"What is this?" The Demon Emperor's eyes narrowed. He had roamed the world for countless years and had seen all sorts of things.
But I've never seen anything like this before.
The object in the other's hand appeared to be a magical artifact. It was clearly not a divine or immortal-grade weapon, or even a heavenly-grade one, but he could still sense a chilling killing intent that surpassed that of many famous magical treasures.
Not to mention him, even Yan Xuehen and the other two women stared at him with wide eyes. They had fought side by side for so long, and they had never seen him use this weapon before.
A strange light shone in Zu'an's eyes as he slowly chanted, "Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, the six senses are pure, the depleted uranium bullet spins three thousand six hundred times in one breath, with great compassion to save all beings."
The Demon Emperor and Yan Xuehen were somewhat puzzled. Since there were Taoist sects in their world, there were naturally also monks. They knew what a Bodhisattva was, but how could this thing in front of them be connected to a Bodhisattva?
Of course, they didn't know that this was a meme that Zuan had seen on online forums in his previous life. The only thing comparable to the Gatling gun that saves lives is the Maxim gun that brings the dead back to life.
Previously, Zaun was limited by the fact that he had seen too few high-level weapons in this world, and the number he could conjure was insufficient to deal enough damage to the Demon Emperor.
The thought of insufficient firepower naturally brings to mind those guys on the battlefield in my previous life.
However, that was a technological world, while this is a cultivation civilization. Zuan wasn't sure if he could successfully transform, so he just tried it out and unexpectedly succeeded.
Holding the Gatling gun in his hand, Zaun immediately felt his back straighten up: "Demon Emperor, you were quite arrogant just now."
Hearing his flippant tone, the Demon Emperor's face darkened: "Do you really think that you can be my opponent with just a dark, tarnished fire poker?"
"A fire poker?" Zuan's face showed a strange expression. "Then let's taste this fire poker."
Without wasting any words, he directly aimed at the Demon Emperor and pulled the trigger.
Blue flames spewed from the black muzzles of the guns, accompanied by a deafening roar, as countless bullets poured out.
The Demon Emperor, who had initially looked disdainful, immediately changed his expression.
What is that being shot at?
Arrows?
No, it's much smaller, almost like an arrow.
Moreover, it was extremely fast, so fast that even he almost didn't react in time.
Each of these items possessed the power of a sharp sword strike.
Since it was their first encounter, he didn't dare to take it head-on and quickly used his previous skillful footwork to dodge.
Unfortunately, the Gatling gun is all about firepower coverage, and the network of interwoven bullets is much denser than the dozen or so Heaven-rank weapons that Zaun conjured up before.
No matter how he tried to dodge, there were some bullets he couldn't avoid.
Left with no other choice, golden wings suddenly appeared behind him, their feathers transforming into streaks of golden sword energy. When the wings closed, the golden sword energy intercepted all the incoming bullets.
Zuan secretly admired him. This Demon Emperor was really amazing. With such a high rate of fire and such a dense barrage of bullets from the Gatling gun, he was able to block every single one.
At this moment, Yan Xuehen and the others were even more shocked than him. It was only natural that the Demon Emperor was powerful. Those golden sword energies were indeed powerful, but they were only for defense.
The scene before us is Zu'an suppressing the Demon Emperor. If this gets out, won't it shock the world?
Moreover, the strange weapon in his hand seemed to be extremely lethal to the army. Unless the army had set up a defensive formation in advance, they would be completely mowed down by this thing.
The Demon Emperor was extremely frustrated. He hadn't immediately dodged through space to test the power of the weapon, and now it was too late to do so.
Normally, the time it takes him to traverse space is extremely short, but the intervals between the enemy's hidden weapons are even shorter!
Each of these hidden weapons is incredibly powerful, though not fatal to truly top-tier experts.
After all, they could destroy a mountain with a single blow, so these hidden weapons were a bit lacking in power.
But the sheer number of these hidden weapons was overwhelming. He was confident that he could withstand a hundred of them with his own defense, but thousands of them were being unleashed in the blink of an eye!
If he relaxes even slightly, he could easily be riddled with bullets. After all, compared to various attack methods, cultivators' defenses are obviously weaker. This is not a problem in normal times, as they have too many ways to dodge or defend, and they would never be foolish enough to take the hit with their bodies.
Unexpectedly, such powerful firepower existed in the world, so they could only defend themselves in a frustrating manner.
The golden sword energy formed from his feathers was far more powerful than a single hidden weapon, but its quantity and frequency were inferior, forcing him to exchange one sword energy for one or a few hidden weapons, which caused him to suffer considerable losses.
If the opponent's hidden weapons were unlimited, even if his cultivation level was far higher than the opponent's, he might still be worn down and die here.
However, he remained calm, not believing that such a powerful hidden weapon could be unlimited.
Sure enough, after a while, the originally black barrel of the gun in Zuan's hand was now completely red-hot, and then suddenly it exploded with a bang.
Given Zuan's current physical strength, this explosion wouldn't hurt him.
He secretly lamented that the conjured Gatling gun did indeed have a shorter lifespan compared to the real one, and shouldn't have broken down so quickly.
At that moment, a wave of dizziness flashed through his head, and he was startled. He thought to himself, "I just fired a bullet, so why do I feel like my body has been hollowed out?"
He felt a chill run down his spine. It seemed that using the "Divine Pattern Weapon Diagram" was not without its price. It must have consumed the vital energy within his body. Fortunately, he possessed several divine skills, so his vital energy was inexhaustible. If it were an ordinary grandmaster, having just conjured so many heavenly-rank weapons plus a Gatling gun, he would probably have been drained dry long ago.
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