My right eye is a god-level computer.

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Elder Fanxi said, showing sympathy.

Although he didn't finish his sentence, everyone present knew it clearly.

Not only did Liu Di fall into the ice coffin and was restricted by the origin of his life, but he also couldn't find a way to leave the trapped dragon formation.

Judging by his difficult steps, it is estimated that he will not be able to go very far.

Zhang Mofeng looked at the scene in front of him, and turned his back with a wave of his sleeves, "But the dragon dives, woohoo! Tragic!"

The aloof Queen Oya also had a dignified expression at this time. She took a step forward, but for some reason, she stopped again.

at last.

After Liu Di walked dozens of steps, he couldn't bear the power of the ice coffin formation any longer, his body seemed to be petrified, and finally became completely stiff and fell into silence.

And his position was hundreds of meters away from the top of the third slope.

There is a sense of déjà vu of a hero's twilight.

Mo Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

He was worried just now, thinking that Brother Liu had become abnormal enough to resist the ice coffin array with his body.

The three views almost collapsed!

Mr. Song's complexion returned to calm.

Feeling a little heavy in his heart for no reason, Brother Liu lost the battle of Sanzhipo after all.

Although the Mohists were somewhat invincible in their victory, no one limited Liu Di's strength.

The Mo family used his own disciple, and his brother Liu can call the punisher.

but...

Even if the punisher came, he couldn't escape the ice coffin formation.

In the final analysis, Liu Di's skills are not as good as others.

Mr. Song shook his head slightly, waiting for the fragrance to burn out.

"Ha ha..."

The white mist at the top of the three slopes slowly dispersed amidst bursts of hearty laughter.

The huge figure gradually revealed its true body.

All the disciples of the Mohist sect showed reverence on their faces, and there was a faint tendency to kowtow.

And Queen Oya's face is full of shock when watching it for the first time!

Surrounded by clouds and mist, the top of the highest three slopes.

Impressively stands a huge statue as high as 30 meters!

He has a bun on his head and a long beard on his chin. He is wearing a cloth robe from the Warring States period, with a pair of big sleeves fluttering. He holds a scroll in his left hand and a walking stick on the ground in his right hand.

With a dignified look, he stares forward, his eyes are full of wisdom, as if he wants to see through the whole world.

The momentum is boundless.

Hundreds of Mohist disciples bowed their hands together from the bottom of their hearts, and shouted in unison, "I've seen the giant in charge!"

The sound came from all directions, sonorous and powerful, echoing non-stop.

Even someone like Mr. Song nodded slightly!

"Hahaha..."

But I heard this laughter coming from the foot of the huge statue again.

There was a young man standing there, with long hair pulled up high, handsome and flawless face, only seventeen or eighteen years old.

The Mohist disciples who showed up many times were all wearing black robes.

And this young man was different, he was actually wearing a spotless white robe!

The young man folded his hands in front of his chest, his palms hidden in the wide sleeves, his body was straight, his eyes were like moons, he looked at everyone with a smile, and said loudly: "Mo Yu, I also send my greetings to everyone."

Chapter 625 Polarity Reversal

There are 6 contemporary Mohists.

But there is only one person in charge of the giant, named Mo Yu.

No one would have thought that he was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old Langlang boy who always had a smile on his face.

Mo Yu stood in the wind, her body motionless, and she was quite a master at such a young age.

He said loudly: "The battle at Sanzhipo, thank you all for your hard work."

feet.

Even a lunatic like Zhang Mofeng buried his head deeply at this time, quite respectfully.

At the top of the third slope is Moyu, a giant of the nine generations, and behind it is a bronze statue of Mozi himself!

The founder of the Mohist School, as well as the current head of the Mohism, gathered together, who can be disrespectful?

"Mr. Song, Mo Yu fulfilled his mission this time and finally restrained Liu Shizi."

Mo Yu looked at Liu Di's motionless figure, and his voice spread, announcing to the world, "He is in the trapping dragon formation, and he is also in the ice coffin formation, and a stick of incense has been burned."

Mr. Song nodded slightly.

Mo Yu took a few steps forward, and the white cloth shoes exposed under the white robe were also spotless.

On the spot, two footprints were left, and the white mist wet the surrounding ground, but the ground there was dry.

Mo Yu stood there without moving from the moment Liu Di arrived.

at this time.

He came to the front of the steps, and said again: "An opponent like Liu Shizi is rare in a hundred years, but it's a pity..."

"Hahaha..."

Although Mo Yu is the eldest son of the ninth generation of the Mohist family, he is still young after all, and he has a somewhat youthful and frivolous temperament.

He laughed and said: "It's a pity that Liu Shizi is blindly confident. If no one in the world can hurt him, now he is trapped at the third bend, stopping at my feet, which is equivalent to stopping at Mr. Song's feet."

"I have to admit that Juzi Liu possesses various supernatural powers, subdues strange beasts, and masters nanotechnology."

"It was only after the Mohists came up with two hidden world technologies that they restrained him."

"but."

Mo Yu raised her head slightly, "It looks like a short distance of a few hundred meters, but it's actually a gap in technology. If it doesn't take 100 years, you won't be able to climb it, hahaha!"

The young man was insolent, with a hearty laugh.

But no one dared to question his capital.

Mohism's scientific and technological strength leads the world, and the economic field is also rich and invincible, and it complements a big oriental country like China!

Mo Yu's smile revealed a bit of contempt for the world!

"Little brother, take a good look, who is under whose feet?"

Suddenly, a slightly smiling voice came from the sea of clouds at the top of the third slope.

Mo Yu's laughter stopped abruptly.

He raised his head and looked sideways, looking into the white mist above his head!

On both sides of the top of the three ridges, there are still tens of meters of white fog that has not dissipated.

Mo Yu's expression changed again and again.

Stretch out your palm and sway lightly in the direction of the little flower girl Shui'er.

next moment.

It was as if a gust of wind was blowing, blowing away the white mist above the head!

Mo Yu's body shook!

On my left side, I don't know when a huge earth slope rose up, stretching upwards for at least ten meters, connecting with the ground, as if growing from the three most slopes!

And at the top of the slope, there was a man in white standing with his hands behind his back, condescending!

Everything in front of me is inexplicable.

Originally the highest three reached the top of the slope, yet another slope appeared out of thin air!

The air was eerily quiet.

Mo Yu, the leader of the ninth generation of the Mo family, looked at the man in white on the slope with a blank expression.

When exactly.

The poles are reversed.

I, who was at the highest point, became someone's foot?

The man in white laughed lightly, "My lord, I think this Sanzhipo can be renamed Sizhipo!"

Although Mo Yu maintained a calm expression, her breathing was actually disordered.

And the fingers in the big sleeve trembled slightly.

He tried his best to stabilize his emotions, and said slowly: "You...how did you do it."

Brother Liu smiled again: "Look again, your earth-shattering formation has been tossing for a long time, is it me who is trapped?"

Mo Yu suddenly looked back.

But in the beam of light of the ice coffin array, 'Liu Di' was still trapped in it motionless!

Two Liu brothers?

How is this going? !

Mo Yu lost all demeanor, and only felt the roaring in his head.

suddenly.

I saw 'Liu Di' in the beam of ice coffin straightened his body and resumed his actions easily.

No matter how powerful the ice coffin formation is, it has no effect on him.

This 'Liu brother' looked up at the sky, an orange oven suddenly ignited on his chest, and his white shirt was instantly burned through by the heat wave. He raised his arms and chest, and an orange-red beam comparable to that of an ice coffin blasted out!

boom!

The air was muffled, and the orange-red beam flowed upstream. While burning through the blue beam, it completely destroyed the blue vortex above the head!

The corners of Mo Yu's eyes twitched slightly, "Robot?!"

Brother Liu nodded slightly, "It's called Diqi."

Mo Yu held back the turmoil in his heart, "The weapon in its chest, like nuclear energy?"

Brother Liu grinned, "Polonium-210 fission, a foreign friend of Bertram, gave me a lot."

Mo Yu's fingers hidden under her sleeves twitched again.

Containing nuclear fission in such a small robot is crazy!

It is at this time.

I saw Iron Emperor Seven slowly turning his head and smiling slightly at Mo Yu!

But Mo Jiuli, who was thousands of meters away, trembled, and it was this cute smile!

It turned out to be a mechanical structure, no wonder it looked so unnatural!

The former Iron Emperor Seven had no mouth.

Brother Liu was in a hurry, although he had modified and disguised it, but the movement of smiling could still be seen as a little unsmooth.