The expressions of the few people who reacted were different. Mo Lan was worried and angry, Fan Huang was gloating, but the third elder who was provoked was not angry at all. The corners of his mouth were slightly grinned. He was worried that he could not find anyone to establish his authority.
It's useless to beat someone with a low cultivation level. Most of the people with a higher cultivation level have backgrounds, such as Fan Huang, so it's difficult to attack them.
Now that a wild green man has arrived at his door, he can make the most of it.
Loose cultivators are powerful and have no background. What a good "chicken to scare the monkeys"!
The old man laughed boldly: "Okay, young people are ambitious! If you can beat me, I will give you this mecha directly!"
"Third Grandpa..." Mo Lan was about to say something when a loud roar suddenly sounded in his ears, followed by a sudden tremor of the earth and smoke and dust. In the chaos, Mo Lan vaguely heard the five words of "Crazy Thunder Vajra Fist"
Character.
She had a bad premonition in her heart, waved her sleeves to disperse the smoke, and saw Megatron slowly retracting his fists and standing up. There was a pit of tens of feet under his feet, and the third elder was lying on the ground with his eyes rolled.
In the pit, his limbs twitched from time to time, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
"Third Grandpa!" After a brief moment of daze, Mo Lan screamed and rushed over.
But Megatron still looked indifferent: "Stop screaming, he's not dead!"
The cold and low voice made Mo Lan regain her composure. She checked carefully and confirmed that the third elder was indeed not seriously injured and had just fainted. Then she breathed a sigh of relief.
Then she couldn't help complaining about Megatron: "Why are you like this? You don't even say hello when you strike, and you strike so hard!"
"Too stupid, too weak!" Megatron's words were concise and powerful, making a lady like Mo Lan so angry that her veins jumped.
"Xiaolan, what's going on?" Dozens of escaping lights fell, surrounding Megatron and the three of them, including two ninth-level Dao-killing experts like the three elders of the Mo family, and it was among them who asked.
one person.
Mo Lan took a deep breath to suppress her anger and said: "It's okay. Third Grandpa wanted to test the ability of the fellow Taoist I just recruited, but he... um... failed. Eighth Elder, Eleventh Elder, don't worry.
, Third Grandpa is not seriously ill, he just fainted."
Mo Lan was a filial and sensible girl, and she was embarrassed to say that the third elder was killed instantly with one punch. But even this surprised a group of people.
"Third brother actually lost!" The two elders who were at the ninth level of Dao Slayer were in disbelief.
Although the three of them are in the same realm, the third elder is the most powerful one. Even he was defeated. Doesn't it mean that no one present can suppress this outsider?
He glanced fearfully at Megatron, who was banging against the pure black mecha. The two of them exchanged glances and said, "Rescue the third brother first!"
The third elder woke up quickly, but his eyes were still a little dazed. After scanning around, his eyes fixed on Megatron, and his pupils gradually became focused:
"Junior, you don't follow martial ethics and you carry out a sneak attack!"
The third elder jumped up and wanted to flutter, but was held tightly by Mo Lan and several others.
Megatron glanced at the old man who seemed angry but actually felt guilty. He didn't argue with him. He just patted the black mecha and said, "It's mine. Is that okay?"
Mo Lan spoke before the three elders: "No problem, you will be its driver from now on!"
Others don't know the real situation, but she knows that with the strength shown by Megatron, these three elders combined may not be able to win. Such talents must be retained!
…
In the Mo family's land, in a secret room, the current head of the family, Mo Yuan, is hosting a remote video conference.
Including himself, the Mo family has a total of five semi-saints, but now except for him who is in charge of the clan, the other four have all been sent out to garrison various fortresses.
Unless they can no longer hold it, they will not give up any resource or strategic location.
Faced with this situation where everyone is pushing against you, blindly retreating will only attract more wolves.
Only a brutal bloody battle can deter those who are ready to take action!
After discussing various major issues, Mo Lan mentioned the matter of Megatron.
"The seventh heaven is comparable to a half-saint. This kind of talent is also extremely rare among ascetic monks. After some inspection, if there is no problem with the origin of this ascetic monk, then he can be reused, and even some of the evolutionary fluid can be distributed to him!
"Mo Yuan said in a deep voice.
"Master?!!" All the elders were in disbelief.
Although external notices say that those who have made great contributions can receive evolutionary fluid as a reward, they all know in their hearts that it is really just talk.
The descendants of this clan don't even get enough of a treasure like evolutionary fluid, so how could they give it to outsiders?
Mo Yuan's tone was low but convincing: "Heavy treasure buys integrity. Only when substantial benefits are provided will those casual cultivators work hard. He is just a benchmark! What we need most now is time. After waiting for the most important
During this period, we will get back everything we have lost!"
"I understand, Master!" Everyone said in unison.
…
After the meeting, the Mo family announced a more detailed list of rewards to the foreign players they had recruited. Megatron directly skipped the low-end ones and focused on the evolutionary fluid:
Killing three Zhandao Jiuzhongtian can exchange for a preliminary evolutionary fluid.
Killing a Half-Saint can exchange for a second-level evolutionary fluid.
Killing the Ancient Saint can exchange for third-level evolutionary fluid.
"The Mo family is quite rich!" Feng Jinghong thought to himself, but he clearly remembered that in the original plot, the Qi family and the Fan family almost beat people's brains into dog brains for a piece of third-level evolutionary fluid.
This Megatron is the new identity used by Feng Jinghong. As for why he uses this name, it is because his exclusive mecha is built in the image of Megatron.
The Mo family's reward announcement caused a lot of complaints, especially the last one about offering a reward to the saint, which was completely insincere.
If someone can hunt the saint, then you don’t care what the reward is, why don’t you just grab it and it’s over...
Feng Jinghong was thinking about the feasibility of this plan at this time. If he tried to rob it by force, the current strength of the Mo family would definitely not be able to stop him.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Forget it, I don't know where they hid the evolutionary fluid. It would be troublesome if these people would rather die than surrender..."
The main reason is that he does not want to be exposed to the sight of the divine organization so early.
"Perhaps, I can use some roundabout means..."
…
The Deep Blue Continent is a hemispherical meteorite floating on the edge of the Eternal Star Territory. It is named after a large blue crystal vein on it. This mineral is one of the important materials for making war mechas, so this place has become a
A battleground.
Originally this was the territory of the Mo family, but now they are facing challenges.
Lasers are like a forest, and artillery fire is like rain.
The Zhou family and the Mo family each sent a fleet, led by a half-saint. The fight here was in full swing. Various aircraft and mechas shuttled through the sky like insects, and the fires caused by the explosions were like bright fireworks.
.The art and cruelty of war are vividly displayed here!
On the vast battlefield, the battle between a golden Ancient Saint mecha and another blue mecha was the most eye-catching. Both sides of the battle were semi-saints. With the blessing of the mecha, their combat effectiveness could almost catch up with the real ones.
They were saints, and every move had the power to destroy stars. The other combatants on both sides avoided them in a tacit understanding.
Apart from this side, the battle between several Dacheng Kings was the most intense.
There are three people from the Mo family, and five people from the Zhou family. The Zhou family clearly has the upper hand in terms of numbers. From this, it can be seen that the combat power of the middle and lower levels of the Moh family is already stretched thin.
The Zhou family thought they could win for sure this time, but what they didn't expect was that their two extra Nine Heavenly Kings were stopped by an unknown person. Although they couldn't judge the person's exact realm through the mecha, they were sure
lower than them.
"Everyone who comes is given a name!" shouted a king of the Zhou family.
"Megatron!"
"Not from the Mo family?" The king of the Zhou family was confused.
"Those who are about to die don't need to ask any questions!" Words without any emotion came from the black mecha.
"Arrogant!" The two kings of the Zhou family were furious, and they rushed forward with their semi-holy mechas.
The man named Megatron controlled the mecha and slowly pulled out a black and ferocious serrated sword from behind. His deep voice was accompanied by the sharp sword energy: