Mechanical God Emperor

(Before I owe a few brothers to the 13th, I’m starting to pay back now and ask for a few monthly passes)

Yang Feng overlooked Suo Li, and suddenly smiled: "Interesting, since you are looking for death, then I will be happy. Your challenge I promised. We are here for a fight."

Lu cleans his face and changed his face: "Yang Feng!"

Yang Feng smiled and said: "Sovereign, you can rest assured, I know what I am doing. He is just a waste that has not been condensed in the virtual world, that is, it is slightly stronger. In my eyes, it is like a chicken. Generally, it is not enough to fear. Even if I have just been promoted to the Moon Warlock, such waste is not my opponent."

Suo Li heard a slap in the face, suddenly furious, the eyes burst into a cold and incomparable murder.

Although the strength of the battle is amazing, it can counter the warlocks in the early days of some weak small days. But it has not condensed the virtual world, this is the biggest scar in his heart. A warlock who does not condense the virtual world is doomed to be not the same invincible strong.

The standard of the Seven Clouds of the Great Cloud Dynasty is that it must be the strongest who condenses the virtual world. Although the strength of the battle is amazing, the once-infinitely close to the star of the moon, it still cannot be one of the seven stars of the moon. In the end, one of the Tianjiao, which was later raised, directly surpassed it.

This is the biggest scar in his heart and his biggest taboo. Yang Feng did not hesitate to uncover his biggest and most painful scar, leaving his heart full of anger and murder.

Lu Wu's brow slightly wrinkled and waved his sleeves: "Since you have decided, I will not persuade you."

A ray of light emerged from the hall, plunged into the center of the hall, and the space fluctuated, forming an arena.

Suo Li looked gloomy, murderous and surging. Directly into the arena.

Yang Feng also stepped into the arena.

"Yang Feng, you are stupid. If you honestly become a tortoise, I still have no way to take you. Now, you are so eager to die, it is really foolish! I will let you see. Ten great."

Suo Li looked awkward. Five fingers, one set has numerous innumerable curses, and the armor inlaid with nine demon heads suddenly flies out and covers him.

The armor of the nine demon heads attached to the body of Suo Li, and the heads of the demon's heads turned like bones, as if they had survived, and eighteen eyes stared at Yang Feng. Eighteen eyes kept turning. A splendid, fierce and terrifying breath permeates from the body of the sorrow.

The ropes were black and inky, with nine evil spirits in the head, and numerous innumerable curses. The magic knife made from a Japanese sorcerer-level evil spirit spine appeared in his hands.

"Nine Devils, Devil's Knife! Suo Li actually moved the real thing!"

"Nine Devils are a six-level secret treasure made from the essence of the demon body of the nine-headed Chinese Warlock. The evil spirits knife is the evil spirits that use the nine-headed warlock class. And a six-level secret treasure made from a sorcerer's spine of the Sun Yaw Ward. These two six-level secret treasures are full of evil and cursing secrets, and any secret treasure can hold the moonlight of them. The warlock's curse is dead, and dozens of moon warlocks have died in the hands of these two fierce secret treasures. It is terrible that Suo Li can surrender them."

"There was a half-step Japanese sorcerer who was scratched by the evil spirits knife and was stalked by the evil spirit. He was cursed and died. He used these two evil secret treasures. It seems that It’s not just that you want to 'study'!"

"..."

When the leaders of the major forces saw the two secret treasures, they suddenly changed their faces, and their eyes flashed a jealous color.

The nine magical armor and the evil spirit magic knife are two kinds of six secret secret treasures, all of which are cursed and riddled with evil spirits. These two six-level secret treasures are all with a strong curse, which is even more terrible than some seven-level secret treasures.

Some of the weaker sorcerers in the early days of the Japanese glory are not willing to be easily enemies with the sorrows, because of these two evil spirits.

Most of the identity of Su Liyuehua’s 10 Jie is based on these two secret treasures. If there are no such secrets that are full of curses and powerful evils, he will not be able to become one of the top ten dynasties of the Dayun Dynasty.

Yang Feng looked at him with a glance, and there was a warning sign in his heart. The instinct of the instinct felt the threat of death. His mind was slightly moved, and the white war magic armor suddenly appeared and covered him.

"The highest realm of the magic law of the war, white war demon! He really succeeded in cultivation!"

"White war demon, that is the realm that only the four great elders have cultivated. He is able to cultivate successfully. It is the first genius of our war demon!"

"..."

In the eyes of many inner disciples and true disciples in the war, there was a flash of excitement and there was a lot of discussion.

The secret method of warfare is profound and profound, and the more difficult it is to cultivate later. If the genius of the Moon Warlock in the War Magician does not specialize in this secret method, many are just the golden warfare. The most special way to study this secret law is the black war. In the War of the Devils, the Sun Yat Warlock specializes in the magic of the magic law is also the only black war. The white war demon is only the four great elders who have succeeded in cultivation. Now, seeing Yang Feng make this secret law, naturally let the disciples of the war demon singularly excited.

Lu Wuchen saw this scene, and his eyes flashed a complex color, sighing slightly: "White warfare, it is an embarrassing talent!"

As the ultimate law of the demon sect, the sorcerer's magic method can resist countless spells, and at the same time, it will explode five times of combat power, and the offensive and defensive ones are more powerful than many emperor secret laws. The only regret is that this secret method is only a secret of combat, not a secret law that allows people to directly cultivate to Yuguang and Zhouhai Warlocks.

The more powerful the warlock, the greater the effect of the magic of the war on them. Lu Wuchen also worked hard for many years. Now it is still the scene of black warfare. Seeing that Yang Feng is arbitrarily urging the white warfare, there is something in the heart that is not a taste.

Yang Feng's five fingers and one press, the master of the magic cube immediately changed, turned into a black armor to completely cover him, such as the same black **** of war.

"go to hell!!"

Suo Li looked awkward and slashed a knife, and a gleaming and distorted ghost sprang from the evil spirits knife and rushed toward Yang Feng.

The spooky ghosts of the strips are all the strange phenomena formed by the enemy killed by the evil spirit knife and the soul of the swallowed master plus the energy of the warlock's life.

When the ghosts of the strange must appear, the entire arena is one of them, and the surrounding scenery seems to be fixed and no longer changes. The strange coldness of the coldness filled the entire arena.

There was silence around, and all the sounds disappeared completely.

There is a darkness between the heavens and the earth, and the space seems to be distorted. The entire arena seems to have become a weird and distorted field.

A desperate, crazy and strange atmosphere permeates from this field.

The things that the ghosts are best at is to create some horrible phenomena, to sneak out, to intimidate the person being treated. Absorbing the power of desperation and fear of the person who is being treated, and getting stronger, eventually killing those who are being treated.

In the strange and strange field of ghosts, the Japanese sorcerer who does not know how to fight against this ghost field will be killed by hard life.

Yang Feng clearly perceives a trace of cold and incomparable breath that is extremely armed through his master, but is blocked by his war magic armor. The remaining cold and incomparable breath still almost freezes his blood. .

Before the promotion of the Yuehua Warlock, Yang Feng had been eroded by the cold and incomparable breath and could not move.

"A wonderful ghost field! Unfortunately, the people you meet are me!"

Yang Feng smiled coldly, silently recited the mantra, and reached out with a finger. The true Emperor's seal suddenly flew out, bursting with incomparable light, and a chain of innumerable spells condensed directly to the twisted and weird space.

From the surrounding space, there was a scream of fierce screams. A twisted and transparent ghost was pulled out of the void by the cursive chain and inhaled into the true gods.

The true **** emperor inherits the various powers of the demon gods, and can suppress the existence of countless gods and devils and the most restrained ghosts. Even though the seven secrets of the heavens and the nine gods of the gods are above the restraint of ghosts, they are far less than the true gods.

The collapse of the distorted space, a inch of shock, showed a horrified sorrow.

Yang Feng pointed to a single finger, and that one of the true gods of the Emperor was turned into a stream of light and idle heads directly printed.

Suo Li’s eyes flashed and suddenly violently slammed, and the sword and the evil spirits smashed on the true emperor’s seal.

Numerous ghost faces and magic faces emerged from the evil spirits knives, forming a violent erosion of the filthy river and polluting the true gods.

The evil spirit knives, the six secret treasures, have killed countless demons and evil spirits, and have absorbed the souls of countless demons and evil spirits. The condensed river can condense many six-level secret treasures, even if the seven-level secret treasure body is the filthy river. A brush will also be eroded by pollution and become scrap iron.

The true **** emperor was printed under the support of Yang Feng’s life energy. The brilliance shines, and the face engraved with the demon king Cortman suddenly twists, and the mouth is swallowed, and the filthy river is swallowed hard.

A chain of spells ejected from the emperor's emperor's seal, and suddenly the meal was wrapped around the evil spirit knives, madly twisted, and the wicked magic knife was smashed, one head The evil spirits were directly drawn out and inhaled into the true gods.

The evil spirit knives lost the soul of the evil spirits, suddenly decayed, and shattered.

Suo Li made a scream of tears: "My evil spirit knife!!" (To be continued~^~)