The difficulty of killing and destroying is different.

For example, if Tong Zhengyang explodes at full speed, it can break the sound barrier. Even if it is a nuclear bomb, it is very likely to be avoided by it.

The zombie king has not yet recovered, and its magnetic field has affected the entire Xiya Mountains. Tens of thousands of people have been twisted in their hearts and become zombies. If they completely recover, not only the flying sky will be said, and there will be no problem with the ground evacuation, and the nuclear bomb will be avoided.

But at this time, it was suppressed in the golden coffin and it was greatly reduced to destroy it.

With Daxuan's technological level, it is possible to throw it out of outer space, or even be more ruthless and directly throw it into the orbit of the sun, so that it can be captured by the sun.

Of course, if even the sun cannot be burned to death...

Then, there is no need to consider other methods.

"This golden coffin cannot be destroyed easily..."

An Qisheng touched the golden coffin lightly, and the hands were cold and cold.

The material of this golden coffin is special, so it will not be too troublesome to destroy it, but the zombie king Zhu Shang inside is not so easy to destroy.

As the Taoist 1 says, it is rooted in the resentful aura of heaven and earth, and it is almost immortal and the principle of its existence is not understood.

It would be fine if it could be completely destroyed. If the golden coffin and talisman were destroyed and the talisman was first escaped, the problem would be huge.

"We can only temporarily blockade and send people to garrison until there is a proper placement method to deal with the golden coffin."

Taoist Juechen glanced at the talisman on it and guessed An Qisheng's concerns.

I don’t know what material this talisman is, but if it is accidentally damaged, it will be a big problem.

"No need to send someone."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly:

"I'll stay here lately."

Zhu Shang's spiritual imprint has not been collected yet and the world coordinates have not been found. He will not leave the golden coffin.

This zombie king has no chance of getting out of trouble, and to him, it is a treasure.

"You want to stay here?"

Taoist Juechen frowned, thinking that An Qisheng was afraid of the people from the Special Affairs Bureau's random tests and released the zombie king.

He nodded in agreement: "It is not easy to garrison on a large scale here. If you are here to guard it, it is foolproof."

Daxuan is the two poles of the world, and it is vaguely a dominant world. Many nearby countries cannot be without fear. If they station troops in Mufeng, the problem will be great.

Even the Special Affairs Bureau itself has hidden dangers.

"If Daxuan figures out a reliable method of destruction, I can leave at any time."

An Qisheng glanced at the dim night and sat cross-legged in front of the golden coffin:

"The rest of the aftermath and explanations will be left to the Taoist priest!"

His existence was probably on the special affairs bureau’s list of key concerns as early as when he defeated Mulong City. If it weren’t for this zombie king, I was afraid that someone would have come to talk to him.

Looking at the ancient times, the warriors were like gods and Buddhas on land. Even now, it is quite a threat to some people.

Xuanxing has also had precedents of confronting the government for hundreds of years.

Of course, seeing the great master of God is also a physical body, so it is impossible to fight against the army. However, seeing the assassination of the warrior of God is too great.

For example, when Mulong City moved overseas, it had overshaved some of the big names in overseas countries.

Naturally, his existence will be noticed by people.

The reason why he showed his power in front of the Taoist Juechen was to avoid some things.

Taoist Juechen naturally understood this truth.

He nodded, took off his Taoist robe and threw it to An Qisheng, and turned around and left:

"Don't worry, Xiaoyou An, there will be no unopposed person to bother you. In Daxuan, the old Taoist still has some face!"

Taoist Juechen naturally has this confidence.

He joined the army as a young man and became a monk in middle age. For decades, he made friends with noble officials, wealthy chaebols, elites from all walks of life, and had few disciples, but he also held important positions. The captains of the special forces like Yazi were all his disciples.

He has connections and prestige, and what he says will naturally have weight.

An Qisheng's skill is higher at this time, and it is not easy to reach this level.

More importantly, he didn't feel that way.

Taoist Juechen floated away and soon disappeared into the darkness of the snow-capped mountains.

An Qisheng, wearing the generous Taoist robe of Juechen Taoist, took out a bottle of fasting pill he left behind and took one pill.

Then close your eyes and look inward to realize your own changes.

Huang Ting's twenty-four body spirits are just empty fingers, and the body spirits that can be condensed are not just this number. At this time, he only condensed the prototype of the five internal organs and wanted to condense the perfect Taoist foundation.

There is still a long way to go.

.........

"Sure enough, as the magnetic field at the strange source weakens, these zombies are dissipating..."

Looking at the zombie that suddenly fell under the scorching sun not far away, Wang Zhixuan's eyes lit up.

The cleaning of the Xiya Mountains was not very smooth. Even with strong firepower support, it could not withstand the team's infection from time to time, and there were heavy casualties and injuries.

If it weren't for the strange magnetic field dissipating and becoming extremely weak three days ago, they would have been afraid that the casualties would be even greater.

In the computer, Yinglong's cold and unwavering voice came out:

"Data analysis, without the support of the magnetic field, these zombies will not exist for more than thirty-six hours. You should retreat. The casualties of these three days are meaningless."

"Yinglong, data is not everything."

Wang Zhixuan shook her head slightly:

"There are survivors in the Xiya Mountains. If they clean up the first day, their chances of survival will be greater. We cannot just consider gains and losses."

Yinglong is Daxuan's top artificial intelligence, and its data calculation and tactical formulation are all top.

It’s just that artificial intelligence is just artificial intelligence and cannot understand human emotions.

The army exists to protect the personal safety of the people and cannot be measured by simple data.

Just like for a few overseas Chinese, they can drive warships to evacuate overseas Chinese, it is incomprehensible to artificial intelligence.

“Unable to understand.”

Ying Long responded coldly.

Wang Zhixuan was too lazy to argue with it, so she closed the computer and stood up:

"Where is the Qinglong?"

Not far away, Ya Zi, who was carrying a long alloy sword, turned back when he heard this:

"The materials applied for have been sent, Qinglong is going to deliver materials to Mr. An..."

Although An Qisheng did not have any clear requirements, the emperor was not short of hungry soldiers, so naturally there would be no shortage of supplies.

Daxuan is the world's number one economy, so why do you still care about these things?

"Mr. An..."

Wang Zhixuan looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and her complex expression was a bit complicated.

In just one month, each other's status has undergone earth-shaking changes. A month ago, I had not just needed a phone call to him.

Now, her boss Qinglong has to deliver supplies to her.

What happened to him this month?

Wang Zhixuan is in a complicated mood.

But next to an armored vehicle not far away, Yi Feibai, holding a gun, was quite excited.

"It's true that what I have can also follow me to enter the blessed land of reincarnation..."

Yi Feibai squeezed the gun and muttered to himself.

Before, he entered the blessed land of reincarnation again, but unexpectedly, the guns he was holding appeared simultaneously.

The gun in his hand was a standard gun from the Special Service Bureau, which was much more powerful than ordinary guns.

Although the swordsman named Zhao Qiandu is powerful, he was defeated by him under his long-range shooting.

It also gave him a twelve chain sword.

But what excited him was not this sword technique, but the meaning of this matter.

This gun can be brought in, so can modern weapons such as sniper rifles, high-explosion grenades, etc. be brought in?

.........

Woo ~

The cold wind blew across the golden coffin, and there seemed to be howling sounds.
To be continued...