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Song Qingshu wanted to use the most terrifying continuous attack to kill this incredible Dao Mecha on the spot.

"My eternal family must not be insulted!"

Zhao Yi watched Song Qingshu's countless sword gestures against the dark red mecha, and then roared in panic and incomparably angrily.

"clang!"

Huang Lu Dazhong, full of traces of years, appeared in front of Song Qingshu.

The Huanglu clock is several feet high, and the pure golden clock wall is carved with exotic flowers, birds and animals.

The sun, the moon, the mountains and the river are floating in the middle, and the stars and Han are brilliant as if appearing in it. The pure gold clock is simple and atmospheric, blocking the countless sword winds of Song Qingshu.

However, Song Qingshu's offensive was invincible and unmatched.

With a stab, it appears like a torrential waterfall, and with a punch it resembles a violent wind and tsunami.

In this instant, Song Qingshu punched out the various Dao seals he mastered.

Song Qingshu's palms turned into black mountain peaks, and the thunder and heaven loomed in his palms.

With a boom, Song Qingshu's left palm directly blasted the big clock out.

The blue magic knife held tightly in Song Qingshu's right palm chopped out the all-pervasive blade wind, and the blue sword aura flooded the crimson mecha there.

Chapter 517

The scarlet mecha that Song Qingshu was bombarding with a fist now was very powerful.

In the Eternal Family's Dao Mecha ranking list, it is also one of the top ten existences. There are unknown Dao lines on it. The composition of the entire mecha is also pure different iron, and there is no ordinary steel.

In terms of its performance and other aspects, this scarlet mecha is only above Song Qingshu's Dao mecha, never below it.

But under Song Qingshu's violent punches.

Even though this scarlet mecha was extremely powerful, it couldn't bear the violent offensive of Song Qingshu.

"Click!"

A sound like glass shattered from above the red mecha.

The mecha, which looked like a piece of ruby, was covered with tortoise cracks, as if it was about to disintegrate at any time.

The powerful power of the Great Dao in Song Qingshu's body spread out, and the power of the gods in the red mecha suffered such an impact, and many bones were directly broken, and he coughed up blood.

"Die me."

Song Qingshu lifted the blue magic knife in his hand upwards, the blade's glow turned into a touch of remnant clouds, and flew over the scarlet mecha.

With a pop.

There was a violent sound of metal being cut from the crimson mecha, and the strong man in the god transformation within the mecha directly exploded into blood.

"Zhao Yi, please help me!"

Whoops.

The primordial villain in the scarlet mech that was a powerful person in the transformation of the gods shredded the void and turned into a flash of lightning to fly towards Zhao Yi.

Hear the words.

Zhao Yi hurriedly stretched out his hand to the villain, trying to protect the elders of his eternal family in front of Song Qingshu, the demon king.

Song Qingshu smiled coldly, the Blue Magic Knife in his hand with a touch of thunder lightly slashed in the void.

The blade was like the wind, shattering the void, cutting through the clouds and mist of the sky, and in a moment came to the villain of the soul.

There was a soft sound.

The Yuanshen villain of the strong god of transformation was directly smashed by Song Qingshu's sword, and turned into a sky full of stars.

"The fairy climber!"

"You really annoyed me!"

Zhao Yi looked at the star dust powder flying in the sky, took a deep breath, the blue veins on his forehead exploded, and shouted at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu smiled coldly:

"The next one to die is you."

"As for death, life is not angry, why do I?"

Stop talking.

Song Qingshu glanced at Zhao Yi coldly.

Suddenly, Zhao Yi felt that he was hit hard by two heavy hammers.

Two muffled noises.

Two deep pits emerged on the chest of Zhao Yi's golden-yellow Dao Mecha, and the lines on the Dao Mecha were dim for a while.

Not waiting for Zhao Yi to speak with an angry lips.

There was another violent shout.

Song Qingshu raised his own combat power to its fullest and launched an all-round trouble.

"Bing is a decision, ten thousand soldiers."

Following Song Qingshu's cursing sound.

Behind Song Qingshu, a treasure chest of golden weapons suddenly appeared.

The rules of the avenue oscillated in the brilliant golden light.

Various mysterious weapons are outlined one by one in the road rules.

Thousands of weapons appeared together, this is the strongest secret technique of Bing Zijue, and ten thousand soldiers come out!

Now Song Qingshu is driving the Dao Mecha, and has displayed this kind of sacred and mysterious art.

For Zhao Yi, who was standing in front of Song Qing's writing, this was undoubtedly a catastrophe at the level of destruction.

The weapon library outlined by Bing Zijue is a golden world.

The dark golden quaint giant sword, the quaint Taoist bell made of gold, the golden sacred cauldron, and the nine-story tower full of golden brilliance.

As long as it is a weapon that can be found in the human world, it must be found in the weapon storehouse.

It can be said that they have everything they need, and there are countless weapons, each of which exudes mighty heavenly power, appearing behind Song Qingshu, the void will faintly collapse.

The golden light emitted by thousands of weapons is extremely dazzling.

Now that Song Qingshu is driving in the Dao Mecha, he is launching this kind of heaven-defying cultivating magic, naturally it is boundless.

At least it is much stronger than Song Qingshu's purely physical display!

"You have weapons, don't I have them? Immortal climbers, weapons are more expensive than specialists, by no means miscellaneous!"

Zhao Yi looked at the thousands of weapons up and down behind Song Qingshu, smiled coldly, and opened his lips.

Stop talking.

Zhao Yi carried the emptiness of Huanglu's big bell on his shoulders, and the mouth of the bell pointed at Song Qingshu, intending to shake Song Qingshu into dust with a ripple on the road.

"Expensive? It makes sense, but if you don't even have weapons, what's so expensive?"

Listening to Zhao Yi's words, Song Qingshu nodded indifferently, echoing the words.

Stop talking.

Song Qingshu shouted again:

"Soldier!

Hum!

The Huanglu Dazhong on Zhao Yi's shoulder was blown to pieces by the supernatural power of Song Qingshu Bing Jue.

So Zhao Yi's only weapon that could be used for pride no longer existed, and he lost his only weapon.

But Song Qingshu seemed to be able to read Zhao Yi's mind, and between every move, countless weapons attacked him.

"what……"

The performance of Zhao Yi's mecha without Huang Lu Dazhong has dropped significantly.

What's more, it is now the first to bear the brunt.

Facing the attack of pieces of golden weapons, numerous cracks suddenly appeared on the body, and Zhao Yi's Dadao mecha almost collapsed on the spot.

Zhao Yi burned the power of the soul to avoid quickly, but it was still a bit late. Once Song Qingshu made a strong move, he would never have any reservations.

"when!"

The ancient pure gold bell behind Song Qingshu vibrated slowly, and the sky full of Zhong Bo directly smashed the shoulders of this mecha.

"Chang!"

Song Qingshu thought again, a sword that looked like a gold-cast Dao sword, and the sword power was like wind, directly cutting off an arm of Zhao Yi's Dao mecha.

There was a loud bang.

Song Qingshu waved his right palm, manipulating the nine-story tower above his head and pressing down against Zhao Yi, the aura of the avenue was surging and uneasy.

After the nine-story sky tower hole shattered the void, it slammed into his chest, making Zhao Yi's metal battle body completely sunken except for one hole after another.

Finally, Zhao Yi's golden mecha finally began to disintegrate.

Song Qingshu's offensive was too fierce, even if the Dao Mecha had far more defensiveness than other ordinary people.

But Dadao Mecha still made a lot of fanfare with Song Qingshu's punch after punch, extremely cold.

Between gestures.

Hundreds of great auras flew out from the world behind Song Qingshu.

All kinds of shining splendid swords moved together, turning into an eternal light that seemed to never be extinguished.

In front of Song Qingshu's horrible attack.

How can Zhao Yi block this already damaged mecha?

In the constant attack of thousands of weapons, this mecha made a harsh cracking sound, even the war tools of the gods could not stop it.

"Do you have any last words, go ahead."

Song Qingshu smiled coldly and said.

Chapter 518

"I am the first heir of the eternal family, and I am the existence of the Lord who will ascend to the immortal world sooner or later!"

"Immortal climber, you just kill my elder, is it possible that you dare to kill me?"

"Don't you be afraid that you will be killed by my ancestor of the immortal world, but my ancestor has reached the invincible existence of the realm of divine light."

Zhao Yi resisted desperately among the sky weapons that Song Qingshu wielded between his hands and feet, and shouted angrily while resisting.

People are dying.

No matter who they are, they will think about struggling to live, even Zhao Yi, who is usually arrogant and arrogant, can't get rid of this.

Of course, this is the end of the matter, and it is impossible for ordinary people to let Zhao Yi go, let alone Song Qingshu who is cruel and cruel like Shura.

Listening to Zhao Yi's begging for mercy.

Song Qingshu remained indifferent, and the mighty thunder and thunder gathered in his palm.

puff.

The thunder throbbed, and a void was collapsed by the extinguishing aura in Song Qingshu's palm.

"Without further ado."

Song Qingshu's eyes were indifferent, and between raising his hands, he slapped his hand at the already broken Dadao mecha driven by Zhao Yi.

A loud rumbling and deafening noise came from there.