Chapter 1067 Where is Jiang Taichu? Come out to die
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Currently, several groups from various fields from Harvard University, Cornell University and MIT universities are collaborating on the development of such a "designable substance"—an individual substance that can be automatically assembled into tools or parts.
One of the clinical achievements is sheet-shaped materials that can be folded into three-dimensional space shapes as needed, while another epoch-making technology under development is military equipment that can automatically change positions or turn into parts and tools in response to operational needs.
Their idea is that the materials they create will run like computers.
The boundary between materials and computers will become increasingly blurred - materials are combined to be computers, and computers work like materials.
But many designs are still in the creative stage of designing.
But the humans with metal texture in front of them are as they imagined.
The following scene made everyone even more amazed.
I saw the golden man took out a gourd-like magic weapon and recited a difficult and obscure mantra in his mouth.
Suddenly, behind him, many lightnings suddenly became alive, and there were crackling sounds and crawling into the gourd.
And when his body shook, he turned into a flesh and blood body.
The yellow monk's robe and the sleeves were fluttering, the barefoot and the slim body was wide, and his eyes were cold and arrogant, as if the world was not in his eyes.
However, the skin is slightly darker and the nose is bigger, which has a bit of an Indian flavor.
After the cocoon of lightning disappeared, a beautiful woman in a gorgeous dress and a young man in a long robe also walked out, giving people a feeling of being out of the world and being in the dust.
Especially the woman was wearing traditional Indian costume sari, dazzling gems, sequins as decorations, and many exquisitely shaped headwear, necklaces, bracelets, rings, and waist pendants looked even more luxurious and magnificent, with thin embroidery.
The shadows were slim, revealing their graceful figure and round and slender legs.
It harnesses a slender waist, revealing its flat belly and navel, making it look mysterious, sexy and charming.
"This is not an alien, it is clearly humans on earth! And it is our ancient Indians! No, it is not human, it is the true god of ancient India who has descended!"
The general of the Indian Ministry of Defense immediately said with joy: "This is not the enemy, this is the appearance of the true god! I want to come forward and communicate with them!"
In fact, he has always been very hostile to Jiang Tian and Tianqing Sect.
Although the Brahmins have a relatively distant relationship with India, they are still in India and have many believers. Now that they are destroyed by Jiang Tiantuan, he feels very unhappy.
If the Western Land is willing to support India instead of invading, wouldn’t India be overwhelming the world?
Tang Linglong nodded, but did not stop him, but said coldly: "Let the visitor from Xitu return immediately, otherwise we reserve the right to use force!"
"You put down all your weapons first! Don't be rude to my Indian gods!"
The Indian general snorted coldly and retorted.
If the Western Land supports me in India, what is your Chinese Sodoni? Then we will come from behind. This is no less than an alien civilization! He took a helicopter and flew nearby, and then went to several generals and guards.
Surrounded by the crowd, he quickly stepped forward and bowed deeply: "Dear Western Turkish visitor, I am the Admiral of the Indian Ministry of Defense, I hope we can hold friendly talks!"
The man who looked like a monk didn't even look at him, and ignored many planes, giant cannons, steel defense lines, arrogantly soaring into the sky, looking down at the eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Where is Jiang Taichu, Tianqing Sect?
Come out and die!”
He spoke Sanskrit, but there were various linguists present, and they immediately translated it.
Ye Tianren was well-versed in Chinese and Western learning, and he could understand it, and his face immediately changed slightly.
Tang Linglong took a step forward, and whispered through the battlefield radio: "Please return to your Western Land World immediately, otherwise, we reserve the right to use weapons!"
The Indian general was anxious and roared loudly: "This is the god of our ancient India. Tang Linglong, you dare to take action, but we India will not agree!"
Everyone was so angry that they jumped.
Keynes shouted angrily: "Where did you put the United Nations coalition? Have you forgotten our agreement?
Are you going to openly tear openly the Earth's Joint Defense White Paper?”
"It's true as Master guessed..." Only Ye Tianren didn't look much surprised, but just shook his head slightly.
Jiang Tian had long guessed that this possibility was that India might have become an adventist with some fantasy and support the Western Land.
Moreover, Jiang Tian also said that even if India surrenders, there will be no good fruit.
No dimensional world will regard human beings as equals life. There may be a period of policy of gentleness, but in the end, it will either be extinct or enslaved.
The earth world is too small for the dimensional world and too little spiritual energy. Even if it is revived, they will not give the earth humans much space to survive.
"We India have been looking forward to and supporting the arrival of the Western Land! Please establish a base in India. Let's defeat Sodoni, defeat the United States, and the United Kingdom that once colonized us!"
The Indian Admiral knelt on the ground to the visitor from Xitu, worshipped him, and said with a flattering look: "On behalf of the Indian authorities, I will convey to you that we are willing to be your most loyal believers and slaves!"
Several other Indian generals and many guards also knelt on the ground, their eyes pious, as if they saw the true god.
The Indian nation is very magical. It is superstitious about the theory of reincarnation in the next life, polytheism, and believes in all kinds of messy gods. It does not pay attention to reality. There are many incredible things.
An old man in India once believed in Shiva, abandoned his wife, and practiced hard for forty years. In order to pursue the arrival of Shiva, he raised his right hand high for forty years and never let go, so that his right hand became ill and deteriorated, like a dead branch, and suffered a lot, but he could not.
Change their beliefs.
At this time, seeing this miracle, they immediately wavered, worshiped and were willing to be slaves.
"Bomb! Weak bug, do you want to be my slave?
"The man dressed in a monk bent down to look down at everyone, and said with a strange smile: "Do you know what my slave looks like?"
Do you think you deserve it?”
This time he spoke English, very proficient.
"This..." The Indian general looked confused and stunned, and deep in his heart, he was even a little angry.
He is a general of a country at least! In this country, he is a person with a word of contentment, and even around the world, he has a lot of voice.
But it is too arrogant to be their slave.
"Remember, ants are not qualified to act as slaves to our Western Gods!"
The monk laughed.
Suddenly, his big hand reached out, and the lightning burst out, and the general who enveloped the India instantly turned him into ashes.
The lightning suddenly disappeared and was extremely fast. In everyone's intuitive feeling, this monk was the monk who stretched out his hand and the Indian general disappeared silently from the place.
Other Indian generals and guards were stunned.
"Let's fire!"
Three seconds later, seeing him slowly raising his hand again, a guard reacted and screamed and shot him repeatedly.
Others were also awakened by the gunshots and fired one after another.
This monk raised his big hand and bullets floated in shock in the air, motionless and could not hurt him at all.
"Human weapons are so low-level! There is no soul!"
The monk raised his hand and pinched a bullet, looked at it with some fun, and grinned.
Boom! He stomped his feet, and lightning burst out like a waterfall. In an instant, within a radius of one kilometer, all Indians turned into ashes and disappeared from the spot.
The great monk shouted loudly: "You can understand that you die.
I am the monk Jianglong from Leiyin Mountain! This woman is the elite disciple of Tingyulou Ailian! This handsome young man is the elder of the guardian of the Eternal Life Sect, Luo Ming! Master Jiaye is one of his disciples
! "The elder of the Protector of the Eternal Life Sect! Master Gaye's Master! Everyone looked at the young man in shock.
You should know that the Brahmin is a descendant of the Eternal Life Sect in the earthly world. This person is actually the elder of the Eternal Life Sect, and his status is much higher than that of Master Gaye.
I saw that the young man had a handsome face and fair skin, as if he was young.
But his eyes were as indifferent as an ancient well, and he had infinite vicissitudes. I don’t know how many years he lived.
The guardian elder Luo Ming showed a cold murderous intent in his eyes and said with a grim smile: "Is this ant Jiang Taichu looking for death?
I dare to cut off my Taoist tradition in the earth world and kill my descendants! I should kill three million people on the earth to wash away the hatred in my heart!”