In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone.

Chapter 570: Cloudless Desert [Please vote and subscribe]

Master Wang, who had been busy for half an hour, looked at the three to five meter-class new mechas moving around on the platform and immediately smiled with satisfaction.

Mechas are actually meant to look cool.

They do not conform to the principles of aerodynamics, and the air resistance is huge when they fly sideways; in order to maintain their human form, they have to sacrifice some of the space for ammunition and energy storage.

It can be said that except for the good role played by mechas on specific battlefields - such as when Commander Fu Jian drove a giant mecha pillar blade beast - on the vast battlefields in space, the cost-effectiveness and energy efficiency are completely defeated by cylindrical combat vehicles.

For this group of outstanding disciples from the third generation of the Sword God Palace, whose lowest rank is an eighth-grade celestial being, these mechas are far more handsome than practical.

Even the latest "spiritual" mecha developed by Mudan can only significantly increase the spirit and strength of spiritual practitioners like Amina.

This amplification effect is dispensable to this group of sword cultivators.

However, the ability of the mechas to carry nuclear bombs and their cool sci-fi appearance still made this group of sword cultivators, especially the male ones, show great enthusiasm.

After they completed the tutorial, they flew around in their mechas.

Some sword practitioners with outstanding comprehension, such as Feng Zheng, have already begun to use mechas to hold giant swords and try to perform some sword moves.

Even with a layer of mechanical barrier, it is still difficult to achieve the state of unity between man and sword.

Wang Jixuan secretly broke into a sweat.

Finally, these gossipy sword cultivators were temporarily sent away.

"Well, I still need to find an opportunity to formally reject Senior Sister Bai Ning's offer."

"Wang Jixuan, Wang Jixuan, the worms in the Heavenly Dao want to kill you now, and anyone who gets involved with you will be in trouble."

'Don't dwell on your feelings, cherish what you have now.'

Taoist Wang strengthened his resolve, hid in a corner and continued to meditate, examining his mechanical army.

Mudan reminded, "Boss, a large number of cultivators have appeared over there. Because the news spread quickly and it is located in the center of the fairyland, many independent cultivators and small sects have rushed over."

“What are the exact numbers?”

"I estimate that there are more than 400,000 or 500,000 independent cultivators. There are a lot of battles taking place on the edge of the desert, and there are also several temporary trading towns."

Peony hums a few words:
"I confirmed the information several times and mobilized more satellites to monitor the area. I can confirm that the Red Snake is hiding in that ancient battlefield.

"The better case scenario is that she has already sneaked out.

“This way we only need to spread the news later to attract some attention, which may attract her over.

"The worst case scenario is that she is still hiding in the ancient battlefield and has no way to escape. In that case, we may have to prepare to nuke this place."

Wang Jixuan nodded: "Don't involve too many innocent people."

Mudan said, "There should be few innocent people who come here to search for treasures driven by greed."

"You can't say that."

Wang Jixuan sighed softly and said:
“Cultivators strive to become immortals, and immortals strive to achieve immortality.

"As long as one does not intentionally harm the interests of others for one's own benefit, one should not be called a bad person."

The peony hums softly.

She silently revised her own moral concepts to align them with her master.

"Well then," Mudan said, "I will modify the battle plan and try to target Yushen Palace and the Dark Cult later and try to eliminate their living combat forces."

"can."

Wang Jixuan said softly, slightly distracted by the situation in the second base.

The future is unpredictable, so just adapt to circumstances.

……

At the same time on Earth, in a building outside a military base called the 'Sacred Tree'.

The skeleton robot painted silver-white woke up from the corner, slowly walked to the sofa and sat down. Its movements were light and smooth, and its electronic eyes flickered slightly.

The residual soul of the wanderer of the three realms is now attached to this mechanical body.

He was thinking about the 'command' from the fairy world.

Yes, in the eyes of the Wanderer of the Three Realms, it is his 'original body' that is giving orders to the 'clone'.

[Kill Ye Zi and continue to prepare the combat force to snipe the dark cult's earthly tentacles. ]

"Ugh."

The Wanderer of the Three Realms sighed.

He crossed his legs and pressed a few switches at hand. The wall next to him slowly became transparent and the ventilation device delivered purified air.

If his mechanical body was covered with a simulation module, it would be almost indistinguishable from a real person.

But the Wanderer of the Three Realms rejected this seemingly good proposal.

Mainly, he didn't want more women to fall into an unhappy situation of being crazy and obsessed with him because of his handsome face and glowing personal charm.

Do you really want to kill the leaves?

The Wanderer of the Three Realms himself was somewhat hesitant.

Ye Zi was originally a chess piece of his, a chess piece used to break out of the cage and escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

But later on, Ye Zi became extreme and stubborn, and killed too many innocent people, leaving his hands stained with blood... The Wanderer of the Three Realms must also bear some of the responsibility for these sins.

In a sense, he, who helped the Ina civilization defeat other civilizations 600,000 years ago, had his hands stained with blood and indirectly killed thousands or tens of thousands of times more innocent people than Ye Zi.

The Wanderer of the Three Realms feels that the simple moral concepts judged by personal feelings are not applicable to their existence that transcends the ordinary social system.

There are some fallen leaves floating outside the window.

It is autumn again in this area.

The Wanderer of Three Realms was a little upset, because he knew that he could not disobey the order either from an emotional or practical point of view.

One is that it was also his choice back then, to abandon the remnant and reborn as the original body. The remnant had to bear the huge cause and effect of destroying the balance of the Immortal Forbidden Land, while the original body practiced for the third life. So now he should listen to the original body.

The other is that Peony's clone and Peony's original body maintain a certain quantum synchronization state;
Mudan can directly call upon all the machines on Earth, and even all the machines in the entire Immortal Forbidden Land where there are Earth civilization fleets.

Peony wanted to kill him and Ye Zi without any effort.

Fortunately, Mudan generally respects him.

Even though Mudan didn't think that this remnant of his second life could have anything to do with the word "master".

"Why don't you ask Professor Shen?"

The Wanderer of Three Realms raised his eyebrows slightly.

He thought of the increasingly magical professor, the short woman with a divine brain who could see through the essence of things with just one glance.

The wanderer controlled the skeleton to stand up and walked out of the lounge.

Outside is a long circular corridor that wraps around the trunk of the giant tree and connects all the main roads in the entire research base.

The prodigal son strolled around with his hands behind his back.

When the mechanical guards saw him, they would stop and salute;

Occasionally you would meet some human researchers, who were all in a hurry, with gloomy faces and furrowed brows, indicating that they had endless scientific problems to solve.

Professor Shen's laboratory is nearby.

The purpose of Langlangzi's mechanical body staying here was to make it easier for him to chat with Professor Shen.

Arriving at the laboratory gate, Langlangzi opened the appointment interface, found a hidden dialog box and entered a string of emergency codes.

Soon, Shen Qionglin appeared at the door, stood on tiptoe in the 'new air chamber' and looked outside.

Shen Qionglin turned around and was about to go back to do the experiment.

"Professor Shen! Here is Wang Zheng's order!"

Shen Qionglin paused and went to the locker room not far away. Soon he appeared in front of the wanderer.

"What instructions?"

"Why don't we find a place to drink tea and talk slowly?" The prodigal son said immediately, "I promise that what I say is absolutely not a lie. You can look into my eyes."

"Your eyes are just sensors and light emitters."

"My spirit is here too."

"Okay, you have ten minutes." Shen Qionglin lowered her head and walked towards the lounge next door, where there was her exclusive rest area, with a comfortable sofa, a single bed for a nap, and the exclusive mechanical guard equipped by Mudan.

Two cups of strong tea exuded a light fragrance;
Langlangzi briefly stated Wang Jixuan's request.

"Execute Ye Zi?"

Shen Qionglin asked:

"Isn't Ye Zi imprisoned by you in the City of Psychic Energy? Isn't this something you can do with just a command? Ye Zi's own strength should be equivalent to that of a cultivator in the Jindan realm.

“I have all her external elixir information, but it’s not of much value.

"As you said, Waidan Dao is just a way for people without talent to gain some strength and prolong their life."

"Yes," said the wanderer, "but there is still a mystery about Ye Zi, that is, how she completed the rebirth of her soul."

Shen Qionglin shrugged: "Didn't we use the Cloud City and a small amount of psychic technology?"

"Psychic technology does not involve the soul. This is my creation. I can assure you."

The wanderer said:

"I am able to survive because of the Stone of the Past."

Shen Qionglin's eyes flickered slightly: "Didn't you ask her?"

"She didn't answer," Langlangzi said, "I suspect she doesn't know at all, and she herself is confused... But she did complete her rebirth in the Cloud City."

Shen Qionglin folded his arms and leaned back on the sofa, his brain thinking rapidly.

"That's not the reason why you don't want to kill Ye Zi."

Shen Qionglin said softly:

“Too many accidental events have occurred in the Cloud City. Your residual soul and Xiao Hua Ting’s residual soul from her previous life are both related to the Cloud City.

“And these events can actually be attributed to the influence of the Stone of the Past.

“You’re hiding the guilt you’re feeling deep down, aren’t you?
"Killing Ye Zi will make you fall into self-doubt and self-denial, and feel that you deserve to die, right? Mr. Prodigal."

The prodigal son smiled wryly and nodded.

He said, "You are right, this is the real reason...but the mystery I mentioned also exists."

Shen Qionglin tilted his head and fell into deep thought.

A few minutes later, she reminded him, "You can go and talk to Peony's clone first, otherwise you won't be able to protect Ye Zi. I still have a few experiments here. Wait for me to freeze the topic at hand and go to the Cloud City with you."

"Okay...should we prepare the dissection table for you?"

"Need not."

Shen Qionglin said calmly:

"Move the equipment that Ye Zi had in the laboratory over there. I can let her experience all kinds of cutting-edge technology."

The prodigal's expression was indescribable.

The mechanical guard at the side said:

"I have learned the news. Because it takes a certain period of time to share data with the 01 consciousness, we can report to the master together after the research results are obtained."

The prodigal gave a thumbs up.

He was indeed being monitored!

This powerful and terrifying peony!

……

Fairyland, the edge of the Broken Cloud Desert.

The reason why the Broken Cloud Desert has such a name is that in ancient times, a great war broke out here, causing the sky to darken and the mountains and rivers to collapse.

After the war, this place was transformed into a pale white sea of ​​fire for tens of thousands of years. The sky was cloudless, and those floating clouds would be evaporated in an instant.

That is why it is named Duanyun.

About two months ago, just as the excitement in the East China Sea was over, cultivators of all races in the fairy world were talking about the mechanical monsters, and all kinds of strange phenomena began to appear in the Broken Cloud Desert.

First, a bloody sandstorm covered most of the desert, blowing directly out of the Broken Cloud Desert and almost burying several large cities;

Then, a large number of bones began to appear in the Duanyun Desert.

These bones look like living people, but they don't have any soul power.

They wander around the desert during the day and bury themselves in the sand at night.

According to the monks' observations, these white bones all grew out of the sand.

Initially, this news was just for curiosity's sake, circulating in the towns and cities near the Broken Cloud Desert. But when a necklace hanging around the neck of a skeleton was discovered by a cultivator to be a top-grade fairy treasure, the entire Broken Cloud Desert suddenly became lively.

Most of these immortal treasures are incomplete;
But there is no room for picking up bargains in the fairy world today.

Faced with such an opportunity, a large number of independent cultivators flocked to the place.

There are quite a lot of treasures on these bones. New groups of bones are discovered every day. Each group of bones can carry hundreds of treasures, many of which are complete.

The carnival lasted for more than a month.

Just twenty days ago, two pieces of news spread like wildfire, making Duanyun Desert the most popular place in the fairy world.

[A cultivator wore the jade pendant that was taken from Bai Gu, and died mysteriously during his cultivation. His soul was devoured by the blood evil spirit, and blood flowed from all his orifices.]

[The battlefield of the ancient war is about to return from the cracks in the twisted universe. There are powerful skeletons, supreme skills, and countless treasures on the battlefield. ]

The Gun God Palace was also attracted by this news.

The Sword God Palace was brought here by the Gun God Palace.

At this moment, the Glazed Cloud Platform carrying the third generation disciples of the Sword God Palace has docked at the edge of the Broken Cloud Desert.

The twenty or thirty disciples formed a circle and began to discuss what to do next.

The 'coachman' Lu Xuande was watching with a smile;

Although he was a Golden Immortal, he didn't utter a word.

These disciples of the Sword God Palace follow the principle of whoever is stronger is right, and most of the speakers are from the first and second rank celestial beings.

What a coincidence, Wang Jixuan is a second-grade celestial immortal, and one with relatively rich experience.

"I think this is a bit strange."

Master Wang speaks the truth:
“Instead of rushing out to grab the so-called advantageous position, it is better to study the secrets of the bones first to see if the bones were deliberately set up by someone.

"We in the Sword God Palace don't lack those treasures, right?"

Feng Zheng smiled and said, "Although there is no shortage of treasures, the more treasures the better, so that we can give them to the Gun God Palace and the Slaughter God Palace."

Another disciple laughed and said, "What if there is a peerless sword?"

The disciples immediately became motivated to fight.

Wang Jixuan said solemnly: "Even if there is a peerless sword, those Golden Immortals would have taken it away long ago. They can enter and exit this kind of ancient battlefield."

The disciples suddenly lost their fighting spirit.

It is also because they have high vision and are devoted to swordsmanship. If they are disciples of other forces, they will also be very interested in treasures that even the Golden Immortals look down upon.

Wang Jixuan said: "I suggest that we proceed cautiously and focus on supporting the Gun God Palace. My companions are not considered collectively for the time being, and I have my own way to find a rescue."

Feng Zheng asked: "Junior Brother Wang, do you have a portrait of your companion? Or, can you describe whether he is a man or a woman, and what he looks like?"

"Well, maybe in your eyes, she is not a human being..."

"Monster clan?"

"It's not really a demon, the soul is definitely human... Anyway, it's a bit complicated to explain."

Just as Taoist Wang was about to ask Mudan to draw a portrait of the red snake in human form, a beam of light suddenly shot out from the sky.

The coachman Lu Xuande raised his hand lightly and took off the jade talisman wrapped in the flowing light.

The Golden Immortal weighed it and looked at Wang Jixuan:

"Nephew Wang, this is for you. The signature is from Master Zhihui. I have verified the Dao rhyme and it is indeed the deputy leader of the secret sect."

(End of this chapter)