Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Even Li Yao was at the top of the court, and the whole **** was able to see the whole battlefield. I didn't even find the existence of this sniper.

The extent of its horror can be seen.

The first bullet containing explosive energy has been silently sneaked in the void, and the halfway has not spread. If the non-champion responds in time, there is even hope that he will shoot his head!

One blow does not die, the sniper does not hide his shooting trajectory, seven streamers, like seven meteors parallel to the ground, almost arrogant from the battlefield everywhere, locking the boxing body to the whole body.

The starting point of the seven "meteors" is several kilometers apart. However, in Li Yao’s perception, there is only one sniper. I really don’t know how secretive the “phantom avatar” he has cultivated, in order to simultaneously shoot seven violent and unmatched , chasing stars to catch the bullets of the moon!

The boxing spirit of the boxing champion was torn to the left arm, and the body balance was lost in an instant. It was surrounded by the players of the immortal in all directions, and there was no way to dodge, but it was a low-pitched voice, and it was a sneak peek. The player grabs it and blocks it in front of him. He also slams the psionic shield and the interference field to the limit, and hardly picks up seven bullets!

"Booming and banging!"

Where is this seven bullets, it is clear that the seven-door Thunder cannon fires at the same time.

The cultivator who was captured by the boxing champion as a meat shield was blown apart and the film was not left.

The boxing champion was also blown up with a few shocking transparent holes, spewing a lot of crystal clear and viscous liquid.

"what!"

The boxing champion was full of gold and mans, and he was angry and unwilling to bark, let Li Yao think of the lion who fell into the trap, facing the wretched dog above the trap.

"Hey!"

The boxing champion also wanted to assault, the right leg could not bear the weight of the body, and the ankle joint and the knee joint exploded at the same time, exploding a splendid component.

The boxing champion almost fell to the ground, but it was a squat, standing alone, glaring at the dog-like cultivator.

The players face each other, and at first they were shocked by the momentum of the boxing champion, and they could not help but retreat.

When they saw the horror of the boxing champion at the moment, they were angry and angered, and they rushed forward with a slap in the face, trying to harvest the last drop of blood from the boxing champion.

"he's mine!"

"It's all gone, let me come!"

"Who dares to grab this person with me?"

All players thought that the boxing champion was on the verge of death. Everyone wanted to kill the first warrior of the "Great Devil". The hostility between them became a fierce murderousness.

Even the sniper, who is a ghost, has fired 13 shots in one breath. The target is not a boxing champion, but a lot of cultivators.

All players perceive the horror of this sniper, shouting, making birds and beasts.

The second spiritual weapon of the boxing champion blasted at this moment, and a golden eagle that was more dazzling than the sun shone from the sky, like a golden-winged bird that fluttered its wings and swept toward the direction of the "big iron city". !

The player who cultivated the immortal did not expect the vitality of the boxing king to be so tenacious, and the third body of the bird's form could escape, and under the slightest sigh, it was actually surrounded by the boxing champion.

The sniper did not hesitate to expose his position, and even shot, but the body contracted to only the size of the palm of the boxing champion, but more than a hundred times smart, and dangerously escaped a bullet that will kill.

"Oh!"

The "Meteor Plasma Gun" in front of "Dachengcheng" fired again. This time it was a fire network that was full of wilderness, which disturbed the sight and movement of the player who cultivated the immortals. Escaped to the "big iron city."

From the confrontation between the champion and the happy owner, to the spurting of the blood of the owner of the city, the champion accelerated the pursuit, and then many assassins shot the siege. The continuous replacement of the three martial arts bodies by the boxing champion seemed dazzling, but in just three minutes.

In just three minutes, the vast majority of jealousy and murderers scattered throughout the battlefield, it is impossible to know what happened in the center of the battlefield.

Most people are still trapped in the torrent of steel, rushing forward and destroying everything that can be seen.

At this time, the sound of the sharp whistle sounded again around the "Dachengcheng", followed by the roar of the boxing champion: "Xiahou has no heart to be beaten by me, rushing into the city, conquering the world of bliss!"

The sound of the sky and the waves, the heavy slap on the entire battlefield, all the excitement and madness to the extreme, and all the defenders are scared of the six gods, heartbreaking.

The boxing champion is not a lie.

Xiahou was unintentional and he was really beaten by his fist, and his whereabouts are unknown.

The Happy City defense line also completely collapsed!

"Damn!"

All the cultivators who had just besieged the boxing champions were so gloomy that they could screw out the ink. They all knew that they were vying for the head, making a great opportunity to sneak away. They couldn’t help but complain about each other and then they would kill the boxing champion. It is ten times higher.

However, not all of the savvy players are standing in the Happy City camp.

There are also a lot of players who are randomly assigned to the boxing camp. After realizing what happened, they can't help but laugh and scream "God helps me too!"

Li Yao, who is watching the battle within the "big iron city", is more and more nervous about the uneasiness of the gods.

I always felt a little wrong. After the remnant of the boxing champion fled back to the big iron city, the psionic fluctuations were not disordered, but more and more powerful, more and more violent, and more and more crazy.

It is like a seal that is untied, from the depths of the devil, stretching out thousands of strong tentacles to the sky.

These "touchers" are like blood vessels, meridians and muscle fibers, which spread to the whole "big iron city". The shock and shaking of "big iron city" is more and more intense. It is like a monster that is waking up!

"Roar!"

In the depths of the "Great Iron City", the roar of the boxing champion was once again heard. The general steel battle fort in this skyscraper has inspired the anti-gravity array on the chassis, slowly suspended, and the gears rotate rapidly, and the chains are constantly moving. Under the twisting, the camouflage of the layered outer casing is removed, revealing a total of eight telescopic mechanical arms.

On each of the robotic arms, there are more than ten meters of super giant dragon swords, slashing knives and mountain axe that can shake the mountains. When stretching to the limit, the attack range will be nearly kilometers!

Not to mention that after the clumsy outer casing has been detached, the hive-type heavy fire platform and rotating turret, which is covered with the entire "big iron city", is a mobile arsenal!

There are also countless spiders, scorpions and beasts in the form of psionic powers that move rapidly on the surface and inside of the Big Iron City, carefully maintaining this majestic steel battle, so that it can exert its strongest fighting power!

"Ohh Ohh ohh!"

The whistle whistling, the white mist is transpiration, and the "big iron city" is looming in the white mist. If you stand on the cloud, you will be the gods of all kinds.

"Oh, hehehe!"

The roar of the boxing champion turned into a cruel laughter. The dozens of 20-meter-long chain saw swords, the slashing knives and the mountain axe were lifted high.

"..."

No matter which camp the cultivator is standing on, all of them are full of pressure, and the domineering to the extreme scene is deeply shocked, and can't speak for a long time.

"It's too exaggerated, it's too violent!"

The **** demon faintly said, "This is the ultimate form of the boxing champion. The "big iron city" is his body. With such a very special 'spiritual body', he gave birth to a unified earth. Attacking the ambitions of Manzhushahua!"

"This is really the remnant of a Yuan Ying monk in the district. Can you do it?"

Li Yao is more and more eccentric.

At this moment, in order to control the iron castle of the nearly 100-meter-high steel fortress, the boxing champion stirred the soul to the limit, but Li Yao, who is in his "body", perceives a subtle difference.

After arranging many doubtful points in front and back, they condensed into a gleaming chain. Li Yao felt that he was approaching the end of the mystery.

"The "Fighting King" Lei Zonglie's model of the soul and rhythm is so strange, how do I feel that he is not like... human?"

Li Yao was a little stunned and was shocked by his answer.

Looking down the observation hole at the top of the "big iron city", although it is a blue sky, the delicate flowers on the top of the sky are still clearly visible.

"The City of the Sky, Manzhushahua" is like a bloodshot eyeball, staring at the battlefield quietly.

"The other side of the flower, the immortal, what kind of monster did you create!"

Li Yao muttered to himself.

"I have a hunch."

The **** devil smirked, "Whether the cultivators know the secrets of Lei Zonglie, this time, they have to play with themselves!"

......

Follow Li Yao's gaze all the way up, Jiuyunyun, the limit of the atmosphere, the intersection of the six orbital space orbital stations, the super-large-scale Xinghai Battle Fort, "Sky City, Manzhushahua".

While Li Yao stared at Manzhu Shahua, this is like a flower on the other side. He grew up in the Xinghai Battle Fort at the entrance of Jiuyou Huangquan. There are also countless pairs of eyes watching everything on the ground battlefield.

In a magnificent, grandiose, palace-like hall, there are countless crystal clear three-dimensional light curtains floating around the head and overhead. Each light curtain shows the main perspective of a cultivator. The form of the waterfall information flow shows his physiological parameters at the moment, including heartbeat, pulse, injury, adrenaline secretion, psionic amplitude, and so on.

The savvy player who has already died, the picture turns gray, repeatedly replaying his miserable death.

There is also a real-time picture taken in secret from all angles of the battlefield, depicting the tragic war process in a relatively macroscopic way.

The largest and most conspicuous pair of light curtains are densely packed, ranging from points to the number of enemies, to the completion rate of various regional tasks.

Half of the ice, half of the flame, the other side of the hall, under the reflection of the sea of ​​blood and the blazing fire, is a cup of cross, sing and dance, and the atmosphere is relaxed.

Numerous people of high society who are graceful and graceful, toasting, laughing and laughing, are holding a cocktail party.