Mechanical God Emperor

The existence of the ancient **** can be seen everywhere in the age of the ancient gods. Any powerful master is an ancient god. However, after the eight warlock dynasty human warlocks have been hunted for hundreds of thousands of years, the number of ancient gods has been very rare, and they dare not appear in front of people.

Most of the ancient gods that have survived have become the gods of the powerful divine powers and the great divine powers of other planes. That kind of powerful existence, as long as you don't enter the plane of Cang, no one will provoke them.

Because of this, in modern times, the ancient gods are very rare. Their flesh and blood have become very precious. The ancient gods are different from other races. Once an ancient **** is an adult, it will create a space similar to the virtual world in the body. The most powerful ancient **** will even condense a complete world in the body.

The secret sources of the cultivation of the human race come from the ancient gods. From the era of the Second Warlock Dynasty, human warlocks began to explore other planes, and obtained various methods of cultivation from the powerful existence of other planes. Since then, the human warlocks have begun to have various secrets.

The spell model is a human warrior who imitates the cultivation methods pioneered by various powerful ancient gods.

Those powerful ancient gods are born to master a variety of powerful talents. After dissecting their bodies, they can find a variety of natural curses in their brains that resemble a spell model.

The spell model is the figurative existence of the various natural curses in the ancient gods. It is also the existence of human beings that can be constructed with their own spiritual power after the improvement. With various spell models, humans can perform various spells.

As the ancient gods of all the secret sources of mankind, their flesh and blood have great research value. And once the bodies of the ancient gods enter the auction house, they will definitely be madly contested by the ancient **** warlocks who have the blood of the ancient gods.

The ancient **** warlock is the human warlock who flows through the blood of the ancient gods. The ancient warlocks are a powerful force in the first warlock dynasty and the second warlock dynasty.

Only as time went by, the blood of the ancient gods of the ancient warlocks gradually became thinner, and even with all kinds of secret inheritance, it gradually declined.

The **** warlock is much stronger than the same warlock, and the cultivation speed is much faster. However, the dependence on the power of the blood is also great. If the blood is thin, the speed of cultivation will be shackled by the blood. When it is low, it will be cultivated very quickly, but it will be as slow as a snail in the high realm.

Among the Fusang subcontinent, there are a lot of Yuehua warlocks, but there is no one in the Japanese warlocks. It is because they have the blood of evil spirits in their bodies, and they are **** and difficult to break through.

Once the bodies of the two ancient gods get on the auction, they can definitely sell a sky-high price.

After dividing the bodies of two ancient gods, Yang Feng three people followed the spiral ladder and boarded the second floor of the warlock tower.

As soon as I boarded the second floor of the Warlock Tower, Luo Mingyan suddenly became beautiful, and the body was trembling. The beauty was filled with the color of excitement: "A lot of fine magic crystal!!"

The magic crystals on the second floor of the Warlock Tower almost piled up into a hill, exuding the incomparable creature magic energy.

In the age of the ancient gods, the ancient gods were born with a variety of secrets of cultivation, directly absorbing the bio-magic energy in the heavens and the earth. Their cultivation does not require magic crystals at all. Therefore, in the era of the ancient gods, all kinds of heavenly treasures emerge in an endless stream, and the superior magic crystals are everywhere.

Modern human warlocks have been able to produce the next magic crystals through some extraordinary plants, such as large-scale energy-absorbing ancient trees, but the magic crystals above the superior magic crystals are still unable to mass-produce.

This hill is generally a huge superior magic crystal, the number is above the top billion magic crystal, if converted into the inferior magic crystal, even above the 30 trillion inferior magic crystal. This is definitely an astronomical figure of wealth.

The superior magic crystal is the material necessary for the cultivation of the top of the Yuguang Warlock. The trade between the top and the top of the Yuguang Warlock is the same as the magic crystal. The strongman above Yuguang Warlock will not use the inferior magic crystal to trade.

Yang Feng also flashed a touch of excitement in his eyes, revealing a smile: "A lot of fine magic crystal!! This is big!!"

"Yes, so many fine magic crystals, you can certainly please my master!"

Accompanied by a calm voice, a man wearing a white robes, holding a white scepter, looks handsome and handsome, and there is a mysterious, handsome, blond-looking man on the top of his eyebrows. Second floor.

Circles and circles illuminate the glory of the dawn of the glory of the beautiful man behind the handsome man, the handsome man reflected against the extraordinary, sacred, as if walking a human god.

Following the handsome man followed by one person, it was Zhang Xuan who was let go by Luo Mingyan.

When Luo Mingyan saw Zhang Xuan, he suddenly changed his face and lost his voice: "Zhang Xuan, how do you know the location of this treasure house?"

Zhang Xuan smiled coldly: "Luofeng that old thing, after all, still believes me. The position of the treasure house only tells you, but did not tell me. But Mingyan, you are too tender. I want to know something, how do you May you win me?"

In the beautiful scenery of Luo Ming, he passed a touch of remorse and bite his teeth: "I really regret that I did not kill you!!"

Zhang Xuan revealed a sardonic smile: "Who told you stupid?"

Zhang Xuan respectfully respects the handsome young man: "Master, this person is the true disciple of the War Magic, Yang Feng, who has a red fairy in his hand! He is the treasure that he got from the periphery of this glorious ancient capital. It is what I said with my own eyes."

"Red Fairy Black Mist Lotus?" The handsome young man was stunned and swept Yang Feng. He was proud of his arrogance: "I am the only son of the highest morning, the **** of the **** Essone! The humble human warlock, Dedicated everything to all of you, and then converted to my master, become the believer of my Lord, and always recite the name of my Lord, otherwise I will be here to replace you to purify you!"

Yang Feng curiously asked: "Lord of the morning? Who are you the son of the morning sun?"

"Bold, the name of my lord, you are the presence of your humble human warlock, you can't hurry down!!"

Essone raised his brow and screamed, and the sacred aperture formed by the glory of the morning and evening glory bloomed behind him. The horror of the gods who did not lose the faint power of the gods, with him as the core, spread in all directions. And go. Some weak-willed Star Warlocks will even fall to the ground under his deity, and they will not be able to resist.

"If you want me to kneel down, you are not qualified enough!"

Yang Feng smiled coldly, running the battle magic method, a set of black war magic armor appeared on his body instantly, the powerful vitality field with him as the core, spread out to the surrounding.

In the eyes of Essone, there was a murderous murderous channel: "The stubborn heresy! Receive the **** of the great morning lord!"

"God said that with light, the world is full of light!"

Essone held the artifact with his sacred scepter, and the mark of the **** of the eyebrows glowed with golden light. His eyes turned into pure gold, with a touch of indifference and majesty of the gods, cold and incomparable, one word, one sentence, slow Real fast track.

In an instant, pure and incomparable, almost endless morning light suddenly appeared, with pure light toward Yang Feng, Luo Mingyan, Mei Yiyi three people swept away.

Luo Mingyan jade hand wave, a blue Jinpa six-level secret treasure blue sea glazed pear suddenly flew out, turned into a blue light curtain to her and Mei Yiyi firmly guard.

Under the endless glory of the dawn, the blue light curtain was eroded by an inch. No matter how Luo Mingyan ignited the energy of life, it still could not resist the radiance of the morning light. If Fei Mingyan is the strongest of the half-step Yuehua Warlock series, even if she is the imperial six-level secret treasure, it will be eroded by the morning glow and directly purified.

The endless morning light shines on Yang Feng’s battle armor, and the war magic armor covering Yang Feng’s body is also cleaned up with a sizzle of sound, and countless black smoke from the battle armor. Rise up.

"The magic of the war can not resist too long. This **** stick, the strength is really strong!!"

Yang Feng's face changed slightly, his body shape shook, and he shuttled through the endless brilliance. A breath immediately appeared in front of Essone's body, extracting the power of a world from the half-face of the body, a note The chaos shattered the fist and smashed the vacuum, tearing the glory and madly rushing toward Essron.

"The wall of the morning!"

Essone silently recited the mantra, reaching for a finger, and the countless morning light suddenly shrank, forming a huge light wall in front of Yang Feng.

Yang Feng’s chaos shattered and punched the huge light wall. The huge light wall was directly smashed by one blow, and all the glory was attributed to chaos.

"It turns out that I can destroy the wall of my morning sun. Your strength is indeed enough for those humble human warlocks. But in front of the supreme Lord of the morning, you are still just a cockroach, a slightly stronger The ants are gone."

In the eyes of Essone, a glimpse of surprise was passed, and in the left hand, I did not know when there was a thin golden teaching.

"Dawn Twelve Musical Hymns!"

The golden teachings are windless and automatic, and they are turned over. Twelve golden pages fly out of the golden teachings, open them, and float in the void.

From the twelve golden pages, six men and six women flew out, and there were a total of twelve beautiful and holy angels. They all closed their eyes, ten fingers clasped, hugged on the chest, and recited the praises of God to the mouth.

The figures of countless believers suddenly appeared behind the twelve angels, and the endless voices formed a torrent of powerful and powerful hymns, like the sea, swept away toward Yang Feng. (To be continued~^~.)