Who is not a monk

"Why didn't you tell us we're safe?"

"I was a little tired, so I fell asleep..." Zhang Yogurt couldn't help but smacked her mouth, feeling her throat was a little dry, and her body was covered in cold sweat, she answered honestly.

"what happened to you?"

"It's nothing……"

"I can hear from your voice that you are very upset."

"Master."

Zhang Yogurt's complexion gradually became serious, she pondered for a while, and said to the phone: "I have a vague premonition that I have met my old enemy in this life."

"Isn't your old enemy Wu Aiwei?"

"What? What what?"

"That's Wang Ting's."

"Oh! what's her name?"

"Wu Hewei."

"So her name is..."

Zhang Yogurt twitched the corners of her mouth. The name was too strange. How could anyone call it that.

But she had no time to care about this at this time, she just shook her head and said to her master: "No, the garbage of the royal court is irrelevant. I'm talking about old enemies, old enemies, do you understand? If you don't understand, master, you can hang up Look it up in the dictionary, I feel like I have a demon... No! I have to find a way to get rid of him!"

"Have you not woken up yet?" The old sword master said, "Our sword sect doesn't have the idea of ​​heart demon, only Buddhism and Taoism do."

"I……"

Zhang Yogurt was halfway through speaking, and suddenly looked outside the door.

Familiar footsteps from far to near, accompanied by the sound of boxes being dragged.

"Drip drip..."

The door of the dormitory was pushed open, and the sound of footsteps was suddenly clear.

The goddess roommate walked in the front and looked at her calmly: "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, nothing..."

Zhang Yogurt hastily denied it, and waved her hands again and again: "I was on the phone with my master. I didn't wake up just now, and I was talking nonsense... Wrong? Master? Wrong?"

There was a long silence on the phone.

For a long time, Zhang Yogurt once thought that Master hung up the phone and went to do other things, but there was clearly a slight breathing sound coming from the other end of the phone.

Finally, a voice came again, but it was full of disbelief:

"What were you talking about just now?" Gu Xi

"I did not do anything."

"Who... who made you panic like this?"

"My roommate is back."

"Who is your roommate?"

"It's my roommate."

"Think about the tone of your words just now..." The old sword master paused, his tone was complicated, "Where does it look like a disciple of our sword sect?"

&nbmm..."

"You should reflect on it."

"..."

Zhang Yogurt threw away the phone and didn't care.

Jianzong disciples were born between heaven and earth, how could they be bound by those terms?When she becomes the sword master, she will make a few random rules to restrain others.

Thinking about it, Zhang Yogurt wiped her face with her hand, and stood up to meet her two roommates.

……

The light of dusk reflects the ruined land.

There were explosions everywhere in front of him, the shells and bullets in the air were as dense as raindrops, the sword energy splashed in all directions, and the spiritual power violently surged.The bomber flew over the sky out of sight, dropping huge aerial bombs, and once it landed, it was the sound of breaking mountains and breaking ground.

This is the residence of the largest sect in Puluo, and it is also a travel sect.

It is Lan Ya who wins over the idiot high-level executives of Luzong, which makes the situation in Puluo so chaotic.

Modern warfare is all about two words:

Accurate and fast.

After Yiguo's military intervened in Puluo, he immediately made a decisive decision based on the information he had, and first encircled and suppressed You Luzong.Only a few days later, Yiguo used its powerful delivery ability to quietly transport the army here, and launched a sudden military attack on Youluzong.

Meng Haoran was dressed in military uniform, standing next to a defensive chariot, looking into the distance.

The hunting planes launched by the space carrier more than 100 kilometers away have blocked this place, and it is very difficult for the practitioners of Luzong to escape. At the beginning, the Yiguo army launched a shield-breaking attack on Luzong. No matter how much effort it took, it shattered Lu Zong's largest protective circle.

On the one hand, the current attack is to destroy the small defense mechanism scattered by Luzong, and on the other hand, it is to eliminate the living forces. It is good to let them come out and surrender by themselves. In this era, it is not good to cause too many killings, but if No, the current coverage of firepower can pave the way for the subsequent cleaning battle.

At the beginning, the brigade sect had a counterattack——

There were constant attacks coming from the mountains, either traditional magic moves or modern weapons, all of which were blocked by the defensive barrier of the position.

Luzong also organized several waves of attacks, trying to drag the Yiguo army into close combat with the traditional practitioners. However, under the firepower of the Yiguo army, they could not close the distance between the two sides. Even if they attacked from the ground, they would not It was scanned and killed underground with a special weapon, saving the effort of burying it.

There was even resistance from eighth-level practitioners.

This was the most dangerous resistance they had ever encountered, but it was also submerged under the combined attack of the hunting planes.

Now there is no movement in the mountains.

"Rumble..."

The whole mountain was basically plowed.

The Puluo people are also bloody, and they haven't surrendered yet, so it's no wonder that they are the most restless of the many dependent countries.

Then reconnaissance planes, drones, attack planes, and hunting planes entered the field one after another, began scanning and reconnaissance, and accurately eliminated high-level practitioners.

"The troops are ready."

An order came from the rear headquarters.

The whole army was immediately ready to advance.

"Advance!"

"Rumble..."

Heavy-shielded chariots rushed down the hillside, and any obstacles were knocked away or crushed. Soldiers in metal armor and heavily armed followed closely behind.Behind him was an even larger giant made of metal, running in big strides, making a heavy sound with every step.

Support aircraft hovered in the sky, ready for fire support at any time.

As expected, Lu Zong still had the strength to resist.

In this world with practitioners, it is difficult to clear the enemy by long-range bombing and air strikes, unless strategic weapons are thrown.

However, Yiguo's ground forces are equally powerful.

Although there are very few practitioners in this army, it is mainly composed of cheap warriors, but at least they are all warriors of the third rank, and they do not rely on the strength of the warriors to kill the enemy, but only use the physical fitness of the warriors to control the battle. Armor, using the warrior's reaction and spiritual sense to control the weapons carried, the real combat power comes from the equipment on the body.

"Boom bang bang..."

Penetrating bullets passed through the body of Luzong practitioners one by one, and the defensive barriers were broken by the shield-breaking bullets one by one.

Modern war machines unscrupulously poured out their own firepower.

The heavy shield chariot whizzed past.

It was getting dark.

Lu Zong also announced his surrender.

The battlefield thus subsided.

Next is the process of counting the prisoners.

Standing on this piece of scorched earth, Meng Haoran turned his head and looked around while panting, feeling a little emotional.

Under the weapons of modern powers, it is very difficult for the traditional cultivator sects to resist anymore—and Luzong, as the largest cultivating sect in Puluo, is also a large sect in Yiguo, with three eighth-level practitioners and A dozen or so seventh-level practitioners, how much resistance do they have in the face of this army?

At this moment, the piercing air defense alarm sounded on the battlefield again.

There was a faint sound of rolling thunder in the distant sky, like the sound of a supersonic fighter jet piercing the sky.

Behind the clouds as black as ink, a ray of light flew from afar, extremely fast, piercing through the black clouds and night sky in the blink of an eye, approaching the position.

The nearest hunter fighters have quickly turned around and launched an attack on him. At the same time, there are more hunter fighters flying from a distance, rushing back to help their own positions. In the blink of an eye, at least several people appeared in the sky. Ten hunting fighters.

"boom!"

The starlight gathered into the heavenly punishment, which contained suffocating spiritual power, but did not reveal it. It was invisible and lightless, and precisely hit this figure.

No explosion, no shock wave.

But the terrifying spiritual power still makes people tremble, even this ninth-level powerhouse was almost shot down.

"Evacuate!"

"Urgent evacuation!"

A piercing sound rang in my ears.

But that ray of light has already landed in the formation.

……

The morning light slanted down from the top of the palace wall, and shone on the peach blossoms that had just bloomed.

This peach tree is always the first to bloom.

Meng Chunqiu held his fan and looked up quietly.

I don't know how many years ago this tree was planted, but it was very old anyway, and the branches showed a deep black color.Not a single leaf grew, only pink flowers dotted among them, with the vermilion palace wall as the background, it looked more delicate under the sunshine.

Meng Chunqiu was so happy that it took him a long time to see enough.

After looking at it for a long time, he stretched his waist, and while walking away, he couldn't help but read leisurely: "Fendai adorns the branches, no green and no worries..."

Chapter 277 You Are Here

"what's your name?"

"Back to the seniors, the younger generation is named Haoran, the righteous Haoran."

"Hao Ran is upright..."

Cao Ci showed a smile, didn't care about the veiled sarcasm, but continued to ask: "Under Meng Jingming, what generation are you?"

"Not counting the former emperor, it is the fifth generation. If the former emperor is regarded as the first generation, the younger generation is the sixth generation."

"The current emperor is yours..."

"Grandpa."

"It's quite viable."

"Ordinary people have a generation of 20 or 30 years, and our generation has been more than 50 to [-] years." Meng Haoran said in a calm tone, "The reason is not that we can live too much, but that we live too long."

"It seems that you are not afraid of death."

"Dayi imperial family, there is no one who is afraid of death."

"interesting."

"Seniors looking for juniors, why?"

"You have a broken source, and I want to take it." Cao Ci paused, his voice calm, "But don't worry, Meng Jingming and I are old friends, and he is also a rare person in my life who can be called a friend. , I dare to capture you only after he is dead, if he is still alive, I may not be ashamed to attack you. Therefore, I will try my best to save your life and send you back alive, which is also my account to Meng Jingming."

"The broken origin..."

Meng Haoran muttered this sentence.

At this time, he didn't know where he was, anyway, it was in the wilderness, and as far as he could see was a desolation, he just sat on the ground and said to the person in front of him: "When the emperor was alive, I also heard him talk about my predecessors."