Mechanical God Emperor

An hour of rapid march along the avenue, Yang Feng commanded the mechanical army directly appeared in front of the Black City.

At this time, the Black City has entered a state of war, the city gate is closed, and soldiers are patrolling at all times on the wall.

Yang Feng's mechanical officer just appeared under the black city. A team of soldiers quickly came to the various positions in the Black City. They were very alert and looked at Yang Feng and his party.

Yang Feng flashed a touch of sorrow in his eyes: "Respond quickly! There are no scouts and scouts along the way, so they can react so quickly, and the sorcerer's means is really powerful."

Yang Feng sent a micro-satellite to monitor the Black City. He had just left with his own mechanical corps, and the Black City had already reacted. Countless soldiers came to their posts in an orderly manner and prepared for the battle.

The Warlock Tower in the middle of the Black City burst into a glimmer of light.

A white cloud was directly attracted from the air by mysterious forces. It fell on top of the Black City and formed a Pony figure wearing a black robe with a silver line on the cuffs.

Pony stared at Yang Feng in the mechanical army. "I am the owner of the Black House. Poni. The owner of this Alchemist Army, how do you call it?"

"I am the owner of the steel industry Yang!" Yang Feng changed to form another person's appearance, and looked at the Poni slowly in the sky.

In the world of warlocks, there are countless secrets! Some of these singular curses can even curse him by the name of a person. The curse of the person by name is not strong, and a powerful first-class warlock like Poni can easily resist it. However, Yang Feng's body is nothing but the property of the waste material Earth. There is no curse resistance. Once he is cursed, he will die. He does not dare to report his real name casually.

Pony cold and cold: "The owner of the steel industry, Yang, our black house and you have no enmity, why do you want to attack us? Our black house and the Finndro family have a good relationship. The Fendro family not only has two The level warlock sits in the same place, and also has a close relationship with the Antalya Warlock Academy. You attack our black house, which is the enemy of the Ferndro family and the enemy of the Antalya Warlock Academy!"

"Antalya Warlock Academy?" Yang Feng brows slightly wrinkled and began to recall the memories read from the minds of the warlock apprentices.

In the Dulando subcontinent, the warlock controls everything. Most of the empire and the royal family of the Principality are controlled by the Warlock family. Behind the Principality of Ferndro is the family of the warlock family Ferndro. It is said that the Finndro family has a powerful second-level warlock.

The sound of No. 3796 sounded in the mind of Yang Feng: "Antalya Warlock Academy, White Elephant's Teeth, Justice Eye, Rose Garden, Wild Claw, Black Dragon Tower is the strongest in the Durando Subcontinent. Six major warlock groups. In the legend, these six forces have a big warlock to sit down."

Yang Feng only looked at the memories of the warlock apprentices roughly, and could not be used flexibly. Only 3796, this super brain can easily mobilize all the materials he needs.

"Why attack your black house?" Yang Feng flashed a touch of coldness in his eyes, scorned and smiled: "If you want to find a reason, that's more! The biggest reason is that your black house is blocking my way!"

In the eyes of Yang Feng, the cold and incomparable killing of the cold channel: "If you want to go further on the road of the warlock, you need more resources! I have fancy the resources of the Principality of Fernandro! Poni, if you Knowing the time, now surrender to me, I can give you a good position. Otherwise, you will die here today! As the first stepping stone on my way to the Warlock!"

Warlocks are the top supernatural beings in the Durando subcontinent, and every warlock has extraordinary power. And the most attractive to Yang Feng is that once he becomes a formal first-class warlock, his life can be extended to two hundred years. The second warlock can extend the life to three hundred years, and the third warlock is four hundred years. Once advanced into a big warlock, his life can reach a thousand years.

It is extremely difficult to be a warlock. First of all, we must have the qualifications for cultivation. In general, the birth of a warlock's son is more likely to have a warlock's qualifications than a normal person. That is to say, the chances of having a warlock qualification are born among the nobles. In addition, the practice of warlocks requires a variety of knowledge, each of which is valuable. Ordinary civilians are likely to embark on the road of warlocks unless they are cultivating their qualifications and are fortunate enough to be discovered.

As the property of the waste earth man, Yang Feng has no hope for his cultivation qualification. However, if the congenital deficiency is insufficient, the qualifications for cultivation are insufficient, and only a large amount of resources can be used to fill it. With the resources of the entire Principality of Fernandro, he is likely to advance to become a formal first-class warlock.

Pony coldly said: "You will pay for your arrogance and stupidity!"

Yang Feng smiled and gave the order: "Offensive!"

The 400 swordsman robots suddenly moved and quickly swept away in the direction of the Black City.

"Marsh mud!"

In the Warlock Tower in the center of the Black City, Poni pointed to this side and cast a first-class spell.

The 60-meter-high warlock tower flashed brightly, and a powerful mysterious power wave suddenly shrouded the front of the Black City.

In front of the Black City, there was a huge swamp that was three kilometers long and a hundred meters wide.

Originally, the first-class spell swamp mud had no such terrible effect, and it was impossible to instantly condense a huge swamp of three kilometers and a width of one hundred meters. However, under the blessing of the Warlock power, it is possible to form such a miracle.

There is a recognized truth in the Durando continent. If there is no absolute power that spans more than two major steps, don't challenge a warlock in the Warlock Tower. It will only be sent to death.

In the face of the swamp that suddenly appeared at the foot, the 400-knife was not able to fall into the huge swamp, and was entangled in the mud, slowly and firmly sinking.

The more the 400 mechanical knives struggled, the faster they would sink. It didn't take long before it sank completely into the swamp.

Watching the 400 mechanical knives sank into the swamp, all the soldiers above the wall were bursting with cheers.

Yang Feng also flashed a touch of excitement in his eyes and muttered: "Great! It's too powerful! This is the power of the warlock! Too powerful!!"

For Yang Feng, who is determined to step on the road of warlocks, the more powerful the warlock, the more interested he is.