National Luck: Iron Man, the mechanical army sweeps everything

With a loud shout, a green vine condensed out of his hand.

The power exuded by Qingteng is even more palpitating than the Taihe Sword.

The ivy is completely transformed by the aura of the poplar.

It quickly condensed into the shape of a large knife tens of meters long, which was extremely incongruous compared with the thin Cang Yang in the air.

"There are so many things?"

Qin Feng's eyelids twitched.

Sure enough, this old thing is no more difficult to deal with than other opponents!
"Uncle Jiu, here are some Thunder Talismans!"

Qin Feng kept dodging in the air and shouted towards the rear.

"it is good!"

Uncle Jiu manipulated the remaining flying zombies and threw a few Thunder Talismans out of nowhere.

The Thunder Talisman flew straight towards the armor, and finally all of them stuck on the back of the armor.

"The gods of thunder from the five directions, the true talisman tells the alliance, five thunders and five thunders, they will come as soon as they are heard! Thunder arrives!"

After he finished chanting the incantation, thunderbolts fell from the sky.

Click!

Click! !
Thunderbolt's wrist is thick and thin, and its power is more than three times greater than what Uncle Jiu used before.

Just kidding, Uncle Jiu has been promoted to the middle stage of foundation establishment anyway, and he is no longer that little Taoist priest at the peak of Qi refining.

Click, click! !

After the thunder and lightning were approved, the lightning symbols affixed to the mecha were like lightning rods, acting as a thunderbolt.

In an instant, lightning struck the mecha.

boom!
The power of the attacks bombarded by each armor suddenly increased.

Cang Yang's big knife hadn't been cut down yet, and he suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

"Bastard... asshole..."

How could he have imagined that he could combine lightning spells with technological mechs.

And the power is so impressive!

Terrible!
Although the demon path is in the middle stage of foundation establishment, the thunder technique it uses is extremely powerful.

I'm afraid that among monks of the same rank, no one can surpass him.

In the little blue star civilization, the three random guards are all such terrifying cultivating monsters?

At this moment, Cang Yang felt a little emboldened.

"watch out!"

Cang Yang shouted, and the sword finally came towards Qin Feng.

The big knife looks clumsy, but it is actually extremely fast!
In the blink of an eye, it was cut in front of my eyes.

The witch turned into a cloud of black mist, came to the Savior, and blocked Qin Feng again.

Along with it, there were seven flying zombies controlled by Uncle Jiu.

Dangdang!
A few Flying Zombies were the first to bear the brunt of the attack, and their iron-headed ones blocked the blade of the big knife abruptly.

At the end, there is a pair of large pincers formed by the black mist in the witch's hands, holding the giant knife tightly.

"What... what?!"

Cang Yang's eyeballs almost popped out.

Can you do this?

Use the strong body of zombies to harden it? !

Many flying stiffs blocked his move at the same time, and He Cun, who was at the front, suddenly had his scalp cracked, and black blood flowed down his cheeks.

Jiang Qianqing behind him was also having a hard time, and now she couldn't bear to look at her face that was still acceptable.

The further back the better.

Not only that, Cang Yang could clearly feel that the power of Qiulian's blade-wielding energy transformed by the aura was gradually decreasing.

There was an inexplicable force that was even drawing the spiritual power from his body along the broadsword tens of meters away.

Magic repair!

Cang Yang's eyes were slightly cold, and he locked his eyes on the witch behind the zombie.

"Okay, you demon cultivator, what kind of exercises are you using!"

This guy can actually draw the power of others.

Moxiu really should not be underestimated!

"Hmph," at first the Witch Demon was extremely afraid, but he didn't expect the Feizhus to be so powerful, and they forcibly took down the sword.

Only then can he easily absorb the opponent's energy.

Now that it has been discovered, there is nothing to be polite about.

"Heaven-eating Dafa!!"

The witch and demon shouted loudly, and a terrifying suction came out.

The black air on Qiulian Yourendao's body turned into big pincers, like two big suckers, constantly absorbing the power from them.

The big knife becomes smaller rapidly visible to the naked eye.

"Asshole! Asshole!"

Cang Yang quickly drew his saber, and swung the saber wildly in the air.

But the witch is like a dog's skin plaster and won't let go.

No matter how the other party shakes it off, it just won't come off.

The scene suddenly became a little funny.

"Turtle!"

Sister Bao'er struggled with a spiritual Taihe sword for a long time, but she still couldn't get it done, and she was a little angry.

"Go to hell!!"

She moved the saber again, and the two short knives flashed with electric arcs, and slashed straight at Taihe sword in a daze.

Dangdang!

With two deafening bangs, the double-edged lightning strikes turned into four pieces, which were cut off by the Taihe Sword.

The lightning double blades that lost their spirituality no longer have arc flashes.

Sister Baoer stared angrily.

Looking at the two handles and the broken blade in front of him, he was completely angry.

She retracted the broken knife to the space ring, her breath fluttering.

"Turtle son, dare to cut off the knife my little brother gave me..."

Miss Bao'er muttered in a low voice, her black hair flying, her breath soaring, like an angry female beast.

Sensing the terrifying aura behind him, Cang Yang turned to Qiu Lian to swim around.

"what??"

He stared at Sister Bao'er in a daze. Is this the aura that the peak Jindan can have?

Cang Yang even felt that Sister Baoer's aura was as strong as his own.

"Jarvis, psionic pulse blast him!"

In the air, Qin Feng saw that Sister Bao'er was about to go mad and try her best, and was a little anxious.

"Yes, sir."

woo~~~
The turret of the spiritual pulse gun on the ground rotated, aiming at the ball of light bombarded by many armors.

boom!
The psychic pulse cannon fires!
Cang Yang's scalp went numb, and the spirit energy consumed by the body's protective energy surged.

"asshole!"

Cang Yang cursed, and kept moving rapidly in the air.

However, no matter how he moved, none of the many attacks landed on him.

Just when Cang Yang was losing his temper, Sister Bao'er suddenly raised her head, her eyes were red and she yelled:

"Go to hell! Go to hell!!!"

Icicles the size of a person appeared in front of him out of thin air.

Along with the ice cone, there are many water drops.

The ice cones and water drops rushed towards Cang Yang.

Seeing this, Cang Yang's eyelids twitched.

"Water spell?"

The people of Qin Fenglong Kingdom are also a little confused, they have never seen Sister Baoer cast spells.

What everyone didn't know was that this was a spell cast by Sister Bao'er in a fit of rage.

That is, created...

Faced with the all-out attack from the monks of the same rank, Cang Yang did not dare to neglect.

"Grass and trees cloud screen!"

He made quick moves with both hands, and a barrier composed of logs appeared in front of him.

Puff puff!
The huge ice pick hit the log, and the green and white halos flickered wildly.

The log barrier and the ice cone died together and fell to the ground.

But the water droplets that hit like bullets flew through the gaps between the logs.

Most of the hits hit Cang Yang's protective qi, and the rest collided with the wandering Taihe Sword.

Make a rattling sound.

Not only that, the Taihe sword was hit by water droplets, and the water droplets instantly condensed into ice, freezing the entire fairy sword into a big iron lump.

"what?"

Feeling the great loss of Taihe Sword's aura, Cang Yang was very distressed.

"Bastard!"

He cursed, turned over with one hand, Taihe Jian slammed, and the ice on the sword turned into powder.