Li Qingming's pupils shrank suddenly, and he tried to exert downward force, but found that the bit of starlight could not be penetrated by the Bamboo Spear.
He looked up and suddenly discovered that there was a terrifying aura gestating not far away.
This is a silver-white metal mecha that is ten feet tall, exuding the majestic pressure of a saint.
It held a large silver sword in its hand, the tip of the sword flashed with cold light, and it slashed out a star path of cold light that extended all the way to Li Qingming's Bamboo Spear.
"You two, come here quickly! Do you really want to be in the hands of these barbaric natives?" Suddenly, a strange, electronic sound came from the mecha.
Although the voice was complicated and difficult to distinguish, Li Qingming still recognized it as the voice of Prince Sang La.
Alyssa and Thor retreated hastily, excitedly looking at the huge mecha beside them, and said: "Sacred-level mecha! We are saved, we are saved!"
"Aboriginal, if you commit suicide now, you might be able to reincarnate! After a while, you won't be so lucky!" Prince Sang La's cold voice was mixed with the electronic sound, giving it a different kind of coldness.
"Are you sure you want to say that?" Li Qingming said with a smile, a huge momentum rising around him.
"Aboriginal, with your short knowledge, how can you possibly understand the power of our technological maze. I advise you to commit suicide as soon as possible!" Sangla said gloomily.
Li Qingming stopped talking nonsense and suddenly started to take action.
He turned into a streak of cyan lightning and rushed towards Sangla with a spear in hand. He wanted to try in his current state how long he could fight with him with his cultivation in the late stage of Sainthood!
Li Qingming was in an extremely excited state and flew almost close to the ground. The spear in his hand shone with bright purple brilliance, like a purple sky pillar.
Prince Sang La suddenly changed color, the silver-white mecha ten feet high emitted a dazzling brilliance, and mysterious Taoist symbols appeared in the sky on the surface of the mecha.
He is now afraid of the spear in Li Qingming's hand. First, breaking the cage, then Daolun's Holy Armor, and then the testing ground where the Holy Lord once placed Dao marks... Each of them is a bloody lesson.
Prince Sang La naturally did not dare to be careless.
"Qiang!"
Li Qingming's Bamboo Spear directly pierced the metal mecha, leaving a fairly shallow small hole on it, making a soft sound of gold and iron clashing.
However, this blow that was filled with Li Qingming's full strength did not damage the mecha.
"Buzz!"
The mecha's pair of fist-sized electronic eyes suddenly shot out two golden beams of light, heading straight for Li Qingming's Tianling Cap.
"Holy shit!" Li Qingming screamed strangely, hurriedly withdrew his spear, backed up quickly, and dodged the beam.
"What a sensitive reaction, what a powerful force!" Sang La was secretly surprised. At the same time, his desire to capture Li Qingming for slice research was getting stronger and stronger.
"Indigenous people, don't make the last struggle! You have no hope!" The silver-white metal mecha suddenly emitted wisps of sacred fluctuations, which was terrifying.
Holy Armor, fully activated by San La!
Saint-level mechas are very rare in the Technological Lost City. It can be said that there are only two in the entire Technological Lost City, one belongs to the Holy Lord, and the remaining one was given to Sangla by the Holy Lord.
This holy-level mecha is very tall, and it has stepped into the ranks of saints. It is very terrifying when used to kill enemies.
"Aboriginal, I give you one last chance! Dedicate your strange three-legged sacred weapon and the spear in your hand to me, and I will let your soul go to reincarnation!" came the message from the bright silver holy mecha.
The voice of Prince Sangla.
"Do you really think you can kill me?" Li Qingming suspended his body in mid-air with a sneer on his lips.
Prince Sangla in the mecha laughed arrogantly: "Hahahahaha, barbaric natives! Do you think you will have a chance to escape from me? Suffer death!"
Having said this, the silver-white mecha exuding infinite holy power, holding the silver sword in its hand, rushed over directly.
"Fuck you, old pervert! It seems I can't do it without my soul!" Li Qingming changed his color instantly. This was obviously the fluctuation of a saint. This saint-level mecha seems to be able to make a useless person like Daluo Jinxian,
Instantly achieve the state of sainthood.
Moreover, this mecha is so huge and so agile in its movements without any bloat. It seems that Sang La also practices the art of controlling mechas from time to time, and can use the saint's abilities at will.
"Buzz!"
Li Qingming didn't bother to think so much, and directly entered his body. In an instant, the majestic pressure of the saint swept away in all directions with Li Qingming as the center.
The more than 200 prison cells that were previously pushed to the corner by Li Qingming's sleeve gradually began to show cracks under the dual pressure of the holy mecha and Li Qingming.
"What? There is actually a secret method that can instantly elevate one's cultivation to the realm of a saint!" Prince Sang La's expression changed as he approached Li Qingming, but the big sword in his hand slashed down without interruption, aiming straight at the target.
Li Qingming’s Tianling Gai.
Li Qingming's eyes were like electricity, flashing with green brilliance. He pointed at the Qiankun Cauldron floating in the air.
"Whoosh!"
A bright blue light flashed past, and the flowers, birds, fish and insects carved on the cauldron wall, as well as the mountains and rivers, all came to life.
Fragrant flowers and plants, lush trees, running birds and animals, gurgling streams... everything seems to have been perfectly activated.
"Go!" Li Qingming sneered and waved his big hand upward.
"when!"
The green light flashing Qiankun Cauldron hit the silver sword, making a crisp sound of gold and iron.
The birds on the cauldron wall roared violently, and the running beasts roared upwards. The voices of the two different races coincided. The terrifying sound waves directly shattered the void and broke the sword.
"Buzz!"
The Qiankun Cauldron was as powerful as a rainbow and did not change its momentum. It was commanded by Li Qingming, like a cyan ribbon, and was drawn on the left shoulder of the silver-white mecha, piercing it all at once.
In line with the principle of taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Li Qingming took advantage of the situation and pointed the spear in his hand at the mecha, stabbing back and forth crazily.
But at this moment, Prince Sangla, who was sitting in the mecha, was constantly gasping for air, and at the same time, he felt a little regretful about his impulse.
This native is simply a cunning fox. He not only consciously hides his strength, but also has many sacred weapons, and his moves are very weird. He actually penetrated his holy mecha just by meeting him.
"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang..."
The sound of gold and iron clashing continued, and the spears in Li Qingming's hand danced like the wind, all stabbing into the mecha. Not a single shot was wasted.
In just one breath, the originally majestic and majestic silver mecha with overwhelming holy flames turned into scrap metal full of holes.
The more Li Qingming beat, the more angry he felt in his chest. He suddenly put away the Bamboo Spear and poured all the power of the Law of Power into the Qiankun Cauldron.
In an instant, the Qiankun Cauldron swelled to a size of about ten feet, and it was covered with golden runes. The flowers, birds, fish, insects, water, trees, mountains and rivers... all turned into terrifying wild beasts.
Birds spread their wings, beasts spout fierce flames, and fish and insects breathe out vitality.
They all turned into another appearance, with fierce flames and evil spirits.
"What a pervert, you damn thing, you still want to suck my blood, and you want my spiritual treasure! Master Tao, I will send you on your way now!" Li Qingming suddenly grabbed the Qiankun Cauldron flying above his head, and pointed it at the silver-white machine
A's head was struck with an extremely ferocious roar.
"Zizzi~~Papa~~Boom~~"
Accompanied by a blazing blue electric light, Li Qingming rotated the Qiankun Cauldron, brutally blasting the holy mecha into scrap metal. Not only were all the avenue runes engraved on it obliterated, but also the limbs and head.
The whole thing was blown to pieces, and plumes of black smoke rose up.
In the distance, whether it was Swick lying on the ground unable to move, or Alyssa and Thor hiding shivering at the entrance to the second floor, their faces were full of horror, and the light in their eyes kept flickering: "How is this possible?
,How can it be……"
At this moment, Prince Sang La in the mecha was so scared that he lost his soul. When the Qiankun Cauldron continued to blast towards the remaining body, Prince Sang La finally woke up and hurriedly tore the mecha apart, trying to escape.
Go to the top pyramid.
It's a pity that Li Qingming will never give him this chance!
Now that things have reached this point, if he doesn't figure out the forces in Techno City, he won't be able to sleep peacefully.
"Get over here!" Li Qingming said with a cold face, glanced at Prince Sang La who was running away like crazy, and gently tapped him with his big hand.
"call out!"
The power of the silver space law fluctuated instantly, tightly locking the space around Prince Sang La.
Then, Li Qingming held his right hand in vain, and then suddenly pulled it in his direction.
Prince Sang La came to Li Qingming as if being carried by an invisible big hand.
Prince Sang La, whose ontological realm is only in the mid-stage quasi-sage realm, simply cannot break free from Li Qingming's space restraint.
His eyes kept spinning, showing a frightened look, and he tried his best to break free from the restraints.
But no matter how hard he tried, he never succeeded.
"Barbaric soil... Oh, no! Dear Sir! I can give you whatever you want, as long as you can spare my life!" Prince Sangla no longer had the previous arrogance, and his face was pale.
He begged Li Qingming like a paper, hoping that Li Qingming would let him live.
Li Qingming shook his head and said: "Don't you really want my flesh and blood and spiritual treasure? Well, I also want your flesh and blood, so give it to me!"
"No, no, sir!" Prince Sangla screamed crazily and said: "Sir, great sir! I can tell you everything you want to know! Please, don't kill me!"
Li Qingming sneered and said: "I gave you a chance, and now the agreed time has already passed! As for what I want to know, there are naturally ways to know it. So, you'd better die!"
"puff!"
There was a crisp sound of bones breaking, and Li Qingming forcefully broke Prince Sang La's neck. Streams of blood overflowed from Prince Sang La's mouth and nose.
The bright red color is so dazzling! (To be continued.)