Mechanical God Emperor

"I don't need a slave like you!!"

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"Silver Emperor was also smashed by him!!"

"Now, when Tian Sheng is the weakest, it is also his strongest time."

"Unfortunately!! Why didn't he go with the silver emperor?"

"If the silver emperor is with him, it will be perfect."

"..."

Among the saints and the great saints who watched, many of them stared at Yang Feng with a malicious look, and their eyes drifted from zero to time.

At this time, Yang Feng is close to the end of the oil, which is the time when he is the weakest. A great saint can kill him directly. But there are zero guards in front of him, which cuts off all greed and malice.

In that universe, the trace of the soul of the silver emperor, which is imprinted in the depths of the universe, collapses.

In an instant, the energy within a few million light years of the madness rushed toward this side.

The radiance of the road shines, and countless flowers of the universe containing various laws of the universe emerge, blooming with incomparable light.

"Silver Emperor is falling!!"

"The Silver Emperor was swallowed up by Tiansheng!!"

"The flower of the universe, this is the vision that will be possessed when the emperor is promoted. I did not expect it to appear when the silver emperor fell. It seems that our universe is really disgusted with the silver emperor. It is also a great love for the heavenly sanctuary. ”

"..."

The saints and the great saints watched the flower of the universe appear, and the eyes flashed with a hint of color.

The fallen of the emperor should have the vision of a fallen star and a **** rain. However, although the Silver Emperor is an advanced emperor in the warlock's world, but the soul carries the mark of the ancient Mara universe, this will be so rejected by the warlock world.

The blossoming flower of the universe turned into a stream of light, and it fell into the body of Yang Feng.

The big hole in the heart of Yang Feng, which was shot by the Silver Emperor, began to heal quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the plane of the Cang and the main material plane of the 36th, the golden clouds are rolling and rolling, and a burst of golden rain drops from the golden clouds.

"The golden rain is empty! The silver emperor is smashed!!"

"This is the golden rain! The silver emperor is stunned by the heavens!!"

"It’s not a god, the ninth warlock emperor of our future. It’s really powerful!!”

"This is already the fourth emperor who has fallen into the hands of the gods! He has not yet been promoted to the emperor, he has already surpassed the Lord of the morning!!"

"Silver Emperor Fallen!! That is an emperor! Even in the hands of the Tiansheng, the strength of Tiansheng seems to be comparable to the emperor!!"

"..."

Among the planes of the Cang, the human warlocks were full of excitement and speculation.

The rest of the race was silent, and there was not much racial cheering except for the races that were handed over to the Terran.

"it's time!!"

Within a secret room above the floating continent of the Mozong tree, Riccana opened her eyes and a sacred force wave filled her body.

The golden rain of the millions of kilometers was swept away and turned into a whirlpool, not into the body of Regina.

"The Holy Spirit Warlock! There is another Holy Spirit Warlock!"

"The roots of the War of the Devils have become even stronger!!"

"..."

The forces that watched the battle of the Mozong saw a horrible whirlpool that rose from the rise of the Warlord, and a complex color flashed in everyone's eyes.

Those forces were so eager to kill Lei Jiana directly, but they were afraid of Yang Feng’s fierceness. No one dared to shoot.

A vortex of the stock rises up in the plane of the Cang, and the geniuses who are hidden in the plane of Cang have broken through and advanced into the Holy Spirit Warlock.

The alien emperor is fallen, and the golden rain is empty. This is the best time to be promoted to the Holy Spirit Warlock. At this time, the breakthrough of the promotion of the Holy Spirit Warlock, you can get huge benefits.

A group of golden clouds emerged above Yang Feng, and a large piece of golden rain fell from the sky, spilling on Yang Feng's body, nourishing his physical soul.

A horrible insulting black hole emerges directly, madly swallowing, and the golden clouds in the sky are swallowed directly.

Yang Feng opened his eyes and his incomparable light bloomed in his eyes.

"No chance!"

"Damn, why didn't he go with the silver emperor?"

"..."

Many of the saints and the great saints are flashing with concealed malice, full of disappointment, disappearing from this area.

The radiance of the road shines, and the gods and the saints of the highest parliament of the Terran fly to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng glanced at the void and flashed a touch of coldness: "No one but you, no one has shot. Are they not afraid that after the silver emperor defeats me, will they be annihilated one by one?"

When Yang Feng fought fiercely with the Silver Emperor, some of the strong men had already come to the vicinity, except for the Warlocks of the Supreme Council of the Terran, there was no one to support him, just to stand on the sidelines.

There is a touch of coldness in the eyes of the gods: "They have long been very dissatisfied with the dominance of the human race. I am afraid that you will be with the silver emperor."

Wan Xing Da Sheng brow slightly wrinkled: "The ancient Mara universe has three great eternal people suppressing the world, integrating the power of the entire universe, can send one expeditionary force to expedition our universe. Our universe is a loose sand, the foreground Not good."

The human race dominates the universe and occupies many places in this universe. Many races hope that the Terran can make a difference with the ancient Mara universe. Each of them is saving strength and waiting for the opportunity to rise.

Fengshen Dasheng suddenly asked: "Tiansheng, can you be promoted to the Emperor?"

The eyes of many Terran sorcerers who were present were concentrated on Yang Feng's body.

"You can't advance to the Emperor in a short time!!"

Yang Feng’s eyes showed countless mysterious curses as they looked deep into the universe, observing the slow way in the universe.

After devouring the first true ancestor, as long as the source of life of the first true ancestor refining, Yang Feng has the perfect grasp of the perfect emperor. It is a pity that the silver emperor was born and turned into the emperor in one fell swoop, occupying the only emperor in this era.

The Holy Spirit warlocks of those Terrans have flashed a sorrowful color in many eyes. However, there are also some Holy Spirit warlocks flashing a slap in the eyes.

Yang Feng said faintly: "After ten years, I will create the ninth warlock of the Terran devour in the position of the Cang, and devour the dynasty, the lord of the dynasty, the devouring lord, the power of the human race."

After leaving this sentence, Yang Feng and the huge fleet became directly disappeared into the distance.

"Tiansheng actually wants to create the ninth warlock dynasty!!"

"A decade later, he wants to create the ninth warlock dynasty. Is he crazy? He has not yet been promoted to the emperor! What qualifications are there to create the ninth warlock dynasty?"

"Imperial!! Isn't there an emperor by the side of Tiansheng? With the support of the Emperor, he is naturally qualified to create the ninth warlock dynasty."

"The emperor is not our human race after all!! A warlock supported by a different emperor is on the top of the throne, I am not satisfied!!"

"Even if you don't rely on the alien emperor, the strength of Tiansheng has already been invincible in the world, creating a ninth warlock dynasty, what can't you?"

"Tiansheng is indeed invincible in the world, but after those who are sleeping, the emperor is awakened. He is not the opponent of the emperor. It will only call for a great disaster for our people! When we were founded by the Eight Great Warlocks of the Terran, After countless battles, even the emperor shot, want to destroy the eight warlock dynasties of our Terran. Tiansheng strength is not enough, can not stop the emperor siege how to do?"

"..."

The words of Yang Feng fell into the magic net of the plane of Cang, and they burst into waves. Numerous human warlocks have been talking about it.

If Yang Feng was promoted to the emperor and started the ninth warlock dynasty, then there is no suspense in nature, and everyone hopes that no one can resist this trend.

After all, Yang Feng is only a half-empire, and still a half-step away from the emperor. If there is no support at the side, even a hard-core ally like the gods will not support Yang Feng to create the ninth warlock dynasty.

Once the ninth warlock dynasty of the Terran is truly established, it will surely integrate the resources of the entire Terran, occupying the essence of the warrior world universe, and expanding outward.

There are so many resources in this universe, the human race is much more, and other races naturally take up less.

Once the ninth warlock dynasty of the Terran was established, it would plunder the resources of the entire universe for its own use. Even the emperors who are in the midst of sleep have to intervene.

The eight great warlock emperors of the Terran were fighting against those who were awake. The seven warlock emperors overcame those who were awake and won the title of invincible hegemon. The Lord of the Morning is defeated and can only be forced to retreat to the position of Cang.

Ten years later, the days when Yang Feng created the ninth warlock dynasty will surely attract countless strong people. Even the emperor will wake up and come directly to Yang Feng and zero.

Inside the Warlock World Universe is a mysterious, ancient star hidden in the enchantment.

A group of tall apes, which are more than ten meters tall and surrounded by golden long hair, prayed devoutly before a golden altar.

The head of the Golden Retriever even exudes a semi-imperialist horror.

The golden altar of countless curses shines with golden light. Above it, there is a twisted torrent of water. In the torrent, a black stone egg continues to rise and fall, and a trace of horror and timidity slowly fills out from the black stone egg, suppressing the Quartet. .

From the black stone egg, there is a voice full of majesty: "Tian Sheng, who has not yet promoted the emperor, is about to create the ninth warlock dynasty! It is really arrogant. Ten years, it is enough for me to condense one can be in the world. Walking the body."