The strongest starting system

Chapter 1010 Killing the Ghost King Zong
"Go to Ghost King Sect."

"what?"

The two little lolis looked at each other and spoke in unison.

"Master, didn't you mean to take us to practice?"

"That's right." Zhao Wushuang nodded, and took it for granted, "Actual combat is the best practice. Taking you there is just a chance to practice actual combat experience. Why not do it?"

"Master, that's the entire sect, there are only three of us..."

"Don't be afraid, there are people behind the master, and they can completely overthrow them."

The two looked around. In the whole carriage, apart from the three of them, there was only air and loneliness left.

……

Two days later, they finally arrived at Mount Wutong.

This is the location of the Ghost King Sect. There are more green plants near here, and there are bluestone slabs that meander to the top of the mountain.

"We pretended to be passing by and entered from the back mountain."

The little deer lying by the window of the carriage pointed to a small road behind the mountain and said.

"No, I have a way to get in."

Zhao Wushuang opened the control room, and pressed the red button on the lower left box. In the blink of an eye, the carriage changed rapidly, and the six horses galloping in the air flashed like meteors, and they were attached and assembled to form the wings on both sides.

In just two breaths, the carriage turned into a spaceship full of the power of future technology.

It is better to call it a supersonic aircraft than a spaceship. The lines of the entire aircraft are extremely smooth, and the aerodynamic operation is brought to the extreme.

Lin Lanlan and Xiaolu couldn't help but exclaimed as they felt the speed of the supersonic plane.

In the blink of an eye, the supersonic plane flew from another mountain to the gate of Ghost King Zong. It was not until then that the guards of the Zongmen discovered the UFO in the sky.

"Come on, hurry up and burn the signal flare, there is an enemy attack!"

There is a red flame blooming on the mountainside, which is the internal communication signal of Ghost King Sect.

Ghost King Zongnei.

"Quick, quick, go and guard the north gate."

"Let me take action, someone dares to attack our Ghost King Sect, I'm afraid I'm getting impatient."

Groups of disciples of the Ghost King Sect in black robes rushed into action.

The speed of the supersonic aircraft is beyond their imagination. In the blink of an eye, a distance of [-] meters can be teleported, and the speed is unbelievably fast.

The defensive array at the middle gate on the mountain had just been halfway deployed when they heard a humming sound from the sky. Looking up, an oval object emitting white smoke fell vertically towards them.

"What is that thing? Without Yuanli fluctuations, it shouldn't be a big threat."

An elder passed judgment immediately.

When the miniature missile landed on the north gate wall of Ghost King Zong, the whole place was silent for a second, and then there was a loud rumbling sound.

The solid city wall with a height of 60 meters was blown out with a huge hole. The blood of countless Ghost King Sect disciples sprayed in the air, and the flesh and blood flew across the air. The screams were endless.

The rest were dumbfounded.

The fuel propulsion cylinder at the tail of the supersonic aircraft burst out colorful flames, and the entire aircraft was pushed out by the powerful airflow, reaching the west gate almost instantly.

Another tiny missile!The two gates were directly blasted open.

Sitting in the cabin of the plane, Lin Lanlan and Xiaolu looked dumbfounded. They thought that the master would take revenge on Ghost Wang Zong, but they didn't expect to defeat them in such a humiliating way.

Two consecutive rounds of violent bombing finally alarmed the elders in the sect.

A few powerful auras rushed out like streamers.

Zhao Wushuang counted and found that the leaders were three saints, one of whom had reached the first level of a demon saint, and the other two were still at the stage of semi-saints.

It seems that Elder Hu did not lie to him.

"Who is here, don't you know that this is one of the branches of the Ghost King Sect?"

The elder of the first level of the demon saint was wearing a white robe, and his eyes were two different colors of black and gray, which looked quite creepy.

He is Taoist Qingmo, the uncle of the ghost king sect here.

Zhao Wushuang didn't answer his words, but pushed the control on the left hand side, and two black cannon barrels gradually protruded from the periphery of the supersonic aircraft.

Taoist Qingmo didn't know what magic weapon the flying object in front of him was, but when he saw the two cannon barrels, he felt a strong sense of danger for no reason.

"Stand back, start the big formation."

Taoist Cyan Demon retreated quickly, and at the same time formed seals with the other two elders, black magic horses erupted from all directions and gathered on the dome of the Ghost King Sect.

The black magic power gradually melted, turning into a big net that turned upside down and covered the entire gate of Ghost King Zong.

The three powerful demon saints in the sect are located at the ends of the black net, controlling and maintaining the formation.

"All the disciples returned to their positions and poured their magic power into the formation to meet the powerful enemy."

Taoist Qingmo yelled loudly, and slapped his palm hard on the big net, and two hideous strange birds flew out with wings, heading straight for the supersonic plane.

"Let you taste the consequences of provoking Ghost King Sect!"

Taoist Qingmo made a few seals with his hands, and the black trap gradually blurred, turning into a huge mouth.

"Oh? It's interesting that it can change its shape."

Sitting in the cockpit, Zhao Wushuang was not in a hurry to launch an attack.

The two little girls approached with curiosity on their faces, and they couldn't help but feel a little worried when they saw the large array of nets arranged by Taoist Qingmo.

The power produced by that formation might be able to obliterate a strong saint.

Can the master resist it?

"Since you are so confident, let me show you the power of modern high technology."

Zhao Wushuang pushed the push rod on the left hand side to the limit, and a barrel with a diameter of half a meter stretched out in front of the supersonic aircraft, and was connected with the other two barrels back and forth.

"Air cannon, fire."

Zhao Wushuang issued an order, and countdown numbers appeared on the cockpit panel of the supersonic aircraft.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

As the number changed, the airflow around the three gun barrels became extremely violent, and countless wind rolls swirled along it. Even the two little girls in the cabin noticed the shocking fluctuations outside.

Taoist Qingmo, who was in the Tianluo formation, naturally also noticed the intense aura generated by the air cannon.

"Damn it, it's wishful thinking to take down our Ghost King Sect with just a magic weapon!"

"Tianluo Dafa, ghosts howling."

Daoist Qingmo spread his hands, and hundreds of bats flew out from behind him,

Those materialized bats merged with the formation, their blood-red eyes gradually opened, and the pupils full of cruelty and bloodthirsty fixed on Zhao Wushuang.

"You are bound to die!" Taoist Green Demon roared frantically in his heart.

Two thick red rays of light burst out from the huge blood-red pupils.

(End of this chapter)