Fantasy World Transmigration

The end of the world, Shangri-La.

The extreme cold on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau covers the world all year round, but in the snow, there is a secret place like a fairyland on earth-Shangri-La hidden. The fairy Ziyuan lives here in seclusion. It was she who sealed Qin Shihuang two thousand or two hundred years ago. Of course, the sleeping ancestor dragon in the Qin Mausoleum is no longer the Dragon Emperor with three black dragons.

Her seal is useless in front of the virtual personality reshaped by the will of China, and the first emperor who has gathered all the people in the republic to know and believe in Qin Shihuang. Now the first emperor who has half of Anubis' godhead and divinity as the raw material is reshaped , nor need the fountain of youth from Shangri-La to obtain eternal life.

As a concrete existence of the soul of a high-dimensional civilization, even if the Chinese Will is a virtual personality, it has a higher personality than Anubis. Imerton got half of Anubis' divinity and the Chinese Will got A The utilization rate and results of Nubis' half divinity are very different.

Ziyuan stood in front of the Fountain of Youth, and her daughter Xiao Lin hurried over from outside the secret realm of Shangri-La.

Without waiting for her to approach, Ziyuan took out a dagger with simple patterns from behind her, and said to Xiao Lin: "A month ago, wildfire hit the sky in the west, and I felt a strong will die in the direction of the extreme west. , I felt that the seal of the tyrant had disappeared. In the past month, a fierce aura has been entrenched in the west, and I have a faint feeling that there must be a disaster in the world."

"After my constant confirmation, that tyrant should have taken this opportunity, got rid of the seal, and reappeared in the world! The common people in the world will suffer from it, and a bloody storm is about to hit. The tyrant longs for immortality, so I must be here Guard the Fountain of Youth and stop his ambition to rule the world forever."

"With the cruelty of a tyrant, if he is allowed to live forever, it will bring great disaster to this world!"

Xiao Lin took the dagger and said, "I will stop him, mother."

"This dagger is the only weapon that I can use to kill that tyrant. You have to insert it into the tyrant's heart when he has just escaped the seal and is at his weakest." Zi Yuan instructed: "Remember, your father died under the torture of the tyrant. If his army returns to this world, it will bring great disaster to the common people!"

"He must be killed!"

"Now the Dragon Emperor doesn't have enough power to summon his army, but if he gets the power of the Fountain of Youth, or if the moon in the sky changes nine times, he can recover to the point where he can awaken the terracotta warriors. Dragon Emperor from Warlock Having mastered the power of the Five Elements, although he is powerful, he is not invincible. But his army, in today's China... is invincible."

Xiao Lin was puzzled and said: "Now the Chinese warlords have mastered the power of gunpowder,

With an army that can use firearms, today's wars are more terrifying than in any era. Does an army with such powerful power still fear an emperor and his army two thousand years ago? "

"Maybe we can use the armies of those warlords to help us get revenge!"

Zi Yuan sneered and said: "I have to say that although the tyrant Dragon Emperor is brutal, he is a man with great ambitions. Although the current Chinese warlords have firearms that surpassed his era, their talents and courage are far behind. Can't keep up with the Dragon Emperor, he is a cruel, cunning, tough and ambitious tyrant, his army orders and prohibits, and he is happy when he hears the battle."

"It is simply not comparable to the current warlords!"

"Warlords know how to use firearms, isn't it possible that the Dragon Emperor can't? His Qin crossbow troops are the best troops among the princes to learn from each other's strengths, and they are also an immortal army. When he learns firearms from the warlords, he will His undead army will be ten times more terrifying than the Qin Dynasty, at that time China will no longer be a country, and his ambition will be the whole world!"

"Furthermore, the Dragon Emperor has the same script and the same track, and his prestige in China is very strong. In this dark age, there must be many ambitious people who want to join him. The common people are very eager for a powerful king to lead them out of this world. In a difficult and dark age, if the Dragon Emperor takes the throne again, the consequences will be disastrous."

Xiao Lin frowned and said in horror: "Mother, do you mean that someone will help the Dragon Emperor?"

"Not just one or two people!" Ziyuan said: "The lifespan of ordinary people is only a hundred years. They have already forgotten the horror of the Dragon Emperor. Now that China is suffering from invasion and oppression, everyone from top to bottom is eager for this tyrant to recover. The glory of the kingdom of heaven in the past, longing to follow him to conquer the world. Mortals are not like us, they live forever. After experiencing the chaos of the Five Dynasties and the Yuan Dynasty's entry into the Central Plains, they have already seen the struggle in the world. Time passes by like flowing water. Rise and fall, all seen through!"

"I'm afraid they don't understand the horror of the Dragon Emperor and try to control him to realize their desires."

"Don't you know this is acting as a minion for a tiger!"

Ziyuan sternly shouted: "These careerists must be stopped. I originally thought that the only thing in the world that could unseal the Dragon Emperor was the Eye of Shangri-La, so I was going to hand it over to Yingyi, and use Yingyi to help us protect this secret that can be unlocked by the Dragon Emperor." The seal, but due to the accident a month ago, the Dragon Emperor still broke the seal. The Eye of Shangri-La has magical powers, and it cannot be let into the hands of the Dragon Emperor. Now, the Eye of Shangri-La is in Shanghai. You go to Get it back."

"It's mother!" Xiao Lin said with his sword in his arms.

In the short period of peace after the First World War, the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau was more like a place of peace and peace. The ancient order of serfs and aristocrats, the primitive and cruel feudal order firmly existed here.

The lamas are the spiritual masters of this land, while the Tibetan nobles are the political masters of this land.

The special geographical environment caused the Beiyang central government to rule this land only in name.

However, the serf owners in Tibet followed the special environment adjacent to India, hooked up with the British, and concocted the McMahon Line six years ago. On the snow-capped mountains and grasslands, a long line of people appeared windingly, but if If you look closely, you will find that these "people" with human appearance are actually a group of special troops with steel as the structure, electrons as the nerves, small cold fusion cores as the energy source, and special ceramic plates inlaid on the skin.

These ceramic plates are amazingly hard, and are generally used to defend against anti-material sniper rifles, and they are even more effective in defending against World War I weapons and cold weapons.

There is also a group of Qin crossbow troops among them. The crossbows in their hands have the shape of crossbows, but they are high-tech, with radar scanning functions, electronic command components and guidance capabilities. The crossbows installed on the crossbows also have the auxiliary function of launching platforms. , Integrating a large launch platform into a small crossbow, disguised as a 'magic weapon', the ingenuity is not ingenious.

Seeing the red walls and golden roofs of a temple faintly appearing in the snow-capped mountains in the distance, a group of terracotta warriors and horses stationed on a relatively flat platform, and the "Wang Jian" who was ordered to control Tibet took out an infrared positioning telescope and easily locked it The location of the Lama Temple, he said with a smile: "Although the ballistic missile Qinnu troops were rejected, the equipment produced before cannot be wasted. Although the development of Tibet's resources is difficult, with our technological strength, we can still achieve results."

"Before the implementation of the "Xianqin Project" in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, we should develop and expand new bases here, and at the same time start the exploration of the "Shangri-La" resource point. Since the central government has decided to start the "Xianqin Project", then these are related to us The resistance to grabbing the right to speak in religion and theology must be resolved first, and when Xianqin enters Tibet in the future, there must not be a group of lamas coming to talk to us!"

'Li Xin' next to him was busy adjusting the trajectory, and seeing that the 'Qin Crossbow' in his hand had locked on the coordinates that had been detected so far, he turned his head and ordered: "Get ready to launch!"

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

Just when Ziyuan and her daughter Xiaolin were explaining the important task of sealing the Dragon Emperor, twenty-eight "Qin crossbows" were five kilometers to the left of the temple in the north of Tanggula Mountain. It sprayed out a light blue magnetic fluid propeller, cutting into the stratosphere at a gentle speed, and another crossbow arrow shot directly into the top of the Lama Temple not far away, and the powerful power made it shoot through the golden roof. The horrified eyes of the temple lama sank deeply under their feet.

Not long after, accompanied by huge flames and shock waves, the other twenty-seven crossbow bolts shot in all directions.

In the Potala Palace in Lhasa, a monk looked suspiciously at a small black dot that was approaching rapidly in the sky. The flight trajectory of the black dot was completely different from that of a falcon. The moment he hesitated, he saw the black dot pierced deeply into his back In the continuous main hall of the Potala Palace, a blazing fireball erupted not far away from him. At the foot of the mountain, serfs who were not qualified to enter the palace worshiped the Potala Palace devoutly.

But serfs like them are not allowed to approach the Potala Palace. Only lamas, nobles, and their servants can approach this sacred place, but soon they saw an unbelievable sight in their lives. Torn apart in a violent explosion.