Chapter 226 The Protoss

Jiang Mingyi was bold and didn't care about those people. He stood there quietly and wanted to see what they could do.

Although Jiang Ming's expression was calm, those people saw Jiang Ming floating in the universe, revealing a shocking miracle, but they seemed to have seen something incredible, and a strange fluctuation came out of the mecha.

Jiang Ming carefully distinguished and found that the tone of these people was extremely shocked. His words were "God, a living god"

"God?" Jiang Ming grinned. Although he was not a god, he seemed to be no different from God. Although these people's language is strange and obscure, it is a product of scientific and technological civilization, which makes him have an unspeakable good impression in his heart when he comes from the earth.

Boom!

Suddenly, a strong momentum broke out on the mecha, and the bright light like a long rainbow carried a devastating murderous atmosphere and attacked Jiang Ming. The divine man is extremely frightening, piercing the space, and the tearing power is enough to frighten people.

Jiang Ming frowned, and there was a glimpse of unconcealed surprise in his eyes. He concluded that several people in the mecha had no cultivation, but just ordinary mortals, but their mecha was too powerful to be comparable to that of gold immortals, which was shocking.

Touch! Touch! Touch!

Jiang Ming looked indifferent and motionless. The deep light could not splash a ripple on him, and it was shattered one after another. Jiang Ming's body is so powerful now that he can't help it, not to mention that this is just a level-only attack.

The space is shattered, sliding down like broken glass, blocking the sight of the mecha,

When the sight of the mecha man recovered, he looked at Jiang Ming, who was safe and cold, like a god and demon, and made waves of strange syllables and said in horror, "God, is this the power of God? A living god, an extremely powerful god, our cannon can't kill him.

"Quick, this god is too powerful. We are not rivals. Let's leave quickly and ask the elders for help!" There were roars from a mecha, which seemed to be very shocked.

"Come here!"

Jiang Ming said coldly, reached out and grabbed it, forming an invisible vortex, holding these mechas in his hand and playing like a doll.

"Light system, space jump!"

A mecha roared, and a bright light burst out on the mecha, like a scorching sun. Bursts of energy burst out, and the space around the mecha rippled, like waves, and the shadow of the mecha slowly faded and was about to dissipate.

Jiang Ming's eyes showed interest and whispered, "Is the development of civilization and technology so powerful to the peak? With a game of mecha, it is comparable to that of saints, shuttle space, real and powerful. It seems that the road of heaven and earth is not only a way to practice, but also a way. However, this moral drawback is too huge. Without these mecha, or the mecha loses its energy, then they will undoubtedly be with the ants. Unlike monks, every strength they cultivate belongs to their own.

"Space confinement!"

Jiang Ming is now a quasi-holy, powerful, and almost the whole world is under his control, like the only true god. If he can't even control the small means of shuttle through space, he will spend money to cultivate to such a high level.

"No, this, this look is powerful. Are we going to die here? Damn, Gods are all like this. They want to enslave us, but they are too powerful..."

Relentless sounds came from the mecha, full of despair and unwillingness.

Weng!

Suddenly, a destructive breath permeates the void, full of wild and ancient taste.

In the void, a huge black hole was opened, and one fingertip was cold, and the huge claws that made people shudder at a glance float in the void.

This claw is extremely sharp, like a dragon claw, but with a touch of metal-like light, like fine steel, full of hardness, strength, sharpness and strength.

"The breath of horror is comparable to Daluo Jinxian, but there is no breath of life at all. Is it mecha again? But how can the mecha have such an ancient and vicissitudes of marriage? Jiang Ming whispered, very puzzled.

The iron claws tore the space, and what appeared in front of Jiang Ming was a creature with a dragon head, but its body was like a dinosaur, with strong hind limbs and small and sharp forelimbs.

It was extremely fast and turned into a cyan electric light. Jiang Ming's expression remained unchanged. He poked out his right hand. There were various rules in his palm. Thousands of gods were melted together and could pinch the sun and the moon. The powerful beasts like dinosaurs were held in Jiang Ming's hands and played like toys.

Jiang Ming looked carefully and found that the strange beast was actually an extremely ancient barbarian beast. After being killed, it was modified by high technology and became a weapon with the strong body of the barbarian beast and lacked all kinds of horrible high-tech lethal means.

Although this beast is strong, it is still a heaven and an underground compared with Jiang Ming, which is not comparable at all.

"God, this..."

This beast is an alternative war machine, with an old man riding on a spaceship and hiding tens of thousands of miles away to control the beast. When he saw that the beast was easily collected by Jiang Ming, the shock in his heart was beyond words. As if he had seen the end of the world and the end of the world, he did not hesitate to drive the spaceship and turned away.

"Come back!"

Jiang Ming looked cold and grabbed it gently. The whole world seemed to be in his hands, and the spaceship appeared in front of Jiang Ming in an instant.

"God, it's really invincible. Will the end finally come?"

Among the spacecraft is an old man with a white beard. Jiang Ming looks at his bones and finds that he also has hundreds of years of life. He can't help but be surprised that the technology of this race must have developed to an unprecedented level, otherwise how could mortals live so long?

"Why did you attack me?" Jiang Ming said lightly.

"Gods!"

The old man gritted his teeth, his eyes showed deep despair, and kept muttering: "God, you are so strong that you can't resist! The language of the end is about to be true, and we will eventually perish.

"God, with the creation of the order of heaven and earth, we eventually become slaves and ants. Even thousands of efforts are useless."

"Do you, do you understand our language?" Jiang Ming's eyes showed a trace of surprise, and immediately a touch of joy appeared. He said lightly, "Answer my question, what kind of race are you? Why did you attack me? Tell me everything, and I won't let you die!"

"God, you are cruel and ungod, and you will definitely be destroyed! Although you are strong, there is still a sky above your head. The old man looked plain, with a touch of decisiveness in his expression.

Boom!

Suddenly, the old man looked ferocious and suddenly pressed the red button on his right wrist. The "dinosaur" on Jiang Ming's palm suddenly burst, making the sun and moon pale.

Jiang Ming was moved, and his heart was more doubtful. What kind of race is this and why do you call yourself a god? Why are you so hostile to yourself? What's the reason for this?

Although the power of the explosion is powerful, it does no harm to Jiang Ming. Why can't Jiang Ming be punished, not to mention the self-explosion at the level of Daluo Jinxian?

He clenched his other hand to prevent the mecha people in his hand from being injured in the self-explosion. Jiang Ming felt that something was wrong and needed these people to explain something for himself so that he would not be like a headless fly.

Jiang Ming spread out his hands. Several young people in the mecha found that Jiang Ming was unscathed and stunned for a few seconds. He was immediately panicked and said, "God, this god is simply as powerful as the god of the seal. It is unparalleled in the world. It is difficult to have an enemy, and there is a god who can use the ability to seal it. How can there be such a powerful god? Is God going to destroy my divine clan?"

"Answer me? Why did you attack me? What race are you?

A young man's eyes burst into despair and coldness: "You evil god, you dream, dream! I won't tell you anything."

Boom!

Suddenly, the young man was extremely decisive and directly blew himself up.

Jiang Ming's face suddenly changed.