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Hear the words.

Song Qingshu didn't say anything, Song Qingshu was not afraid of anything, but suddenly acted.

Thunder arcs and clouds rose under Song Qingshu's feet, and with a bang, he shattered the void around his body, and his figure was faster than Dadao's lightning.

Almost in a ten-thousandth of an instant, Song Qingshu came to the little old man.

The reason why he was in such a hurry was because Song Qingshu felt a danger that could not explain why.

So Song Qingshu didn't want to let the little old man in front of him attack first, and with an angry shout, Song Qingshu directly attacked the killer first.

Because the speed is too fast, Song Qingshu's figure is no longer as handsome as when he was standing on the ground.

Song Qingshu flew across when he was in the air.

With his hands folded on his chest, he pressed forward with great anger and horror, like a golden heavenly stele with a flash of thunder and suppressed in front of the little old man.

The little old man saw Song Qingshu's hand in his hand, he couldn't help but furious: "Toast and not eat!"

There was a boom.

The pitch-black metal armor worn by the little old man began to shine, and then it enlarged wildly.

In the same instant, it became a metal giant made of silver, reaching eight feet tall.

"Silver Xuanwu inferior Jiawei, indestructible world ranked 37th."

"I didn't expect to meet such a powerful Dao God Armor just now. It seems that I can really see and see new things."

Song Qingshu looked at the divine armor incarnation of the little old man, smiled coldly, and spoke.

"clang!"

"clang!"

Song Qingshu's palm was intent on Heavenly Tribulation Thunder, and he confronted the Great Dao God Armor controlled by the little old man.

With two extremely loud blasts coming from the God Armor of the Avenue, then Song Qingshu’s Heavenly Tribulation imprinted two shallow palm prints on the God Armor of the Silver Avenue, shooting out a handful of fire, but it was not damaged. .

Seeing this.

After Song Qingshu shattered the void, his figure retreated several feet, his eyes were brilliant and brilliant, and two large beams of several meters long smashed against this metal armor.

boom.

The artistic conception of Kun turns into a ten thousand-foot mountain, and the avenue of life turns into green willow branches.

Immediately, the silver-white metal armor stomach was entangled by the willow branches, unable to move even for a moment.

When it was struggling, the 10,000-zhang high mountain rushed towards the silver-white Dao Shenjia.

With a muffled sound, the Great Avenue God Armor directly sunk an extremely terrifying hole in his chest.

"It's no wonder that you can survive the Nine and Nine Tribulations by relying on the Nascent Soul Realm. Your physical strength is indeed beyond my imagination."

"But in front of the technology of my immortal world, all your struggles are in vain, there is no hope!"

The little old man was hiding in the silver-white avenue god armor, and he opened his lips in surprise.

Stop talking.

The silver-white metal armor that was more than eight feet tall began to emit wisps of fairy artifacts, and the terrifying power began to recover before Song Qing wrote!

Since this Great Dao Divine Armor is no longer a weapon in a simple sense, the Bing Zi Jue mastered by Song Qingshu has also lost its proper function.

All Dadao armors are all first-class immortals.

The Great Avenue God Armor in front of Song Qingshu can't be considered tall, but it has entered the ranks of immortal weapons, so it is very scary to be used for life and death fighting.

There are not many such Dao Divine Armor, and the non-transforming Divine Realm powerhouse cannot temper.

Therefore, even in the first family of the immortal world, there are not many such Dao God armors. Non-important people can't control it. Anyone can be extremely powerful.

"Foreign dirty climbers, I promise this is the last time."

"Kneel down and learn how to bark, I will not kill you, not only will I not kill, I can do a good job for you."

The little old man's voice came from the silver-white mecha that was more than eight feet away.

"Go to hell."

In the face of the little old man's repeated provocations, Song Qingshu was really angry.

Immediately, Song Qingshu directly shook his hand with the broken sword behind him, and slashed a hundred zhang sword energy against the silver-white mecha.

Sword Qi evolves in the air, evolves the thunder, evolves the boundless world, evolves infinite life.

In the end, the various visions merged together, shattering the void and cutting off the silver-white mecha.

"Space jump!"

The little old man felt the terrifying power contained in Song Qingshu's broken sword, and activated one of the secret methods of the Great Dao God Armor with great fear.

Whoops.

The figure of the Great Dao God Armor turned into a sky full of radiance, and disappeared into the air. Song Qingshu was so decisive that his sword fell directly.

Then, dozens of miles away, the silver-white avenue armor resurfaced, condensing in the wind.

Chapter 502

"Give up your stupid resistance! Even your strongest sword can be easily avoided by me. After all, science and technology cannot be defeated by you ascetics."

The silver mecha driven by the little old man was shaped like a wind, and fleeed in front of Song Qingshu's broken sword.

The silver mech looked at Song Qingshu, standing hundreds of meters away, coldly cursing.

Hear the words.

Song Qingshu's mouth couldn't help but raised a smile.

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

Just now that dreamlike space travel has actually used most of the energy in this silver mecha energy furnace.

Now the warning from the little old man is nothing more than the arrogance at the end of the force.

One thought ends here.

Song Qingshu was still indifferent, he just squeezed his fist and raised it, then smashed the void and rushed towards the silver mecha.

Although the silver mecha is as high as eight feet tall, it is super sensitive than Song Qingshu.

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

There are countless road inscriptions carved on the giant sword, and as the silver mecha lightly swings the giant sword, the void trembles slightly on the sword and it is difficult to rest.

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

The little old man adopted the close combat mode of the Great Dao God Armor, in this age when he only had to cultivate his own soul.

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

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

Immortal mist lingered on the silver giant sword, and the god-level immortal artifact fluctuated on it.

As the silver giant sword uttered an violent sound, the real fairy weapon was resurrected.

The silver giant sword can be called a peerless sharp, and the inscription on the avenue on the sword emits thousands of white mist and clouds.

Moreover, that little old man himself was an eight-fold strong master of Nascent Soul who was extremely close to the realm of transformation, and it was possible to break through the existence of strong realm of transformation at any time.

Let him drive this avenue mech, it can be said to be handy.

The silver giant sword is raised flat, raised diagonally, hacked hard, and cut in rage!

In a series of actions, the little old man mastered the strength of the sword, and never wasted any extra energy of himself.

As the silver giant sword kept cutting down, the vast avenue of sword marks and mighty sword energy on the sword were all torn into the void before falling towards Song Qingshu.

Facing the celestial sword of the god-transformation realm, even Song Qingshu, who had a physical body comparable to the powerhouse of the god-transition realm, felt a trace of fear from the bottom of his heart.

But Song Qingshu is very simple.

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

The stone mecha is only a head taller than Song Qingshu. If compared with the silver mecha, it can be said to be extremely shabby.

But the monks never judged heroes based on strength and weakness, and never judged superiority by beauty and ugliness.

There was only a scream.

Song Qingshu's figure escaped into the stone mecha.

A jet-black hell platform hung over his head, and black mist poured down from the hell platform.

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

At the same time, he was carrying a broken-looking cornucopia in his right hand, with a recessed corner, and the whole cornucopia looked funny.

"You have armor and more powerful weapons, but how much can I lose to you?"

Song Qingshu sneered coldly, and then the stone mecha turned into a dark brown lightning, and slammed into the silver armor with great anger.

"clang!"

With a violent sound, it exploded in the sky.

The hell platform hanging on the head of Song Qing's book smashed on the silver great sword.

Although no fluctuations appeared on the platform of the hell, and no road inscriptions were lit up, and it did not recover like a dead thing, but it still broke the giant sword!

"Boom!"

Moreover, the Hell Terrace did not change its castration. Between Song Qingshu's thoughts, it danced with the wind and its body shrank several times.

Then came a roar in Song Qingshu's ears.

The shrunken Hell Terrace hit the chest of the silver-white metal armor of the Avenue like a black arrow, piercing it on the spot.

With one hit, Song Qingshu became even more powerful.

There are not many opportunities left to him.

If the distance between Song Qingshu and the silver armor is widened, the mecha that the little old man drove can easily display the profound mana of the sixth level of the gods.

In the realm of God, one realm day by day.

Song Qingshu may be able to kill the five-layer demon phoenix of the God-Transformation Realm, but he really has no confidence to deal with the six-layer Terror Mecha of the God Transformation Realm.

If the mecha really used the profound magic power of the Sixth Level of Transforming God Realm, then it would be a catastrophe 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 violently slay him.

But at this time, the little old man who chose to fight Song Qingshu up close was regretful.

Song Qingshu was already synonymous with monsters in his eyes, even though Song Qingshu didn't have the magic power of the gods.

But it had a body that was even more terrifying than a powerful person in the gods of transformation, and the hell platform above Song Qingshu's head was too terrifying.

It was only a single blow to smash all his Dao God Armor.

"when!"

The metal's crisp impact sound is endless.

In an instant, the silver mecha had collided with Song Qingshu's stone mecha more than a million times.

The space is shaking and restless, and the void is about to shatter.

In the thousands of duels, Song Qingshu even hit the silver mecha with heavy hands, all hitting its vitals, causing big black holes to appear all over his body.

Under the prompt of the system, Song Qingshu is now the number one expert of Dadao Shenjia.

With your eyes closed, you can know where the weaknesses of the Great Dao Divine Armor are concentrated.

Click.

Click.

After several loud blasts, the sparks on the silver-white mecha shot away, and many of the road traces inscribed on the road god armor were destroyed by Song Qingshu.