Chapter 502

"Give up your foolish resistance! Even your strongest sword can be easily avoided by me. After all, technology is invincible to you monks. "

The silver mecha driven by the little old man was like the wind and fled in front of a broken sword in Song Qingshu.

Looking at Song Qingshu standing hundreds of feet away, the silver mecha drank coldly and scolded.

Wen Yan.

Song Qingshu's mouth could not help but raise a smile.

Although the silver mecha is indeed extremely powerful, its energy is also limited.

Just now, the dreamy space crossing has actually used most of the energy in the silver mecha energy furnace.

Now the little old man's warning is just arrogance at the end of a powerful crossbow.

At this point.

Song Qingshu was still indifferent and speechless. He just pinched his fist and raised it. Then he smashed the void and rushed at the silver mecha.

Although the silver mecha is more than eight feet tall, it is more sensitive than song Qingshu.

Only a clear sound was heard, and a silver giant sword suddenly appeared in the hands of the silver mecha.

Countless road inscriptions are engraved on the giant sword. With the silver armor waving the giant sword, the void trembles slightly on the sword and is difficult to rest.

"I didn't revive this mecha just now. Now, dirty outsiders, try again!"

The little old man adopted the close kill mode of the avenue God armor. In this age when he only had to cultivate his original God accomplishments.

The little old man believed that no one could compete with mecha on flesh.

Song Qingshu looked at the silver sword and couldn't help changing color slightly.

The silver giant sword was haunted with immortal fog, and the immortal tools of the level of huashenjing appeared on it.

With a loud noise from the silver giant sword, the real immortal tool was resurrected.

The silver giant sword can be called a peerless sharp sword. The road inscription on the sword emits thousands of wisps of white fog and clouds.

Moreover, the little old man himself is a Yuanying eight strong person who is very close to the realm of Huashen. He is likely to break through the existence of the strong person in the realm of Huashen at any time.

It's easy for him to drive this avenue mecha.

Silver giant sword held flat, tilted, heavy split, Slashed!

In a series of movements, the little old man grasped the strength of the sword and the fire of the underground stove was pure green, without wasting his spare energy.

As the silver giant sword kept cutting down, the vast Avenue sword marks and mighty sword Qi on the sword tore up the void and fell to song Qingshu.

Facing the immortal sword in Huashen realm, even song Qingshu, whose flesh is comparable to the strong one in Huashen realm, sincerely felt a trace of fear.

But song Qingshu is very straightforward.

Before the giant sword was about to be cut off, he recited the word "soldier" and summoned a stone mecha made of stones.

The stone mecha is only a head higher than song Qingshu. Compared with the silver mecha, it can be said that it is extremely poor.

But when fighting with monks, they never judge heroes by their strength, not by their beauty or ugliness.

There was only a whew.

Song Qingshu's body shape escapes into the stone armor.

On his head hung a painted black hell platform, on which black fog poured down.

His left hand holds a broken sword. The broken sword is no longer as sharp as before, but it still has an invincible color demeanor.

At the same time, on his right hand, he also carried a cornucopia that looked very broken. The whole cornucopia looked funny.

"You have mecha and weapons, but how much can I lose you?"

Song Qingshu smiled coldly, and then the stone machine armor turned into a dark brown lightning and hit the silver armor angrily.

"Dang!"

With a loud noise, it exploded in the sky.

The hell platform hanging from Song Qingshu's head hit the silver Avenue divine sword.

Although there was no fluctuation on the hell platform, and there was no inscription on the avenue. It was like a dead object and did not recover, but it still broke the giant sword!

"Boom!"

Moreover, the hell platform remained castrated. During the reading of song Qingshu, it danced with the wind and reduced its body several times.

Then a roar came to song Qingshu's ear.

The reduced hell platform hit the chest of the silver white metal armor like a black arrow, and punctured it on the spot.

With a successful blow, song Qingshu became even more powerful and unforgiving.

There are not many opportunities left for him.

If the distance between Song Qingshu and the silver armor is opened, the machine armor driven by the little old man can easily show the six levels of profound magic power of huashenjing.

Turn into God, one world at a time.

Song Qingshu may be able to kill the five demon Phoenix in huashenjing, but he really has no confidence to deal with the six terrorist mecha in huashenjing.

If the mecha really exerts the profound magic power of transforming the divine realm, it will be a great difficulty for song Qingshu.

So now for song Qingshu, the only dawn of victory.

He had to seize the most rare opportunity at this time and burst up to kill him.

At this time, the little old man who chose to fight with song Qingshu was regretful.

Song Qingshu is synonymous with monsters in his eyes, although song Qingshu has no magic power to transform the divine realm level.

But it has a terrible body than those who are stronger in the realm of God, and the hell platform above song Qingshu's head is too terrible.

Unexpectedly, he smashed all his Avenue armor with just one blow.

"When!"

The crisp impact sound of metal can be heard continuously.

In an instant, the silver mecha has collided with the stone mecha of song Qingshu for more than ten million times.

The space is shaking and uneasy, and the void is about to be shattered.

In thousands of duels, song Qingshu even gave a heavy hand to the silver mecha, all of which hit its vital place, making a big black hole in its whole body.

Under the prompt of the system, today's song Qingshu is the first expert of Avenue Shenjia.

With your eyes closed, you can know where the weaknesses of the avenue God armor are concentrated.

Click.

Click.

A few excited sounds, the sparks on the silver white mecha shot away, and many Avenue traces engraved on the avenue God armor were destroyed by song Qingshu.

The silvery white armor, which had just been shining, was much dimmed in an instant.

The little old man was so frightened that he couldn't even say a word.

The fact of the defeat of Da Dao Shenjia really hit him too hard.

Because he never thought that an outsider could attack the products of technology and Avenue.

"Why is your body so terrible that it is even stronger than the strong one in the realm of God, and you are almost close to the realm of God?"

The little old man looked at the big hole in the silver armor and couldn't help shouting.

In the history of the immortal world. Only when the physical power reaches the level above the divine light can the existence split the avenue divine armor with bare hands.

Now, before Song Qingshu became a strong man in the divine realm, he has such a powerful power. It's so terrible that the little old man can't believe it.