Chapter 517

Now, the red mecha that was killed by song Qingshu is very powerful.

It is also the top ten in the avenue mecha ranking of eternal family,

On it, there are unknown Avenue lines, ups and downs, and the composition of the whole mecha is also pure iron, without any ordinary steel in the world.

In terms of its performance, this red mecha is only above and never below the avenue mecha of song Qingshu.

But under the fierce punches of song Qingshu.

Even though this red mecha is extremely fierce and powerful, it can't withstand the sky breaking attack of song Qingshu.

"Click!"

A sound like the sound of broken glass came from the red armor.

Like a ruby, the mecha is full of turtle cracks, as if it is about to disintegrate at any time.

Song Qingshu's powerful power of the road diffused out. The strong people in the Huashen realm in the red machine armor suffered such an impact. Many bones were directly broken and coughed up blood.

"Die for me."

Song Qingshu picked up the blue magic knife in his hand, and the knife awn turned into a touch of residual Xia, flying over the red mecha.

Poof.

There was a loud sound of metal being cut from the red machine armor, and the strong man in the machine armor directly exploded into blood foam.

"Zhao Yi, please help me!"

Whew.

The red machine armor, the original God villain who turned the strong in the divine realm, tore up the void, turned into a flash of lightning and flew to Zhao Yi's direction.

Wen Yan.

Zhao Yi quickly reaches out his hand and holds it to the yuan Shen villain, trying to protect the elder of his eternal family in front of the demon king song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu smiled coldly and cut off the blue magic knife with a touch of thunder in the void.

The blade was like the wind, tore up the void, cut through the clouds in the sky, and came to the little man of the yuan God in an instant.

There was a soft pop.

The Yuanshen villain of the strong man was directly broken by a sword of song Qingshu and turned into starlight dust.

"Immortal!"

"You really pissed me off!"

Zhao Yi looked at the scattered starlight dust and took a deep breath. The green tendons on his forehead exploded and roared at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu smiled coldly:

"You're the next one to die."

"As for whether the dead are angry or not, what do I do?"

Stop talking.

Song Qingshu gave Zhao Yi a cold look.

Suddenly, Zhao Yi felt that he was severely hit by two heavy hammers.

Two muffled noises.

Two deep pits appeared on Zhao Yi's Golden Avenue mecha chest, and the lines on the avenue mecha were dim for a moment.

It's not until Zhao Yi gets angry and speaks.

There was another loud shout.

Song Qingshu raised his own combat power to the utmost and launched an all-round attack.

"The word of the soldier is determined, and ten thousand soldiers are skilled."

With the sound of song Qingshu's drinking and scolding.

Behind song Qingshu, a golden weapon treasure house suddenly appeared.

The rules of the avenue kept shaking in the brilliant golden light.

Various mysterious weapons are outlined one by one in the rules of the avenue.

Ten thousand kinds of weapons emerge together. This is the strongest secret skill of military word decision. Ten thousand soldiers come out together!

Now, song Qingshu controls the avenue armor and displays this kind of heaven and earth holy and strange secret skill.

For Zhao Yi, who stood in front of Song Qing's writing, this is undoubtedly a world-wide disaster.

The Arsenal outlined by Bing zijue is a golden world.

The dark golden ancient giant sword, the ancient road clock made of gold, the golden holy tripod, and the nine storey heavenly tower full of golden brilliance.

As long as it is a weapon that can be found and seen in the world, ye must find its trace in the weapon warehouse.

It can be said that there are all kinds of weapons. There are countless thousands of weapons. Each weapon exudes great power and appears behind song Qingshu. The void is faintly about to be collapsed.

The golden light emitted by thousands of weapons is extremely dazzling.

Now, song Qingshu is in the main road machine armor and starts to launch this anti heaven spiritual cultivation, which is naturally of infinite heaven power.

At least, it is much stronger than song Qingshu's pure use of flesh!

"You have weapons, don't I? Those who ascend to the immortal, weapons are more expensive than expertise, and they are by no means miscellaneous! "

Zhao Yi looked at the thousands of weapons floating behind song Qingshu, smiled coldly and said.

Stop talking.

Zhao Yi carries the emptiness of the yellow and LV big clock on his shoulder, and the bell mouth is aimed at Song Qingshu. He plans to shoot down a ripple on the avenue and shake song Qingshu into powder.

"More expensive than expertise? It makes sense, but if you don't even have weapons, what else is expensive? "

Song Qingshu listened to Zhao Yi's words, nodded indifferently and echoed his words.

Stop talking.

Song Qingshu shouted again:

"The word is determined!

Buzz!

The Yellow LV bell on Zhao Yi's shoulder was blown into dust under the divine power of Song Qing's calligraphy and military decision.

So the only weapon Zhao Yi could be proud of no longer existed and lost his only weapon.

But song Qingshu seemed to be able to read Zhao Yi's mind. When he raised his hands and feet, countless weapons attacked him.

"Ah..."

The performance of Zhao Yi's machine armor without Huang Lv's big clock has greatly decreased.

What's more, now it bears the brunt.

In the face of the attack of pieces of golden weapons, countless cracks appeared on the body, and Zhao Yi's Avenue mecha almost collapsed on the spot.

Zhao Yi quickly dodged by burning the power of the original God, but it was still a little late. Once song Qingshu made a strong move, he would never have any reservation.

"When!"

The pure gold ancient clock behind song Qingshu vibrated, and the clock waves directly smashed the shoulder of the mecha.

"Qiang!"

Song Qingshu read again. A sword made of gold cut off Zhao Yi's arm.

There was a roar.

Song Qingshu waved his right palm and manipulated the nine storey tower above his head to press down on Zhao Yi. The atmosphere of the avenue was surging and difficult to settle.

After the nine storey Tianta cave broke into the void, it hit his chest, completely depressing Zhao Yi's metal body, except for one hole after another.

Finally, Zhao Yi's golden armor finally began to disintegrate.

Song Qingshu's offensive is too fierce, even if the avenue mecha is far more defensive than other ordinary people.

But the Da Dao machine armour still made a powder all over the sky between the punches of song Qingshu, which was very cold.

Between hands and feet.

Hundreds of Avenue breath flew out of the world behind song Qingshu.

All kinds of shining magic weapons and sharp blades move together and become an eternal light that seems to be indelible.

In front of such a terrible attack by song Qingshu.

How can Zhao Yi's damaged mecha be stopped?

In the continuous attack and cutting of thousands of weapons, there was a harsh sound of fragmentation on the machine armor, which could not be stopped even by the war tools that transformed the divine realm.

"Do you have any last words? Hurry up."

Song Qingshu smiled coldly and said.