My right eye is a god-level computer

There are three slopes in a radius of ten miles, and the scene is hard to describe.

At the bottom of the slope, Mr. Song, Fan Xi, Mo Lan, and more than 500 Mo family disciples looked up at the young giant on the top of the slope.

And the young giant Mo Yu looked up at Brother Liu on the fourth slope.

With the help of the loud noise of the ice coffin array and the cover of the white fog, Brother Liu quietly built the fourth slope out of thin air.

Above everything.

It can be described in one word, the devil is one foot high and the way is ten feet high.

Mr. Song counted secretly in his heart.

The black metal sword split the sea of ​​clouds.

The incarnation of lightning penetrated hundreds of shields.

The monster dropped from the sky threw the Mo family beasts all over the sky.

The weird smoke directly swallowed the entire Mo family mechanical city.

He walked out of Ye Yun's psychedelic flower garden safely and completed the replacement of the real body and the fake body.

Now he can control the sand dunes again

Mr. Song didn't understand and couldn't figure it out.

He fell into an inexplicable shock.

How many abilities does he have, and what is the limit of these abilities?

Moreover, this also includes an incomprehensible level of technology.

Mr. Song's eyes moved slightly.

Liu Di hid too deeply.

It is hard to imagine how much unknown power he has hidden, or, with time, to what extent he can develop?

After being extremely shocked, Mr. Song regained his composure and inexplicably came up with an idea that Liu Di was not a force that this world could conquer, but a force that could conquer this world.

The next moment.

A flash of lightning flashed through Mr. Song's mind, and his eyes became horrified again.

He thought of the familiar feeling that he had just witnessed Liu Di crushing the Mo family step by step.

It was from Lei Pu!

Lei Pu had such a feeling when he witnessed the modern exercise!

Mr. Song realized it later and thought Lei Pu was a clown!

Now I realize that after standing on the opposite side of Liu Di, no one can escape becoming a clown!

Mr. Song finally understood what empathy meant.

It's not easy to rip him off.

Zhang Mofeng was holding a brush in his mouth, and his mouth was full of ink.

He wanted to find the perfect words to describe the scene in front of him, and he pondered: "Three slopes on the third slope, and then the fourth slope, one surprise after another, my head hurts when I think of words, my head hurts, my head hurts"

Queen Oya had a cold expression, but once she looked at the man in white.

In her narrow and beautiful eyes, a trace of admiration would emerge uncontrollably.

This man has so many tricks.

At this time, the few people at the bottom of the slope.

They no longer cared whether Liu Di could win. In their subconscious, a concept had been deeply rooted, that is-Liu Di would never lose.

So, what they were more curious about at this time was what method the young Mo family master could come up with to resist Liu Di.

At the top of the third slope, Mo Yu, the Mo family master in white, frowned gradually.

"Hehehe"

He suddenly laughed, "You mean you are extraordinary, but I am ambiguous?"

"Neither!"

"You didn't read the word 'can' wrongly. You did reach the top of the mountain before the incense burned out."

"But so what?"

"I'll tell you now."

"The idiom on the incense is called - illegality is always possible!"

Mo Yu said, and suddenly stepped forward, but the bottom of his white cloth shoes was full of blue light. He seemed to be stepping on a void staircase, climbing up step by step.

Liu Di had seen this kind of technology before. Mo Lan, a disciple of the Mo family who was guarding Mr. Song, had used it when fighting Noah.

There is some kind of equipment hidden in their shoes that can release an electromagnetic force field that resists gravity.

Mo Yu still hid his hands in his wide sleeves, hugged in front of his chest, his body kept climbing, his white robe fluttered, his long hair fluttered, handsome and extraordinary, and a bit of immortal style.

"It is always okay to be illegal. Law: as a model or rule! It is always okay: a long-standing convention that has been recognized by people! The meaning of this word is not to regard conventional conventions as a permanent model!"

Mo Yu said loudly while taking a step.

The people below the slope watched from afar, thinking that he was going to confront Liu Di, but he actually came to the huge sculpture of Mozi, standing in the void with Mozi's shoulders.

Liu Di nodded slowly, "You are violating the Mohist's 'conservative' thought."

"Violating?"

"Hehe"

"If you don't violate the old ideas, how can there be new changes?"

Mo Yu said this, and suddenly narrowed his eyes, "Liu Shizi, do you have a mecha?"

He said.

There was a rumbling sound in the air, and the 30-meter-high Mozi statue suddenly cracked!

It turned out that the statue was not made of copper, but a layer of hard copper-colored clay was attached to the surface.

Crack, crack

In a flash, the ‘bronze statue’ was covered with cracks, and large pieces of the surface began to fall off and fell to the ground, smashing like porcelain!

Not long after, the true body of the ‘bronze statue’ was revealed!

It turned out to be a dark silver battle mecha, standing under the white clouds, three to the top of the slope!

Behind this mecha, there was a black cloak fluttering in the wind, covering hundreds of square meters. The cane in its hand turned into a 20-meter-long sword with a sword tip reaching the ground and a restrained edge!

The whole body was sharp and the momentum was amazing.

A mechanical demon god.

Mo Yu raised his head, "Your little robot is called Di Qi, and my mecha is called Mo Zi."

Liu Di was awed.

He was not amazed at this majestic mecha, but was surprised by Mo Yu's behavior.

How dare he hide the machine in the ancestor's sculpture, and how dare he let the machine have the same name as the ancestor?

I wonder if this is regressive and disrespectful?

In an instant, Brother Liu understood.

The white-robed young man in front of me could be elected as the ninth generation leader of the Mohist family. Is it not because of his thoughts?

Dare to abandon the Mohist thought for many years, give up sticking to the rules, and strive for innovation?

Too.

If ideas remain unchanged for thousands of years, they will eventually limit development. Major reforms in history have all come from new people with radical ideas.

"hehe."

Liu Di put his hands behind his hands and smiled, "What a Mo Yu."

"Do you have a mecha?"

Mo Yu asked again.

Brother Liu shook his head, "No."

"Then I'll hit you with this mecha."

Mo Yu raised his hand, and the hatch on the mecha's chest opened. He entered slowly, and the hatch closed again.

Brother Liu watched quietly.

If Mo Yu punched him down before he entered the mecha, Mo Yu would be really embarrassed.

never mind.

Leave a trace today so we can meet you tomorrow.