Minghui introduced it in detail.

For example, when a person passes between the two poles, the infrared hot-wire psychic cutting device hanging in the air will immediately emit a scorching laser and cut the person in half.

Sticky spirit bullet thunder!

You don’t have to step on it, as long as you pass nearby... it will immediately eject, stick to your body, and then explode!

Cruise tracking missile.

It will automatically sense the heat source and launch automatically!

Because the alien beasts are too cunning, they don't have much technological aspects. They are all detected based on thermal energy and cold energy, which is much more convenient.

Minghui said seriously: "These are all equipment that I have forced to eliminate because they are old, but you can rest assured that they are new and old. It will not be a problem to use them for another ten years!"

It seems that he also knows that this is Fang Zheng's need.

He risked his life just to avoid dancing to the Pure Land again.

"Are there enough ammunition?"

"As much as you want."

Minghui said proudly: "At worst, there will be twenty-eight military drills every month... This is not a problem."

Fang Zheng: "………………………………"

He thought about it silently in his mind.

There are very few spells.

However, engraving the talisman on the bullet is not a simple process. The normal process is to engrave it on paper first, then peel off the spiritual pattern and leave it on the bullet!

With more than two thousand talismans, I would have to stay awake for at least a few days!

But the fierce artillery fire was occasionally mixed with spell attacks...there were also bombs and lasers, landmines and bombs.

Fang Zheng feels that unless the cultivator has a true barrier around him.
Chapter completed!