"Damn it! Even if I can't summon my legion, I won't let you bully me!"

Luo Qianhuan looked at the blue laser rays that fell like a storm, and shot towards Luo Qianhuan without any deviation.

With such a small goal, these mass production machines can aim at their heads without deviating at all? The laser was almost connected to a line.

Because their accuracy has already broken through the sky! Sure enough, machinery is mechanical? Luo Qianhuan hid in a mess in the sky.

After turning on the strategic mode, even if you can completely liberate the magic tool, your body will still be one. If your head is blown up, you will die.

"Ahhhhh! Go to die for me!" Luo Qianhuan, who was angry, snapped his fingers, and the divine tools behind him burst out all their power.

The red lotus burns everything, and the Scarlet Queen can cause irregular burn damage to dozens of mass production machines every time it bursts. The ice that can freeze the soul and the plague full of corrosion. The aura of frost and sadness freezes the pace of most of the mass production machines. The magic gun is launching the Bankai every second, and each bankai means that dozens of mass production machines are penetrated.

Qianben Sakura was having fun. When she fully released her potential, she directly opened the final scene. The state of the White Emperor Sword rushed around the mass production machine pile, like a wild horse that had been rid of its reins, making the array of mass production machines scramble.

Pandora, the weapon of the Demon Realm, turned on the 666th state, precursor... the mass production machines that were basically close to were turned into slags by the light emitted by the precursor.

Huang Qiangwei and Death Xiang Gun are the same as Qianben Sakura... They are both savagely striking around...

Luanhonglian, the giant lion, was spitting roaring bullets in his mouth, and from time to time, he used his sharp teeth to bite the mass production machine beside him.

Anyway, the gods and instruments all make the greatest contribution to the battle with their own temperament... Even Cupi... Cupi?

When Luo Qianhuan was avoiding the intensive laser shooting of the mass production machine, he realized that he had just thrown Cupi into the mass production machine... Well, it is immortal anyway, so don't worry.

"No, no... no..." Cupi's eyes turned into mosquito-shaped repellent, surrounded by a bunch of mass production machines. Why was he so unlucky? It was good to talk to Luan Honglian about gentlemen in the consciousness space, and he was suddenly summoned to this place...

They look so fierce. Cupi looks at these mass production machines in horror, as if they will kill him?

With a "bang", a mass production machine pulled the trigger at Cupi, and the laser shot through Cupi's head, and blood splattered everywhere.

"Target to clear." The production machine continued to fight those troublesome god tools.

Not long after, the dead Cupi began to sway and climb up again, and the wound had healed...

But the mass production machine once again pays attention to the moving Cupi!

"Stop it!!"

"Bang!"

Another shot, Cupi fell down again.

After a long time... Cupi was weakly supported by his little claws and crawled up, trying to sneak away from the foot of the mass production machine, but accidentally encountered the footsteps of a mass production machine.

The mass production machine lowered its head, a complex data stream flashed in its eyes, extracting its own energy gathering, and aiming its muzzle at Cupi.

"Everyone said stop!! The soul was fading!" Cupi stood up in panic, and then another "bang", Cupi's body fell down weakly.

"I'm not your target!!" Cupi, who was resurrected again, stood up and began to choose to resist.

Another ruthless sound of pulling the trigger, the blood is as beautiful as a rose.

"Oh...hehe..." Cupi lay on the ground and twitched, his eyes turning into despair and blood left along Cupi's body.

So Cupi was ruined by a mass production machine.

Is it just dead like this? Cupi was unwilling to accept it...not only was the arrogant Luo Tai sling every day, but even these iron lumps were playing with him like this... How could Cupi swallow this breath?

I have friends! A gentleman friend who shares hardships with me!

Cupi, who was resurrected again, shouted loudly: "Ran Honglian!!!"

Lu Honglian, who was holding a mass production machine in his mouth, heard this sound, stepped on the bodies of several mass production machines under his feet, jumped into the center of the mass production machine queue, and then slapped several mass production machines with his sharp claws and bite the Cupi covered in blood.

Sure enough, there was a friend who was so good. Cupi was so excited that he almost cried...

"Your group of souls are fading!" Cupi stared at the mass production machines below that had killed him: "Ran Honglian bit them to death!"

With another "bang", Cupi announced that he was shot in the head again...

"Who... who is so naughty?" Cupi was already crying and twisted his neck with his little claws to restore his head to his normal position: "It's useless for you, you guys, it's really useless for me to kill me. You're wasting ammunition. It's better to shoot the golden shining flying in the sky! He is the mastermind."

Cupi decisively cheated on his father and sold his teammates. The mass production machine pointed the gun at Luo Qianhuan as if he understood Cupi's words.

Hum? Cupi obviously attracted hatred and shared a lot of firepower for him, Luo Qianhuan noticed that the laser shooting at him became dense again.

It's true that you will be resurrected anyway, so what's the matter if you die a few more times?

Luo Qianhuan avoided these dense barrages, and at the same time controlled his magic tools to harvest these mass production machines.

To be honest, the effect is not as good as Luo Qian Fan imagined. The abilities of each divine tool have been released to its limit, but these mass production machines have never had the characteristics of a god hunter, so some of Luo Qian Fan's divine toolings were very difficult to stab the armor of this mass production machine.

After all, it is a super high-tech civilization that has exceeded the hundreds of centuries of human technology. It is a blessing that Luo Qianhuan, the ancient legendary sword blades can damage them.

This is not a solution. Luo Qianhuan leaned against his body in the sky and used the strategic mode to turn on the strategic mode, it was already very difficult for his ability to control the space to move in a continuous and instantaneous manner.

The sweat on his forehead had already fallen down Luo Qianhuan's nose bridge, and he kept breathing rapidly.

The number of mass production machines that the divine tools just destroyed just now is not worth mentioning for these bases of ten thousand...

You should know that the strategic model and the King's personal expedition have time limits! If Luo Qianhuan does not kill them within the limited time, he will eventually become a supreme person at the mercy of others!

The troops that produce aircraft are not only human-type, but also human-type mechas in a fortress are not only equipped with human-type mechas. Large war machinery after large-scale war machinery keeps emerging from the ground...
Chapter completed!