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Chapter 889

The real person rang the bell in his hand louder. This kind of sound wave could not be heard by ordinary people, but because the sound wave was too strong, it caused a strong wind, blowing on the person's face like a knife.

No one took it too seriously. This is the Gobi Desert, so windy weather is normal.

The military technicians continued to direct the drilling downwards. The current drilling speed was only one-tenth of that during the day, and it took a long time to drill down one meter.

A technical soldier ran over and saluted the commander: "Sir, we have almost reached the drilling limit of the equipment."

"What, reaching the limit so quickly, how can you go wrong?" he said.

The technical soldier replied: "Normally when we dig a well, it is only 350 meters at most, and the maximum length is 400 meters. It has never exceeded 400, and now it is 430 meters."

The most common use of this equipment is to dig wells. Due to the depth of the wells, the quality of the groundwater pumped up is very high. It only needs simple filtration to be comparable to mountain spring water.

"How many meters deep can you drill?" he asked.

"Five hundred meters." The technician glanced at the rotating drill shaft and said: "By the time we get to 500 meters, if we still can't drill anything useful, we have to hire someone else. It is said that the equipment of the oil drilling team can Drill deeper.”

The officer waved his hand and said: "Keep drilling down, maybe you will get the results soon."

"yes."

Most of the experts have also taken a break. If nothing special happens, they will analyze the soil samples tomorrow morning.

Ding dong…

The bell once again "clicked" the flying sword in mid-air. No matter how hard Qin Feng tried, he could not move. The opponent's bell was really weird. The sound waves it emitted could not only be used for attack and defense, but also confuse the opponent's mind. .

Fortunately, Young Master Qin received counter-influence training at a very young age. After becoming a cultivator, his ability in this area not only did not decline, but actually increased.

Ice pick, stone.

Stone is a new spell he learned during this period. It can produce a stone the size of a basketball out of thin air and strike the target with precision. It is as powerful as an ice pick.

But what he needed to deal with was a cultivator whose level was even slightly higher than his own. It was difficult for ordinary spells to work. He cleverly combined the two spells together and let the stone push the ice pick, which increased the speed of the ice pick. About double.

The ice pick quickly fell from the sky and instantly pierced Lao Dao's spiritual shield.

The opponent's spiritual shield was very strong, and it was blessed by sound waves. The ice pick could not pierce it. Because the kinetic energy was transferred to the ice pick, the stone's speed was much slower, but it still accurately hit the tail of the ice pick for the second time. , giving it another forward thrust.

Not only has Master Wuwei never tried this method of attacking twice in succession, he has never even thought about it.

Under his extremely surprised gaze, the sharp front of the ice pick successfully pierced the spiritual shield and hit him.

Bang...

His body flew backwards. Although a cultivator is very powerful when attacking others, his body is always the weakest part. As long as the shield is broken, he is no different from an ordinary person.

He spurted out a mouthful of blood, which was enough to allow him to retreat in time. Otherwise, he would have been seriously injured. To this day, he still can't figure out why spells can be relayed. This is simply shocking.

Is it really because he sticks to the rules and refuses to innovate that a self-taught boy thinks of it?

In fact, not only him, but Lin Caiwei was also shocked when Master Qin proposed this idea, and she didn't believe it could succeed at all.

But the fact is that Qin Shao successfully mastered this technique after only using it twice, and most other girls can also master it. On the contrary, Miss Lin, who has the deepest understanding of cultivation, still cannot do it until now.

After a successful move, Qin Feng did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him. Instead, he stood on the spot and smiled and said: "How about this move of mine?"

The old man took a few deep breaths to calm down the surging breath in his chest. He gritted his teeth and said, "Young man, you are really unexpected. I have to say that I lost to you."

The old Taoist's words were very meaningful. He was talking about the fact that he accidentally lost a move, not that he was completely defeated by Qin Feng.

Mr. Qin shrugged and hummed: "Whatever you think, you are no match for me, so you'd better leave quickly. It was you who took the initiative to spar with me just now, so I can't be blamed for this."

Master Wuwei sneered and said: "Don't worry, I'm not as petty as you think. Since it's a competition, I have to recognize my fists and my feet. I won't retaliate against you for this. However, I still adhere to the rules of the world of cultivation. There is no master." Everyone can get it, although you can defeat me, but can you defeat the entire world of cultivation?"

This sentence carries a strong threat.

Qin Feng smiled and said: "Then give it a try. To be honest, I have many tricks to deal with the world of cultivation. If you dare to be tough, I will expose you in all directions. As long as you think it is appropriate, I have nothing concern."

The old Taoist was trembling with anger. If people knew that there was still a group of cultivators hidden in this world, God knows what kind of trouble would happen.

First of all, everyone will ask, since you are so powerful, why did you turn a blind eye when Mao Huaxia encountered internal and external troubles, and why did you not want to be left alone when Mao had a strange phenomenon and there might be a treasure?

Although this question may seem simple, no one can answer it.

He said angrily: "Don't forget, you are also a cultivator."

"You are right, but I know more clearly that I am a Chinese." Qin Shao hummed: "As a member of the Chinese nation, I have the responsibility to protect things that belong to the country and the people."

This is what a high-sounding person means. People who don’t know it will definitely think that he is a real patriot.

Shit, I'm not as noble as you think. I just used this as an excuse to take the treasure as my own. When the time comes, neither the secular world nor the cultivation world will think that I did it.

"You..." the old Taoist pointed at his nose and said, "As a cultivator, you are willing to be the government's hawk. You are willing to degenerate."

Qin Feng retorted: "I was not a member of the cultivation world before, and I am not now. As for whether I will be in the future, that is a matter for the future. So no matter what I do, it has nothing to do with the cultivation world. I will not serve as a hawk for the government." , is it for the cultivation world? Well, the government, the country has at least given me something. What has the cultivation world given me? Old man, I tell you one last time, leave here immediately, otherwise I really won’t. You're welcome."


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