"This kind of power is already comparable to the power of a single blow in the Immortal Realm."
Zhao Han murmured. Yang Ning's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He knew about the immortality realm. The most direct impression of this realm is that one can live forever if one reaches this level, at least a thousand years of life. Zhao Han said that the power of an atomic bomb explosion is
A power that is comparable to the realm of immortality, doesn't it mean that the cultivation system in this world seems to be just that, and it is not as capable of destroying the world and the universe as in the novel.
This made Yang Ning feel slightly relieved. To be honest, he was really worried that his system would not be able to handle Qi Practitioners in the later stages.
Zhao Han took a deep breath, feeling that the soles of his feet were a little weak, and said in a concentrated voice: "So, you are planning to die with me!"
Yang Ning shook his head: "Of course not, who wants to die if he can live? Senior is afraid of death and I am afraid of death. I just hope that senior can sit down and say, don't overwhelm me just because of your ability. Senior asked me to join the purple
It is impossible for the Yun Sect, but I can sell my weapons to the Ziyun Sect, and everyone will win, and everyone will be happy."
This time it was Zhao Han's turn to be stunned and lost his voice: "You are willing to sell those weapons to Ziyun Sect. Aren't you a cooperative relationship with Qingyun Sect?"
Yang Ning was surprised: "Senior, where did you come to this conclusion? It is true that I have a cooperative relationship with the Qingyun Sect, but this does not mean that my weapons are only provided to the Qingyun Sect. I am a businessman, and businessmen pursue profits, so naturally I have to
You have to maximize your own interests. The Qingyun Sect is just my client, and the Ziyun Sect can also become my client if they want."
Yang Ning smiled mysteriously and said: "Let me tell you another secret, senior. The weapons in my hand are not just automatic rifles. There are also many more powerful weapons than rifles. Seniors may wish to consider them."
Zhao Han's face changed with uncertainty. The more he knew that Yang Ning had mastered extremely powerful weapons, the more eager he was to take Yang Ning to the Ziyun Sect and serve the sect. He could use mortal iron to create something that would threaten the Qi practitioners.
Weapons, and also possesses an atomic bomb with the power of a single blow in the Immortal Realm. If he can mass-produce such weapons, then the glory of Ziyun Sect is just around the corner!
However, Zhao Han looked at his feet, and the hairs under his clothes were trembling. He didn't dare to act rashly now. The atomic bomb was buried under his feet. He was a qi practitioner in the Knowing Fate Realm, and he was still far away from the Immortality Realm.
To leave, the gap between the two is like one sacred and one mortal. If the atomic bomb explodes, he really has no hope of getting out alive.
Zhao Han took a deep breath, knowing that he couldn't control Yang Ning: "You said you have a weapon stronger than an automatic rifle, show me."
Yang Ning did not get up, but took out a weapon illustration and handed it to Zhao Han. Zhao Han looked through the illustration, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became. From time to time, he raised his head and stared at Yang Ning's head, as if wondering what it was like.
Only with his own mind can he come up with so many weird ideas and create so many powerful weapons.
There are a dazzling variety of thermal weapons in this illustration, ranging from a pistol that can be held with one hand, which has the lethality only for body-tempering realm Qi practitioners, to various artillery, anti-aircraft guns, tanks, guided missiles, etc., which can even be used in
With a weapon like this that can kill an opponent thousands of miles away, Zhao Han asked himself if he was targeted, could he escape or resist?
Zhao Han was breathing rapidly, looking at Yang Ning as if he was looking at a huge treasure house. At this time, he no longer had the idea of letting Yang Ning join the Ziyun Sect. What he wanted was to control Yang Ning by himself. If he could control the young man,
This world must have its own territory!
"It's a pity, this guy is a cautious person."
Zhao Han put away his desire and said: "Give me a copy of all the weapons in this illustration."
Yang Ning suddenly looked embarrassed: "Senior, it's not that I underestimate you, but the price... are you sure you can afford it?"
Zhao Han sneered, he was a great expert in knowing destiny, and he had huge wealth in his hands. Could it be that he couldn't afford something made of ordinary iron?
He turned to the road and took a closer look. He took a breath of air on the spot and yelled: "This thing is obviously made of ordinary iron, but why is it so expensive?"
Yang Ning reached out and said helplessly: "Senior, iron also pays attention to its grade. What I have here seems to be ordinary iron, but it is actually an alloy. The grade is higher than ordinary iron by an unknown amount, and the material is second. This craftsmanship
The craftsmanship is the big deal. You think the price is too high, but here I think the price is too low, so I am suffering."
Zhao Han calculated the wealth required for all the weapons in the illustrated book, and compared the wealth he had at his disposal. He was speechless. It seems that he has thought too much. Sure enough, there is balance in the world. Since the weapons are so powerful, the price
It will be relatively expensive, and things like picking up bargains...
Zhao Han looked at Yang Ning maliciously. The young man was lying on the sofa, enjoying the leg-beating massage of the little fox. When he saw that he wanted to look at him, he grinned, showing a childish and innocent smile, but he didn't know what was in his hand.
When did a remote control appear? He kept playing with it in his hand. The bright red buttons on the remote control stimulated Zhao Han's nerves.
Zhao Han cursed in a low voice: "This shrewd little fox!"
Closing the illustrated book, Zhao Han thought for a moment and decided not to annoy Yang Ning and die with him, so he took out three thousand spiritual stones and placed them on the table. As soon as the spiritual stones were put down, the rich spiritual energy filled the whole house instantly.
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The little fox stared straight at him, and the movements of his hands stopped unconsciously. Yang Ning breathed rapidly and stared at Zhao Han with longing.
Zhao Han's face was full of pain. It seemed that three thousand spirit stones were a big fortune for him. Zhao Han gritted his teeth and said: "I also want to order a batch of automatic rifles here, which are better than those in the hands of Qingyun Sect."
One batch is more powerful."
"The Qingyun Sect's automatic rifle uses 556 bullets, which have a smaller bullet hole. My car has a 762-hole rifle, which is more powerful and more lethal."
Zhao Han is quite satisfied. He actually prefers those bombs and artillery. But now he needs to arm the sect disciples first, and the price of those weapons such as bombs and anti-aircraft guns is too high, and they are one-time treasures, which can be used to deal with only a batch of automatic rifles.
For the Qingyun Sect, it is overqualified and underused.
The two confirmed the order, the amount of ammunition and the number of magazines, and then Zhao Han left with satisfaction.
The middle-aged man flew up, in mid-air, with murderous intent brewing in his heart. He didn't know if he could kill Yang Ning if he left a magical power here and then flew twenty miles away and then detonated it.
He thought for a while and shook his head: "Forget it, the living Yang Ning is more valuable than the dead Yang Ning. I have no chance now, but as long as I can find the opportunity, then I can also have the ability to establish a sect.
Yang Ning's status as a strong man will be maintained for the time being, and I can control him later when I have the ability."
With this thought in his mind, Zhao Han sped away.
In the house, when the little fox saw Zhao Han walking away, he ran to Yang Ning's side and said with great admiration: "Young master is really a god. He actually predicted that someone would be unfavorable to you, so he hid a piece of gold under the ground at home. The atomic bomb scared away even the elders of Ziyun Sect. Young Master, you are so powerful."
Yang Ning smiled slightly and reached for the spirit stone on the table. He heard a popping sound. Jiuer was shocked to see Yang Ning's legs weakened and fell to the ground. He still tried his best to climb towards the spirit stone: "Master? Are you doing this? very?"
Yang Ning couldn't exert any strength in her legs, so she tried her best to crawl towards the Three Thousand Spiritual Stones and said in a trembling voice: "Jiu'er, come here and give me a hand. I can't use my legs and feet and I can't stand up."