Mechanical God Emperor

Colorful Dragon St. smiled slightly: "Why is the thunder sea devil so excited, the scope of the territory is not impossible to discuss."

"You want to have a foothold in the position of Cang, naturally there is no problem. These territories are enough to meet your needs!"

A brilliant sacred singer, a little bit of light suddenly fell into the hands of the strongman of the sorcerer's family.

Just for a moment, the seven parliamentarians of the highest parliament of the Terran have already exchanged many times, and handed over a map after consultation to the Great Glory, and then passed the will of the Terran.

That is because the great sacred sacred is a strong sacred sacred, even though he has lost a lot of strength because he has been sleeping for countless years, he is still a great sacred terrorist. Although the great sanctuary can not suppress the endless plane like the warlock emperor, the strongmen of the heavens are surrendered, but it is enough to shelter a superior race.

At the beginning, the seven great warlock emperors suppressed the countless planes. If those races with the great sacred priests were willing to surrender and serve the dynasty, they would not be forced to do so. Otherwise, a strong sacred sage has no bottom line and willingly slaughter the lower civilians, and the destructive power is equally terrifying.

It is not difficult for the strongman of the Warlock Emperor to defeat and kill a strong sacred sacred, but to hunt down a great sacred man hidden in the depths of the universe is even stronger than the Warlock Emperor. Both have some headaches.

The corpse of the sacred yin and yang smirked and smiled, and squeezed the light spot: "Hey, this land, is it screaming?"

Xianyun Lingsheng smiled coldly: "The seven subcontinents, each subcontinent has a diameter of more than 200,000 kilometers, and the area is wider than many third-order planes. And the seven subcontinents, the area is increasing every year, you What else is dissatisfied?"

The ninth blood family's true ancestors have a fascinating smile on their faces: "The subcontinent is only a subcontinent, and it is rich in resources. It is naturally inferior to the main continent. And this is the nine floating continents of the heavens and the earth, our seven races. There are at least six seats! The average of our seven races is not divided into a floating continent. It is enough for you to have three people."

The splendid Great St. 斩 斩 : : : "No! The nine floating continents are the foundation of my human race, one can not be given to you!"

Each of the nine floating continents above the Heaven and Earth God Roots is a sanctuary and has a great secret. If the glorious great saint is in the golden lake, it is absolutely impossible to regenerate so perfect. Once resurrected, it will have the terrorist power of the great holy rank.

There are also many peerless celestial priests in the human race who use all kinds of esoteric secrets, self-seal, and fall into eternal sleep. They also need the heaven and earth roots on the floating continent. The Golden Lake can be perfectly unblocked. Once it wakes up from the slumber, it has the terrorist power of the Holy Spirit Warlock.

In addition, on the nine floating continents, each one is gestating a prototype of the emperor-class secret treasure. Once the birth is successful, the Terran will have nine complete emperor secret treasures.

The true ancestors of the Eighth Blood Group faintly said: "Since these nine floating continents cannot be conceived, then our seven major races must acquire a territory in the main continent in addition to the seven major subcontinents!"

The cosmic catastrophe is also a rare opportunity. If any race can gain great benefits in this catastrophe, it is not impossible to become the hegemon of this universe. However, any race that wants to make a difference in the position of Cang must obtain a site in the main continent of Cang, otherwise there is no hope of becoming the hegemonic race of this universe.

Before the clan of the Cangzhi face, it was the era of the ancient gods. Those ancient gods were born to be the strongest of the gods and gods. The power of the emperor's emperor in each era will not be less than three. This will be able to suppress the rest of the universe.

When the Terran rose in the same year, I did not know how many powerful races and human races were killed. At that time, the Lord of Light also refines the Emperor-level secret treasure [Time Wheel] and then represses the warlock emperor ranks of those hostile races. Or seal, or kill.

The Lord of Time, the Lord of Taboos, the Lord of the Devil, and other eight great warlock emperors came out one after another, fighting hard to fight, which allowed the human warlock to occupy the entire continent of the Cang, defeat the rest of the aliens, and drive away Got somewhere else.

After the era of the eight great warlock emperors, the human race also accumulated a rich and profound foundation in the geocentric world. If it is in peacetime, then the seven superior races will naturally not leave their nests to come to the position of Cang and compete with the Terran for the plane of Cang. However, the cosmic catastrophe is in sight, and in order to enhance the potential of their own race, the seven superior races will not care so much.

Brilliant big brow furrows, wrinkled for a while: "Good!"

In the main land of the Cang's plane, you get a territory, which is one of the bottom lines of the seven superior races. The Great Glory is also very clear about this, and weighs it again and again, and He can only choose to compromise.

The foundation and potential of the seven top races are not rivals of the Terran, but the seven top races are combined to be far superior to the Terran.

In particular, the evil gods, although known as a family, are in fact numerous forces formed by the powerful races that have been defeated in the hands of the human race. The foundation is profound. If they are not inside the evil spirits, they are jealous of each other, often kill each other, compete for resources, and disperse sand. Their strength is only to surpass the human race.

The strength of the ancient Mara universe is far more than the world of the warlock. If the rest of the powerful races in the warlock's world do nothing at the side, the human race wants to counter the power of the ancient Mara universe.

The seven parliamentarians of the Supreme Council of the Terran began to discuss the territories that could be abandoned.

The benefits of Yang Feng as one of the seven Speakers of the Terran began to appear, and the abandoned territory was definitely not on his head. Because there is no speaker in the Western main world, Yang Feng and seven people have jointly drawn the sites of the seven lower states to accommodate the seven top races.

The splendid sacred sacred sacred, and the ray of light flew into the hands of the dozens of alien sorcerers.

The evil eye demon of one of the two great spiritual warlocks among the ancient devils smiled coldly: "It is too small! Although our seven races are not comparable to your human race, they are also one of the best races. Do you want to send us some points? It’s too cheap! Our demands are not high, as long as you are one-tenth of the Terran!”

The splendid big brows are slightly wrinkled, and they are smashing the railroad: "One tenth of the territory, it is impossible!"

The superior races of the Cang Cang's plane are not limited to these seven superior races. If the human warlocks of the Cang's planes make such a big concession for the first time, the rest of the superior races will have the same kind of learning and persecute the Terran.

The seven superior races directly sent a king of the devil to negotiate with the seven presidents of the Terran, and both sides were constantly testing and retreating. After all, neither side has torn the face, the preparations and consciousness of the war.

After the constant temptations of both sides, they stepped back to the edge of their own bottom line, and they were not willing to step back.

The king of the devil, King Moga, said: "How is it like this? In today's world, the strong are respected. We each sent five strong men of the sea level to conduct a test. Which side wins, what is the motion of the party?"

The King of Time slowly said: "How about the strongman of the Warlock King class?"

Moga Wang smiled slightly: "The strength of the six kings of the Terran is terrifying, and we think we are not opponents. We are still a bit confident in the strong sea of ​​Zhou Hai!"

The Warlock Kings of the Six Kings, such as the King of Time, are in fact the terrorists of the semi-sanctifications. They are the peerless powers who stand out from the countless geniuses of the Six Emperors, and refine the six emperors. The power of the level secret treasure can even produce a horrible power comparable to that of the Holy Spirit Warlock.

At that time, the six powers such as the King of Light were definitely the top terrorists among the Warlock Kings. The seven superior species also knew this. Naturally, they would not choose the six strong players such as the King of Light.

"it is good!"

The seven presidents of the time, such as the King of Time, weighed again and again, and after agreeing with each other, they also agreed to the proposal of King Moga.

If there are important things that can’t be disputed, then the two forces will not want to tear the face and start the war. They will let the subordinates conduct the test and decide the direction of the matter through the results of the test.

There are already two distinct sides around the nebula, one side is the strong people of the human race, and the other side is the strong of the seven superior races.

The sacred sorcerer of the Holy Spirit has disappeared. The sacred mountain is still floating in the void, and the magic mountain shows that the horrible existence has not left, watching this side.

King Moga smiled and looked at the king of time: "This time, we have five strong players on each side, and we can freely arrange the game until the defeat of one of the five strong players is completed. How to decide the outcome? ?"

The seven presidents of the Terran have jointly made a decision, and the one who represents the highest parliamentary will of the Terran is the King of Time.

The King of Time faintly said: "Good!"

Moga smiled and patted his hands: "This is our seven races!"

A close-up of his eyes, a monocular on his head, looks beautiful, exudes a beautiful and beautiful devil, a sacred **** shrouded in layers of mist, and a horrible dragon The handsome and beautiful, with a silver-white long hair dragon strong, a brow heart inscribed with lightning curse, the thunder giants up to a kilometer, a body shrouded in a layer of resentment, surrounded by grievances, people can not see the true face The strange and powerful people slowly walked out from the side, exuding the fluctuations of the terrorist forces of the Zhouhai to the strong. (To be continued~^~)