Just do it!

Almost instantly, Zuan began to recall the Dongfeng missiles he had seen in his previous life.

He even regretted that in his previous life, as a keyboard warrior on the internet, he hadn't paid much attention to military affairs, and his knowledge of weapons wasn't much more than that of the average person, unlike some big shots who could name the cutting-edge weapons of various countries like the back of their hand.

After much deliberation, he decided that the missile needed to be both powerful and fast enough to prevent the Demon Emperor from dodging it. The first missile that came to mind was the Hypersonic Missile 17.

Almost as he was lost in thought, water-like ripples began to appear in the air around him, and a weapon that looked extremely strange to Yan Xuehen and the others slowly emerged from it.

Its head is flat and streamlined, resembling an enlarged version of an arrow, but much thicker, larger, and more delicate.

What exactly is this?

The three women immediately sensed a terrifying aura emanating from above. Their expressions changed drastically, as their instincts as experts told them that this thing posed a deadly threat to them.

The Demon Emperor's expression also changed slightly. Where did this guy get so many strange weapons?

That Gatling gun bodhisattva he just saw still gives him lingering fear.

He knew he couldn't let the other party use their spell, so he rushed over again, intending to interrupt the spellcasting in advance.

Little did anyone know that Zaun had anticipated this, and immediately spurred his golden chariot to dodge.

The sun goddess's golden chariot pulls the sun from east to west every day; how astonishing is that speed?

Even if this is just a replica, it's enough to dodge and create a safe distance.

The Demon Emperor missed his target and felt extremely frustrated.

His opponent was clearly far inferior to him; if he were allowed to get close, he could kill him within three moves at most.

But the other party always has some strange items on them, and they always manage to escape.

He's only a Grandmaster, so why does he have so many artifact-like things on him?

The Demon Emperor was suddenly startled, recalling what Yu the Great had mentioned earlier. Could this be the benefit of being favored by the will of heaven and earth?

Since he could no longer fight at close range, he tried to attack from a distance, and the first thing that came to mind was the puppet curse mark from before.

I successfully used this to control the opponent as soon as I entered the secret realm.

However, he didn't know how the other party had managed to undo it. Last time, it was because of the sudden undoing that his soul suffered a backlash, and he almost capsized during the battle with the Four Fiends. Otherwise, he wouldn't have suffered such serious injuries.

He wasn't sure if the method the other party used to solve the problem was a one-time solution or repeatable. After hesitating for a moment, he ultimately decided not to risk trying it. This kid had an endless variety of tricks up his sleeve, and if his soul were to be devoured at this moment, he might really be doomed.

For the first time, he regretted giving the Sun-Shooting Bow to the Crown Prince; otherwise, he could have pulled out the bow and shot the enemy to death with a single arrow.

Just as he was struggling with this, a Dongfeng-17 missile successfully appeared. However, Zuan was not satisfied with only one missile. He wanted to use Dongfeng missiles to clean up the ground, and how could a single missile achieve such an effect?

As he began to activate the Divine Rune Soldier Diagram, more than a dozen more warheads began to appear from the ripples in the air behind him.

In that instant, Zuan felt his body weaken, a weakness akin to being thrown into a harem of three thousand beauties after a long drought. At first, it felt great, but soon his body was completely drained, as if he were about to turn into dregs at any moment.

He was also a little flustered, knowing that transforming into these weapons was not without cost, and he was worried that if they really drained his life essence, he would suffer a huge loss.

So he frantically activated all sorts of divine skills, absorbing the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy), primordial qi, and even the residual dragon vein power—absorbing whatever he could.

It has to be said that this world, perhaps because it was recently isolated from the outside world, has an energy that is many times more concentrated and pure than that outside, which is why it can support his consumption. If it were outside, and he dared to enjoy himself so recklessly, he would probably have been drained into a dried-up corpse long ago.

Even so, he found himself struggling to hold on, and hurriedly said to the three women beside him, "Transfer your power to me, quickly!"

The three women were closest to him and were already shocked by the fact that he seemed to have turned into a black hole, devouring the vital energy of this world. They were filled with worry.

Upon hearing his words, they did not hesitate at all, pressing their soft hands against his body and transferring their own power to him without reservation.

The moment they touched his body, the three women's expressions changed. They felt their vital energy surge out like a dam bursting or a river overflowing its banks, completely out of their control.

They also experienced what it feels like to be completely drained!

If it were anyone else, they might even suspect that the other party might take the opportunity to absorb all their cultivation.

But the group had already gone through life and death together for so long, their relationship was extraordinary, so they naturally had no worries in this regard.

Instead, she was afraid that the other party wasn't enough, so she tried her best to give everything in her body to cater to the other party's crazy demands.

Almost instantly, the three women felt weak all over, their faces flushed, and they could barely stand. They had to lean on each other to support themselves.

But Zuan seemed to possess a tremendous suction force, causing them to be pulled in faster and in greater quantities, leaving them panting heavily and drenched in sweat.

Normally, if the Demon Emperor saw this scene, his male instincts would make him very unhappy.

But at this moment he couldn't care less about all that, because the hairs on his body stood on end, and he felt a sense of life and death crisis in the face of those strange weapons.

He dared not be negligent. His whole body was enveloped in golden flames, and a huge golden crow appeared behind him. Its eyes glowed red, and it spread its broad wings, letting out a sharp whistle towards the opposite side.

At this moment, Zuan stood on the chariot with a cold expression, looking down at his opponent as if he were a judge.

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