Portal, leading a modern army to conquer other worlds

"Immortals! The immortals over there have come to save us!" Suddenly

the village chief exclaimed, and his face couldn't help but show a look of joy.

In fact, the village chief is self-inflicted, Han Cheng doesn't want to care about the life and death of this group of mortals at all, his goal is to cultivate immortals.

At this moment, Han Cheng had already estimated the situation of the immortal cultivator, and this guy's physical fitness was several times stronger than that of ordinary people.

Maybe he is not afraid of the cold weapons of mortals, but he definitely can't carry guns.

You must know that modern weapons can still kill even if the strength of the human body increases tenfold.

I have a spectrum in my heart, and I don't panic.

Han Cheng ordered again.

"Fire! This time it's twenty meters away, and I'm going to stun this guy. The

tank opened fire again, and with a bang, Zhu Heng's side exploded again.

Zhu Heng was still curious, what the long pipe on the iron pimple was, and suddenly sparks.

Before he could react, the shell landed.

With a bang, this time the explosion was closer, and the powerful qi wave directly overturned Zhu Heng, and then ate a mouthful of mud again.

Zhu Heng is called an embarrassment, how can there be any appearance of an immortal, the village chief almost laughed when he saw it.

Good guy, it's still an alien immortal! The magic weapon is so vigorous as soon as it is shot.

Kill this shit, let you burn our village.

Of course, the village chief was scolding in his heart, and he didn't stop on his feet, and he had already run away with a group of villagers.

The immortals have to stay away from each other, in case there is a mistake, they will not suffer.

Zhu Heng got up from the ground, his face was blue with anger, and he yelled.

An immortal in his own hall was so embarrassed, what the hell are those iron lumps, dare to beat themselves, they have to burn them to slag.

Without saying a word, Zhu Heng directly pinched a trick, and a fireball flew over.

With a bang, the fireball smashed on the Type 90 tank, but the tank didn't even shake, and there was no reaction at all.

Zhu Heng's face became even more ugly, he didn't believe in evil, and a few fireballs were thrown out.

A series of explosions exploded on the tank, and there was a burst of loneliness, but there was still no response.

The

Type 90 tank, known as the Type 90-II, is the first third-generation tank of the Great Xia Kingdom, with homogeneous armor of 600 mm, and is not afraid of a small fireball at all.

Even a few people in the car didn't feel anything.

"Mr. Han, this immortal doesn't seem to be a problem, I think our thermal weapons can definitely take him down.

Number One said excitedly.

Han Cheng nodded, this immortal cultivator must not have a high level of cultivation, and the two shells have already explained everything.

However, Han Cheng didn't dare to fire any more, if the distance was closer, this thing would die, and the gain would outweigh the loss.

It was still convenient to injure him, and immediately Han Cheng grabbed the machine gun in the tank and aimed at Zhu Heng outside is burst of shots.

The 12.7mm machine gun on the tank fired, and the sudden tongue of fire shot out a string of white light, sweeping a line in front of Zhu Heng's body.

Zhu Heng hurriedly stepped back, hurriedly pinched a trick, and first put a protective shield on himself, a water shield.

A blue fluorescence loomed around him, but then another shuttle of bullets flew and landed at Zhu Heng's feet.

The water shield on Zhu Heng's body flashed several times, and he was obviously hit by a bullet.

However, this water shield failed to block the bullet, and suddenly a sharp pain came from Zhu Heng's calf, and blood flowed.

He was hit and could no longer get up after falling.

"Made, what the hell are these guys?" Zhu

Heng gritted his teeth and scolded! His mood at the moment was desperate.

I thought I could have a big harvest today, but I didn't expect that I was going to die, God was just joking with him.

The No. 1 and other special combat soldiers in the car were impressed by Han Cheng again.

"Mr. Han, your marksmanship just now is very accurate, have you practiced it!"

Han Cheng smiled and didn't answer, but ordered.

"Strike, catch him with a catch. By the way, let's bring gas masks.

"Yes!"

Soon several infantry fighting vehicles stopped, and twenty heavily armed soldiers jumped out of the combat vehicles, and from a long distance, one by one, they aimed at Zhu Heng with a net launcher.

Zhu Heng stared at his frightened eyes, and saw that the long black pipe was still aimed at him, and the strong sense of oppression made him tremble.

At the same time, he saw a person coming out of the iron lump, and said in his heart, could this iron lump be a puppet?

And how can these people be mortals!

Zhu Heng did not find any aura fluctuations in the warriors, not mortals or anything.

All of a sudden, his heart was unbalanced, and he couldn't swallow this breath for a group of mortals to make such an embarrassment.

"If you dare to hurt your immortal grandfather, give me death!" Zhu

Heng threw out of his arms and at the warrior in the distance, and then pinched his hands and shouted.

"Boom!"

boom, the porcelain bottle exploded, and a cloud of purple powder splattered from inside.

"Hahaha! You mortals have all been poisoned by my giant centipede, and soon you will bleed to death.

Zhu Heng suddenly laughed excitedly, this bit of poisonous powder was something he had worked so hard to configure.

For this reason, he also caught several giant centipedes to extract venom, and he didn't want to run away a few days ago.

Originally, this poisonous powder was used as a killer weapon for the last fight, but now I can't care about it, and I must kill them when it is used on these mortals.

Zhu Heng was full of expectations, such a poisonous powder could have a miraculous effect against a cultivator in the triple Qi cultivation period, and dealing with these mortals would definitely make their death ugly and painful.

When the time comes, these mortals will surely roll on the ground in pain, wail, and then kneel and beg for an antidote to themselves.

Hahaha! This game is about to turn over!

Zhu Heng was crazy in his heart, but the reality poured cold water on him.

After about half a minute, the group of fighters was still fine, and nothing happened at all.

At the same time bang...... The nets were launched.

Under the cover of the sky like a net, Zhu Heng's leg was injured, and he couldn't escape at all.

can only be caught in the net inside and outside a dozen layers, this time Zhu Heng is like a big zongzi, it takes a lot of effort to move.

"Made, let go of me, don't you mortals want to live?"

Zhu Heng was still shouting.

However, several warriors had already approached quickly, and then squirted at him with cans.

Zhu Heng suddenly let out a pig killing scream, this Nima was more uncomfortable than killing him, and tears flowed loudly.

"Don't spray, I'll take it! I'll take it!" Zhu

Heng was really scared! What is this thing more terrible than his poisonous powder!

I can't stand it at all!

Then Zhu Heng was brutally pressed down, and his hands and feet were chained, cold and hard.

Zhu Heng wanted to resist, but found that the more he resisted, the tighter he received.

His heart was full of horror, what kind of guys are these mortals, how can they be so powerful, anything can govern themselves well.

Thinking of this, Zhu Heng's heart was gone, and there was no trace of resistance.