As night fell, Yunjian City was in ruins. Countless houses collapsed and then turned into mist.
This city is fake, it is just a phantom projected by Kunpeng in the sea of clouds, and it will be reset every once in a while.
Lu Haochu leaned against the wall, and a protective magic circle was set up around him. Hundreds of people were resting here. He was also seriously injured, with a bandage on his right hand and a deep cut on his face.
A tank not far away had already been scrapped.
Pei Ding, who was beside Lu Haochu, complained: "Every year they send a few tanks up, but they don't seem to have much effect. It would be better to send more magic weapons."
Tanks, the king of land warfare, were almost completely destroyed within an hour on the battlefield of Yunjian City. The enemy did not need to confront the tank head-on, they only needed to cut off the tracks and the tank would become a target.
Although in theory a tank's armor-piercing shell can seriously injure or even kill a Jindan-stage cultivator (without protection), the enemy cannot stand still. There is a huge gap between theory and actual combat. In theory, tanks can kill Jindan, but in actual combat, Jindan can easily defeat tanks.
Lu Haochu said: "Magic weapons are much more expensive than tanks. Once a tank production line is opened, dozens or even hundreds of tanks can be produced in a short period of time. But magical weapons require refiners, spiritual materials, and spiritual energy. These things are very precious."
He turned his head and took a look at the wreckage of the scrapped tank.
"But it's really useless. I don't know when we can develop the rumored weapon against monks."
Many modern weapons are not suitable for fighting against monks. Experts have long proposed developing new weapons, but there has been no news until now.
Lu Haochu didn't have much hope for this, not because he was overly superstitious about supernatural powers or looked down on science and technology. It was just that the two sides had different positioning and different development directions.
Any weapon has its target. Many of the monks' methods are aimed at their peers. They have been researching for tens of thousands of years, while technology has only developed for a few years.
Pei Ding suddenly said, "Brother, the secret realm will open in two hours, so you better be careful later."
"What? Do you know how to respect the elders today?" Lu Haochu glanced at him. The two of them just had different personalities and it couldn't be said that they had any hatred.
Pei Ding said: "This year's cloud fruit is unusual, and for some unknown reason, those demons came in earlier than us. This caused the interception troops in previous years to be completely ineffective, and no demons were intercepted."
In previous years, various parts of Shenzhou would try every means to intercept non-Shenzhou forces from landing on Yun Island, and several aircraft from other forces would be shot down every year.
"Can the national defense level be moved?" Lu Haochu asked, and the answer he got was no.
"I can't move. You know, every time this period comes, those rats will appear everywhere."
“……” Lu Haochu lit a cigarette and closed his eyes to rest.
A beam of light fell from the sky, and countless people immediately looked over there. Those were looks filled with greed, fear, desire, and countless thoughts.
The Yunguo Secret Realm is open.
Lu Haochu struggled to get up and followed the main group towards the direction of the light column. Although one of his hands was broken, it did not affect his ability to cast spells.
The fighting along the way became more intense, the sky was constantly bright and dark, and countless magic spells continued to explode with brilliant light.
Dozens of monks from various government offices formed various formations, relying on the abundant spiritual energy supply to compete with the demon. They seemed to have returned to hundreds of years ago, forming a tight military formation and advancing step by step towards the light column.
The demons around them didn't pay much attention to them, but turned into streams of light, entered the light column directly, and disappeared.
After passing through the beam of light, the scene suddenly changed and they came to a vast plain. A giant tree hundreds of meters high, like a small building, stood in the center, with white fruits hanging on it.
There was a deadly fog all around, which made people afraid to go forward.
Groups of monks from all over the place, unknown demons, and hundreds of people surrounded the giant tree, staring at the fruits.
Suddenly one of the fruits fell to the ground, turned into a stream of light and flew out of the clouds, just next to where Lu Haochu's group was.
The one who is close to the water gets the moon first. Pei Ding jumped high and grabbed the fruit in his arms.
boom!
With a deafening sound, a huge flame engulfed Pei Ding. Lu Haochu threw out all his trump cards, and several talismans that he had spent so much effort on turned into ashes, and only then did he manage to save Pei Ding.
"Brother, mission accomplished..."
Pei Ding was severely burned, and his handsome face was bloody. All the magic weapons on his body were broken, and his clothes were fused with his skin. Even so, his hands were still tightly protecting the milky white cloud fruit.
"Everyone retreat! Call for reinforcements. Team 3 has obtained the cloud fruit and needs coordinated defense."
Lu Haochu's group retreated, and the nearest group of monks rushed over and entered the magic circle to build a tighter defense. Some groups in less favorable positions stopped fighting and turned around to protect the cloud fruits they already had.
At this time, another cloud fruit flew out, diverting the attention of the enemies who were originally attacking them.
Lu Haochu was at the edge of the secret realm, looking at this crazy battlefield.
Someone was extremely lucky and picked up a cloud fruit, but the next second it was crushed into powder by various Taoist magics that fell from the sky.
There are also people who are very strong and hold the cloud fruit to fight against many enemies alone, making the people around them afraid to act rashly.
However, more people could not last more than a few breaths after getting the Yun Guo. They were either killed on the spot and their souls escaped, or they let go of the Yun Guo and waited for the opportunity.
Deaths are common, backstabs are a common occurrence.
He Yu, the ghost-faced girl, and the Thousand Corpse Demon were watching from the edge, and they did not move even when cloud fruits flew over their heads.
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