"No fear, no worries, eternal...peace!"
Facing the butcher's knife of the battle puppet, the swords and firearms in the hands of many worry-free believers were all broken and turned into crackling fire sticks.
They could only retreat in vain until they fell to the ground, pretending to be calm.
He recited the resolve of Wuyou Sect, closed his eyes and waited for the arrival of eternal tranquility.
"Zizz, sizzle, sizzle."
In the battle puppet's spiritual energy transmission channel, sharp waves surged toward the sharp blades at the front of its limbs.
During the scanning and analysis of their crystal brains, these "creatures" composed of cells and possessing temperature were seen in front of them, along with the cold data.
It's no different.
They don't know the taste of killing.
They are just following orders faithfully.
"What a damn bad luck!"
The immortal cultivators in the fixed firepower points are spitting.
If the Wuyou Cult makes such a fuss, the operation of the large iron factory will be greatly affected.
This means that their bonuses and cultivation resources will be greatly reduced in the next few months.
I don’t know what can be done in the year of the monkey and the horse in the moon.
Resume normal operations.
All of this was caused by these ignorant ants.
It is necessary to kill them in large numbers to vent their depression and let the remaining ants see the price of disrespecting the immortal cultivators!
"No one can stop me, I must kill a thousand of them today!"
Dozens of immortal cultivators smiled strangely, and adjusted the output power of the crystal armor to the limit.
They moved their joints "crackling" and prepared to jump out.
Outside the fixed firepower point, Xu Zhicheng's assault team was also surrounded by nearly a hundred battle puppets.
High-frequency oscillating sharp butcher knives were raised high.
The thermal energy of the battle puppets scanned and locked the crystal eyes, even when human beings were fragile.
A thin and long red line was drawn on his throat.
Butcher knife, fall!
boom!
The music as violent as a flood was like a sonic cannon, roaring out from the depths of the abandoned mine.
It really shook out circles of arc-shaped ripples in the air, and hit nearly a hundred combat puppets hard. superior.
The three or four battle puppets that bore the brunt were all shaken by the sound waves and flew backwards.
They seemed to slowly decompose in slow motion in mid-air.
All components were dismantled into pieces and spread out in all directions in the form of scattered flowers.
The dozens of battle puppets behind were shaken by the deafening sound waves and Li Yao's spiritual will to control objects in the air.
They seemed to be unscathed on the surface, but the joints, bearings and gears inside were loose and slipped.
They were tangled together in a mess, sparks burst out from "Chi Chi", and they could not move their hands and feet.
After shaking violently for a moment, they fell to the ground paralyzed, completely motionless.
The dozens of combat puppets at the back were also disturbed by the sound waves.
They were like puppets whose strings had been cut off.
Their movements became slow and stiff.
All the crystal eyes on the shells were flashing crazily, half of them being disturbed by the sound waves.
The other half is because they detected incredibly powerful psychic reactions!
"What is that!"
The earth-shattering roar of thunder shook the minds of all the Wuyou believers, especially the Great Protector Xu Zhicheng and others.
They turned around in shock and looked in the direction of the sound wave.
"What's that?"
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The battle puppets have no intelligence and naturally have no fear, but they quickly search the database for strategies to deal with such a high-energy reaction.
As a result of the ultra-high-speed operation of the crystal brain, all the battle puppets are stagnant and silent for a moment, as if being caught by Li Yao's aura was deeply shocking.
"Then, what is that, what exactly is that?"
The immortal cultivators in the fixed firepower point were really deeply shocked.
They had enough keen perception and rich experience to sense how terrifying the flames in the abandoned mines in the distance were getting stronger and stronger!
Impossible, that is, is that possible?
When everyone's eyes turned to the abandoned mine, a blazing golden stream of light had followed the route of the sound wave and appeared in the center of the battlefield, above their heads!
It was a crystal armor that was sparkling all over, as if it was about to stir up all the light of a thousand years in an instant.
The nine buzzing swords behind it sprayed huge waves of flames, and together they condensed into a Two pairs of majestic wings, and a silver-colored flying saucer suspended above the head, rotating at high speed, continuously spreading out silver arcs that blind people's eyes in all directions!
Before the Worry-Free Cultists, Battle Puppet, and Immortal Cultivator could not react, Li Yao, the owner of the shining crystal armor, had already raised the sword in his hand and slashed it down with a force that almost crushed the handle!
boom!
Click!
It was like a thunder tearing through the sky.
Li Yao's sword was deeply embedded in the underground rock formations.
The violent spiritual energy rushed forward like a burning dragon and exploded in a fan shape, killing dozens of battle puppets.
Swallow it all in.
The battle puppet's psychic shield creaked and the ice disintegrated.
The reinforced shell made of super alloy materials and composite ceramics could not withstand Li Yao's wrath.
It cracked and melted one after another, and large pieces popped out of every joint.
The sparks finally collapsed to the ground with a crackling sound.
Even the sword in Li Yao's hand was shaken by this thunderous slash and cracks were created.
It was deeply embedded in the rock formation and broke with a slight lift.
Li Yao didn't hesitate for a moment, and fired the broken knife directly at the fixed fire point in front.
He stretched his arms to the limit, spread his fingers, and two deadly balls of light quickly condensed and expanded in his palms, and then "swish, swish, swish" in all directions.
Zhou Fa's gun hit the reactor cauldrons and control brains of dozens of combat puppets, poking out small black holes in their heads and chests, turning all of these most sophisticated killing machines into scrap metal. iron.
"boom!"
The broken knife violently penetrated the defense network around the fixed firepower point, and stabbed 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 loud noise seemed to come from The sound of drums deep in the Nine Netherworld explodes in the hearts of every immortal cultivator.
They couldn't believe their eyes.
Among these weeds, ants, and pig-dog-like underground primitives, there unexpectedly appeared such a peerless strongman who was at least Nascent Soul level!
How is this possible?
Why on earth is this!
Immortal cultivators who are willing to be hired by Li Minghui and stay underground for many years to suppress the original people are naturally unlikely to be first-rate masters.
Most of them are just third-rate people in the Qi refining and foundation building stages.
What's more, all the elite members of the Black Iron Group were taken to other towns by Li Minghui to expand their power.
These guys who stayed behind were even the third rate among the third rate.
How could they withstand Li Yao, who was fully firing?
Amidst the deafening violent music, each of them was frightened to death and their souls flew out of their minds.
It was already too late to escape.
The handle of the sword flew out from Li Yao's back.
Surrounded by spiritual flames, it looked like a golden giant eagle flying high, flying towards the core of the main defense array and fixed fire points in all directions. go.
The seemingly indestructible steel shell was quickly shattered under Li Yao's indiscriminate bombardment, and was torn apart with shocking wounds.
Li Yao stretched out his hand and lightly snapped his fingers.
One, two, three...
Thirty-six long-lost triple six-barreled rotary bombardment guns roared out from the Qiankun Ring, suspended above a fixed firepower point with the largest number of immortal cultivators.
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The black barrels penetrated the sword.
Through the torn cracks, he stared coldly at the ugly cultivator whose true colors were revealed.
Those who rely on violence to enslave others and treat others as pigs, dogs and ants will inevitably behave worse than pigs, dogs and ants when faced with violence stronger than themselves.
This is their survival logic.
"This true man, we surrender, surrender!"
The immortal cultivators screamed in despair.
They thought that Li Yao was a cultivator from a hostile force who had a grudge against Li Minghui, or that he was a remnant of the Dongfang family who had come back for revenge, so they all scurried around and groveled.
Li Yao grinned, showing his sharp teeth: "No need, I'm not a real person, I'm... a cultivator!"
Thirty-six triple six-barreled rotary bombardment cannons fired simultaneously.
These bombardment cannons were newly designed and completely modified by Li Yao, and were replaced with the most expensive crystal marrow burst warheads.
The power of these bombardment cannons is naturally different from ordinary models, and completely surpasses them.
Portable The category of individual magic weapons is like an arsenal ship approaching and shooting.
The cultivators in the fixed fire point are unable to resist at all.
The psychic shields, crystal armors and mustard seed battle suits are torn to pieces one after another, and the flesh and blood bodies are destroyed in half a second.
Inside, it turned into a ball of paste-like corpses!
The Wuyou believers were completely shocked by this scene and could not recover for a long time.
Even the Great Protector Xu Zhicheng did not know what to do.
"What are you still doing?"
Li Yao opened his helmet, turned around and glared at Xu Zhicheng, "Go in quickly!"
"you" Xu Zhicheng was still in a daze.
Although Long Yangjun had briefly described Li Yao's strength to him in advance, he could not imagine the world-destroying power.
It was not until he saw it with his own eyes that he truly understood the power of Li Yao in a small human body. , how much great power can it contain.
What's more important is...
Are people with such power that they can barely be called "human" anymore willing to fight for them instead of enslaving and oppressing them?
Why?
Xu Zhicheng recalled the conversation he had just had with Li Yao.
At that time, he was still dubious about Li Yao's words.
Deep down in his heart, he did not believe in the existence of cultivators, let alone that a "cultivation world" dominated by cultivators could exist.
That kind of world is so beautiful, so beautiful that it seems like an unattainable dream, or simply an even more miserable trap.
But now...
Maybe the dream can finally come true, and no matter how miserable their situation is, it can't be much worse, right?
Seeing countless immortal cultivators being slaughtered by Li Yao like chickens and dogs, and then hearing the violent, angry, unyielding and restless war drums that seemed to come from the depths of the Nine Netherworld, Xu Zhicheng's heart was broken.
It became scorching, and roared at the surrounding Wuyou believers with an angry and emotional roar: "Come on, take back the big iron factory that belongs to us!"