In the moonlit night, Lu Zheng, dressed in black iron armor, swept through the air. www.biquge.info Since the battle of Chang'an City, the seeds of the Divine Tree have suppressed the spread of the demonic fire, but once the killing intent burns, the power of the black armor will increase exponentially.

The iron armor was cold, but the blood was getting hotter and hotter, Lu Zheng did not shy away from cutting through the sky, and the thunder flashed, splitting a path of thunder and lightning in the sky.

The heavy thunder, like a war drum, constantly vibrated in the valley of the four sounds.

All the people present were horrified in their hearts, and looked at the light curtain composed of thunder and light in horror, **** far away.

Liao Shen and Gou watched the thunder light go away, surging with indescribable excitement and pride from the bottom of their hearts. It turned out that Master Zu had always been by his side and paid attention to them.

Gou Quan's eyes were full of awe, and he silently thought in his heart, Ancestor Wan'an, and then clenched his fists tightly, and these Daoists in front of him, including the elders of the Zhengyi Sect, seemed to disappear from his vision in an instant.

Yes, the world is big, only the ancestor is alone, and the others are considered chicken feathers.

The Ming Sword Sect, which had always been indifferent and cold, suddenly caused a commotion, and Gu Yun Daogu looked at Lei Guang in a daze, fine sweat oozed from her forehead, and her eyes were full of shock.

Exclamations rang out, and these people in the Dao Sect who longed for the immortal path of immortality were stiff and their eyes were stupid.

Lu Zheng was advancing rapidly in the dark sky, his whole body was full of muscles, and there was a pleasure of releasing his power. I don't know how long he flew, he suddenly stopped in the air, and his eyes pierced through the black curtain like a sharp sword, shooting towards the Great Shangqing Palace.

In the Great Shangqing Palace, fires erupted, gunshots rang out, swords burst out, and silver figures rose and fell, wailing and screaming, resounding through the clouds.

It was not the elders of Longhu Mountain who died, but the ordinary workers who maintained the Shangqing Palace on a daily basis.

"Mozari Kozhezhin!"

"Oh mention, give! (burn here)"

"Hanaren to the general...... (None left)"

A sharp whistling, full of cruelty, full of ruthlessness.

Anger rushed like a wild horse in the limbs, Lu Zheng was furious, foreign rats, they also dared to come to Huaxia to kill people and set fires, if they were allowed to go back alive, Lu Zheng would walk backwards in the next life.

"Click"

With a loud bang, a blue lightning bolt as thick as a water urn meandered through the night sky. Frozen clouds rolled and converged from all directions, and in just a few seconds, lightning tore through the frozen clouds, and large snowflakes fell and fell.

The snow falls all over the sky, dense layers, and the snowflakes can be distinguished from the distance, and a little farther away, the snowflakes are woven into a snow veil, covering the sky and the sun.

The wind howled, and the snowflakes poured down like torn cotton wool. Those jumping silver-white shadows suddenly went straight down, and there were hundreds of people scattered around, standing like stakes in the snow mist.

A dark green mask, staring straight at the sky.

"Click"

There was another loud bang, and a thunderbolt slashed down from the snow-colored curtain, shattering the bluestone floor and flying snow and stones.

"Boom!"

A blue brick flew from the ground, instantly hitting a cyborg in the chest, and the Kungang armor instantly shattered, and a puddle of blood stained the snow from the chest, and slowly fell, never to stand up again.

Those rampant robots stared blankly at the swirling snowflakes and dust, a tall black figure, gradually revealing its silhouette.

"Nubusai!"

The small leader-like robot shouted, his hand holding the straight knife trembling uncontrollably, apparently holding back the fear in his heart to speak.

Before he could finish speaking, the shadow disappeared from the snow, and the iron tongs grabbed his neck with a crisp sound, ending his words and life.

The snowflakes gradually dissipated, and the blood in the little leader's cavity spilled a bloody flower from the snow.

The cyborgs found that there was only one man in black armor standing in front of them, bare hands and murderous.

A series of incomprehensible rods screamed, and the robots swooped down with straight knives.

Lu Zheng stood calmly in place, and when they all jumped into the air, they suddenly moved, and the fist wind pierced through the snow and mist, piercing the clouds with a cracking stone, piercing the skull, and the six robots instantly fell to the ground like puppets with broken strings.

The fist broke through the air, opened and closed, and killed twenty-three robots in a row.

"Sell expensive (devil!)

On the top of the west side hall of the Shangqing Palace, a robot wearing charcoal black alloy armor carried a strong bow about one and a half meters long in his hand, and a metal arrow flashing with cold light on it.

Bang.

The air was surging, and a ghostly light pierced through the snow and came through the sky.

Lu Zheng sneered at the corner of his mouth, stepped over the wreckage of more than a dozen robots, jumped forward, caught the metal arrow without missing a beat, turned into a violent wind, and swept over.

The next moment, the metal arrow pierced through the skull, and the cluster of arrows appeared in the center of the eyebrows.

The corpse slowly fell, Lu Zheng caught his Kungang strong bow, pinched the metal arrow in the quiver, picked up the full moon, and aimed at the square in front of the hall.

Zheng ......

Zheng ......

Zheng ......

Arrows are as fast as an arrow.

Archery is a technical job, but once a person's strength, agility, eyesight, and premonition reach a high level, they will be self-taught, as if God helps.

None of the metal arrows missed, and the seven metal men didn't even have time to scream, and they fell to the ground almost at the same time.

A hearty laugh echoed in the Great Shangqing Palace, overshadowing the sound of wind and snow, and exploded like thunder.

The robots scattered in all directions, but they didn't get far before they exploded, apparently with someone activating the self-destruct device. The other robots stopped abruptly, shouted a few times in horror, knowing that escaping was death, so they had to be strong and courageous, and the black pressure rushed forward, only to see layers of figures and blades, and they swarmed Lu Zheng and drowned him.

The rise of Lu Zheng's killing, the dragon sigh halberd appeared in his hand, choked and resisted on his shoulder, wrapped in thunder, snowflakes, and strong winds, and the autumn wind swept away the leaves and danced, like a thunder dragon whirling, with a low hum that broke the air.

The cyborg was thrown into the air, either the skull burst or the chest cavity shattered, and the armor and flesh flew all over the sky. The power of the dragon sigh divine halberd is by no means something that can be resisted by the steel armor, and it will never leave a living mouth when it touches death.

The rest of the robots were stunned as if they had been immobilized, but they didn't expect the Kungang armor to be so fragile and fragile.

The more Lu Zheng killed, the more excited he became, and he transported the divine halberd, rampage like a chariot, and the gun was rolling, rolling the robot, as if the thunder dragon swallowed the prey in one bite, and when it was spit out, it was a charred wreckage.

The snow became heavier and heavier, and the snow was stained red with blood, and then it was covered with snow and frozen, condensing into a tragic scene of red and white.

Until the last robot fell to the ground with a bang, Lu Zheng held the halberd in his hand, standing proudly in the snow, and his anger was finally released.

At this moment, in the Demon Hall of Shangqing Palace, a long howl sounded, and a resentful voice echoed in the hall: "Yellow-haired child, dare to be rampant in front of the deity!"

The sound was like the galloping of thousands of horses, shaking the eaves and the snow sliding down one after another.

The demon hall was pitch black, and on the table was a majestic giant god with a tall face and fangs, Huo Ran opened his eyes, and the black light flickered non-stop.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Lu Zheng shouted disdainfully.

"The deity is the Black Emperor of the North Palace!" The statue moved its body, its hair turned red, and it broke through the top of the hall with a bang, suspended in mid-air, and said angrily: "Ignorant junior, don't hurry up and kneel and kowtow to grandpa." ”

"Beigong Black Emperor?" Lu Zheng smiled, picked up the halberd, and said proudly: "I am Nangong bombing the sky, you turtle grandson, don't hurry up and kowtow ****." ”

"How daring!"

The Black Emperor of Beigong stretched his arms and raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, but it was not a human voice, but a low voice, "Whew!"

The black light around the body trembled, surging like a tide, and within thirty zhang, all the falling snowflakes spun and flew high, vaguely forming a sphere, rising from the ground.

The whistling sound was incessant, shaking the roof tiles, and the snowflakes rolled out before they could hit the ground.

"Break it for me!"

The divine halberd in Lu Zheng's hand shot out, turned into a thunder dragon, and slammed into the snowball. (To be continued.) )