Mechanical God Emperor

A series of strange tentacles suddenly emerged from the world, as the tides swept away toward the master of the sorcerer.

A strong man of the Warlock's king level was stabbed by the strange tentacle, and suddenly there were countless weird curses in his body. His eyes lost his light and fell into chaos.

Just for a moment, there are twenty-one warlock kings who are the slaves of the heart of the Holy Spirit.

"Death! Die! Die! Only death is your only destination!!"

A strange roar of screams came from the mountain of God. The white mountain of the mountain trembled constantly, and countless whites were stone collapses. One is up to a kilometer in height, with a small horn on his head, a long silver hair, dark skin, dry muscles, and a demon that reveals numerous biological skulls.

A circle of chaos, evil, strangeness, and horrible fluctuations permeated the body of the demon.

Yang Feng looked at the heart of the big brow furrow, and slowly sighed: "Degenerate, he is completely eroded by the dark forces!"

The more the living body evolves into the back, the more difficult it is to go further.

Some powerful existences have no way to go, and they will carry out various dangerous attempts and transformations. The Heart of the Holy Spirit is obviously trying to introduce a dangerous dark force into the body. As a result, the body and the soul are eroded by the dark power and become this ghost.

The dark power is full of all kinds of negative energy. Except for the existence of the evil demon of the universe, the rest of the powerful people want to truly master the true meaning of the dark power. It is extremely difficult to be truly insane. Erosion becomes such a ghost.

The demon emperor deeply glanced at the heart of the sacred sacred eyes, and a flash of burning flame in his eyes, Shen Sheng: "Yang Feng, how do we join forces to kill him?"

If the heart of the Holy Spirit is full, the Emperor of the Devil and Yang Feng will go hand in hand, and they will only die in vain. However, the Fantasy Great Saint was sealed for countless years, and the strength was not one percent of the total prosperity. And the Fantasy Great Saint was also insane, just relying on instinctive battles and completely lost the fighting consciousness of the Great Holy Class.

Although this kind of illusion is still very dangerous, it has the possibility of being hunted.

Yang Feng deeply looked at the demon emperor and said: "Good! But how do the spoils?"

The demon emperor showed a sly smile: "Of course it is by means!"

In the eyes of Yang Feng, there was a touch of awning, and his mind was moving. There was a whirlpool around his body. The densely-lit stalwart main battle robot suddenly flew out, forming a terrible mechanical army.

The devil's emperor smiled, and there were countless curses on the back. A horrible world filled with dark power and inhabited with countless dark creatures suddenly emerged.

One and the other eroded demons suddenly flew out. After a breath, the throne of the throne of the throne was revealed by the demon emperor.

The illusion of the heart is the horror of the great sacred, even if he is now swearing to fight only the monsters of instinct. However, all kinds of distorted illusory light that is constantly radiating around his body, even if the strongman of the Zhouhai class is swept by the illusory light, will also be excited, and he will not be able to play 30% of his skills.

Only the strongman of the Warlock King can resist the illusory light radiated from the Heart of the Holy Spirit. This is the horror of the great Holy Power.

If the strongman below the Warlock King wants to compete with the great holy power of the Holy Spirit, only to obtain a holy treasure that can gather the strength of all people, and do everything in their power to launch the holy secret treasure. It is possible for power to compete with Him.

"See the host!"

When the demon of the thirteen warlock kings appeared, they bowed respectfully to the demon king.

"Get rid of Him!"

The devil's emperor stared at the heart of the great sacred, flashing a smear of color in his eyes, silently chanting the mantra, and there were countless mysterious black curses on his body.

The thirteen sorcerer's king-level demons also silently recited the mantra, and there are countless mysterious curses on the body, which resonate with the demon emperor.

The devil's emperor pointed out that countless dark forces suddenly condensed in the void, forming a huge gimmick that is as high as 100 meters.

The huge and huge gimmick was made up of countless strange gimmicks, and a trace of dark power spurted out from the singular gimmicks, which formed a strange black armor.

The **** that was shrouded in a layer of black armor suddenly opened the **** pot and screamed at the soul of the sacred sage.

A strong warlock of the Warlock's king level emerged as a layer of spell shields, and then collapsed in an instant, bitten by the strange gimmick, directly swallowed.

The twenty or so warlocks who are manipulated by the illusion of the Holy Spirit are His spears and His shields. Killing them directly will weaken the power of the Holy Spirit.

The power of the demon king is tyrannical, and the same combat experience is also very rich, which is a hit to kill a warlock king.

Yang Feng thought about it, and the dense mechanical army immediately surrounded the two warlock kings who were crazy and killed.

The hundreds of warlock kings who have escaped from the illusory world have also shot and cast all kinds of spells, madly screaming at the dozens of warlock kings who are controlled by the heart of the Holy Spirit.

Here, the warlock king-level powerhouses are each a heart-warming generation, and those who are controlled by the warlock king-level powers will not be merciless.

"Go to death! Go to hell! Go to die!"

The sacred sacred face is chaotic, roaring wildly, and the tentacles that are stabbed above the body of the warlock kings are crazy, and the one who is the king of the warlocks becomes a corpse, all flesh and blood, strength, The soul is turned into his nutrients.

"Let's die together!!"

After the soul of the Holy Spirit absorbed the flesh and blood souls of more than twenty warlock kings, suddenly a strange smile appeared, and a strange black bead appeared in the body, exuding a trace of immortal holy wave, instant bursting Open.

A black light suddenly emerged, turned into a dark cloud that polluted the sky, polluted everything, and eroded everything. In the twinkling of an eye, it swept toward Yang Feng and other warlock kings.

"Blasting! The madman who is eroded by the dark forces can't really look at it with normal thinking!"

Yang Feng's face suddenly changed, and the body appeared a myriad of magical shields. The hand reveals the holy secret treasure [mountain heavy shield],

That King Kong dominated the giant shield, and appeared in front of Yang Feng, opened the defensive enchantment.

The two strongest players, Michelangela and Shiyu, also returned to Yang Feng in an instant, opening a defensive enchantment.

"Damn!"

"How could this be?"

"Bastard!"

"Don't!!"

"..."

Those who are the masters of the Warlocks class did not think that the illusion of the Holy Spirit would blew themselves, and each face changed greatly, and all kinds of protective enchantments were opened in an instant.

The horrible dark storm formed by the illusion of the sacred priest instantly swallowed the masters of the warlock king.

The spell shields of a sorcerer's king-level powerhouse are broken, and the warlock's king-level powerhouses are all swallowed by the horrible black light.

The defensive enchantment that King Kong dominated and opened was also shredded by the horrible black light. The giant shield in his hand shattered, and the whole body collapsed and collapsed.

When the darkness completely disappeared, the King Kong ruler only had one head and half body left. There were cracks everywhere on the body, and a trace of black light emerged from his body.

Under the guardianship of King Kong, Yang Feng, Michelangela, and Shi Yu were only the torn of the spell shield, and were eroded by the endless black light.

"Who am I? I am a great heart! No, I am Yang Feng!! I am Yang Feng!"

Yang Feng was only suddenly disturbed by the black gas, and he immediately recovered to wake up. He felt that after a while, he was afraid: "This is soul pollution!! If the strength is not enough, or it is badly damaged, it will be polluted, assimilated, self-aware. Crash and become a replica of the Great Heart."

Yang Feng glanced at the two women, Michelangela and Shi Yu, and saw that they were very relaxed and removed the strange black air.

“It’s the most powerful difference between heaven and earth!”

Yang Feng’s mouth was slightly raised, revealing a smile, his eyes swept toward the surroundings, and suddenly his eyes flashed a dignified color.

I saw that hundreds of warlock kings from different powerful forces actually fell to the ground with eighty percent. They were all black and violent, and they were struggling with pain and their faces were twisted to the extreme.

"[Time Tree]!"

Yang Feng's gaze narrowed slightly, and locked the existence of the "Tree of Time". His body shape shook and turned into a streamer, flew to the side of the tree that was blown to the side, but was not damaged.

In an instant, Yang Feng appeared in front of the [Time Tree] and reached out to the [Tree of Time].

"Yang Feng, it really is you! Only you are my opponent!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded behind Yang Feng, a magic hand with the power of horror and darkness with a hegemonic momentum to stab the heart of Yang Feng.

A kind of creepy danger premonition comes to mind, and Yang Feng can be sure that if he insists on robbing the [Time Tree], he will definitely be through the heart of the strange magic hand.

In the midst of that glory, Yang Feng’s heart is extremely cold, and the madness of the operation is eternal and invincible. The ring of the world’s world is crazy to extract the power of the world, and it is directly turned back. It is a fist to engulf the big day, the broken star, the door of space. The esoteric transformation formed by the evolution of the righteousness is madly rushing toward the demon emperor. (To be continued~^~)