"What's that?"

Li Qingming's pupils shrank suddenly, and he tried to use Xiangxia's strength, but found that that little starlight could not be pierced by the bitter bamboo gun.

He looked up and was shocked to find that there was a terrifying aura not far away.

This is a silver-white metal mecha ten feet high, exuding the majestic power of a saint.

It held a silver sword in its hand, the tip of the sword flashed with a cold light, and slashed out a cold and shining star path, extending all the way to Li Qingming's bitter bamboo spear.

"You two, don't you come over quickly, do you really want to be in the hands of this savage native?" Suddenly, a strange, electronic voice came from the mech.

Although the voice was complicated and difficult to argue, Li Qingming still heard it, this was the voice of Prince Sangla.

Alyssa and Queen Tuo Cang retreated, looked at the huge mecha beside them excitedly, and said, "Saint-level mecha!

"Native, if you judge yourself now, maybe you can be reincarnated! After a while, you won't have such good luck!" Prince Sanla's cold voice was mixed with electronic sounds, with a different kind of coldness.

"Are you sure you want to say that?" Li Qingming said with a smile with a huge momentum all over his body.

"Native, with your clumsy knowledge, how can you possibly understand the power of our technological maze. I advise you to cut yourself as soon as possible!" said Sanla gloomily.

Li Qingming stopped talking nonsense, but suddenly began to act.

He turned into a bolt of cyan lightning and charged at Sanra with a spear in hand. He wanted to try it out in his current state, his cultivation in the later stage of the Quasi-Sainthood. How long can you fight him!

Li Qingming's whole person was in a state of extreme excitement, and he almost flew over to the ground, and the spear in his hand flashed with brilliant purple brilliance, like a purple pillar of heaven.

Prince Sangla suddenly changed color, and the silver-white mecha ten zhang high exuded a dazzling brilliance, and mysterious avenue talismans appeared on the surface of the mecha.

He was now afraid of the spear in Li Qingming's hand. First the cage was broken, then Daolun's Holy Armor, and then there was the Shiyan Field that had been marked by the Holy Lord...... None of them were bloody lessons, and this Prince Sangla naturally did not dare to be careless.

"Boom!"

Li Qingming's bitter bamboo spear poked directly at the metal mecha, imprinting a rather shallow small hole on it. It makes a soft sound of gold and iron clashes.

But. This infused Li Qingming's full force with a blow, but it didn't damage the mecha.

"Buzz!"

In the mecha's fist-sized electronic eyes, two golden beams of light suddenly burst out, heading straight for Li Qingming's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

"Damn!" Li Qingming screamed. Hurriedly drew back the spear. Rapid regression. A beam of light flashed.

"Such a sensitive reflexes, such a powerful liliang!" Sangla was secretly surprised in her heart. At the same time, he wanted to capture Li Qingming and thus carry out slicing research. It is also getting stronger and stronger.

"Native, don't be a zuihou struggle! you don't have a glimmer of hope!" The silver-white metal mecha suddenly emitted wisps of divine fluctuations, terrifying and boundless.

Holy armor, fully activated by Sangla!

Saint-level mecha is very rare in the maze of technology. It can be said that there are only two in the entire technological maze, one belongs to the Holy Lord, and the remaining one was given to Sangla by the Holy Lord.

This saint-level mecha is very tall, and it has stepped into the ranks of saints, and it is very terrifying to use it to kill enemies.

"Aborigine, give you a chance! Sacrifice your strange three-legged holy weapon and the spear in your hand to me, and I will let you have a soul to be reincarnated!"

"Do you really think you can kill me?" Li Qingming suspended his body in mid-air, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Prince Sangla, who was inside the mecha, arrogantly daxiao: "Hahahahaha, barbarian native! Do you think you will have a chance to escape from me?

Speaking of which, this silver-white mecha exuding infinite holy might, holding the silver sword in his hand, directly slaughtered it.

"Nima, old pervert! It seems that I can't do without the original deity!" Li Qingming instantly changed color, which was obviously the fluctuation of the saint. This saint-level mecha seems to be able to really make a waste of a Da Luo Jin Immortal achieve the realm of a saint in an instant.

Moreover, this mecha is so huge, and it is so agile in its movements, without a trace of bloat. It seems that this Sangla also often practices the control of mechas, and can use the abilities of the saint as he wants.

"Buzz!"

Li Qingming didn't bother to think about it so much, and directly entered the body of the original deity. In an instant, the majestic sage's coercion centered on Li Qingming and swept away in all directions.

The more than 200 prisons that were previously thrown to the corner by Li Qingming's sleeve gradually cracked under the dual coercion of the saint-level mecha and Li Qingming.

"What? There is even a secret method that can instantly raise cultivation to the realm of a saint!" Prince Sangla, who was about to approach Li Qingming's face, changed his face, but the big sword in his hand slashed down without stopping, aiming directly at Li Qingming's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Li Qingming's eyes were like electricity, flashing with green brilliance. He single-handedly pointed at the Qiankun Ding floating in the air.

"Whoosh!"

The brilliant cyan brilliance flashed, and the flowers, birds, fish, insects, and mountains and rivers carved on the top wall all came to life.

The flowers and plants are fragrant, the trees are lush, the birds and beasts are running, and the streams are murmuring...... Everything seems to have been perfectly activated.

"Go!" Li Qingming sneered, and waved his big hand lightly.

"Dang!"

The blue light flickered on the silver sword, and there was a crisp sound of gold and iron.

The birds on the wall groaned violently, and the running beasts roared in the sky, and the voices of the two different races were in unison. The terrifying sound wave directly shattered the void and shattered the great sword.

"Buzz!"

Qiankun Ding's momentum was like a rainbow, and he was commanded by Li Qingming, like a cyan ribbon, drawn on the left shoulder of the silver-white mecha. Break down all at once.

In line with the principle of taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Li Qingming was unforgiving, and the spear in his hand was aimed at the mecha, stabbing back and forth frantically.

At this moment, Prince Sangla, who was sitting in the mecha, was constantly snorting, and at the same time, he also had some impulses to regret himself.

This native is simply a cunning fox, not only consciously hiding his strength, but also has a lot of holy weapons, and his moves are very strange. It turned out that just by taking a face, he pierced his saint-level mecha.

"Boom!Boom!Boom......"

The sound of gold and iron clashing kept ringing. The spear in Li Qingming's hand danced like the wind. All of them were stabbed on the mech, and not a single shot was wasted.

It's just a breath of time, the silver mecha that was originally majestic and full of holy flames. It became a hole full of scrap metal.

The more Li Qingming beat his chest, the more angry he became. He jerked away the bitter bamboo spear. The power of all the laws of force has been poured into the Qiankun Ding.

In an instant, the Qiankun Ding skyrocketed to the size of a zhangxu, and it was covered with golden Great Dao runes. Those flowers, birds, fish, insects, water, trees, mountains and rivers...... All of them have become terrifying beasts.

The birds spread their wings, the beasts spewed fierce flames, and the fish and insects swallowed their vitality.

They all turned into a different form, fierce and vicious.

"Dead pervert, you still want to suck my blood, and you still want my spiritual treasure! Dao Ye, I'll send you on my way now!" Li Qingming grabbed the Qiankun Ding fluttering above his head, and slammed it down fiercely at the head of the silver-white mecha.

"Zizi~~Bang~~Boom~~"

Accompanied by a scorching blue lightning, Li Qingming rotated the Qiankun Ding and brutally blasted this saint-level mecha into scrap metal, not only the various Great Dao runes engraved on it were all wiped out, but even the limbs and head were shattered, and wisps of black smoke rose up.

In the distance, whether it was Svik lying on the ground and unable to move, or Alyssa and Thor shivering at the entrance of the second floor, their faces were full of horror, and the divine light in their eyes kept brightening: "How is it possible, how can it be ......"

At this moment, Prince Sangla in the mecha was so frightened that his soul was lost, and when Qiankun Ding continued to bombard the only remaining body, Prince Sangla came to his senses, and hurriedly tore apart the mecha, wanting to escape to the top pyramid.

It's a pity that Li Qingming won't give him this opportunity at all!

Now that things have come to this point, if he doesn't figure out Shili in the technology maze, he can't sleep well.

"Get out of here!" Li Qingming grimaced, glanced at Prince Sangla, who was frantically fleeing, and lightly touched his big hand at him.

"Whew!"

The power of the silver spatial law fluctuated instantly, tightly locking the space around Prince Sangla.

Then, Li Qingming held his right hand weakly, and then suddenly pulled it in his direction.

Prince Sangla seemed to be carried by an invisible big hand and came to Li Qingming.

Prince Sangla, who only has the realm of the middle stage of the quasi-saint realm, can't break free from Li Qingming's spatial constraints at all.

His eyes continued to roll in horror, and he tried his best to break free.

But no matter how hard he tried, he never succeeded.

"Savage earth...... Oh, no, my lord, I can give you whatever you want, as long as you can spare my life!" Prince Sangla lost his previous arrogance, and his face was as pale as paper and begged Li Qingming, wanting Li Qingming to let him live.

Li Qingming shook his head and said, "Don't you really want my flesh and blood and spiritual treasures?

"No, no, sir!" said Prince Sangla, screaming madly, "My lord, great sir, I can tell you everything you want to know!

Li Qingming sneered and said, "I gave you a chance, and now the agreed time has already passed! As for what I want to know, there is naturally a way to know." So, you'd better die!"

"Poof!"

A crisp sound of bones shattering sounded, and Li Qingming stiffly twisted Prince Sangla's neck. Wisps of blood spilled from Prince Sangla's mouth and nose.

Bright red color, so dazzling!(To be continued......