"Target locking is completed, launch!" While the cold electronic synthesizer sound came from Mu Qingshan's ear, the 30mm caliber cannon on his forearm spewed out a fierce tongue of flames. The shock absorber on the back waist transmitted the continuous impact force into the ground. The powerful recoil force made the mechanical body slightly tilt backwards. Nearly five hundred high-explosive special synthetic bullets per second to tear the air and hit Xue Long's old Taoist in the air hard, causing a series of more violent explosions.

After more than ten consecutive seconds of concentrated shooting, the explosion power of the high-explosion synthetic bomb could not be superimposed, and a huge sound like thunder came from mid-air.

The old Taoist Xue Long said nothing, letting the bullets hit his body-protecting energy, looking coldly at the flames that kept spewing out below, without any expression on the surface, but a little more surprised in his heart.

"When did these younger generations develop such a powerful long-range firearm? Although they are through the powerful body protection air shield of the cultivator, they can still feel the heat of each bullet hitting their bodies." Old Taoist Xue Long snorted coldly, and the internal breathing was activated, strengthening the body protection air shield by three points.

It was like fireworks in the air. Old Taoist Xue Long flashed constantly. In less than ten breaths, nearly five thousand bullets had been hit by his body.

"Ignorance junior, will this little trick be useful? What other means can I use it together? I will convince you."

"The energy filling is completed, the energy-concentrating gun is preheating, and shooting!"

A hot white light cut through the sky. The next moment, Old Taoist Xue Long felt something strange in his chest. He looked down and found that the strange white light had just penetrated his body protection energy, and it silently opened a hole as big as a bowl in his chest.

Mu Qingshan threw down the barrel of the melted one-third of the gun, and sprayed all the way through all four limbs and five engines behind him, and a majestic steel figure rushed straight into the air.

While passing Xue Long, the spike of his right elbow slashed through the other party's neck hard, which made Xue Long's spiritual sense jump suddenly in the Niwan acupoint, and rolled his right elbow to the spike at an unusual speed. At the moment of the spike, the spike turned into a grab, tightly grasping the fatal metal spike.

Mu Qingshan felt a huge force coming from his elbow, and he stopped the lift of the five engines.

The immortal power, which fully combines the vitality of heaven and earth, is indeed invincible, and uses a physical force to fight against the powerful mechanical power. In the eyes of materialists, this is completely incredible. But it happened in front of everyone.

At this deadly moment, Xue Long, the flying sword, silently and violently, walked around Mu Qingshan's back of his head and slashed it hard.

What a Mu Qingshan, what a Bai family mecha that is in all aspects of technology. At the moment of 0:01, I sensed a killer move from behind.

All engines were turned off instantly. Under the influence of gravity, the whole steel body suddenly sank down. While gaining a gap, the mecha arms spread out at the same time, like a silver-white roc flapping its wings and about to fly, and its movements were so smooth that it could be described as beautiful.

The left elbow is spiked up, and the flying sword is coming from the front!

The vibration frequency of more than 1,500 times per second is cast by high-tech holmium alloy, which is said to be able to cut off all the thorns, and it collided fiercely with the legendary fairy sword.

It was like a silent pantomime being staged in the air. The old Taoist Xue Long's protective flying sword was instantly bounced a hundred meters away like a living creature. The light on the sword body dimmed a lot, and Mu Qingshan's mecha elbows were also broken at the same time, and dust fell straight from a hundred meters altitude, hitting the center of the airport runway, making a dull sound of landing.

Old Taoist Xue Long did not expect that the invincible natal immortal sword would be injured. When his mind was lost, the force in his palm could not help but weaken three points. Mu Qingshan sensed the change of the opponent's breath, and the spike of his right elbow suddenly changed into a high-speed frequency vibration mode, and finally shattered the protective energy on the cultivator's arm in one fell swoop.

A large bunch of blood flowers fell from the sky. Old Taoist Xue Long was shocked and moved and changed positions, and in an instant it was already a thousand meters away.

The sky was filled with clouds and thunder rumbling in the distance. This earth immortal-level cultivator was finally truly angry. After hundreds of years of cultivation, he was actually injured by a small insect that was just like an ant. This was a great shame for him.

Old Taoist Xue Long took a deep breath and silently used the mysterious skill. A large amount of heaven and earth's vitality gathered into his body at an extremely fast speed and quickly began to repair the **. The wound on his chest continued to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the crushed wrist gradually recovered and formed. What makes people feel most unstoppable is that the aura of this immortal's body is getting stronger and stronger, and the energy fluctuations in the air are almost so strong that they can see it. If the immortal is not angry, how many lifetimes will it take for ordinary people to practice?

Mu Qingshan, who was hidden in the mecha, re-activated the main engine, allowing him to barely stay in the air. It was not that Mu Qingshan thought he was better at air combat than immortals, but that if the ground was fighting, it would be too much involved. Mu Qingshan's subconscious mind did not want to hurt the innocent too much.

The Bai family's human-shaped mecha is indeed extremely powerful. If it weren't for this mecha, I'm afraid that the other party would be killed instantly by one meeting, let alone hurt the other party.

It’s not that Mu Qingshan doesn’t know how to pursue the victory, but that he just turned on the high-speed elbow spike mode, which has consumed 60% of the energy on this mecha. This melee weapon, which is said to be able to cut everything, is not something that humans can do at present, but the achievements obtained by the Bai family through digging and developing prehistoric civilizations. In the form of energy in this era, it has been exchanged for countless people’s efforts and efforts. The mecha now does not have enough energy to conduct greater intensity attacks, and the attack just now has proved that the previous level of attack could not destroy this cultivator.

Although the ** is repaired to the point of being as intact as before, the cultivator felt a little afraid of Mu Qingshan. The damage caused by the attack just now caused him to lose his internal strength for seventy or eighty years to repair his body for no reason, and it was shocking and dangerous. If he was stabbed by the spike that could pierce his protective energy, it would be a problem.

After the two had a brief confrontation in the air, this time, the attack was first launched by the old Taoist Xue Long.

"The wind is fast and the voice is slow!" Xue Long's old Taoist said something. His left palm drew a semicircle from the void and slowly pushed it towards him.

Within a thousand meters around, the water in the sky quickly condensed, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into thousands of raindrops, gushing towards the same direction.

The rain takes advantage of the wind, but this rain is not an ordinary raindrop, but with infinite murderous intent and sharp all-round attacks.

Mu Qingshan surrounded by the rain curtain. I felt that there was no leakage impact at every angle in all directions. First, it was a slight touch, then a sting, and then a sting. The force became stronger and stronger, and the entire mecha seemed to be placed in a pot of boiling water. The energy index of the shell shield dropped again and again. Finally, the super-strength titanium alloy shell body became bumpy due to the impact and corrosion of the terrifying raindrops, and could no longer withstand it.

Mu Qingshan became powerless in the face of this attack similar to a spell, and could only activate the engine, rushing left and right in the increasingly dense and strange rain curtain, and could not break out of the scope of the spell.

Strangely, these raindrops contain murderous intent and destructive energy in the air. They fall to the ground but become ordinary rainwater, which does not harm ordinary people on the airport ground. It is indeed a method of immortals.

Old Taoist Xue Long looked as if he was hypocritical, quietly floating in the sky, waved his hands freely, and followed Mu Qingshan closely as he followed the rain curtain.

Like thousands of needles and bayonets slashing on their body, and they never stop. Facing this supreme mysterious method, the mecha on Mu Qingshan's body finally couldn't resist and fell from the air with thick smoke.

"The enemy's attack mode is unknown and it is impossible to make an effective judgment. The No. 001 escape system is activated!" Mu Qingshan, who is in the mecha's mainland, suddenly found that his whole body was lighter, and then a soft white light cover was on his body, with protective energy flowing faintly around him. The next moment, Mu Qingshan was thrown away by the mecha from behind, and all the launch ports on the shoulders and chest of the mecha were opened. Various micro missiles flew out in a nest, and were launched indiscriminately.

In the air, more than three hundred micro missiles were flying around, blocking the front like bees, but they were shaped like bats. There was no possibility of collision between them. And the most wonderful thing was that the mecha automatically became a super smoke bomb, uncontrollably releasing a large amount of thick smoke, covering the sky and the sun for a while.

A sudden change occurred in front of him. Old Dao Xue Long secretly raised a trace of alert and shouted softly: "Broken star dust! The wind was mourning!" As soon as he finished speaking, the whirlwind in his palm had not yet taken shape. The white mecha, covered in sores, actually passed through the rain with a rolling smoke tail and crashed straight towards Old Dao Xue Long.

Old Taoist Xue Long pushed forward with one palm, and a whirlwind filled with the energy of heaven and earth was sent out. It was only a few meters away from the palm, and its volume had increased several times. It hit the white mecha. The mecha that had lost most of its power was immediately swept up to the sky by the whirlwind. After more than ten seconds, it fell to the ground and smashed a huge deep pit into the airport runway.

When the old Taoist Xue Long saw that the strange mecha was solved, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He thought that if he continued to fight, it would be more than worth the loss to attract the Purple Thunder Heavenly Tribulation.

"Wait?" Xue Long's old Taoist remembered the gains and losses, and suddenly realized that the child of Mu Qingshan was not in the crashed mecha. Moreover, the strange flying insects in the air just now emitted a lot of heat, which could disturb his Tianxin consciousness for a while, so that he could no longer sense Mu Qingshan's existence.

The black mist in the air gradually dissipated, and the old Taoist Xue Long, with a strange look on his face, was still stuck in the air. He suddenly lost his target, and had nowhere to pour out his anger. He was stunned for a moment, recalled the flying sword, raised his arm and waved the sword, and suddenly slashed at the crowd on the ground.

A sword light like a giant axe fell from the air. Everyone in the airport heard a loud bang in his ears. Wherever the sword light fell, a large pit with a radius of about five or six meters was blown out of the ground. The crowd standing at this position just now disappeared. Those who stood on the edge of the sword light were the most unlucky. Some were blown away half of their bodies, some had their hands and feet broken, and they had not yet died of breath, and they were inexplicably tragic.

The old Taoist Xue Long in the air slashed down another sword light, and a roar sounded in his ears again. The sword took the lives of at least thirty people. The people in the airport finally realized the horror of the immortals and began to flee like crazy.

"Junior, don't hide, let me get out quickly, within three swords. If you still want to hide, your life within a hundred miles will be all your harm to the land!"

Old Taoist Xue Long exhaled and buzzed, and the entire airport was shaken.

This sentence came to everyone's ears. For a moment, some people on the ground cried and called their parents, some hated their parents for less having two legs, and some looked for places to hide everywhere. More people were in a mess and trampled on each other.

Another sword light fell, and the sword cut most of the roof of the airport hall, and countless cement bricks fell into the crowded waiting hall. I don’t know how many people were killed and injured.

"Enough!" A shout suddenly rose up. Although it was not as full of energy as Old Taoist Xue Long, it also shocked the minds of the people who heard the earth. Unconsciously, anyone who heard this sound suddenly felt much more at ease.

As the dust settled, a handsome boy stood up again in the middle of the airport running field.

Mu Qingshan remembers the small words written by the old professor at the beginning of the book volumes given to him that day, "A real man stands tall and strong, and his character should be preserved."

Did he harm the lives of so many innocent people for no reason in order to escape? If he did this, he would not be Mu Qingshan! As the saying goes, he was righteous and died calmly, knowing that he could not escape, but at this time, he had to stand up.

"Old monster, take my life!" Although Mu Qingshan was covered in scars at this moment, he was still full of fighting spirit. A sense of awe-inspiring aura was hidden in his calm eyes, which was not to be underestimated.

Although the strengths of each other are far apart, Old Taoist Xue Long still felt the chill in Mu Qingshan's eyes. For such an enemy who already has ambition to die, not to mention that this person had indeed hurt himself just now. With the will that Old Taoist Xue Long had developed over a hundred years, a slight turbulence appeared.

"The energy is filled, the Fentian Dou Turning Machine is activated! Each combat team attacks!"

Next to a broken wall in the corner of the airport, a delicate jade hand gently waved it, and the information in the headphones turned into radio waves, extending quickly in all directions.

The old Taoist Xue Long was about to cut off this stubborn enemy, but suddenly his whole body tightened. A large amount of heaven and earth's vitality seemed to be pumped away by a huge air pump, and quickly left his body. Some strange interference came from the surrounding air, making it impossible for him to use the heart of Tao to gather the heaven and earth's vitality. He could no longer use the heaven and earth's vitality to float in the air, and almost fell down.

While Xue Long's old Taoist fell from mid-air, dozens of different types of attacks were launched simultaneously, including flame power, ice seal, mind power lock, mental impact, large-caliber sniper bullets, and even several half-tone curse killing techniques that were not complete. The combination of the east and the west, running through ancient and modern times, and a bone-bone blasted towards Xue Long's old Taoist who was caught off guard and stupid.

The situation suddenly reversed. When the old Taoist Xue Long fell to the ground like a rag doll, the earthen wall mixed with cement stone bricks suddenly protruded, squeezing the old Taoist Xue Long tightly in the middle. Then, tender green branches and leaves grew from the earth wall. A very strange-shaped vine with a spike growing in large quantities at an astonishing speed. In a short while, the severely damaged Xue Long wrapped it in it, leaving only the head and face exposed.

A crisp voice sounded: "Old man, you are really not qualified to show off your might in the world! Do you think you are

Is the first cultivator who crossed the line? Or can we have a good talk?" The person who spoke was Qian Hongzhu, the leader of the Chinese Superpower Group.

The Super Energy Group's expertise is to deal with various non-human creatures. These habitual groups of people who eat public food are not cooperative.

It was the first time I met an opponent with great strength. In their words, as long as they seize the best time and take action at the most appropriate time, gather the strength of the group, many ants can kill the elephant. It is precisely because they adhere to this principle that they took action at this most appropriate time.

"So it's you! Humph! How did you do it!" Old Taoist Xue Long was trapped in the earth wall and could not move, and asked in a deep voice.

Qian Hongzhu shook his head and smiled and said, "You don't have to work hard. Although the energy of you cultivators is so powerful that it is terrifying, it is ultimately still used to practice the methods by combining the essence of heaven and earth. We ordinary people have been studying methods to block special creatures from using the essence of heaven and earth more than 300 years ago. You are not

The first one, of course, isn't the last one. Well, now we can have an equal talk with this old fairy guy."

A group of people behind Qian Hongzhu gradually emerged. Apart from the twenty ordinary superpower team members and six superpower snipers who operated the Tianzhe Fighter in the distance, a total of fifteen advanced superpowers came this time. The various superpowers in the old Taoist Xue Long, including the earth prison cage and blood-sucking vine on the ground, were their masterpieces.

When Qian Hongzhu walked past Mu Qingshan, she couldn't help but stretched out her hand to brush the messy hair on Mu Qingshan's forehead, and said softly with a look of distress: "Sister is late, I've made you suffer. It's really because this old Taoist is too powerful. Our people come out too early, so we can only die."

Qian Hongzhu said this, half of the reason why he had failed to show up early to Mu Qingshan, while the other half was to give an explanation to the airport people who died in vain through Mu Qingshan.

Mu Qingshan said nothing, looking straight ahead, and did not seem to hear Qian Hongzhu's words. Although his arms remained relaxed and drooped, his fighting spirit was not reduced at all.

One, two, five, seven, and nine Qi stings formed by the true qi are surrounded by Mu Qingshan's body.

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