Chapter 246 Cultivation: Awakening of Technological Power 36

After clearing the field, Jiang Lan began to arrange the launch platform.

Lieyang Zhenjun had long known that his disciple had a space ring with a large capacity, but when she kept taking out a lot of things, he found that he still underestimated the capacity of this space ring.

Even the knowledgeable Lingxiao Saint looked at this space ring curiously.

"My dear disciple, could this ring of yours be some kind of divine weapon? It has such a large space, yet there is not even a trace of spiritual power fluctuation."

"I heard that some powerful people's Sumi rings can grow flowers and grass, and there are spiritual springs and so on. Mine has no other advantages except that it is a little bigger."

Lieyang Zhenjun rolled his eyes at her, "Have you read some cultivation novels again? How can there be such a Sumi ring? Even your master doesn't have one."

"Master, stop talking about the ring, come and help assemble the launch platform."

Missile launching is a very detail-oriented matter. Every link must be seamless, and there is no room for error.

In human history, there was once a country that had an accident when it was testing an intercontinental missile.

The missile exploded on the spot, directly killing hundreds of weapons experts on the scene.

As a result, the country's subsequent missile weapons research has come to a standstill.

After assembly, Jiang Lan checked every place more than three times to ensure that there were no mistakes.

"Okay, all in place, ignite and launch!"

Three missiles flew out quickly, like three burning meteors across the dark night sky.

After Jiang Lan took back the launch platform, everyone began to evacuate. After all,

they bombed the other party's base camp, so it is safer to run away early.

When I came, it was too smooth, as if I had used up all my luck.

When I went back, it seemed that I had poked the nest of the demon cultivators and attracted a large number of pursuers.

There are only three human cultivators here, but there are tens of thousands of demon soldiers over there, and even many high-level demon cultivators have joined in.

Ants can kill elephants, but Jiang Lan will not look down on these low-level demon cultivators.

Quantitative change leads to qualitative change, and the human wave tactics are also very scary.

"Master, cover me for a while, I will deal with them."

"Don't worry, with your master here, no one can touch you."

The power of the Mahayana cultivator is extremely terrifying. The sword of Lingxiao Saint shocked the nine heavens, and the wind and clouds changed color in an instant. Wherever the sword passed, the demon cultivators turned into powder, and the grass and trees turned into dust.

At the same time, Jiang Lan's robot army also appeared in full force.

These robots are fool robots, and the program set is extremely simple, which is to judge the attack target through thermal imaging analysis.

In short, they will chop anyone they see until they die.

"What is this? My good disciple, you are really good at making trouble."

Why is it something new?

Saint Ling Xiao looked at the silver-white robot army with a metallic luster in front of him in amazement. These puppets really look like real robots.

"These are robots. They have a simple program installed on them, and some small shells are designed on their arms. After they are activated, they will attack the living things around them indiscriminately until the energy is exhausted."

Saint Ling Xiao soon saw what indiscriminate attacks meant. After seeing the demon cultivators, these silver robots rushed up directly.

Some used knives to chop directly, some used small shells to bombard, and some even used their arms to directly pull.

"My dear disciple Sun, why are they different?"

Jiang Lan was a little helpless. "Grandmaster, time is too tight. Some robots' weapons haven't been installed yet, but I took them all out and used them."

"My dear disciple Sun, you are really a genius in refining weapons. No wonder Su Su must follow you!"

This may be the highest level of praise in the heart of Saint Ling Xiao.

The effect of the mechanical army is very significant. Most of these pursuers are low-level demon soldiers who are used as cannon fodder to consume the spiritual power of the monks. For

high-level monks, dealing with these pursuers is like using a cannon to kill a mosquito, which is a pure waste of spiritual power.

But using robots to deal with them is very appropriate.

Robots have no flesh and blood and no sense of pain. They can only mechanically execute orders to attack.

Even if their heads were cut off, it would not affect their movements, and they would still maintain the state of attack, which could be called an undead army.

Although the demon cultivators were thicker-skinned than human cultivators, they were still made of flesh and blood after all. They were no match for a group of metal opponents, and they were quickly chopped into meat paste.

Looking around, there were corpses of demon cultivators everywhere.

The ground was dyed red, and the air was full of the smell of blood.

When they came here, they were afraid of exposing their targets, so they all traveled alone.

Now that their whereabouts have been exposed, they are fearless.

Saint Lingxiao took out his top-grade spirit boat, and everyone got on it.

"The demon soldiers really didn't catch up. My dear disciple, your robots are really good. When will you give some to your master to play with?"

Before Jiang Lan could say anything, True Lord Lieyang jumped out.

"Master, please don't be disrespectful. How can a Mahayana saint ask for things from his own disciple? Aren't you ashamed?"

"I'm not taking it for free. I'll exchange it with you. Then you can go to your master to choose. Take whatever you like. Your master has a lot of good things." "

Master, robots are very simple. Changheng Sword Sect has a special production line. There are many in the factory."

"That... what missile..."

This unreliable master is really getting more and more presumptuous and rampant.

"Master, there is really no weapon with such great power. The materials are hard to find and the things are hard to make. In addition, there are strict requirements when launching it. It is easy to blow yourself up."

"Forget it..."

The life of a cultivator in the Mahayana period is very long, and Saint Lingxiao still cherishes his life very much.

After sitting on the top-grade spiritual boat, the speed of rushing increased several times, and soon everyone returned to the territory of human cultivators.

"Saint Lingxiao, you are back, the other saints are looking for you?"

As soon as he came back, someone came to look for his master. Jiang Lan thought something big had happened and was a little worried, but the result was somewhat ridiculous.

The demon cultivators began to retreat on a large scale three days ago. After they retreated to the Abyss Demon Realm, they completely lost their trace.

The cultivators in Cangyang Continent always felt that something was wrong.

Even the Mahayana Saint became wary, fearing that the demon cultivators were holding back a big move.

In fact, it was not holding back a big move, but the demon cultivators' lair had been blown up. If

they don't go back, the demon world will be in chaos. It's almost like they are fleeing in panic.

This time the demon cultivators were seriously injured, and it is estimated that they will not be able to recover within a thousand years.

Jiang Lan, who turned the whole battle situation around by herself, and the Changheng Sword Sect behind her, were very low-key, hiding their merits and fame, and quietly became a spectator like everyone else.

After returning to the sect, Jiang Lan became a teacher of refining weapons, teaching everyone scientific methods of refining weapons publicly on the Internet.

The power of culture is always endless. Even if she leaves this plane, there will still be people to protect the peace and prosperity of this land in a few years.

In the blink of an eye, several decades have passed, and Lieyang Zhenjun has successfully transformed into a god and turned into Lieyang Daojun.

And Jiang Lan, who has achieved the great perfection of the golden elixir, seemed to have pressed a pause after returning from the battlefield, and there is no chance to have a baby anymore.

More than ten years passed like this, and Jiang Lan felt that her realm had finally loosened.

The spiritual power in her body began to run wildly, and she was finally going to have a baby.

Jiang Lan arranged everything, and originally thought that having a baby was a natural and smooth thing.

Unexpectedly, she was struck by a thunderbolt and her soul was shattered!

Before she died, she seemed to hear a distant voice coming from her ear, which seemed far and near and unclear.

"Too many sins..."

Is this the legendary way of heaven?