"No fear, no fear, no worry, eternity... Peace!"

Facing the butcher's knife of the fighting puppet, many carefree believers' swords and guns were all twisted and turned into crackling firesticks. They could only retreat in vain until they fell to the ground, pretending to be calm and reciting carefree's resolution, and closing their eyes waiting for the arrival of eternal peace.

"Zizi, Zizi, Zizi."

In the pipeline of the fighting puppet's psychic power, the sharp waves rush towards the sharp blades at the front of their limbs. In the scanning and analysis of their crystal brain, these "creatures" composed of cells and with temperature are no different from the cold data. They don't know the taste of killing, they are just faithfully executing orders.

"What a bad luck

The immortal practitioners in the fixed firepower point spit one after another. The operation of the big iron plant will be greatly affected by the trouble of Wuyou education, which means that their bonus and cultivation resources will be greatly reduced in the next few months. I don't know if they can resume normal operation in a short time.

All this is done by these ants. It's necessary to kill them. Let them vent their depression and let the rest of them see the price of being disrespectful to those who cultivate immortals!

"Don't stop me. I have to kill a thousand today."

Dozens of immortal practitioners, Jie Jie, laughed strangely and adjusted the output power of crystal armor to the limit one after another. They were moving their joints and ready to jump out.

Outside the fixed firepower point, Xu Zhicheng's assault team was surrounded by nearly a hundred battle puppets. A high-frequency oscillating sharp butcher's knife was raised high. The thermal energy of the battle puppets scanned and locked the crystal eyes, and even drew a thin and long red line on the fragile throat of human beings.

Butcher's knife, fall!

Boom!

The music, which is as violent as flood, is like a cannon of sound wave, whistling out from the depth of the abandoned mine. It really vibrates circles of circular ripples in the air, hitting nearly 100 fighting puppets.

The first three or four fighting puppets to bear the brunt of the attack were all shaken backward by sound waves. They seemed to decompose slowly in mid air, and all the components were torn apart and scattered around in the form of scattered flowers.

More than a dozen fighting puppets in the rear were shocked by the deafening sound waves and the idea of Li Yao's flying objects. The surface of the puppets seemed to be intact, but the joints, bearings and gears inside were loose and fell one after another, tangled together in a disorderly way. "Chi Chi Chi" sparked, and his hands and feet could not move. After shaking violently for a moment, he was paralyzed to the ground, It's not moving at all.

Then, dozens of fighting puppets in the back are also disturbed by sound waves, such as puppets with several strings cut off. Their movements become dull and rigid. All crystal eyes on the shell are flashing wildly. Half of them are disturbed by sound waves, and the other half is because they have detected incredible super power reactions!

"What is that?"

All the carefree believers, especially the great Dharma protector Xu Zhicheng and others, turned back in amazement and looked in the direction of the sound wave.

"What's that?"

Fighting puppets have no intelligence and will not be afraid. However, they are searching the database quickly for the coping strategies for such high-energy reactions. The result of the super high-speed operation of the crystal brain is that all fighting puppets have a moment of stagnation and silence, as if they were deeply shocked by the momentum of Li Yao.

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

The immortal practitioners in the fixed firepower point are really deeply shocked. They have enough keen perception and rich experience to perceive how terrible the burning fire is in the abandoned mine in the distance!

It's impossible. It's, isn't it——

When everyone's eyes turned to the abandoned mine, a flaming golden streamer had appeared in the middle of the battlefield along the route of the sound wave just now, on their heads!

It's a crystal armor that glitters all over its body. It seems to stir up the light of a thousand years in an instant. The nine buzzing swords behind it are shooting the light of huge waves. They are united into two pairs of majestic wings. A silver colored flying saucer is suspended on the top of its head. In the high-speed rotation, the flying saucer is flying, The silver arcs of blinding people are spreading in all directions!

Before the worry free believers, fighting puppets and immortal cultivators did not respond, the owner of this shining crystal armor, Li Yao, had swung his sword high and smashed it down with the power of almost crushing the handle!

Boom!

Click!

It's really like a thunder tearing the sky. Li Yao's knife is deeply embedded in the underground rock. His ferocious power rushes forward like a burning dragon, exploding in a fan shape, engulfing dozens of fighting puppets.

The fighting puppet's psionic shield creaked and disintegrated. The reinforced shell made of super alloy materials and composite ceramics could not resist Li Yao's anger. It cracked and melted one after another. A large amount of sparks came out of each joint, and finally fell to the ground in the crackling sound.

Even the sword in Li Yao's hand was cut out of cracks by this thunderbolt, and it was deeply embedded in the rock strata, and it broke with a slight lifting.

Without a moment's hesitation, Li Yao shot the broken knife directly at the fixed fire point in front of him. His arms stretched to the limit, his fingers crossed, and there were two deadly balls of light in his palm. He quickly condensed and expanded, and then "whoosh whoosh" shot around. He hit dozens of combat puppets' reaction cauldrons and control crystal brains, and poked black holes in their heads and chests, Turn these most sophisticated killing machines into scrap metal.

"Boom!"

The broken knife brutally penetrated the defense network around the fixed fire point. It was like a stream of hot metal particles inserted into the all metal shell of the fire point. Although it did not cause direct damage, the deafening sound was like a drum from the depths of Jiuyou huangquan, which exploded in every immortal's heart.

They couldn't believe their eyes.

In these weeds, mole ants and pig and dog like underground primitive people, there is such a super strong man with at least Yuanying level!

How is that possible? Why on earth is this!

Those who are willing to be hired by Li Minghui and stay underground for many years to suppress the original people are naturally no first-class experts. Most of them are third rate goods in the period of refining gas and building foundation.

What's more, all the elite of the black iron group are taken by Li Minghui to other cities and towns to expand their power. These guys are the third rate of the third rate. How can they resist Li Yao's full fire?

In the deafening fury of music, they were scared to death one by one.

It's too late to escape. The sword behind Li Yao flies out. Surrounded by the spirit flame, it looks like a golden eagle flying high. It flies to the main defensive core and fixed fire points in all directions.

The seemingly indestructible steel shell, under the fierce bombardment of Li Yao, was soon fragmented and torn with shocking wounds.

Li Yao stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.

One, two, three... Thirty six long lost triple six barrel rotary bombardment guns roared out of the heaven and earth ring, suspended above a fixed firepower point with the largest number of immortal practitioners. The black gun tube peered at the ugly and original immortal practitioners through the crack torn by the sabre.

They enslave others by violence and treat others as pigs, dogs and ants. When they face more violence than themselves, they are bound to behave worse than pigs, dogs and ants. This is their survival logic.

"This real person, we surrender, surrender!"

The immortals screamed in despair.

They also thought that Li Yao was an immortal cultivator of a hostile force against Li Minghui, or that the remaining evils of the Dongfang family came back for revenge, and they all scurried and groveled.

Li Yao grinned and showed his sharp teeth: "no, I'm not a real person. I'm... A true practitioner!"

Thirty six triple six barrel rotary cannons fire at the same time - these cannons, newly designed and remodeled by Li Yao, are replaced with the most expensive crystal pulp burst warhead. Their power is naturally different from that of ordinary models. They are completely beyond the scope of portable individual magic weapons. They are like a armory ship approaching and shooting, The immortal practitioners in the fixed firepower point can't resist at all. The psionic shield, crystal armor and mustard combat suit are torn up one after another, and the flesh and blood become a paste like corpse in half a second!

The carefree believers were completely shocked by this scene, and they couldn't return to God for a long time. They didn't know what to do, including the great Dharma protector Xu Zhicheng.

"What are you doing?"

Li Yao opened his helmet, turned back and glared at Xu Zhicheng

"You --"

Xu Zhicheng is still in a trance. Although long Yangjun has briefly described Li Yao's strength to him in advance, he can't imagine the power of destroying heaven and earth. Only when he can see it with his own eyes at this moment can he really understand how great power can be contained in the small human body.

More importantly

Do people who possess this power and can hardly be called "human beings" any more want to fight for them instead of enslaving and squeezing them?

Why?

Xu Zhicheng recalled his conversation with Li Yao just now. 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 practitioners, let alone the existence of a "world of cultivation" dominated by practitioners.

Such a world, it is too beautiful, beautiful like a distant dream, or simply a more miserable trap.

But now

Maybe the dream can come true after all, and no matter how miserable their situation is, they can't go anywhere?

Seeing that countless immortals had been slaughtered by Li Yao like chickens and dogs, he roared to a broken and miserable appearance. Hearing the fierce, angry, unyielding and restless drums that seemed to come from the depths of Jiuyou, Xu Zhicheng's heart became hot and roared to the carefree believers around him, full of anger and emotion: "rush, take back our big iron factory!"