Chapter 836: Support Arrives

The young man surnamed Shen from the Corpse Control Sect began to cast spells, taking out some things from the skull coffin shop, etc., which made people's scalps numb. Many monks had no choice but to squeeze out a drop of blood into the ancient skull bowl. After squeezing out the blood, many monks looked unhappy. They felt depressed when they thought that they would be delayed for several months or even a year in cultivation. For monks, time is life and cannot be wasted. Otherwise, monks would not be in a hurry every day to either meditate or swallow pills...

The zombie over there had been beaten to the ground by three mechanical soldiers. Every punch was bloody. If they continued to be beaten like this, they would be beaten into minced meat sooner or later.

The evil cultivator surnamed Shen, who was protected by many monks behind the mound, chanted spells and made gestures. After finally completing a set of rituals, he saw his hands dancing quickly and pointed at the zombie. The blood in the skull bowl suddenly turned into a blood line and flew quickly towards the zombie, and sank into the zombie's body when the three mechanical soldiers could not react in time!

Bang! The Spark Mechanical Soldier kicked the zombie's face, which had lost a lot of flesh, but after the kick, he saw the zombie slowly turned his head and stared at him fiercely with the only remaining eye.

"Oh~ I'm sorry!"

The two intelligent program mechanical soldiers next to him suddenly found that the boss in the middle was gone. They turned their heads and saw that the Spark Mechanical Soldier flew backwards and hit the tree with a dazed head. Then the two intelligent program mechanical soldiers were also punched and fell beside the Spark Mechanical Soldier. The three guys saw that the circuits in the concave gaps of the chest armor kept igniting, and they were hit without paying attention.

"You have reached the late stage of Huaxuan cultivation, right? It's worth paying attention to. Support will arrive soon. Let's fight it first."

The zombie that jumped high and wanted to fall and hurt the mechanical soldier was kicked aside by the fire mechanical soldier. Then a fierce super close combat began. The mechanical fists and zombie claws came and went. You scratched my armor with five scratches and I scratched your corpse skin with five cuts. For a while, sparks flew everywhere and blood flew everywhere. The iron zombie was blocked and beaten by three mechanical soldiers again. Because the three mechanical soldiers were connected to each other and knew what the other two would do next and next, they could always fight in advance, and the cooperation was seamless.

Finally, the first batch of support arrived under the anxious eyes of a group of monks, a high-altitude drone.

"Hey, man, are you making rice cakes down there? You haven't killed a zombie for a long time. Be careful that you will become famous in the base." The high-altitude drone robot, which also has fire, teased the fire mechanical soldier.

"Two flying swords."

"See why you are so reserved. How can our relationship be measured by flying swords?"

"Four, or I will wait for other support."

"Just kidding, I have prepared nanorobot bombs, which are specially used to deal with powerful characters. They were launched ten seconds ago and are expected to hit the target in three seconds."

Usually, mechanical life forms like to use the flying swords and magic weapons of monks as currency for some transactions in private, purely for fun. Flying swords and magic weapons can also absorb metals, which is very attractive to mechanical life forms. Occasionally, when they are bored, using flying swords to make bets is also an entertainment project.

"Three seconds? Damn it! Get out of here!"

The Spark Mechanical Soldier kicked the zombie in the chest and made it retreat. He also used the force to fly backwards. Just as the three mechanical soldiers left the zombie, a silver-gray long missile fell from the sky and hit the zombie's shoulder with a bang. The object dropped from a height of 10,000 meters was not a missile, even if it was a watermelon, the force would not be small. The zombie's shoulder and arm were smashed to pieces, and blood spurted far away. The missile did not explode. After smashing the zombie's shoulder, it went straight into the soil along the zombie's rotten leg, leaving only the missile's butt outside.

The zombie howled miserably, and the monks were chilled by the sound.

Suddenly, the missile instantly turned into a mist that surrounded the zombie, and then the zombie was seen frantically scratching its body with one hand. Pieces of flesh and blood were eroded and fell off by tiny nanorobots, and the whole zombie began to decompose rapidly. The ultimate means of nanorobots is tantamount to death for monks below the level of masters in the body stage. Invisible robots drill into blood vessels and muscles and destroy the body crazily, which is not much better than being hit by a white phosphorus bomb.

If we were to say that the one who felt the most pain when the zombie was destroyed was not the zombie but the evil cultivator surnamed Shen, he had finally refined it to this point today, and absorbed the essence and blood of so many cultivators. If he didn't die today, he would have absorbed all the essence and blood in a few days, and he would be a subordinate equivalent to the Jindan stage. Who would have thought that an iron lump fell from the sky inexplicably and destroyed the zombie. If the other party used violence, it would be fine, but the result was so strange that it was decomposed...

"Well done, throw a few more bombs to kill a few of those idiots. It's an insult to me to stand in the same mass grave with them."

"As you wish."

The slender wings of the drone hovering in the sky trembled, and three precision-guided bombs were dropped. At the same time, the spherical sighting device under the nose shot out a laser invisible to the naked eye at the mound where the cultivators were. The three precision-guided bombs aimed at the target and quickly passed through the clouds and smashed straight down. The fuses at the head and tail of the bombs rotated at high speed...

"All patrol mechas retreat!" The Spark Mecha Soldier asked the patrol mechas to withdraw, otherwise the violent explosion would blow up those spherical guys, which would be bad if they entered the repair shop.

"Enjoy the taste of shock waves and shrapnel. I promise that you guys will never forget it, just like the taste of breast milk when you were a child, deeply engraved in your mind..."

Three precision-guided bombs passed through the night, and the ground became larger and larger!

The Spark Mecha Soldier stood in the distance with his arms open. This scene made the monks feel very strange. What was it doing? Suddenly, everyone had a very dangerous feeling in their hearts, and it was about to come!

Boom boom boom! !

The violent explosion was dazzling and there was a rumbling sound. The Spark Mecha Soldier standing in the distance with his arms open was hit by the heat wave mixed with weeds and soil. He stood firm after a slight shake. The smell of gunpowder and shock waves in the air made the Spark Mecha Soldier feel refreshed and excited. I hope there will be a few survivors left to copy soul data.

"Brother, don't be too happy! How come there is still one person who is not injured among those dead bodies?" The detection equipment of the high-altitude drone found that there was still one person who was not dead or injured after the explosion. The others were either blown to pieces or lying on the ground groaning, but this person was fine. This is not normal!

"What an endless night, my mission is just to catch the evil ghost..." The Spark Mechanical Soldier sighed.