Chapter 1840 Xiaotian Slays the Devil

Jing Zhi knew that a person was sitting on the bed alone, his head was always lowered, and the atmosphere of depression filled the whole room.

Professional-level debugging and top-level take-off are enough to be regarded as the benchmark for the disciples of the ancient sect.

Blame him?

Not to blame.

Efforts have been made to operate, and efforts have been made to control.

However, due to maintenance problems, the machine malfunctioned, and it was really powerless to recover, so the situation at that time was only self-destruction, dragging many enemies to bury.

Jing knows that he has done what he can do, which shows that a driver can remain calm after encountering special circumstances, and can use maximizing means to strive for his own interests.

"Hey."

Mao Xiaodao came over, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I understand senior brother."

"Do not!"

Jing Zhizhi raised her head and shouted in tears, "None of you understand me! No one understands me!"

At this moment, I cried like a child.

Jun Changxiao didn't blame him for blowing up the plane.

but.

Jing knows to blame himself.

The sect master gave me a chance, but I returned it with a bomb, which is unacceptable, unacceptable!

When it comes to operating mechas in the entire sect, Jingzhi said that he deserves the first place, and he himself thinks so, so this setback will undoubtedly bring a heavy blow.

The more proud a person is, the more unacceptable mistakes are.

It doesn't matter whether you can get the forgiveness of the suzerain, the key is that you can't forgive yourself, and this is the most uncomfortable point.

Next.

Jing knows that she is always cleaning the hut with frustration.

In the past, after he was done, he would continue to simulate driving a mecha, imagining that he would swim in the cosmic starry sky, representing the Eternal Sect, representing the justice and evil legions fighting.

Now.

Live in remorse and remorse.

As a good friend, Mao Xiaodao repeatedly persuaded him to no avail, so he could only stand in the distance, shaking his head and sighing helplessly.

Jun Changxiao also observed secretly, but did not come forward to persuade him.

Why did you suddenly order Jing Zhi to fight? Because this disciple's love for mechas has long been seen in his eyes.

He has not been summoned, and he has been asked to clean the toilet, which is actually a test.

Those who achieve great things must first work hard on their hearts and minds.

"Ding! Disciple who completes a certain task will gain 100 reputation points."

"Ding! Zongmen reputation value: 20000."

After returning to the study, Jun Changxiao heard the sound of the disciple completing the task, and then skillfully opened the system mall.

"so."

The system saw the needle and said: "Whether it can fight the Demon Emperor, the host has to rely on the mall."

"..."

Jun Changxiao rolled his eyes and began to refresh.

"Um?"

After the first refresh, an item named 'Xiaotian Demon Slayer' appeared in the third grid of the second row.

Click Introduction.

Item: Xiaotian slaying the devil.

Introduction: One of the Xiaotian mechas created by the mecha-based world.

Function: The Xiaotian model has a total of seven mechas, among which the Demon Slayer is the main combat and killing model.

Advantages: Combat and defense are both top-notch.

Disadvantage: High energy consumption.

Price: 20,000 reputation points.

Level: Taking the mainstream mecha world as the judging standard, Xiaotian Demon Slayer can be classified as a T0 echelon mecha.

Jun Chang smiled and said speechlessly: "It turns out that the mall is really a mecha!"

"inevitable."

The system said: "There are only things that the host can't think of, and there is nothing that the host can't brush."

"With the mainstream mecha world..." Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, "The cosmos system I am in is not a mecha-style, the ghost knows whether the T0 echelon mecha is strong."

He didn't want to buy it, if the performance is not as good as the third generation of Diablo, then fuck it.

"buy it."

The system explained: "The host has been upgraded to the Heavenly Secret Realm, and the prestige items in the mall will definitely not be bad."

Jun Changxiao tangled up.

Just at this moment, he saw Jingzhi carrying a shovel, walking over as if he had lost his soul, and he had a choice in his heart: "What about spending 20,000 yuan for this disciple?"

...

"Pfft!"

Jingzhi returned to the room, lay weakly on the bed, and was ejected. The explosion of the mecha appeared, and her eyes became wet unconsciously.

I am incompetent!

I am useless!

I'm sorry for the suzerain, I'm sorry for the same door!

"Brother!"

Just as he was blaming himself, Mao Xiaodao rushed in and panted, "Sect Master asked you to go to the main hall, I'm afraid..."

"Hey."

Jingzhi stood up, tidied up his collar, and said, "It's time to come."

After all, he went to the main hall as if he were going to the execution ground.

"tread."

After a while, Jing Zhi stood in the hall with a tragic expression on her face.

"Know..."

"The disciple is at fault, I am willing to be punished!"

Jun Changxiao just opened his mouth here, and Jing knew that he took the initiative to plead guilty.

"This seat..."

"The disciple has failed the sect master's attention and the expectations of his fellow students. No matter how heavy the punishment is, he will accept it!"

"actually……"

"The disciple knows..."

"Bang"

Jun Changxiao punched Jingjing knowingly, and said angrily, "Can you not interrupt!"

"Pfft!" Jingzhi, who was lying on the ground outside, spat out white foam and said with difficulty, "Can..."

...

"Drip drip!"

"Drip drip!"

An alarm sounded inside the Wangu, and light spots gradually appeared on the starry sky map.

"metropolitan!"

Shangguan Xinyao said through a voice transmission: "I found the Demon Emperor's fleet again."

"call out!"

Jun Changxiao appeared in the cockpit, then sat on the chair, clasped his fingers together and said, "Continue to grab!"

...

Somewhere outside.

Twenty star warships are suspended.

Maybe the Demon Emperor's subordinates haven't obtained real-time information yet, and they still don't know that the sixth and seventh fleets have been wiped out, so their minds are all on the task of suppressing the plane.

"Are you sure you won't surrender?"

Captain No. 7's voice resounded through the stars.

"The Emperor of Heaven is a disaster for the universe, and the living beings will be punished sooner or later!" The strong man guarding his home roared angrily.

The plane he protects is only second-class, and he is absolutely vulnerable in front of the Emperor's Iron Ship, so he has long given up hope.

speak.

Since you can't beat it.

Why not choose to surrender?

Because a plane and a group choose to surrender instead of resisting, it is no different from genocide in the end.

blood and dignity.

Someone needs to defend it.

In turbulent times, in times of war, there are always those ancestors who are unwilling to be slaves of subjugation to stand up for their homes, and throw their heads and blood.

"retribution?"

The captain smiled and said, "What the Emperor of Heaven has done is for the benefit of the universe, and his achievements will surely be passed down through the ages!"

"And those of you who hinder the general trend will all repent of your ignorance under Jiuquan!"

"kill!"

"Hoohoo!"

"Hoohoo!"

The fully armed demon soldiers rushed over, the number of which was like a dense locust.

"call out"

Suddenly, the space shook suddenly, rolling up water waves and ripples.

There was an extra battleship out of thin air at the starry sky closest to the plane, with the words 'Wangu' engraved on it.

"Crack!"

The cabin opens.

Jun Changxiao slowly presented.

He sat on a chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and shook a goblet containing boiled water in his hand, and said, "This Hongying Realm, this seat is guaranteed."

"Shhhhhh!"

While speaking, the senior leaders and disciples headed by Liu Sinan flew out, lined up in front of the Hongying Realm, and they all burst into a half-step Heavenly Secret Realm cultivation realm.

"There are still people who are heroes these days?" The captain sneered: "Courtesy of death."

"kill!"

"kill!"

Tens of thousands of demon soldiers came to kill.

But not long after the action, they all stopped subconsciously, their eyes filled with surprise.

"This……"

The captain slowly got up and said in disbelief, "What... what?"

In the field of vision, a mecha whose whole body looked like a steel cast was dragged by several chains, and slowly fell from the bottom of the Wangu.

This object is dozens of feet tall, like a big mountain.

Diablo was made by the old man Taixuan. Although the material is made of high-grade ore, the shape is still close to ancient times.

And this mecha that slowly appeared, every part, every nuance, showed a very high sense of technology, and even shone brightly in the dark universe.

The left shoulder is engraved with Murder, and the right shoulder is engraved with a demon.

At the chest, it was like a lion roaring with its mouth open.

On the back, there is a scabbard full of mechanical feeling, and the exposed hilt still presents a very high technical beauty.

"Energy replenishment 20%...30%...40%...100%!"

From the inner cockpit, the sound of Miss Sweet's prompt sounded, and Jing knew that she put down the operation manual, then put on the special induction helmet, and started to toggle various buttons.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The four chains were released and retracted, and the mecha hung firmly in the starry sky.

Jingzhi first let out a sigh of relief, then put one hand on the touch rod, and said solemnly: "Jingzhi, the driver of the Demon Killer, asks to fight!"

"allow."

Jun often laughed.

"call out"

Before the words fell, the violent energy whistled, ruffled his black hair, and his face was almost deformed.

Li Qingyang and others looked over in amazement, and saw that Xiaotian Demon Slayer was already standing behind a certain battleship, holding a knife in both hands with crossed legs, and the mechanically beautiful blade shone with light.

"Crack!"

A crack sounded.

A starship battleship with a size not weak, the Eternal, slowly cracked into two pieces in front of everyone, and then exploded with a bang. The firelight reflected on Xiaotian's back, and the number sixty-six just engraved was clearly seen!

"I go!"

Su Xiaomo opened her mouth and said in surprise, "Is it so strong!?"