The mechanical race is different from the flesh and blood life. This is one of the few races in the universe that cannot be reproduced. The mechanical race produces offspring and is more appropriate to describe it as "manufacturing".

Therefore, many low-level mechanical races cannot understand the so-called emotions of flesh and blood.

Only some high-level mechanical races can understand the feelings of flesh and blood.

Some mechanical races, because they learn negative emotions, their temperaments become more and more violent. As this temperament accumulates, there will be an existence called "evil gods" in the mechanical race.

The evil gods in the mechanical clan act erratic and have no principles at all.

Many times, the evil gods in the mechanical clan are even more terrifying than the evil gods in the divine clan.

Zhenkun, as the youngest evil god in the mechanical clan, had heard of his name before Han Ze became the supreme.

Han Ze could not have imagined that the evil god I had never seen before would meet on Earth this time.

"Hehe, I am just thinking this way!" Moro smiled and looked at Han Ze coldly.

Moreau is more than ten feet tall, his body is as strong as a dragon, his head is black and thick, and his eyes are open and closed, and there is lightning coming out of it, like a god or a demon, terrifying and terrifying.

At this moment, Morrow was standing at the entrance of the secret place, and his breath was released at will, like an ancient demon mountain, filling the entire space with a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Since the Hermitage Palace, you have repeatedly destroyed my good deeds. Now even if you kneel down and beg for mercy, I will not be able to bypass you!" Moro spoke coldly.

This secret place is a sealed ancient battlefield. Looking around, the ground is full of devastation, no grass grows, and there are many bones and mottled metals buried in the red land.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Under the ground, from time to time, rainbow light wrapped in weapons soared into the sky and rushed out of the secret place.

Thousands of years have passed, and these weapons still have power. Although they are cold weapons, most of the thermal weapons created by Earth technology today are even more powerful and terrifying.

However, these weapons have lost their original divine nature, leaving only sharpness and solemnity.

The blood stains of ancient heroes have already changed the world of this secret land and can suppress the cultivation of cultivators.

But now, as the secret land merges with the outside world, this suppression effect has become increasingly decayed.

Only in the deepest part of the secret place, this kind of suppression is the strongest.

Han Ze wanted to defeat Morrow, the most hopeful thing was in the depths of the secret place.

However, Han Ze never expected that the evil god of the mechanical tribe who was sleeping deep in the secret place was actually an old acquaintance with Moro.

clang!

Morrow stood in the void with his hands on his back, and his black robe sounded in the wind, but his eyes turned into two heavenly swords and slashed towards Han Ze.

Click!

In the void, lightning burst out, and the two heavenly swords slashed towards Han Ze at a speed that the naked eye could not capture.

Below Han Ze's body surface, divine power flowed, forming a secret net.

when!

Then, Han Ze raised his hand and slapped the two sky swords directly.

"You actually fought with Lord Morrow's Sky-Slaying Sword with bare hands?"

After seeing this scene, the people of the Lingming clan showed an incredible look on their faces.

The Sky-Slaying Sword with Moro's eyes condensed was extremely fast and invincible. He once cut down a powerful man from Mingdao Realm into the starry sky, sprinkling blood on the stars.

Looking at the universe, no one dares to take the Sky-Slaying Sword at the same level except for the terrifying monks with strong physical bodies such as the Gods.

But now, Han Ze did that.

Moreover, Han Ze's realm is two levels lower than Mingdao realm.

"You actually took my own Sky-Slaying Sword?"

Even Morrow's eyes were shaking, feeling a little incredible.

"Is this the Sky-Slaying Knife?" Han Ze shook his numb arms.

No one could see that the grids made of golden divine power under Han Ze's body had completely shattered and dissipated.

If Han Ze hadn't had these golden grids, even his arms would have been broken at this time.

"Your physical body is a bit beyond my expectations!" Moro said coldly: "I want to see if it is your physical body hard or your Sky-Slaying Blade sharp!"

boom!

Han Ze called for divine power, the sea of ​​divine power was boiling, and the Chaos Immortal Bell even had the chaotic energy falling down, merging with Han Ze's divine power.

But at this time, Han Ze didn't care about studying this situation. He had already called the secret technique to condense countless fine golden grids and merged into the flesh and blood and bones of his body.

Woo woo woo woo woo!

The two sky-cutting swords danced wildly, but they could not see their shape, but only their sounds.

There was a whimpering sound in the void, as if a ghost was crying, making the scalp numb.

Han Ze slowly closed his eyes.

Even though he has reached the realm of Return to the Void, he still cannot capture the trajectory of the Sky-Slaying Sword with his naked eyes, and it will not work even if he uses his divine eyes.

Han Ze completely expanded his spiritual sense and covered the space within a radius of more than ten kilometers.

After being baptized by the Supreme Realm, Han Ze's heart and Han Ze are extremely tough and powerful.

But now, he could only vaguely capture the trajectory of the Sky-Slaying Sword because the speed was too fast.

"Close your eyes, is this kid losing his mind?"

"Hey, I think he has recognized the gap between himself and Lord Morrow and has given up resisting!"

"However, it is his honor to be the ghost under the sword of Lord Morrow!"

"Yes, there are a few more people who can die like this over the past thousands of years!"

In the void, the Sky-Slaying Knife was sobbing, like resentment and crying, like a fierce ghost crying in the middle of the night.

Suddenly, this whimper suddenly disappeared from the void.

Then, a sharp sound came.

Outside the secret place, the plants and trees that had finally grown from the Colorado Grand Canyon were cut directly by the sharp sound waves and became neatly halved.

At this time, Han Ze also moved, his palm whirling.

when!

when!

when!

Every time Han Ze's palm fell, sparks burst out from the void.

And every time he bumps, the golden grid under Han Ze's palm will completely shatter, but Han Ze will condense it as quickly as possible.

"What a fast speed, how could he keep up with the Sky-Slaying Knife!"

Han Ze's speed is extremely fast, and many people can no longer keep up with the naked eye.

In the eyes of others, there is only a protective cover around Han Ze's body at this moment.

And on this protective cover, fire lights splashed from time to time, dazzling and dazzling.

In the void, arc-shaped waves spread out.

Although Han Ze was resisting the Sky-Slaying Sword, his body was still retreating.

"I remember, don't you have a black broken sword? Why, you can break my magical powers without using weapons?" Moro stood in the void and looked down at Han Ze.

"Weapon? You don't need to deal with this level!" Han Ze responded.

Click!

Suddenly, the "protective cover" around Han Ze's body disappeared.

In between, Han Ze was holding two transparent blades in his palm.

Countless runes flashed on Han Ze's palm, suppressing the Sky-Slaying Knife.

In his palm, the Sky-Slaying Dao Zhengming wanted to break free from Han Ze's palm.

"you……"

Morrow's eyes changed slightly.

Because the Sky-Slaying Sword is extremely fast, even those who are cultivators in the Mingdao Realm may not be able to catch it. However, at this time, Moro's two Sky-Slaying Swords were held in his hands by Han Ze.

"I said that you don't need to use weapons at this level!"

Click!

A crisp sound of shattering came out, and Moro's two sky-cutting swords were crushed by Han Ze.

However, Han Ze paid a certain price because of this. His palm was cut open and there was a bright red blood left behind.

"What, I actually crushed Lord Moro's Sky-Slaying Sword with bare hands!"

On the southern capital of China, even Mo Qu, who had always been calm, was a little uneasy when he saw this scene.
To be continued...