Daomen Invasion

Lin Qi flashed, Qiu Xuanji cut off with a sword, the dwarf mechanical warrior's battle axe was raised, and he heard a cry, and the mechanical warrior was split into two pieces.

Xiahe knew that it was Lynch who initiated the Taoist technique, but he didn't know what the name of the technique was in the Tianqimen.

The more rustic ones are called sharpness or something. Or broken mountains, cut rivers and the like.

After the mechanical warrior was split, a golden bead rolled out from inside.

Xiahe Road: "Do you want this?"

"Ten."

"Good." Xiahe was not stingy either. Qiu Xuanji is still under his staff, but he has reached the level of demigod, so he should improve his treatment. There is nothing to say about this.

Qiu Xuanji uses Taoism, although it will disturb the mechanical god, but that's how it is.

A Taoist technique that adds sharpness is nothing. The **** of machinery, naturally, there are ways to attack Qiu Xuanji. At that time, Qiu Xuanji also had other Taoist skills.

Authentic, the spell will never be one or two. Like the Nine Avenue Palace, the Taoist Association has thousands of spells.

Of course, like magic, there are the most proficient core spells. But all kinds of spells are already Taoist instincts, in any environment, you can find the corresponding skills and exert the most power.

In some environments, there are restrictions on spells, as it is today, but there will be some special Taoisms that can be performed in any environment.

For example, Xiahe is best at magic fire flying crow, palm thunder, six **** ash, Taiyin mirror method.

These spells, not to mention a mechanical god, even if the immortals come, they are correct.

Qiu Xuanji collected ten soul cores, still one sword, and was cleaning up the new robot warriors, but the soul cores he got again were all thrown to Xiahe.

It's just another day to pass the grind.

The three men took a rest in turn, and Xiahe jumped up until he sensed the city center and the fighting broke out, saying: "Start, let's go!"

"Don't wait?" Qiu Xuanji asked.

"There's nothing to wait for." Xiahe made a decisive move, and the wind was blowing at his feet, running toward the city center.

He doesn't need any Daoist skills, it is purely relying on foot strength, and the speed does not seem to be fast. In fact, it only takes a few minutes to reach the city center.

Whether it is the mechanical city or the **** body of the mechanical god, Xiahe is determined to get it.

The rest is not so important.

Xiahe is not a Taoist devoted to practice, he is the master of Taiyin Xianfu, a master of Taoism.

Therefore, Xiahe could not just concentrate on his own practice, he had to seek welfare for Taiyin Xianfu. Small things are naturally done by hand, and ordinary resources are also collected by disciples. But if it is a monster like a mechanical god, the disciples will not use it.

Taiyin Xianfu is now considered a behemoth, but mainstream disciples, on average, are first-order. Among them, the number of priests over one rank is less than 10%. The top-level power is already very strong, but most of them are under the Ninth Grade. If you want these disciples to demons and demons, you still have to spend years.

There is no obstruction ahead, and after the half-god level Ji Ji is killed, in this direction, the God of Machine is no longer fortified.

The robot fighters that happened by accident later wake up unexpectedly.

The three of Xiahe rushed to the core of the city and saw a real mechanical tower standing there. From the outside, you can see layers of metal gear structure.

Inside the tower, the sound of the gear turning was like thunder, and the earth was shaking.

However, what surprised Xiahe was not this, but under the tower, the body of the **** of machinery sat there, exactly like the human body.

This is a young male in his early twenties, wearing a white robe and sitting cross-legged.

His head was shiny and there was no hair.

The image of a monk is still a Buddhist monk.

When Xiahe arrived, the monk opened his eyes and looked around.

"Good, one two ... eight, nine." He counted there one by one, and his face was a bit ugly.

The mechanical tower is the source of the power of the mechanical **** and the core of the entire mechanical city.

He did not expect that when the God of Machines awakened, he would have such power and could mobilize the energy of the entire Machine City.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time." The white-robed monk said in a hurry.

"Oh?" Xiahe said.

"It has never been so difficult to occupy a world. And this world is still traumatized and leaks everywhere. It turns out that there is really a so-called main world!"

"Have you never met?"

"I'm just a doppelganger, don't look alone. I haven't gotten that much knowledge," the monk said with a smile.

"I don't like humble people very much. Usually this kind of people are very beating." Xiahe Road.

"If you are not right against me, I consider leaving your people as the surviving creatures of this world and take control of the world with me." The white robe monks seemed to be talking to themselves.

Long quinoa couldn't bear it at this time, saying: "But a false god, dare to fight with my lord!"

"He was sealed, otherwise I would not dare to build a mechanical city. By the way, you don't want to fight the **** of magic, come to me, do you think I'm better than the **** of magic?"

Chang Li said: "At least, if the **** of magic sees me, he won't say so much nonsense."

Xiahe's gaze swept across the audience. Below the tower was a square, which was very empty. In addition to the white robe monk, the three people on my side know the roots.

There are four bishops wearing pale white robes and three warriors wearing saint armor.

The three guys were counted as one person.

The white robe monk smiled and said: "Yeah, I'm talking a lot more nonsense, let you take it lightly. Then don't say anything, let's start?"

Long quinoa shook his head and said: "It's very tiring to hit here, I have to rest for a while."

Xiahe listened to the voice in the tower and knew what was going on. The **** of machinery is adjusting the laws of the entire city. Long quinoa now chooses to attack, will be directly targeted by the opponent.

Targeted design?

No wonder it changed into a monk's appearance. Anyone who starts first will suffer a loss. The **** of machinery looks like he should have killed a Buddhist kingdom.

It is more difficult to become a Buddha than to become a god, but the combat effectiveness is not necessarily higher. Enlightenment is mainly a matter of wisdom and transparency, and the other is long life. Ordinary powerful gods, that is, millions of years of life, and Buddha, tens of millions of years.

The gods also have to worry about the lifespan. After becoming a Buddha, if the kingdom of the Buddha is immortal, there is always a way to continue life.

Xiahe is not without a solution, but the long quinoa side really needs a rest. The long quinoa group attacked from three other directions, and each team consumed about 30% of its strength.

If the God of Machines wants to postpone, he will have to wait for everyone to return to full prosperity.

Xiahe didn't believe it, this mechanical **** would miss the opportunity.

In fact, there are twelve people, but Anduzias is hidden in the boundary of Xiahe, seamlessly. And the three saints are like one, they can't do it if they want to fight separately, and the three armors naturally have a relationship.

Sure enough, the **** of machinery smiled and said: "What rest, battle must be divided into life and death, but also depends on fate. When we are fate, don't wait any longer."

Between the speeches, a long metal whip flew up from behind him, like an infinitely long scorpion tail.

The metal whip swept over, and the space was cut with cracks as I saw it.

Without calculation, Xiahe knew that it could not be stopped. This metal long whip does not know where the roots are, as if coming from the void, just sweeping it, it is necessary to sweep nine enemies into a different space.

Xiahe looked at the metal long whip, and the above was covered with divine patterns.

Xiahe leaped lightly, and the power to block the space was ineffective for him. He also tapped the long whip with the tip of his spear, and the huge force directly flew him straight up.

call out!

Another whiplash swept over, Xiahe said badly, he just avoided it, it must be very easy, but the **** of machinery is laying out. When he had swept the metal long whip enough times, there were unstable space cracks everywhere, and he would avoid it sooner or later.

Xiahe turned around in the air, holding a spear and diving down.

Just as strong as the metal long whip he had, he had as much impact as he turned. Between this turning point, it was like a dragon swinging its tail, following the trend. The tip of his gun pierced the head of the white robe monk.

The white robe monk looked up and looked at Xiahe. In his eyes, a reflection of a star warship appeared.

The star warship was a shot towards Xiahe.

For a battleship of tens of kilometers in length, the power of the main gun, not to mention Xiahe, even the fairy did not want to suffer.

The reflection in the eyes of the white robe monk gave Xia He the idea of ​​avoidance. This is hierarchical suppression. For a moment, Xiahe could not tell whether it was real or illusory.

Because of the power of the white robe monk, he can turn illusion into reality at any time.

If you resist it, at the last moment, it was really the main bombardment ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I'm dead.

This is an energy cannon attack, the instant temperature may not be so high, but it also looks like tens of thousands of degrees. But the upper limit is too large, and billions of degrees are possible.

It stands to reason that such an attack cannot be shot in the eyes of the God of Machinery ...

In an instant, Xiahe didn't know how many thoughts he turned, and finally gave up the attack. His body stopped, gliding forward, and no longer attacked the white robe monk.

The third whiplash has been drawn, as if to know that Xiahe will definitely not choose to be tough.

Xiahe left the long whip on his body, his fluttering body, like catkins, flew towards the mechanical tower farther away, and at the same time, a seven-page book unfolded in his hand. The bursting stars burst out.

On each page of the magic book, nine sun-like fireballs were ejected, blasting towards the mechanical tower. (https: //) Daomen Invasion only represents the opinion of the author Deathstate. If you find that its content violates national laws, please delete it. The position of https: // is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform . 【】,thank you all!