Mechanical God Emperor

Black Island is a private room dedicated to cultivation.

Yang Feng opened his eyes and opened his mouth. There were countless zeros from the various treasures of the treasures of the Dulu Wang Treasure, and they fell into his mouth.

Numerous mysterious curses appear on Yang Feng's body, and there is a vast expanse of horror and a breath of horror that permeates from his body.

Under the guidance of the law of the law, a huge energy vortex emerges directly above the Black Island. An energy beam descends from the sky and falls into Yang Feng's body.

"Someone is advanced!!"

"This breath, some people advance to the eternal five heavens!!"

"I am so lucky that I can go on this black island!!"

"It seems that the man has gained a huge chance in this chaotic sea."

"..."

On the black island, an eternal eternal person looked at the hotel where Yang Feng was located, and his eyes flashed a touch of envy and sorrow.

Most of the Eternal people on this Black Island are also below the Eternal Four Heavens. A strong eternal Five Heavens can be the most powerful.

"This guy, even advanced to the eternal five heavens, no wonder He stayed in the Black Island! It turned out to be on the edge of advanced!!"

The **** of Yan Shen holds the [Soul Light Mirror] and looks at the vision in the sky, and is unmoved.

There is a huge gap between the Eternal Seven Heavens and the Eternal Six Heavens. Even if Yang Feng advanced into the eternal five-day sky, in the eyes of the sacred god, it was only an arsenal that could not be attacked, and it became an opponent who needed a little effort.

"Eternal Five Heavens!! This Yang Feng's advanced speed is really too fast! Damn, I even provoked such an enemy!! Never let him live!"

The ethereal fairy looked at the vision in the sky, and she was shocked and flickered, and her eyes flashed a murderous murder.

The ethereal fairy also obtained the information of Yang Feng from the Shenzi Shenzi. It is known that Yang Feng has advanced from the Eternal Triple Heaven to the Eternal Five Heavens in less than a hundred years. This kind of advanced speed is simply against the sky.

When the ethereal fairy thought of herself for the promise of the sacred god, she even offended such a monk, and she could not help but feel a bit of remorse.

In the eyes of the real inflammation, a flash of a smudge of a man, a cold smile: "Eternal Five Heavens!! This Yang Feng really has some skills. No wonder dare to eat from the mouth of the Yanshen people. Unfortunately, after all, it is just a squat, not at all. Know the horrors of these strong people. Offend us, you only have one way to die."

The Ten Holy Days of the Eternal World are controlled by countless strong people. The strong people control the resources of the Ten Holy Days, absorb the essence of various universes, and are terrifying.

Yang Feng came to the eternal world from other universes. If there is no eternal person in the background, once they anger the strong people, they will be killed and killed.

"Eternal Five Heavens!!"

In the middle of the Black Island, above a black tower, the island of Black Island stood quietly at the tip of the spire, looking at the inexhaustible energy beam of light.

The beam of light lasted for three days and three nights and then disappeared.

"At the end of the eternal five heavens!! Unfortunately, although my strength is advancing, there is still no chance of winning the sacred god, the real son of the gods! Only one plan can be started!!"

Yang Feng's eyes flashed, closed his eyes and began to consolidate his cultivation.

Ten days later, a ray of light flew out of the Black Island and flew directly to the depths of the sea.

In the depths of the sea, in the sky, Yang Feng directly took out a green key, and a burst of blue light shone, and a bronze door containing the mystery of the king of Luo was slowly emerging.

"I was finally waiting for you! Yang Feng!"

A cold voice emerged from the void, and the sacred **** appeared very suddenly from the void, with a touch of flame, like a teleport, appearing in front of Yang Feng, palms rushing toward Yang Feng.

The sacred **** is a horror strongman of the eternal seven heavens. It is like a sneak attack. It launches an attack. One palm directly smashes all the bodyguards of Yang Feng. The power of horror is directly erupted. Yang Feng’s The body is soaring.

A devastating inflammation that can burn everything directly emerges. Along the body of Yang Feng, where the devastating inflammation passes, Yang Feng’s body is ignited and burned to ashes.

The **** of Yan Shen reached out and moved, and the green key flew directly into his hands.

The ethereal fairy walked out of the void, and there was a glimpse of the coldness in the beauty: "Congratulations to the **** of yin and killing Yang Feng!! But why don't you seal him? In this way, we can torture him day and night. Let him live without asking for death!!"

For the Eternal, unless they can destroy their eternal imprint, the seal can make them feel more painful than killing.

Even if a eternal person is mentally determined, once he is sealed for 10 million years, he will go crazy and become a madman.

The **** of Yanshen turned over and handed over the key, and his eyes fell on the ethereal fairy. He flashed a touch of mans: "The seal is naturally the best policy. But Yang Feng is not weak, I don't want to be He destroyed this key."

"The ethereal fairy, this treasure is the treasure that my genius is determined to have. I also ask you to leave this place. I owe you a favor. If you don't leave, then I can only send you back!"

The sacred **** smiled and appeared in countless flames of sorrow. The devastating inflammation surrounds him and makes him look like a flame demon that controls the flames.

A terrible killing of horror slowly spread out from the body of the **** of inflammation, sweeping the square.

The treasure of King Dulu is a treasure of the eternal king. The **** of inflammation will never allow others to follow, nor will it allow any accidents.

"Inflammatory god, you really are not a person you can trust!! Really ignorant, please show up!"

The ethereal fairy sighed and sighed deeply, and took a deep look at the sacred god, and took a few steps back.

A glimmer of light shines, in the void, there are ninety-nine flames of true dragons, ninety-nine phoenixes, and ninety-nine three-legged golden eagle.

The flames of true dragons, the flaming phoenix, and the three-legged gold are all pure blood and true spirits, and each has the horrible strength of eternal and heavy heaven.

A nine-headed eternal four-day flame, the real dragon, pulled the sun chariot from the void, sitting on the sun chariot, it was the real son.

The real son of Zhenyan overlooks the **** of inflammation, and his eyes show a hint of banter. He smiles lightly: "The **** of inflammation, hand over the key in your hand. Otherwise, I will send you back to Tai Xuan Shengtian!!"

The **** of inflammation is also a strong eternal seven heavens, and the one-on-one true temper is not sure to take him.

However, the real son of Zhen Yan followed three hundred elite eternal warriors, enough to form an eternal array, trapped the **** of inflammation, and eventually killed him.

Yan Shenzi's face changed slightly, his eyes flashed a murderous machine, and the sly stunned the ethereal fairy, cold channel: "Empty fairy, you really betrayed me!!"

The ethereal fairy smiled faintly: "To each other! Yan Shenzi, you have not forsaken your promise, want to kill me? We have agreed to explore the treasure of the evil king together."

The eyes of the **** of inflammation are flickering, and the hand turns over, and the green key emerges directly.

A blue light shone into the sky, forming a huge bronze gate. Under the power of the green key, the bronze door slowly opened.

The body of the **** of inflammation, a slight sway, turned into a flame and flew directly toward the bronze gate.

"Go in!!"

The face of Zhenyan Shenzi changed slightly, suddenly violently attacked, and the claws were caught. A claw of ghost inflammation emerged directly, and he grabbed it toward the **** of inflammation.

The **** of Yan Shen waved his hand and a piece of [Inflammation of God] emerged directly.

A burst of light shines, from the [Inflammation of God], the horror of the eternal giant's horror power directly diffuses out, a horrible giant who seems to be able to destroy the land, directly emerges, toward the real God Take it.

"Damn, do you use the foundation so quickly?"

The face of the real inflammation is slightly changed. One bite and one wave, a red-gold statue emerges directly.

A ghost hand shrouded in ghost inflammation emerged from the red gold statue and was bombarded with the horrible giant hand.

Bang! !

In the sound of two earth-shattering loud noises, the two strongest forces collided and annihilated each other, and the two giant hands collapsed and shattered in an instant.

The shock wave of terror is spreading in all directions.

The three hundred eternal warriors under the imperial concubine were shaken by the terrorist forces of the eternal giants.

The **** of inflammatory gods flew into the bronze gate.

The bronze gate was closed in an inch.

"Damn!!"

The real face of the real man was iron, and the body turned into a fire. Before the bronze door was not completely closed, it flew into the bronze door.

The radiance of the road, the ethereal fairy and the dozens of eternal people under the sacred sacred man also flew into the bronze gate before the bronze gate closed.

Bang! !

The bronze door was closed directly and disappeared directly from the eyes of everyone.

No matter what secret laws of the surviving Eternal, they can't leave the bronze door open.

"Damn the **** of yin, I want you to die!!"

As soon as the real son of Zhenyan entered the world, his eyes flashed a remorse, regretting that he did not launch the eternal battle in the first time, killing the **** of inflammation.

Yan Shen Shenzi sneak attack on Yang Feng, simply and neatly, one shot will kill. After killing Yang Feng, he snatched the key of Wang Feng in the hands of Yang Feng.

After the appearance of Zhenyan Shenzi, although he was forced to use the essence of the **** of the gods, he fled into the treasure of the king of Dulu, but it was inferior to the **** of inflammation.

The real son of Zhen Yan glanced at the distance, cast a secret method, and turned it into a fire to chase after the **** of inflammation.