now, it only took less than three days.
If others were to know about this cultivation speed, they would probably be so ashamed that they would find a piece of tofu and kill themselves, right?
And then there were the Faith Points!
250 million!
This was a number that even Lin Cheng himself had not expected!
With such a large amount of income, he would have more autonomy in arranging the script.
After all, the system was a rich man. It had no moral integrity at all and specially arranged some f * cking plots for him.
It's better for me to make the decisions for my script!
Coincidentally, through this script, Lin Cheng had discovered a problem that had to be solved!
That was…
Humans still believed in science too much!
You always want to use science to explain immortal cultivation, and you always use cannons and missiles to attack me.
There was something wrong with his thinking!
It seemed like it was time for some demons and ghosts to appear…
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