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Chapter 1107 Misty Lian Curl "Jun in the Cloud"

The two large UAVs that Kelin flew mainly perform tasks such as delivery, spraying pesticides, and firefighting in forest areas. The two large UAVs are equipped with atomization spraying devices and high-pressure water cannon spraying devices respectively.

And Colin Flying used this thing as a weapon.

With precise control, colored mist to block the line of sight, and high-pressure water gun.

The two drones that Colin flew retreated while fighting, all the way down.

In fact, Lin Ke's strategy is very simple.

They don't ask for merit but for nothing. As long as their two drones land safely, it is considered a victory.

They did really well, but unfortunately, their opponent was Gu Xiaobai.

At first, Gu Xiaobai was hesitant to give his fellow villagers some face, but the fellow villagers didn't give him face.

Gu Xiaobai didn't intend to hold back either.

He retracted his wings and spread them out, avoiding the spray of the high-pressure water gun, and then flicked his right hand.

A stream of light flew out.

With two sounds of "Puff", the long sword that Gu Xiaobai threw out actually pierced the two drones directly through a gourd.

In the next second, the flames flashed, and two drones full of gasoline exploded instantly.

"Boom! Boom!" Amidst the two explosions, two clusters of sparks exploded in the sky.

The flames engulfed Master Yun, causing exclamations on the ground.

Could it be that Master Yun also injured himself?
But a few seconds later, there was a flash of white light in the flames. Seeing that Master Yun's wings passed through the flames from the explosion of the two drones unscathed, everyone present didn't know what to say.

This thing is really unscientific!
Damn, is this really a human?
In the sky, a long sword fell rapidly in the sky.

Because it was affected by the explosion, it flew obliquely at an extremely fast speed, like lightning falling from the sky.

And behind it, Master Yun, who restrained his wings, followed closely, and then took one of them into his hands.At that moment, the light flowed, as if capturing a bolt of lightning in his hand.

Master Yun turned around in the air, inserted the long sword between the wings behind his back, and disappeared.

Then volley stood in the air, stretched his wings, and fell slowly.

Next to it, several helicopters took pictures of Gu Xiaobai from a distance, recording his expression into the camera.

The audience was surprised to find that Gu Xiaobai's face was a little sad, a little lonely, and a little disappointed.

At this moment, Gu Xiaobai's "Secondary Soul" erupted.

In Gu Xiaobai's heart, there is really a feeling of being alone and seeking defeat.

He stood upright in the air, staring at the venue of the air show below.

So many exhibitors, so many technology experts, so many aircraft.

No one dared to come up to a one-on-one confrontation with him.

He saw so many different ways of flying, so many jet aircraft, but none of them could compare with the mini turbofan he just built.

Even the more mature propeller helicopter drones are no better than this in terms of performance.

It can't even compare with my "Wings of the Wind", how can it be compared with my mini turbofan?

This world is so big, no one is my enemy!
I thought I had just left Novice Village, but who would have thought that I had already fought in front of the final boss?

If the road is only so short, what's the point of walking?

The next road, should I wait, or continue walking alone?
But what's the point of walking alone?
If He Shisong and the others knew what he was thinking right now, they would definitely spray him to death.

What a genius?Can you look down on the heroes of the world?
You have only done one copy of the mini turbofan now, and there are other copies waiting for you!
But at this moment, Gu Xiaobai had indeed seen the end at the very beginning.

The two emotions were intertwined, making him merge with some imaginary image in his mind.

This feeling of invincibility.

This kind of power that no one can offend.

Is this the majesty of the king in the sky?
Gu Xiaobai closed his eyes, and at that moment, he felt as if he had become the legendary Yun Zhongjun.

In his mind, the previous battle had also turned into a war in the heavens.

Alien gods from all directions challenged the majesty of Yun Zhongjun in the sky, and competed for the only priesthood.

Among them, some are riding on rumbling flying chariots, some are riding the wind, some can lay nets, and some can use poisonous clouds and summon waterspouts.

But in this sky, there is only one person who can control everything——Yun Zhongjun!

His pair of wings shine brightly in the sky, his long sword triggers lightning, a long howl of thunder arrives, and his breath gathers clouds.

He is extremely elegant, yet majestic and infinite.

He is the king in the sky, no one is his enemy!
He draws his sword, and in the distance, Zhong Jun drums the gods and bells and drums to help him.

He danced the sword, Mr. Xiang blew the jade flute, and Mrs. Xiang blew the pan flute.

He killed the enemy, and Dongjun drove a celestial horse and galloped towards him in a golden chariot. The sound of horseshoes came from afar, and Dongjun's shout was faintly heard: "Leave one of the enemies for me."

But the last enemy fell from the sky covered in blood.

Above the nine heavens, among the clouds, he stood in emptiness, looking down.

Below, the ignorant and foolish people are singing and dancing to worship him, trying to please him.

But the cloud is not to be pleased.

He is neither sad nor happy, he is neither kind nor indifferent.

He just watched forever, but it was unpredictable.

Whenever someone looks up, he can always be seen.

But never the same shape.

In the sky, Gu Xiaobai's fingers trembled slightly, as if he was playing an invisible instrument.

The invisible melody and countless musical instruments flowed in his heart, the passionate sound of bells and drums, and the high-pitched jade flute and panpipe, but there was an eternal melody, echoing in the ethereal curls.

Gentle, but not offensive.

majestic, but does not answer any prayers.

Changing, but always the same.

Gu Xiaobai opened his eyes, he knew how to arrange the music.

Sometimes, the inspiration of art comes from inadvertently.

Gu Xiaobai was still debating whether to compose the music first or install his mini turbofan on a suitable aircraft.

Now, everything has come to fruition.

In his brain, the various simulated musical instruments vibrate on their own, forming a strong rhythm, a high-pitched melody, and neat chords.

But the original melody of "The Lord in the Clouds" got rid of the shackles of rhythm, melody, and chords, and wandered between harmony and dissonance. It seemed to violate almost all musical theories, and the changes were almost weird.

But that feeling of being unable to be restrained and constantly changing has a particularly shocking power.

On the ground, everyone was watching the big screen.

A gust of wind blows, and a wisp of cloud and mist fills the air.

When the clouds and mist pass by, the boy has disappeared.

(End of this chapter)