40,000 Years of Cultivation

"No fright, no worries, no worries, eternity... quiet!"

Facing the butcher knife of the battle puppets, many of the swords and guns in the hands of the worry-free cultists were all chopped off and turned into crackling fire sticks. They could only retreat in vain and fell to the ground, pretending to be calm. He chanted the mind-determination of Wuyoujiao, closed his eyes and waited for the eternal peace to come.

"Ziz, zizzi."

In the psychic transmission pipeline of the fighting puppets, swift waves surge towards the sharp edges at the front of the limbs. During the scanning and analysis of their crystal brains, these "creatures" composed of cells and possessing temperature are combined with cold data. It's no different. They don't know what it's like to kill, they are just executing orders faithfully.

"Fucking!"

The immortal cultivators in the fixed firepower point spit one after another-Wuyoujiao makes such a trouble, and the operation of the big iron factory is bound to be greatly affected, which means that their bonuses and training resources in the next few months will be greatly reduced, I don't know. Normal operations can only resume in the year of the monkey.

All of this is made by these ants who do not know whether they live or die. It is necessary to kill them, let out the depression in my heart, and let the remaining ants see the price of disrespect to the immortal cultivator! ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

"Don't stop me, I have to kill enough today!"

Dozens of immortal cultivators laughed strangely, adjusted the output power of the crystal armor to the limit, and moved the joints "crackly", ready to jump out.

And outside the fixed firepower point, Xu Zhicheng’s assault team was also surrounded by nearly a hundred battle puppet regiments. A high-frequency oscillating sharp butcher knife was raised high, and the heat energy of the battle puppets scanned and locked the crystal eyes, even when humans were fragile. A thin and long red line was drawn on his throat.

Butcher knife, drop it!

boom!

The violent flood of music is like a sonic cannon, roaring out from the depths of the abandoned mine, and it really oscillates circular arc-shaped ripples in the air, hitting nearly one of the hundreds of fighting puppets. on.

The three or four battle puppets who were the first to bear the brunt were all stunned and flew backwards. They seemed to slowly decompose in mid-air. All the components were torn apart and scattered around in the form of celestial flowers.

The dozens of fighting puppets in the back were shaken by the deafening sound waves and Li Yao’s divine mind that was hidden in the air. The surface seemed undamaged, but the internal joints, bearings and gears loosened and slipped. Entangled in a mess, "chichi" sparks appeared, and his hands and feet could not move. After a moment of violent shaking, he was paralyzed on the ground and completely motionless.

The dozens of fighting puppets in the back were also disturbed by sound waves, like puppets with a few strings cut off. Their movements became slow and rigid. All the crystal eyes on the outer shell were flashing crazily, and half were disturbed by sound waves. The other half is because they detected an incredible super psionic reaction!

"what is that!"

The earth-shattering thunder roared violently in the minds of all the worry-free believers, especially the great guardian Xu Zhicheng and others, who turned their heads in surprise and looked in the direction of the sound wave.

"what is that?"

The battle puppets are not intelligent, and naturally they are not afraid, but they search the database quickly for the coping strategies of such high-energy reactions. The result of the ultra-high-speed operation of the crystal brain is that all the battle puppets appear to be stagnant and silent for a while, as if they are being killed by Li. Yao's momentum was deeply shocked.

"Then, what is that, what is that on earth?"

The immortal cultivators in the fixed firepower point were really deeply shocked. They had enough keen perception and rich experience to perceive how terrifying the burning flames in the abandoned mines far away!

Impossible, that is, is that—

When everyone's eyes turned to the abandoned mine, a flaming golden streamer had appeared in the center of the battlefield, above their heads, following the route of the sonic wave just now!

It was a crystal armor that was gleaming all over the body, and seemed to stir out all the light for a thousand years in an instant. The nine buzzing war knives behind it were spraying huge waves of light like flames, condensing them together. Two pairs of majestic wings, with a silver flying saucer suspended above their heads, while rotating at a high speed, they continuously spread out a silver arc that pierced the eyes in all directions!

Before the worry-free cultists, battle puppets, and immortal cultivators could not respond, the owner of this shining crystal armor, Li Yao, had already raised the battle knife in his hand high, and smashed it down with the power of almost smashing the hilt of the knife. !

boom!

Click!

It was like a thunderstorm tearing through the sky. Li Yao's knife was deeply embedded in the underground rock. The violent psychic power rushed forward along the blade like a burning dragon, exploding in a fan shape, and smashing dozens of fighting puppets. It's all swallowed in.

The psychic shields of the battle puppets squeaked, the ice disintegrated, and the reinforced shell made of superalloy materials and composite ceramics could not withstand Li Yao's anger. They cracked and melted, and large patches appeared in every joint. The sparks finally slumped to the ground amidst the crackling noises.

Even the battle knife in Li Yao's hand was smashed into cracks by this thunderous slash, and it was deeply embedded in the rock formation, and it was broken with a slight mention.

Li Yao did not hesitate for a moment, and shot the broken knife directly to the fixed firepower point in front, stretched his arms to the limit, spread his fingers apart, two deadly **** of light quickly condensed and expanded in his palm, and then "wish swish swish" around. The *** did hit dozens of battle puppets’ reaction furnaces and control brains, poking black holes in their heads and chests, turning these most sophisticated killing machines into scrap copper and iron. .

"boom!"

The broken knife arbitrarily penetrated the defensive network around the fixed firepower point, and inserted into the full metal shell of the firepower point like a stream of high-heat metal particles. Although it did not cause direct damage, the deafening noise seemed to come from The drums in the depths of Jiuyou Huangquan exploded in the heart of every immortal cultivator.

They couldn't believe their eyes.

Among these weeds, ants, and pig-dog-like underground primitive people, such a peerless powerhouse of at least the Yuan Ying level appeared!

how can that be? Why is this!

The immortal cultivator who can be willing to be hired by Li Minghui and stay underground for many years to suppress the primitive people is naturally impossible to be a first-class master. Most of them are third-rate goods in the period of gas refining and foundation building.

What's more, all the elites of the Black Iron Group were taken by Li Minghui to expand their forces in other cities and towns. These guys who were left behind were even third-rate third-rate players. How could they withstand the full-fire Li Yao?

In the deafening violent music, each of them was frightened and frightened.

It was too late to escape. The sword behind Li Yao flew out with a handle. Under the lingering flames, it seemed like a golden eagle fluttering high, flying towards the main defensive array core and fixed firepower in all directions. go with.

The seemingly indestructible steel shell was quickly torn apart under Li Yao's indiscriminate bombardment, and was torn apart with shocking wounds.

Li Yao stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

One, two, three... Thirty-six long-lost triple-mounted six-barreled rotary bombarders roared out from the ring, suspended above a fixed firepower point with the largest number of immortals, and the black barrels passed through the war knife. The torn crack, coldly condensed staring at the ugly, unshakable cultivator.

Relying on violence to enslave others, treating others as pigs, dogs and ants, and when faced with stronger violence than themselves, they will inevitably behave more unbearable than pigs and dogs and ants-this is their logic of survival.

"This real person, we surrender, surrender!"

The cultivators screamed desperately.

They thought that Li Yao was an immortal cultivator who had enemies with Li Minghui, or the remnants of the Dongfang family came back for revenge.

Li Yao grinned, showing sharp teeth: "No, I'm not a real person, I'm... a cultivator!"

Thirty-six triple-mounted six-barrel rotary bomber guns fired at the same time-these bomber guns were newly designed and remodeled by Li Yao and replaced with the most expensive crystal bursting warheads. The power is naturally different from ordinary models. It completely surpassed the scope of the portable single soldier magic weapon. It was like an arsenal ship approaching and shooting. The immortal cultivator in the fixed firepower point could not resist at all. The psychic shield, crystal armor and mustard battle suit were torn apart, and the flesh was Within half a second, it became a mass of paste-like corpses!

The Worry-Free Cultists were completely shocked by this scene and couldn't recover for a long time, including Dafa Protector Xu Zhicheng, who didn't know what to do.

"What are you doing in a daze?"

Li Yao opened his helmet, turned his head and glared at Xu Zhicheng, "Hurry in!"

"you--"

Xu Zhicheng is still in a daze. Even though Long Yangjun briefly described Li Yao's strength to him in advance, he could not imagine the power of destroying the world. It was only now that he saw it with his own eyes that he truly understood the small human body. , How great power can be contained.

More importantly...

With this kind of power, people who can hardly be called "people" are willing to fight for them instead of enslaving and squeezing them?

why?

Xu Zhicheng recalled the conversation with Li Yao just now. At that time, he was still half-believing Li Yao's words. Deep down he didn't believe in the existence of cultivators, let alone the existence of a "comprehensive world" dominated by cultivators.

Such a world is so beautiful, as beautiful as an unattainable dream, or simply a more miserable trap.

but now……

Maybe the dream can be realized after all, but no matter how miserable their situation is, it can't be where it is.

Seeing countless cultivators being beheaded by Li Yao like chickens and dogs, blasted to a fragmented and miserable appearance, and heard the drums of violent, angry, unyielding and restless war that seemed to come from the depths of the nine secluded areas, Xu Zhicheng's heart It heats up, and screams at the worry-free believers around him-full of anger, a very emotional scream: "Chong, take back our big iron factory!"