Mechanical God Emperor

The three hundred and sixty-six detached sects of the Yellow Worship were swept away by the fascinating light, and they trembled with their eyes, and they flew back. Only one body was tight and only trembled, and it stopped for a moment.

Yang Feng reached out and pointed out that a time torrent was coming out of nowhere, and a direct brush to the Yellow Worship of the market.

The time around the body of the Yellow Saint is like a stillness.

A residual image flashed slightly, and the sky emerged directly in the night, holding a handle [弑神匕首] 狠狠 a stab to the body of the Yellow Emperor.

A heavy curse appeared in the body of the Yellow Saint, and one spell shield appeared one after another.

That [弑神匕首] on the one of the spell shields, it is easy to pass through the spell shields, and pierced into the body of the Yellow Saint.

Numerous cursings shine, spreading in the Yellow Saints of the market, directly suppressing the seal of the Yellow Emperor.

A horrible big hand grabbed it directly, and the sly grasped the body of the Yellow Saint, and countless curses flashed, directly holding the ruins of the ruins in the hands.

The densely-armed main battle robot flooded into the constant light star like a tidal wave, and madly killed the real market protoss above the Hengguangxing.

The parent star of the Leis nationality of the subordinate race of the Mushenzhen.

A horrible Starfleet fleet is suspended in the outer space of the comet, and the dense light rain is like a tidal wave rushing toward the wooden comet.

In the horrible light rain, countless Thunder warriors were directly blasted into fly ash.

"Tian Sheng, you are a beast, dare to destroy my Thunder!! I want to kill you!! I want to destroy your people!!"

A ox-head is covered with a layer of red armor. For example, the Thunder-like strongman of the same Raytheon is armed with a tomahawk, madly roaring, and smashed with countless six-level main battle robots.

The Thunder of the Thunder is driving the Thunder. Every time the Tomahawk is swung, the thunder shines and sweeps the void. Wherever the thunder passes, a six-level main battle robot is directly turned into fly ash.

"A big dog, I dare to insult my family!! Give me to die!!"

A terrifying horror is tumbling in the void, a huge magical hand full of magic eyes descends from the sky, and a magical eye above the giant hand opens, and the magical light of the road is incomparably The Holy One of the Thunder was directly rolled up.

The face of the Thunder's saints changed greatly, and the big hand waved, and the disk carrying the endless thunder light flew out and burst open.

The thunderbolt formed by the thirty-six thunderbolt spells suddenly flew out, and directly slammed into the sky, the huge magic hand full of magic eyes.

The innumerable magic light was so hard that it was smashed by the thunder.

A thunder flashed, and the Thunder of the Thunder took the opportunity to die and flee in the distance. Although He is the leader among the saints, but in front of a great saint, there is only one way to die.

The thunder was placed in a void, and a piece of film emerged in the space, flying the sacred sage of the Thunder.

A glimmer of space and glory, the dense space of the space dominated, and opened a horrible seal enchantment.

"Thunder the Holy One, you really have some skills. If I am alone, I may not be able to stay with you. However, this time it is a war launched by my family, not just me!!"

An Tea Man, the great sage, smiled and walked out of the void. Behind him, the main battle robots flying in countless masters series stared coldly at the Thunder.

Numerous magic lights shone, and three minutes later, Ancha Mang Dasheng took the first level of the Thunder Saint and walked out of the void.

"It's a powerful mechanical flaw. And the most terrible thing is that they are so huge. It's the best helper!!"

An Tea Man Mo Da Sheng looked at the main battle robot that appeared in the dense and numb series, and his eyes flashed a satisfying color.

If there is no support for the main battle robots in the dominating series, it is very simple to defeat the Thunder Saints, but it is almost impossible to kill each other.

After all, the Thunder Saint is a patron saint of a race who has won several top secret treasures after he has turned to the real market Protoss. Even if he does not succumb to the Anwar Man, the escape is not a problem.

However, after the space dominated the blockade of this space, the Thunder Saint was only killed by the Anchan Manchus.

Mumu Ancha Star, Dana 缂Silver, one of the sacred stars belonging to the true market Protoss, and the affiliated race stars of the resurrection of the real market Protoss were attacked by the Yang Feng Star Fleet at almost the same time.

The subordinate races of the real market Protoss and the real market Protoss on one planet after another were directly killed by Yang Feng’s mechanical army, and one did not stay.

Some of the saints above those planets were killed by Yang Feng’s mechanical army. Some of them did escape directly and fled into the real market of the real market of the Protoss.

"Tiansheng Yang Feng did not declare war and launched an attack on the Procursor Protoss. Within one day, the annihilation of the Terran 20, the destruction of the true source of the Protoss 36 stars, and the killing of the Holy 15 people."

As soon as this news appeared in the Saints Forum, it ignited the entire Saints Forum.

"The shot! Tiansheng, really did the real **** protoss."

"That is the Eternal Emperor!! Tiansheng, even dare to shoot the Eternal Emperor!!"

"The real market Protoss, but the Eternal Emperor who once gave birth to a half-level powerhouse. Yang Feng dared to shoot them?"

"Tian Sheng, it’s terrible!!"

"......."

In the forum of the saints, all the saints talked about it, and the entire forum of the saints shook.

The true market protoss is the eternal emperor, and in this eternal star domain, the tyrannical tyrannical to the extreme. Only when they attack other forces, no forces have dared to challenge them.

There have been tens of thousands of years of no daring to provoke the real market Protoss. Now Yang Feng has destroyed twenty of the subordinate races of the Procursor and destroyed 36 of the true Protoss, and killed the Protestant Protoss. Fifteen Saints, it is definitely a dead end.

"Total war, Tian Sheng Yang Feng for a woman, even with the eternal Emperor Zhenzhen Protoss broke out a full-scale war. It is really stupid."

"As long as Tian Sheng ignores the Queen of the Angels, with his strength, after being promoted to become the ninth warlock emperor of the Terran, it is only a matter of words to want the real market Protoss to bow. For a woman in the district, It’s too irrational to turn your face."

"Now the universe is looting soon, it is unwise for Tiansheng to attack a eternal tribe for a woman."

"..."

In the forum of the saints, there are also many saints who speak, and the words are full of hostility and malice against Yang Feng.

After the Zhenzhen Protoss was attacked by Yang Feng, it was not an eternal emperor. One day after the attack, from the real market of the gods, four large incomparable fleets flew out and did not enter the starry sky.

The subordinate races of the real market Protoss heard that the 20 races were directly annihilated by Yang Feng, and almost no one left, and they were lost, and they were led by their saints to the real market. The kingdom of God flies.

The real market of the gods is a huge star, much larger than many of the thirty-six main material planes in the warlock world. It is the mother star of the real family.

Originally in the real market of the gods, only the people of the real market Protoss were allowed to enter. However, Yang Feng opened the door to kill the outside world and destroyed the 20 subordinate races of the Procursor Protoss. If the Pro-God Protoss did not allow the subordinate races to enter the real market, the subordinate races would only defect immediately. Escape to the side of Yang Feng and enhance the power of Yang Feng.

After the Jinyu Fox people surrendered to Yang Feng, the days of these years have been quite good. Among the central stars, the race against Yang Feng is also good. After the outbreak of the Great War, many of the vassal races of the real market Protoss were frightened and prepared to rely on Yang Feng.

"Let me in!!"

A glimmer of light flashed, a saint descended from the sky, and flew to the enchantment of the real market god, and screamed.

"The Yellow Saint!! Please go there for testing!"

A voice emerged from the real world of the gods, and the thoughts of a holy saint were concentrated on the body of the Yellow Emperor.

"Humph!"

The Yellow Saint of the Market snorted and turned into a streamer, which appeared on a test point outside the real market.

The radiance of the road shines, a white hair grows on one side, and only one eye is on the head. The body is like a lion-like super-real creature.

The one-eyed eye of the real white-haired beast can peep into the soul's soul fluctuations, even if a semi-emperor-level powerhouse uses illusion, it is difficult to escape his one-eyed light.

A white light emerged from the eyes of the real white-haired beast and illumined the body of the Yellow Saint.

The real white-haired beast said: "It is indeed the yellow sage of the market, not the disguise of others."

Those saints who locked in the Yellow Saints disappeared one by one.

"Yu Huang, you are so lucky to escape this time."

A glimmer of light flashed, and a beautiful and beautiful Muslim protoss appeared directly in front of the Yellow Worship.

After the face of the Yellow Saint, he was afraid: "This time, fortunately, Tiansheng did not shoot. I used a few life-saving treasures to escape. The Rock, this time my family lost several Saints?"

The sacred sage of the sacred rock was heavy and slowly sighed: "My family has suffered a lot of losses this time. A total of four saints have been degraded, and seven of them have been seriously injured. Only three of them are intact and escaped from the hands of Tiansheng. There are three people who do not know what to do. The ethnic group of our family is annihilated by the tribe of twenty-three. The number of fallen saints is as high as nineteen. Only four saints have escaped from the mechanical squadron of Tiansheng."

In the eyes of the sacred sages, there is a strong color: "However, the four major corps of our family have already been dispatched! Together with the tyranny of the tiger family and the celestial celestial family, our three eternal emperors will surely be able to Repression."