Chapter 749 Of Course Not Looking Back

When Jing Jiu just raised his right hand, the two scientists shouted nervously.

"Stop! Don't try!"

"Are you crazy! Even if you are the most powerful liquid metal robot, it is impossible to break through the force field, you will be injured!"

Jing Jiu understood what the two men said, but he didn't quite understand the meaning of those words.

What is a force field? How is it related to the energy field mentioned earlier? What is a robot? That force field is impossible to break through? What does this mean?

As soon as he woke up, he used his sword consciousness to do an inner meditation, and confirmed that the amount of immortal energy in his body had recovered a little.

He has no opponents in Chaotian Continent, how can there be any magic weapon to stop him in this backward place?

Clap, clap, countless crisp sounds echoed in the empty laboratory.

Hundreds of sword lights emerged from between his palm and the air, circled around at an extremely fast speed, and finally returned to his side.

He actually failed to break through this invisible barrier!

Feeling the distorted feeling of the surrounding space, Jing Jiu thought to himself, could this be the so-called energy field or force field?

There is no magic weapon in Chaotian Continent that can completely change the structure of space.

This fairy world is a little backward, but it is interesting.

He took two steps back and looked at the metal walls. A sword light lit up in the depths of his eyes. He quickly found a relatively weak spot and a center among the thousands of instruments and energy flows behind the metal walls.

The finger pierced through the air, and a glamorous sword light shot towards the metal wall, but was blocked by the invisible barrier halfway, and the sword light turned back with a snap, and landed on him.

This invisible barrier can stop Wanwu's sword, but it can also stop the insubstantial sword light. Jing Jiu's expression became serious.

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Seeing the sword lights flying around the high platform and the sword light that Jing Jiu swung at the end, the male scientist squatted under the instrument table, holding his head, and shouted in shock: "What is this? Is it a three-type condensing light! Could it be a human-shaped laser weapon!"

When he saw the sword light being bounced back by the energy field and landed on Jing Jiu, he was even more frightened. He waved his arms and shouted nervously, "Be careful! Be careful! Don't hurt yourself!"

The female scientist said in as calm a tone as possible: "Please calm down, we should talk, we have no malice towards you, don't try again, no one can break through the energy field, it will only hurt yourself."

Jing Jiu could understand their language but couldn't speak it.

That's not why he refuses to talk.

The real reason was that the invisible barrier blocked his way, like a fence.

This is a cell, and he is a prisoner.

Negotiating while in captivity was unacceptable to him.

He looked at the two scientists.

Line of sight relative.

The male scientist's eyes became a little blurred, and the female scientist's breathing became a little heavy, and she suddenly turned and walked to the console.

They were not bewitched by Jing Jiu's beauty, but a strong will appeared in the spiritual world, which they couldn't resist.

The invisible barrier called the energy field can distort space, block matter and sword light, but consciousness can penetrate through it.

Jing Jiu ordered the two people to let go of themselves, but found that this kind of mental control could not be absolutely precise.

Two scientists sat in front of the console, looking dazed, not knowing what to do, their fingers moving aimlessly on it.

Someone in the distance is walking towards this side, and it should be the thing called the energy field that has attracted attention.

Jing Jiu looked at the previously discovered nerve center behind the wall, and once again conveyed his will to those two people.

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A light blue mask appeared and then disappeared, and the invisible barrier was lifted.

When Jing Jiu left, he thought of one thing. He turned around and walked back to the unconscious two people. After thinking for a while, he took off the woman's coat and put it on himself.

These clothes are naturally not as good as the dozens of white clothes in the Shenmo Peak cave, but fortunately they are also white, and women's clothes should always be cleaner.

The outside is a larger space, with an unknown number of floors, and countless light and dark passages passing through it. From the walls to the floor to the ventilation pipes, most of the things are made of metal.

Jing Jiu confirmed once again that this is a world rich in mineral resources.

It was difficult to walk on the metal ground without making a sound, and during this time he heard the footsteps of at least dozens of people coming from various places.

He didn't make any sound, and he didn't worry about being discovered by anyone.

How can the people here do things that even the heavenly demons outside the territory can't do.

He was walking in a very long passage, the light from above was natural, a bit dark, and he naturally thought of the road leading to the brother's cell under the Qingshan Sword Prison.

Suddenly, he noticed two waves of breath sweeping at high speed from both ends of the passage.

In the universe, he can disguise himself as a meteorite, but what can he pretend to be here? The wastebasket? Or turn into a butterfly and fly away?

Just when the two breath waves were about to fall on him, he turned into a sword light and flashed to the right.

Quietly, a tiny and extremely sharp gap appeared on the extremely hard metal wall.

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On the other side of the metal wall was a small room, and there were some cups and things he didn't know. Judging from the hidden vitality fluctuations of those things, they should be some kind of magic weapon.

The door was pushed open, and two men in white clothes came in, looked at him slightly startled, nodded in greeting, and then went about their business.

——It seems that this kind of white clothes is what they use to judge each other's identities.

Jing Jiu thought to himself that it was probably the same as those sect costumes in the practice world, such as the sword shirt of the Qingshan sect.

With a light beep, boiling water was poured into the cup, and a faint tea fragrance rose.

Jing Jiu actually didn't have a sense of smell, but he could analyze the subtle differences in the aromas, and confirmed that it was more than 33,000 times worse than the tea made by Gu Qing.

To his surprise, the method of transforming spiritual energy of the magic weapon was very ingenious, boiling water was much faster than the silver charcoal stove and iron kettle on Shenmo Peak.

A man picked up a cup of tea and asked, "Would you like a cup?"

Jing Jiu noticed that this person had a metal ring on his hand, and the other person also had it on his hand, and thinking that the two people he had fainted earlier also had, he thought it was probably something like a token.

He shook his head and walked outside.

The man didn't pay much attention to it. He raised the teacup to his lips and blew a few breaths, then suddenly froze, a little absent-minded.

The companion asked, "What's wrong?"

"The experiment in the past two days may have been a bit hard, and I was a little dizzy just now."

The man took a sip of tea, and laughed at himself, thinking otherwise, how could such a beautiful face appear in front of him just now.

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It was very easy for Jing Jiu to get a bracelet, but if the bracelet had to match the aura of the owner before he could leave... that would be a bit of a hassle.

He came to a remote and quiet room, looked at the cobweb-like pipes on the roof, and found that his mood was a little messed up, just like these pipes.

It is not the fear of the unknown, which only makes him excited, nor the vigilance of danger, which only makes him have a clearer sense of existence, and then joy.

He just finds it really annoying to do these purely transactional, procedural, meaningless things like dodging, changing clothes, looking and leaving.

He did this because he felt that even though the Immortal World was much behind than he imagined, it was an Immortal World after all, so he should keep a low profile.

But this is really annoying and a waste of time.

He looked at the pipes on the roof and, for no apparent reason, decided to change course.

A breeze blew up in the room and carried his figure away.

Dozens of cracks appeared on the pipes on the roof, and then collapsed one after another, like snakes that had been cut into countless pieces.

In the core area of ​​the heavily guarded base, an extremely bright sword light appeared.

The sword light flew upwards.

Regardless of whether it is the hardest alloy interlayer or the most high-temperature-resistant composite material blocking the front, it will break open when it encounters that sword light.

The most frightening thing is that the speed of the sword light is so fast that the base's monitoring equipment can't capture it clearly, and can only vaguely calculate that the speed should have surpassed that of a feather-class warship.

A piercing siren sounded in the underground space, the warning lights on the platforms on each floor began to flash rapidly, mobile guards dispatched at the fastest speed, the laboratory began to be partitioned and isolated, and the top-secret data in the computer began to be filed in depth.

When all these things had just started, the sword light had already flown out of the base and arrived at the only entrance leading to the outside world.

There is a powerful automatic weapon base in the cliff here, which houses a powerful laser main cannon. At this time, it has begun to adjust its posture and aim at the exit.

Jing Jiu didn't know what the main laser cannon was, but he felt a sense of danger ahead, so he waved his hand without thinking.

Dozens of sword lights flew out of his hand and fell between the cliffs at an unimaginable speed.

The main laser cannon was cut into a pile of scrap iron as soon as it was ready to launch. The sword light continued, and it went deep into the base of the automatic weapon. I don't know what it hit, causing an explosion.

Boom boom boom! The sound of explosions was endless, and blazing flames and air waves gushed out.

Jing Jiu didn't look back.

He found that his speed had indeed slowed down, and he couldn't compare it to when he was in Chaotian Continent.

The level of this world does seem a bit low.