The soul bricks don't want to be smashed out like money.

Zhang Qingyang was dripping blood in his heart, all of which had been accumulated with great difficulty. It's a pity that before he could expand the Bridge of Minds, it was consumed as a weapon.

With the addition of the Soul Brick, Zhang Qingyang swept through the cats like a storm, and everywhere he passed, all the stray cats that were invaded by the liquid into their brains stiffened and died. Walk through the cats and pounce straight on the abandoned factory.

In the dim environment of the moonlight slanting and hollow, a steel pedestal was taking shape.

Mechanical Liu Hou stood in front of the pedestal, his hands raised high, and the invisible force field expanded to every corner of the factory with him as the center.

Under the traction of the mysterious force field, all the metal objects in the factory are attracted to it.

After all, it is an abandoned factory and there is not much metal, so this spectacular-looking metal base is actually hollowed out. All the metal is woven into a large openwork metal base by an invisible hand threaded through a needle.

The rest of the metal is also superimposed on the base of the base, forming a step by step.

Zhang Qingyang was stunned for a moment, he thought that the mechanical Liu Hou wanted to use the metal here to supplement and strengthen himself, but he didn't expect him to cast a metal base that didn't see any use.

I don't understand what the other party is trying to make, but it's just right to stop the other party.

As soon as Zhang Qingyang rushed over, several cold lights flashed in the air, and several sharp pieces of metal and iron slashed towards him.

Two cattails bounced out of the back of the head with swiftness, nimble like tentacles, knocking metal pieces of iron into the air.

But then more pieces of metal flew in.

In the sound of "crackling", the two cat tails danced vigorously, and the sky was full of tail remnants.

The sound of metal chips breaking through the open space whistled in the factory.

Zhang Qingyang moved forward steadily, and the mechanical Liu Hou suddenly became anxious, and the metal pieces were put together like puzzles before they even had time to melt and piled up on the pedestal.

Mechanical Liu Hou turned his head and looked at Zhang Qingyang, his eyes completely lost the brilliance of human nature.

He put down a raised hand, opened his five fingers and grabbed Zhang Qingyang.

Zhang Qingyang suddenly felt that an invisible force field had been generated around him.

The invisible force field gradually converged inward, like an egg more than two meters high, which happened to cover Zhang Qingyang in the middle.

Zhang Qingyang swung his sword and slashed over, and the rat bone sword easily passed through the force field, as if it was slashed into the air.

If he can't attack, the force field seems to be not in the same world as him.

Suddenly, a "clanging" sound caught his attention. Some metal fragments on the ground jumped violently, and the next moment, dozens of metal pieces suddenly ejected at high speed.

The corners of Zhang Qingyang's eyes trembled, and the two cat tails were like two left and right protectors, protecting him in the middle.

However, the shards of metal that had been knocked out of the air catapulted again.

Zhang Qingyang's face became solemn, and the force field that Liu Hou put on his body had a super effect of attracting metal fragments.

Metal shards projected at high speed are incredibly lethal, and even if they are repulsed, they will still be attracted to projection again.

Zhang Qingyang jumped out like a cheetah, but unfortunately, those metal fragments followed him like a shadow, no matter how he changed his direction and position, he couldn't get rid of the metal fragments.

The force field emitted by the mechanical Liu Hou could not be shaken off at all, as if it had grown on him.

Metal shards seemed to never stop, and they rained like a storm.

After all, the two cat's tails are not steel and iron bones, and they are already bloodstained in the constant struggle with metal fragments.

Zhang Qingyang looked at the mechanical Liu Hou, who always maintained the force field on Zhang Qingyang's body with one hand, and manipulated the metal with the other hand to continue to build something above the base.

He didn't seem to be feeling well, his face was bloodless, and maintaining the force field on Zhang Qingyang's body should also be a big drain for him.

A steel seat is gradually taking shape above the metal base.

Probably needed to be distracted to fight against Zhang Qingyang, the crooked steel seat casting. There are also some runes engraved on it, full of rigid lines, with a simple beauty, like some kind of formula, expounding some important truths between heaven and earth.

But the steel seats, at a glance, make people feel the smell of rust and gunsmoke.

On the back of the steel seat are hundreds of weapons, and in addition to the common ones such as swords, there are also many unpopular weapons, which are combined to form two huge wings that stretch out to each side of the steel seat.

At the moment when the wings were generated, an indescribable solemn and solemn aura suddenly permeated the air. The grand aura is like a mountain and an abyss, which makes Zhang Qingyang feel insignificant and dare not confront it.

Although he didn't know and hadn't seen it, Zhang Qingyang felt that this seat was not simple, like the seat of a king high above, sitting on it overlooking all living beings.

Mechanical Liu Hou stepped on the metal pedestal step by step towards the Iron Throne.

As he walked, the flesh and blood on his body were rapidly melting, and when he walked to the Iron Throne, there was only a human skeleton left, and the metal skeleton that had shrunk by more than half was just enough to sit on the Iron Throne.

Without the maintenance of the mechanical Liu Hou, the force field on Zhang Qingyang's body quickly disappeared. The piece of metal lost traction and fell to the ground.

While the human skeleton sat down on the Iron Throne, Zhang Qingyang rushed forward with the rat bone sword.

The moment the human skeleton sat down, a powerful and inexplicable force suddenly appeared out of thin air, transmitting from the steel seat to the metal skeleton. The black iron skeleton on his body quickly turned to gold.

The ratbone sword slashed down, and the metal skeleton reached out to resist.

"Bang!" the ratbone sword slashed at his arm, leaving it unharmed.

Before Zhang Qingyang could continue to attack, the metal skeleton drew a spear with his backhand and stabbed it like thunder.

Zhang Qingyang returned to the sword to resist, and the moment the power on the spear touched the rat bone sword, it was like a flash flood, and Zhang Qingyang was knocked upside down and flew out.

The skeleton on the metal skeleton soon turned all golden.

At his feet, liquid metal surged up his instep and up his ankle.

In the blink of an eye, a layer of streamlined armor with golden light was put on his body.

It's not so much armor as a more refined and luxurious mecha.

"The dragon is in the sky!"

The other party has obviously completed some aspect of evolution, becoming more powerful, and the aura it exudes is terrifying.

Zhang Qingyang jumped high and looked down on the enemy on the Iron Throne.

The strength of the whole body instantly boiled, and it was slashed down with a blow like a battle axe that opened the sky.

The figure was like a dragon swimming in motion, suddenly slapping down from the sky with one claw.

The air is like a piece of cloth, cut through it by sharp scissors.

"Snort!"

Mechanical Liu Hou raised his head and glanced at him indifferently, his body suddenly bounced up, and disappeared from the Iron Throne in an instant.

A tomahawk-like kick, sharp and unmatched.

When Zhang Qingyang landed on the metal pedestal, the Iron Throne was cut in half.

But before he could rejoice, the Iron Throne, which had been cut in half, gave birth to tentacles, liquid metal, connected to each other and fused back together.

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