Mechanical God Emperor

The Lord of Death carefully took out the two flowers, and a jade box flew straight out of his body, and a blood-stained horn flew to the two flowers.

In the eyes of the Lord of Death, a glimpse of the fine awns, a mouthful of spray, a group of blood containing the power of his enormous soul did not enter the two flowers.

The two flowers absorb the blood of the Lord of Death and the power of His remnant soul, and burst into countless mysterious curses.

A phantom of the river directly emerges from the two flowers, running through the past, present and future.

The phantom of the river continued to go back to the past, reflecting everything, and finally the scene of the fall of the wife of the death.

A will of the underworld will fly in all directions, and a little bit of the wife of the death of the Lord will pass through the universe from the light of the souls of countless world baptisms, gathering on the two flowers.

Countless mysterious curses shine, a woman with a slender figure, although not a peerless, but also very beautiful, slowly condenses in the two flowers.

"Flowering!!"

The eyes of the dead Lord, like a piece of wood, trembled, and the body shivered slightly, excited and clenched a voice from the throat, light and thin, for fear of shattering the soul.

The emperor was angry, the sky was broken, and the world was destroyed.

The Lord of Death is too excited and the state of mind is destroyed. This is something that cannot control one's own strength.

Yang Feng flashed a complex color in his eyes and said slowly: "It's a love!"

On the other side, the master of the magical sound shrugged his face and dismissed it without any feeling: "Yes, the special affair of the Lord of Death, neither you nor me can be compared. Of course, I can’t figure out what a woman has. Ok."

"殇哥!!"

The shadow of the soul of the group flashed a glimpse of the stunned eyes, and eventually disappeared completely, staring at the Lord of death, the tenderness of the beauty, the deep affection.

The body of the death trembled, two lines of tears flowed out of the eyes, five fingers, a fairy white lotus suddenly flew out, and one fell on the soul of the shadow.

Numerous divine light shines, and a fairy white lotus **** the blossoming soul into it.

A burst of sacred light shines from the white lotus of the fairy. The fairy white lotus flower blooms, and in the center of the flower curls up a beautiful woman in a white dress, which is the blossoming of the main mouth of death.

When I opened my eyes and smiled, I jumped directly from the center of the flower and became adult. I came to the death Lord and smiled softly: "Hey, you are thin!!"

"Flowering!! Blossoming!!"

The Lord of Death hugged the blossoming, as if holding the most precious treasure, his body trembled, his tears filled his face, and he could not cry.

The dreams and goals of countless thousands of years have finally been realized. The shackles that locked the Lord of Death collapsed, and his breath climbed and became stronger.

The Lord of the Magic Sounds smirked: "The Lord of Death is really strong! If you are not trapped by love, I am afraid that you will fight for the eternal enemy."

Yang Feng smashed the railroad: "No! Even if he came out to compete with me for the eternal position, the winner would only be me."

The master of the magic sound has looked at Yang Feng deeply and smiled slightly: "Really, if the mind is firm, you are among us, the first!"

Yang Feng has come all the way, with a firm goal, accompanied by countless turmoil. Countless enemies fell into his hands, and he used a myriad of resources from an ordinary person to become an eternal person step by step.

"Thank you for the great eternal enthusiasm to give my family a double flower, help you, and never dare to forget."

The flowering hand of the Lord of Death came to Yang Feng and bowed to Yang Feng Ying Gong.

Yang Feng said profoundly: "No thanks! Twin flowers are what he deserves."

The Lord of Death is an Emperor who is invincible. In addition to Yang Feng in the entire universe, no more than three people can win him.

A double flower in exchange for such a peerless hegemon effect, how to count as a value for sale.

After a group of people went to the best restaurants in the dynasty to have a drink, they dispersed.

Time has passed and twenty years have passed.

The plane of Cang swallowed the headquarters of the dynasty, among a huge square.

A huge base of 1,000 kilometers in diameter, engraved with countless mysterious mantras, is suspended in the void.

From the huge base, there are countless small mechanical tentacles. The mechanical tentacles penetrate into the pool of liquid metal, and they draw the metal liquids formed by the madness of the main materials of the Emperor.

Numerous mysterious curses are condensed in the huge base, forming a condensed shape.

There are countless mysterious curses that contain eternal power. Even though we have absorbed countless precious treasures of heaven and earth, the last step is still unable to go out and it is difficult to form.

"it's time!"

In the eyes of Yang Feng, there was a flash of glamour, and there were countless curses flashing, reaching for a finger, and the enormous eternal power was like a huge base.

Absorbing the enormous eternal power of Yang Feng, the numerous curses inscribed on a huge base are also formed in an inch.

After nine days and nine nights, the last curse was also formed directly.

After the last curse was formed, in the tens of millions of light years, there was a burst of horrible energy storm.

The enormous cosmic energy is drawn under the rules of the underworld, and gathers toward the plane of the heavens.

"what is this?"

"So what happened?"

"This power fluctuates beyond the power of the advanced emperor."

"Eternal treasure, a new treasure of eternity is born!!"

"The eternal front is really amazing!! You can refine the eternal treasure."

"If you don't even have a thousand years, you can refine and eternal treasure. It's too bad!"

"..."

The change of the day occurred. In the entire universe, the strong men above the Holy Spirit Warlock were alarmed, and a ray of light came together.

The universe in which the Warlock World is located is shallow, and it is already the limit to breed an Eternal. It is no longer possible to give birth to an eternal.

This vision of heaven and earth that transcends the emperor will only be possessed by the new eternal treasure.

"Eternal treasure!! The alchemy of the Eternal Front has reached this level. The Eternal, indeed, has gone far beyond us in all aspects!!"

The master of the magic sound looks at the wild cloud, and a complex color is flashed in his eyes.

The master of the magic sound is the genius of alchemy. When Yang Feng was in the realm of the emperor, even if he absorbed the essence of alchemy of several civilizations, the accomplishment above alchemy is still not as good as the master of magic. . However, after Yang Feng’s eternal advancement, his wisdom increased greatly, and he learned all kinds of alchemy skills. At this time, his alchemy has been far superior to the Lord of the Magic.

The eternal is that the level of life is completely beyond the horror of the emperor, and the gap between the learning ability of the eternal and the emperor is also different.

"Great, it is the eternal wing!!"

In a palace, the Lord of Death is blossoming, and a complex color is flashed in his eyes.

Any one of the emperors is eager to advance to eternity. The first goal of the Lord of Death is to resurrect his wife's blossoming, and the other goal is to be advanced.

When the Lord of Death did not have any grasp to defeat Yang Feng, he chose to retreat to compromise and play for Yang Feng. Just ask to be able to resurrect your wife.

The blossoming eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and the color of the worries flashed through the beauty, holding the big hand of the Lord of Death: "Hey!!"

The Lord of Death was also the strongest of the invincible hegemony, and created the death dynasty. It is also a hero and hegemon who will not be easily married. Blossoming is very worried that he will re-emerge.

Yang Feng will be as hard as iron, and his heart will be hot. If the Lord of Death rebelled, even though he once had great merits. He will never be merciless.

The Lord of Death smiled dumbly, clinging to the blossoming, full of tenderness: "Although it is impossible to advance to the eternal, some regrets. But as long as you are with you, the eternal position of the district is nothing."

Blossoming puts his head in the arms of the Lord of Death, and he is full of tenderness: "Well! As long as this time the universe is robbed, we will travel to the universe and enjoy life."

The Lord of Death chuckled: "Good!"

On the surface of the sky, the clouds are tumbling, the thunder and lightning are rolling, the lightning is thundering, the sound of roaring is endless, and the whole plane seems to change into a world of thunder.

"God thundercloud!!"

"A terrible **** is thundering!"

"This **** is more terrible than the **** of the destiny when the mirror of fate was born!!"

"What kind of eternal treasure has been refined in the end of the eternal battle, how can it be so horrible?"

"..."

Among the planes of the Cang, the devour of the dynasty and the strong men of all races looked up at the stars, watching the thundering thunderclouds, everyone flashed a touch of shock.

This time, the sacred Thundercloud condensed in the void is more than a hundred times more horrible than the mirror of the fate. This said that the eternal treasure that Yang Feng refines far exceeds the mirror of fate.

“Very good!! This is the purest lightning energy!!”

Yang Feng walked out of the void and looked at the thundering thundercloud in the sky. His eyes flashed in joy, and he reached out and grabbed it. One seemed to be able to stick out through the horror of the sky and directly to the gods in the void. Lei Yun directly grabbed it.

The curse of countless horror shines, turning into a chain of cursing marks, stabbing in the sky.

Under the traction of the law of the law, the thunderclouds that cover the entire plane of the heavens were taken by the countless cursed chains, pulled toward this side, and fell into the horrible big hand, finally Make a horrible thunder ball.

Yang Feng waved his hand, and the horrible Thunderbolt was not included in the eight-level base.