Mechanical God Emperor

The top warlock geniuses of Ding Longjiang and other warfare planes, when Yang Fengyi appeared, his eyes focused on him, and each one flashed a strange look.

Yang Feng has eight grades of superior soul qualifications (he breaks through the boundaries of the gods and people, and the war magicians do not know). In the future, there is no doubt that they can be promoted to become Yuguang warlocks, and even promotion of the universe is not impossible.

In the time of Tiancheng, Yang Feng defeated the warlock Tianjiao of the three major dynasties of the Western main world. In the War of the Devils, even the warlock geniuses of the warfare planes have many people who admire him.

The Warlock geniuses of the War Magic planes also admit that Yang Feng is the recognized future star of the War Magic, and will support the Optimus Prime of the War. However, Yang Feng is the person in the headquarters of Cang, so that the warlock geniuses of those who are in the face of warfare are somewhat subtle and complicated.

In the eyes of Chijiang, there is a burning flame of incomparable warfare. Take a step forward and stare at Yang Feng Shen Sheng: "Yang Feng, brother, I am Chi Jiang, the repair of Yuehua Warlock's peak. Please learn with me about the spell." !"

"Yang Feng brother promised him!"

"Yang Feng, brother, give him a lesson!"

"Yang Feng, let us see your skills!"

"..."

The warlocks around him all showed a hint of excitement, and both the warriors and the disciples of the Cangzhi were excited.

Yang Feng is the most legendary warlock of the Warlord in the past hundreds of years. At that time, within the Guangtian City, he defeated the warlocks of the three major dynasties of the Western Lord. The Warlocks of the Warlords will be so excited and want to see his strength.

Yang Feng smiled slightly: "In this case, I am a brother of Chi Jiang, I will learn about the spell with you."

Chi River’s big body was swung, and it turned into a streamer and flew directly into the big arena. He looked at Yang Feng with excitement.

Chi Jiang is very clear, with his talent, it is very difficult to promote the Sundial Warlock. Although his fighting power is amazing, he will eventually have a day to be caught by Yang Feng. If he can beat Yang Feng when he is still weak, he will become the capital of his life.

Yang Feng took a step forward and his body was slightly blurred, and it also appeared in the big arena.

"Yang Feng, younger brother, be careful!"

Chi Jiang screamed, chanting the mantra, running the battle magic method, a black war magic armor completely covered his body, a violent, crazy power of breath slowly from his body, with The incomparable battle armor set against each other, making him seem to be transformed into a horrible war.

Chijiang hand opened, a six-level secret treasure [Red Sword] appeared in his hands, countless flames filled out from his body, forming a flame barrier, a trace of flame law from that [ The sword of the red inflammation is filled out.

Chijiang has a sword, a hundred meters long, containing the law of horror flames, as if the horrible fire dragon that burned the voids is twisted toward Yang Feng.

"Great, this is the dragon shape in the seven heavens!"

"It's awesome. Chi Jiang's brother is not a small vulcan. It is really amazing to be able to cultivate seven heavens into the dragon shape!"

"..."

On the other side, the war-torn disciples saw the huge fire dragon, and there was a hint of excitement in each of his eyes.

The Seventh Heavenly Fire is a powerful fire system secret in the War of the Devils. It is only a little less than the secret law of the Taiji Zong. Those seven days of fire want to cultivate and condense the dragon shape. For ordinary genius, at least it takes 500 years.

Yang Feng looked at the dragon-shaped seven-day fire and faintly praised: "The dragon-shaped seven-day fire is good, good!"

The next moment, the dragon-shaped seven-day fire will instantly devour Yang Feng.

"Yang Shidi!!"

"Yang Shixiong!"

"..."

Many of the war sorcerers who were present were suddenly changed their faces in an instant, and they were shocked and screamed. Chijiang's dragon-shaped seven-day fire is strong, but it is not strong enough to be a month when the warlock will be spiked. Every month, the Chinese Warlocks will master all kinds of secrets to defend against the seven natural fire attacks.

Once it is completely swallowed up by the dragon-shaped seven-day fire, even the sundial warlocks will be hit hard and even fall.

The demon warlocks in the field were very clear that Yang Feng was the stalwart pillar of the future of the Mozong, and now he was swallowed up by the seven heavens, and everyone was shocked.

Ding Longjiang's gaze slightly shrank, the body's terrorist power began to fluctuate greatly, then disappeared, and a complex color flashed in his eyes, sighing slightly: "Great! Yang Shidi is really amazing."

Jing Xuefeng smiled and said: "I am naughty. I was scared a little earlier."

In the beauty of Huai Bingping, a touch of dignity dies.

Zhang Hanshan and several other weaker Yuehua warlocks have cast their spells, and a strange and incomparable curse has appeared in their eyes, looking at the seven heavenly fires. This is the center of the flame. A round black light surrounds Yang Feng.

The seven bright fires disappeared when they touched the faint black light.

"ended!"

A plain voice suddenly appeared behind the back of the pool, and a finger gently clicked on the back of the pool.

The danger of death was a hunch on the heart of Chijiang. He suddenly slammed up and his body rotated for a few kilometers. As soon as he landed, he looked at Yang Feng, who was strangely behind him.

"Great, Yang Feng, brother, you are beyond my imagination. Let me use all my strength to defeat you!"

In the eyes of Chijiang, there was a smear of dignified color, a meditative mantra, and a rune of numerous flames condensed around his body, and a horrible flame rule condensed around him.

"seal!"

Yang Feng directly hit a ring finger, a black curse suddenly emerged from the back of the pool of Chi Jiang, countless black curses like ants generally smashed toward the limbs of Chijiang.

Between one breath, Chi Jiang's body was completely eroded by countless curses, and the body shook slightly, and fell to the ground with an incredulous face.

"I surrender!!"

When Chi Jiang fell to the ground, he experimented with more than a dozen secrets and could not remove one of the strange curses on his body. He could only smile and admit defeat.

Yang Feng hit a ringing finger, and countless strange curses on Chi Jiang printed and flew out, condensed into a black air and flew into his hands.

As soon as countless weird curses disappeared, Chi Jiang felt that his body had recovered all its strength again.

Chi Jiang’s eyes flashed a complex color, and he sincerely praised: “Great! Yang Feng’s younger brother, your spell is really powerful. It’s the monster that Guangtiancheng used to force countless days of arrogance.”

Yang Feng smiled faintly: "Carrying!"

"Great, this is the brother of Yang Feng, it is a well-deserved reputation!"

"It is the strongest person who claims to be the younger generation! Brother Yang Feng, it is really terrible!"

"..."

The warlocks of all the warlords around him were very excited and full of pride and pride.

In this world of warlocks, a peerless genius has the power to make a large warlock group flourish, and a peerless powerhouse can open up a great warlock dynasty with one's own strength.

The stronger the strength of Yang Feng, the stronger the war demon will be sheltered in the future. As disciples of the War Demon, they are naturally able to obtain great benefits.

"Yang Feng's younger brother, there are nine layers of glare towers! Let's try the nine-story glare tower!"

Chi Jiang looked at Yang Feng deeply, and his body shape shook, turning into a red-red fire and flew directly toward the nine-story glare tower.

Well without words, Huai Bingping also swayed slightly, turned into a stream of light flying toward the nine-story glare tower, immersed in the nine-story glare tower.

Zhang Hanshan smiled at Yang Feng Ying Ying, his body shape shook a little, and also flew toward the nine-story glare tower: "Yang Feng, brother, let's take a step!"

"Yang Feng, younger brother, take a step first!"

Zhuo Yifan and Zhou Feng took a deep look at Yang Feng, and they swept through a smear of color. They greeted Yang Feng, and they all swayed slightly, turning into a stream of light that did not enter the nine-story glare tower. Inside.

The nine-story glare tower is not only a pagoda to test the genius of the warlock, but also a top-level king-class secret treasure. Any warlock can get huge benefits.

These nine-story glare towers are not easy to open. Generally, even the true disciples of the War Mozong can only use a huge amount of contribution to enter. And only the warlocks under the age of three hundred can enter.

Yang Feng stepped forward and his body was blurred. He appeared in front of the nine-story glare tower and walked freely into the nine-story glare tower.

Ding Longjiang looked deeply at the nine-story glare tower: "I don't know if Yang Feng's younger brother can go up to the nine-story glare tower."

Jing Xuefeng said: "The sixth layer! With his fighting talent, he should be able to enter the sixth floor. Unfortunately, his cultivation time is still too short. Otherwise, he can enter the seventh floor."

Ding Jianglong smiled slightly: "Yes, but with the talent of Yang Feng's younger brother, I think he can definitely enter the nine-story glare tower again! At that time, he might be able to board the eighth floor of the nine-story glare tower and become I am the first genius of the Mozong to climb the eighth floor."

When Jing Xuefeng thought of Yang Feng’s horrible promotion speed, he couldn’t help but flash a glimpse of the color. Some complicated words: “If it is him, it is indeed possible.”

When the light of the fourth floor of the nine-story glare tower was illuminated, the glare tower shimmered, and Zhou Feng flew out of the glare tower.

Zhou Feng glanced around and saw a touch of unwillingness in his eyes. He whispered: "Is the first one? Damn! It turns out that my strength is the weakest!"

After Zhou Feng flew out, it didn't take long for Zhang Hanshan and Zhuo Yifan to fly out of the nine-story glare tower. (To be continued~^~)