Mechanical God Emperor

Located in the middle of the city of Mosigan, the Temple of the Mosigan River is tens of meters high. It is the first majestic building in the city of Mosigan, the heart of the entire city of Mosigan.

At this time, the incomparable light of the gods gathered in the huge temple, forming a powerful incomparable power enchantment to completely guard the huge temple.

Countless Mosesgan's powerful people gathered in the temple of the gods of the Moshigan River.

The ancient giant black dragon formed by the change of Yang Feng flapped its wings, flew into the air, opened the blood basin, and spurted a terrible ancient dragon's breath to the temple of the **** of the Mosigan River.

Pope Pavon, the **** of the Mosigan River, holds a scepter and recites a prayer mantra, shrouded in a sacred and powerful glory, suspended in the void, with golden light shining in his eyes, as if Not belonging to the human existence, holding the scepter directly, and exerting the guardianship of the four-level **** Moxigan River God.

A sacred sacred power was drawn from the temple, and before the temple of the Moshisi River, a powerful khaki enchantment was formed, and the temple was completely guarded.

Yang Feng’s horror dragon slammed on the khaki enchantment, burning wildly and eroding the khaki enchantment.

The power of the horror dragon of the ancient black dragon and the divine power of the **** of the Moshisi River struggled over the khaki enchantment, causing the guardian enchantment of the **** of the Moshisi River to burst into a shackle and almost want to collapse. .

Within the shrine of the **** of the Nassau River, hundreds of official priests, bishops, and alternate priests came to the temple, kneeling on the ground, and devoutly recited prayers. The power of their faith and the constant flow of power into the temple have strengthened the enchantment of the temple.

Pavon's eyes condensed and asked loudly: "Ian, why are you attacking the temple of the gods of Moxigan?"

"I suspect that the temple of the gods of Moxigan River colludes with the aliens! You immediately give up the resistance, and you will be handcuffed. Waiting for my censorship. If you have not colluded with the aliens, then I will give you freedom. If you resist, then today are you humans. The death of the traitor."

The ancient black dragon of Yang Feng’s incarnation overlooks the temple of the gods of the Moshisi River, and the eyes flashed with the incomparable light of Sen Han. A group of dragons fell from the sky. Once again, it fell on the mighty enchantment of the earthy yellow, burning the powerful enchantment and trembled.

"Ian, you are a human traitor who colludes with the aliens! You are not only a traitor. You have killed Princess Tibenny and killed the Grand Duke. Now I want to deceive us, you, sin!" This means that the great **** of Moxigan eliminates this human traitor, the **** heresy!"

Paphos flashed a smudge in his eyes. Turn your hand. A khaki-colored, shrouded in horror, only the palm-sized plate appeared in his hands.

When Yang Feng saw the khaki-colored plate, his heart was full of vigilance. The horrible supernatural perception of the ancient black dragon series reminded him that the khaki-colored plate contained the power of terror, even if he turned into a possession. The terror power of the half-step star warlock will be degraded with carelessness.

Yang Feng directly opened his mouth. A group of horrible ancient dragons suddenly spurted out and bombarded the huge earthy enchantment.

Pavon prayed with contempt. Pointing at Yang Feng: "The great **** of Moshigan, Magana, your most devout believer is calling you here, please give us strength and purify the evil in front!!"

The space in the void was distorted, and a vast expanse of sacredness emerged from the void. Obviously, in the distant void, the **** of Moshi, the **** of Mosigan, responded to Pavon’s call. A khaki-colored light with horror powers traversed the endless void, responding to Pavon’s prayers and plunging into the disk of the khaki disc semi- artifact Moganxi in his hand.

The semi-artifact Moganxi River is lit up, and the mysterious mysterious, with the power of law and the mysterious runes shining on the plate of the Moshi River.

A khaki-colored river sprang from the disk of the Nassau River and rolled directly toward the ancient black dragon that Yang Feng changed.

Yang Feng opened his mouth and sprayed a group of ancient dragons, like a meteor, slamming on the khaki river.

The ochre river was a roll of light, and it was easy to roll up the ancient dragon's dragon, swallow it, and then turn it into a horrible torrent to completely devour the ancient black dragon that Yang Feng incarnate.

Within the ochre river, there is the power of horrible laws and the power of the mighty God. It completely cuts the connection between Yang Feng and the strength of heaven and earth, so that he can't use the power of heaven and earth to display all kinds of powerful spells.

A terrible horrific erosive force emerged from the khaki-colored river, madly eroding the ancient black dragon that Yang Feng had made, and the bubbles rose from the rise of the ancient black dragon dragon scales that Yang Feng had made. The ancient black dragon dragon scale that he changed was being eroded by the khaki river in an inch.

The Mosigan River is the **** of the Mosigan River. After the **** of Moshi, he turned off a tributary of the Mosikan River with his own great power, and used that tributary to use his power and comprehend himself. Part of the water law is poured into it, refining the semi-artifact.

This Moxigan River is also the treasure of the town hall of the Mosigan River Temple, guarding the temples of the Mosigan River for countless years and power.

A burst of prayers came out of the temple, and the power of faith rushed out and fell into the ochre river.

Within the khaki-like river, Yang Feng slammed his wings and struggled hard, but he couldn’t break free from the khaki-like river. The pain came from his eyes, his body The ancient black dragon scales on the upper part also began to slowly corrode by the khaki river.

The khaki-colored river is a tributary of the Mosigan River, and it contains the power of the Mosigan River god. It has the magic effect of blocking the connection between the strong and the heaven and earth, even if it is a semi-god-level legal system. Once the strong one is rolled up by the ochre river, it will be eroded and eroded in a short time.

The ancient black dragon that Yang Feng changed was extremely resistant and could barely support it. But if there were no accidents, he was swallowed up by the ochre river and it was only a matter of time.

On top of a big tree, Ashley Mela stood quietly on the branches. The complex sweep of the beauty in the middle of the sky was caught in the middle of the river by Yang Feng, who took a deep breath. There was a smattering of silence in the eyes, and the sun **** bow was taken out, aiming at the Pope Pavon of the **** of the Mosikan River. A powerful sun power madly fell into the sun **** bow.

A fascinating sun **** suddenly shot at Pharf like a lightning, and in an instant, immediately shot on the guardian enchantment of the **** of the Moshi River.

The horrible sun **** suddenly erupted, and the guardian enchantment of the **** of the Moshisi River shot a fist-sized cave and then collapsed.

The Dark Elves assassinate the arrows!

Almost in an instant, a dark, ink-like arrow with deep, sea-like horror and dark power shot from the fist-sized cave, silently passing through Pavon’s eyebrows. His brain.

"How could this be!!"

Pavon’s head flashed through the last thought, his body trembled and he was soft on the ground. The half of the Moganxi River in his hand also fell directly on the ground.

The power of faith lost the subject of Pavon, and immediately collapsed.

The khaki river that was so tightly trapped in Yang Feng was also poured down, and it was not in the plate of the half- artifact Moxigan River.

Yang Feng was no longer able to maintain the shape of the ancient black dragon, and was forced to return to the human form.

After Yang Feng changed back to human form, a horrible sword wound stretched from his left neck to the right, almost wanting to cut his neck, a lot of blood rushing out of the wound, dyeing his body It’s red, it’s very miserable. A strange power spread above the wound, hindering the healing of the wound.

Yang Feng swallowed more than a dozen bottles of potion, and the nano-liquid robot in the body also ran wildly, cleaning up the divine power of the **** of the Mossi River, and slowly removing the divine power of the **** of the Mossi River. .

The **** of Moxigan River has a very high level of divine power, but the power of the master is still unable to withstand the life force of the warlock of Yang Feng.

Yang Feng replied to the person, and immediately swung his body and swiftly swept toward the plate of the Mosikan River.

A black figure suddenly broke out, turning into a black light and madly plucking the disk of the Mosigan River.

The black figure slammed into the guardian enchantment of the **** of the Mosigan River, and the khaki-colored power shrouded its body, burning its body insanely. At the same time, it is rising from its body and bursting with black smoke.

The screams of fierce screams broke out from the black figure, and a **** energy burst out of time, letting it escape from the guardian enchantment of the **** of the Mossi River.

A black arrow descended from the sky and passed through the figure's master. The master of the figure was nailed directly to the ground. The dark power was everywhere, and the seal of the figure's owner could not be moved.

Before Yang Feng came to the guardian enchantment of the **** of the Moshisi River, Zhang mouth squirted, and a group of dragons spurted directly from his mouth and slammed into the guardian enchantment of the **** of the Moshi River.

Lost Pavon's presiding, the power in the temple could not be condensed to form a single, and the guardian enchantment of the **** of the Mosigan River was easily burned by Yang Feng's dragon. (To be continued~^~)