Chapter 747
The Pulling Machine Ring is obtained together with the Heavenly Tribulation Bone.
Zhou Shu probably paid more attention to the Ring of Opportunity than the Bone of Heaven's Tribulation. Although the bone of Heaven's Tribulation was rare, it was too far away from him after all, while the Ring of Chance was not.
Rubbing the quaint ring in his hand, Zhou Shu slowly input a little energy.
The crystal-like light suddenly shines from the surface of the ring, flows along the runes, and quickly lights up the entire ring.
Accompanied by a wisp of green smoke, a tall monk strode out.
Send God.
The cultivator was as tall as a mountain, with a long beard hanging down to his waist, and holding a gilt long lance in his hand. His face was extremely heavy, and he shouted angrily, "Who is here?"
The sound was like thunder, spreading hundreds of miles away, and the air in the entire secret realm seemed to vibrate.
Zhou Shu was slightly puzzled, but he didn't say anything. He could feel that there was no primordial spirit in the phantom, but pure divine thoughts, which could only convey information and could not answer people. What he said was useless.
"I am not of my race, I will die here today!"
The cultivator swung his lance horizontally, and a wave of force rushed out, instantly creating a storm of wind and clouds.
But Zhou Shu who was standing in front of him remained motionless, no more than before, such spiritual thoughts no longer threatened him.
The monk waved it for nearly a hundred breaths, and when he was exhausted, he put down the spear and sighed on the ground, "The old man is also confused. How can someone who can open the ring of pulling the machine be a foreign race?"
The monk raised his head and looked straight ahead, "No matter who you are, if you associate with a foreign race, I will definitely kill you!"
Zhou Shu nodded solemnly, "Senior, don't worry."
Although the divine sense will not know the truth of the promise, Zhou Shu will definitely promise such a big deal, and before leaving the Xuanhuang Continent, it is impossible for him to hook up with other races.
The monk put down the spear, and suddenly there was a picture scroll in his hand.
The picture scroll was in his hand, and gradually unfolded. The picture scroll was very large, and it was nearly ten feet long when it was completely spread out.
"Write it all down, you only have one hour!"
The monk suddenly shouted, "This is the crystallization of all of us on Baijing Island, we must not miss it! We must not let the foreign race go!"
Zhou Shu raised his eyes and looked at ten lines at a glance, but he never forgot. After a short time, he understood many things.
The Yanji Sect is the sect that is most passionate about formations and mechanisms in the Xuanhuang Continent. There are a large number of elite immortal cultivators in this sect, but because of this, they are squeezed out by the big sect and forced to relocate from North Luzhou to the East China Sea.
It has to be said that the wisdom of human beings is infinite. After thousands of years of research, the research on the gate array has reached a very high level, especially their most enthusiastic teleportation array, which can be done without the huge resources of ancient times. It is close to the technology of the past, and more people can be teleported, and it is more convenient. It seems that the restoration of the teleportation array in ancient times is just around the corner.
In fact, they have already built a teleportation array on Qianji Island, which can teleport between several islands, and the teleportation distance exceeds 50,000 miles.
"The prosperous age is about to reappear in our hands! In the East China Sea, all cultivators can go wherever they want!"
The immortal cultivators who led the machine gate were very excited. They knew that if the development continued, the ancient prosperous age of immortal cultivators would inevitably reappear in the East China Sea.
But the sky does not obey people's wishes. After thousands of years of peace, the sea clan who are unwilling to stay in the sea joins with the demon clan outside the sky, and once again attacks humans from the East China Sea.
There are seventy-two gates in the East China Sea, and the gates are in danger.
Pull the door to bear the brunt.
The Sea Clan and the Demon Clan, who have always been lacking in wisdom, coveted the teleportation array technology to an indescribable degree. The huge army passed through many obstacles and surrounded the Jiji Island.
Above the East China Sea, black clouds are pressing down on the city, and there are hundreds of millions of sea and demon clans, like the tide.
A great crisis has come.
It may also be the biggest crisis in Xuanhuang Continent.
If the teleportation array falls into the hands of foreign races, the end of Xuanhuang Continent will not be far away.
Compared with human beings relying on elite immortal cultivators, alien races have always been suppressed by numbers, everyone is a soldier, endless, far more than human immortal cultivators.
Now there is a natural line of defense to resist the aliens, but with the teleportation array, it is completely different. The defense line is useless. Think about it, countless alien troops reach every corner of the Xuanhuang Continent with the teleportation array. withstand? Immortal cultivators can only rely on the sect to protect themselves, while other human beings are gradually approaching extinction. Without ordinary human beings, immortal cultivators are like trees without roots, which will disappear sooner or later.
"The alien invasion is our sin!"
The elders who led the door realized that their own sect might have done a wrong thing, a big mistake that might ruin mankind.
Technology that changes the world should not appear in this world without the ability to protect it.
Now is not the era when great powers emerged one after another in ancient times. The alien invasions that could be easily solved by the great powers are impossible to solve now. There have been no great powers for 20,000 years. Every foreign invasion is a disaster in the Xuanhuang Continent.
"It's too late to destroy it now!"
The elders made a quick decision.
With indescribable reluctance, many immortal cultivators personally destroyed the teleportation array that they and their sect had spent thousands of years in three days, and all the inheritances related to teleportation were destroyed in large numbers. Part of it was secretly hidden together with the many treasures of the pull door. The part about the teleportation has a lot of restrictions, only up to three people can be teleported, which is useful for cultivators, but it has no effect on the aliens who rely on the number of people.
As for the many immortal cultivators on the island, they fought against the alien race until the last moment with the belief that they must die.
"The mistakes we made will be borne by us! Today, tens of thousands of people are leading the gate, and they will die!"
Qianjimen launched the ultimate array deployed on the entire island of Qianji Island, blowing up the entire island, and countless alien races, as well as Qianjimen disappeared.
During the First World War, the entire army of Qianji Island was wiped out, 99% of the monks fell, and the rest were seriously injured waiting to die. The Qianji Gate existed in name only.
The tragedy of the war with the alien race is really hard to describe, and every sect has suffered heavy losses.
However, Yanjimen is also a little different. They think that the war started because of them, and it would be difficult to face the world of cultivating immortals if they survived, so with the idea of atonement, they made a plan to die and die with the alien race.
The several islands belonging to the Qianji Gate perished one after another in the battle with the demons. Like Qianji Island, they all launched a self-destruct formation, but Baijing Island was a little different. After several battles, Baijing Island There was basically no fighting power anymore, so before the demons invaded, Baijing Island chose to sink, and sank into the vortex of the seabed, which was hard to find.
It didn't self-destruct, and was the last and only hope for the Dragon Gate.
The few seriously injured monks really couldn't bear the complete extinction of the Yanjimen lineage. They left a lot of information, hoping that future generations will get it and continue the Yanjimen.
After reading this, Zhou Shu couldn't help but sigh.
Compared with most of the cultivators who are only for themselves, this group of cultivators who are obsessed with technology are really decisive and great.
It is admirable.
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