Mechanical God Emperor

"I want to see who it is, and actually take the magic star away."

There was an icy voice in the black fifth-order nest.

In a flash, the light of the fifth-order shrine, which is as big as a star, shines, and a mysterious and mysterious **** suddenly emerges.

The dense eyes of the gods flashed and fell into the void.

In the void, time goes by, reappearing the vision of heaven and earth when the magic soldier was born.

Reverse the time and trace the source. This is the anti-day spell created by the Eternal God.

The vision of heaven and earth at the time when the magic soldier was born only lasted for a moment, and when it shook, it collapsed and disappeared, and it could no longer be reunited.

From the black fifth-order nest, a cold voice came out: "Someone erased this time image with time."

There is a voice in the red fifth-order nest: "Is they?"

The black fifth-order nest gave a voice: "I don't know!"

Above the Demon Star, there are seven strong warlock emperor ranks, a large number of Holy Spirit warlocks, and even many great holy powers.

Those top-ranking powerhouses fell on the magical star, turning the magical soldier into a world of danger. Even if the strong man of the Holy Spirit Warlock ranks alone, there is a danger of corruption.

But for the eighteen saints and the three protoss, the magic soldier is a huge treasure trove. Once acquired, you can increase their heritage.

The magic star disappeared, and the three protoss all fell on the eighteen saints.

The eighteen saints are the subordinates of the three Protoss, not their slaves, and have their own will. The eighteen saints are also eager to gain a big chance, advanced to become an eternal, the universe is immortal, immortal.

Each of the eighteen saints is the horror of the Warlock Emperor's series, and has the means to go against the sky. It is also possible to erase the image of the long river of time, making it difficult to peep.

From the white five-level nest, there was a sigh of regret: "Unfortunately, come one step later!!"

The magical soldiers have enormous resources on top of them, which can be one of the foundations of the three protoss, and cultivate the peerless power of the great holy class. Now it has been taken away, and naturally the three protoss are full of regrets.

The light of the road was distorted, and the three nests disappeared directly from the place.

The three fifth-order temples disappeared, and the dense and strong powers poured into the star field like raindrops, madly searching for everything, trying to find the magic soldier.

For millions of years, the Demon Star has been a earth-shattering treasure. It has produced countless magical holy medicines. It is a great opportunity for those who are strong.

Guma's cosmic lightless star field is in a no-man's land. When the light flashes, the magical soldier suddenly appears, quietly suspended in the universe, madly absorbing the various energies in the universe.

Yang Feng stood in the void, watching the magic soldier star, and his eyes flashed a satisfactory **** soldier star! With this one star, my heritage is one more point. ”

The Demon Star is the palace where the Lord of the Devils lived. It is a magical planet that can automatically absorb all kinds of energy in the huge universe.

The seven great warlock emperors and countless strong men fell on the planet, and most of the powerful forces they absorbed were attributed to the planet.

Under the long time evolution, this planet has become a resourceful cultivation holy place. In addition to the ruins and traces of the Eternal, the Demon Star is no less inferior to any star that has a Warlock Emperor.

"You can break through and advance to the Holy Spirit Warlock!"

Yang Feng’s mouth was slightly raised, his figure was slightly swayed and disappeared from here.

Warlock's world.

The branches occupied by the Zombies are floating in the middle of the continent, and a city has been established.

Only the top warlock genius in the War of the Demon can enter this floating branch of the continent that is constantly expanding.

The branch is floating in the top sanctuary above the mainland, and it is occupied by Yang Feng and his closest people. No one has any objections. Because this branch is floating in the mainland, it is the trophy that Yang Feng obtained through various means, and it is also something belonging to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng is willing to give the geniuses of the Demon sects to practice in the floating continent. It is already a gift.

In the golden lake of the resurrection of the great sanctuary in the center of the sanctuary, Yang Feng closed his eyes and sat quietly.

The golden lake water, full of divine power and world power, is constantly pouring into Yang Feng's body.

A vast expanse of sacred power suddenly emerged from the golden lake, directly through the top of the floating branch of the continent, vacant into the void.

Within a billion miles, all elemental energy, bio-magic energy, and various energies are brought together as they are drawn.

"Someone advanced to the Holy Spirit Warlock!!"

"Who? Who is it, advanced Spirit Warlock!!"

"This direction is the "God of Heaven and Earth" occupied by the War Magician! There is only one person in the War Magic, and you can advance to the Holy Spirit Warlock!!"

"Is he advanced to the Holy Spirit Warlock?"

"Is that person advanced to the Holy Spirit Warlock?"

"..."

The strong people of the entire position of the Cang have sensed that earthshaking, everyone's face has changed greatly, and a look of light is looking at it.

Each of the Holy Spirit Warlocks is a horrible powerhouse of earth-shattering levels. One person can become a patron saint of a race, let a race jump into a superior race, and no one will bully.

The blood and blood in the blood of the gods is the race that has been handed down from the Eternal Age. In the long history, only one of the true ancestors of the Holy Spiritian ranks was born. The hardships of the birth of the Holy Spirit Warlock are evident.

In the world of Warlocks, the birth of any Holy Spirit Warlock is a major event, representing the birth of a real power between the heavens and the earth.

In the world of the Star Dynasty, the star goddess looked at the place where the vision of the day gathered. The beautiful flash of incredible color shouted: "Is that person Yang Feng? He has just advanced. Soon, how could it be so fast to become a Holy Spirit Warlock? Where did he get so many resources?"

The semi-sacred strongman who embodies the immortal body is far easier than the other warlocks. However, like Yang Feng, who is interested in the position of the warlock emperor, and even wants to be promoted to become the horror of the eternal trace, the profound knowledge, the resources that need to be consumed to become the Holy Spirit warlock are scary and scary.

In the eyes of the King of Stars, there is also a glimmer of ignorance: "He can even defeat the Lord of the Morning, such a peerless arrogance, a cosmic encounter, and the adventures acquired are far more than ordinary people."

Within a hall, Akira River and other elders who came to the war were gathered together.

"The Holy Spirit Warlock!! I will also be born with a Holy Spirit Warlock! Haha, this Holy Spirit Warlock is my apprentice!! He is my apprentice!"

Huang Yihe felt the horror of the sacred sacredness above the golden lake. He danced and laughed and couldn't close his mouth.

The Holy Spirit Warlock is a patron saint of a race that can shelter a race. The founder of Lien Zong Mozong did not advance to this realm. Yang Feng was promoted to become a Holy Spirit Warlock.

The rest of the warlords and the elders looked at the smug, swaying river and it was envious and envious.

Fish King Kong is a bit sour: "When you shake a river, you really have a good apprentice!"

Huang Yihe laughed and laughed loudly: "Haha!! I am lucky! No, it is my eyesight. When I saw it at a glance, Yang Feng had a promising future. It was a material that could be made. This was what he accepted as a pro-disciple. You are better than me."

The elders of the war, the elders, were all white and glanced at the river, and did not want to poke him.

At the beginning, Shi Xue was inferior. Shaking a river is just to make a good relationship with Shi Xue, which will put Yang Feng into the wall. This incident has become the capital he shows off.

In the floating world of the heavens and the earth, in the back garden of a beautiful palace, a beautiful woman is enjoying flowers, both western beauty and oriental beauty, each of which is beautiful and has different temperament.

"The Holy Spirit Warlock, did he finally come to this step?"

Those beautiful women felt the familiar horror of the horror, and a flash of color in the beauty of the beauty, looking in that direction, everyone is shaking.

Taboo within the dynasty.

The king of taboos looked at the vista of the vista of the day and said: "It’s a terrible guy, it’s a man who I value. It’s so bad. Even in such a short time, it’s advanced. Becoming a Holy Spirit Warlock is too bad."

The Holy Spirit Warlock is not so easy to advance. The king of taboos and other six warlock kings, the qualifications are extraordinary, but the desire to advance the Holy Spirit Warlock is also very difficult, there is a danger of corruption.

When the king of taboos thought of the first time, Yang Feng was only a sea warlock. In less than a hundred years, Yang Feng has surpassed him and was promoted to be a Holy Spirit Warlock. Even though he is an ally, his heart is still very complicated and even has some flaws.

"Yang Feng, is the advanced Holy Warlock? It is a terrible enemy! It is the son of the universe of this era. If there is no us, the warlock emperor of this era is only afraid of him!"

In the morning of the morning dynasty, the Lord of the Morning Stern sits on a throne, and it shines with the incomparable dawn light, exuding a terrible momentum of invincibility in the world, with numerous imprints appearing in both eyes, across countless distances, and seeing distant places. Vision.

"The Holy Spirit Warlock!! Yang Feng, you are really making progress so desperate!"

In a corner of the plane of Cang, Jiang Lang looked at the distant vision of the heavens and the earth, and his eyes flashed with fierce fighting spirit.

"The Holy Spirit Warlock, Yang Feng, I will overtake you one day!"

Yi Yuanyang is also in a spiritual place, with his fists clenched, his teeth gnashing his teeth, and his eyes flashing with unwavering brilliance.