Mechanical God Emperor

Ou Sheng’s words just fell, Yang Feng took a step forward, crossed the limit of one kilometer, and staggered toward the limit of 900 meters.

When Ou Sheng saw this scene, his eyes were protruding. Some screams shouted: "How is this possible? How could he beat his replica so fast!!"

Ou Sheng has been in the forefront of this reflection for three hundred years. In these three hundred years, he almost always fights against his own replica, and his strength is leaps and bounds, but he can't go any further. Yang Feng actually defeated his replica so quickly, which is simply a bad day.

Wei Yang smiled bitterly, and his eyes flashed a touch of envy, slowly saying: "The son of the universe can't be treated with common sense!"

In the beautiful scenery of Luo Wei, there is also a glimpse of the color of the sigh, sighing: "This is too fast!"

If Yang Feng stayed here for a year or two and then broke through, Ou Sheng and the three of them can understand. But just less than a day, it has already broken through the kilometer limit, which is simply a bad day.

Of course, this is also related to the horrible computing power of the six-level intelligent light brain network in Yang Feng.

The strongest of the great holy class can make a powerful spell.

The human warlock's mysterious mysterious, incredibly powerful secrets, many of which are derived from high-level warlocks. Those who are great sacred are more like omniscient and omnipotent.

Any one of the great holy powers descends on the planet like the earth, and it is easy to become the only **** of omnipotence and omnipotence, and easily grasp the size of the whole planet. The almost omnipotent ability is to rely on their horrible computing power.

Yang Feng has a six-level intelligent light brain network with great sacred level, which is equivalent to a strong sacred person who is constantly analyzing various rules for him. His progress is naturally terrifying.

To know that even in the era of the Eight Great Warlocks, the emperors and emperors of the Warlocks did not have a great sanctuary to accompany them, and to analyze the rules for them day and night.

The strongest of the great holy class is the top powerhouse in the bustling eight warlock era. The sorcerer emperors of the Terran also respected their own great sacred ministers and regarded them as their own right arm.

Those who are great sacred are naturally far from the opponents of the eight great warlock emperors, but as long as they prepare some special secret treasures, they can barely get away from the eight warlock emperors.

Among the eight great warlock emperors, only the Lord of the Shacks became crazy after the old age, and transformed the five great saints who followed them into a living ape.

The people of the great tribes of the dynasty dynasty also separated from the dynasty dynasty because of this. Let the whole 傀儡 傀儡 dynasty power decline, leaving only the Lord of the Skull and his [living 傀儡] army. It didn't take long for the death of the Lord of the Skull.

Yang Feng has quite a part of the consciousness of the great holy class, and naturally progresses rapidly.

When Yang Feng came to the 900-meter boundary line, he stopped. In the space of the illusion, suddenly there is one more person, which is another copy of Yang Feng.

That Yang Feng’s replica body was surrounded by a terrifyingly distorted space, staring at Yang Feng indifferently, waving at Yang Feng.

In front of Yang Feng’s body, there was a terrible space crack, and Yang Feng’s deity was broken into two pieces.

"The Blade of Space!"

Yang Feng's face changed greatly, his function was eternal and inexhaustible, his body recovered quickly, and suddenly violently attacked and madly attacked his own replica.

The copy of Yang Feng’s eyes was cold and the space was running. Within the radius of his body, the space was completely distorted.

Yang Feng's various attacks are in the distorted space, and they are all directed into an unknown mysterious space.

A strange and mysterious blade of space came from all directions, squatting on the body of Yang Feng, and pulling out numerous cracks in his body.

Yang Feng has been running forever and indestructively, launching time and meaning, the body is surrounded by a layer of time torrents, the speed has increased by more than ten times, but still in the strange space attack, scarred.

Yang Feng’s body has countless scars on his body, and a large piece of blood spilled from his body, and at that moment, he recovered his fascination.

After Yang Feng opened his eyes, his eyes filled with joyful colors: "This is the way to raise the space to the limit. This is also the road to transform the immortal body into a space of immortality. The wall of the reflection, it really is not The relics of the Eternal are really amazing."

The copy of Yang Feng in the illusion space is the existence of the space ambition to the limit. His control over the space is more than ten times that of Yang Feng's deity. If Yang Feng wants to deduct space for the future, there will be no more confusion about the way forward.

Yang Feng just sat on the ground like that, and his eyes showed countless mysterious curses. The intelligent light brain of the great holy level in his body also runs wildly, deducing the mystery of the space.

Although Yang Feng was able to use space for his righteousness before, the mastery of the space is very shallow. And there is no strong man who is proficient in space. Now the replica in the wall of the mirror is quite the best teacher of Yang Feng, he is naturally excited.

The wall of the reflection is in fact one of the most important foundations of the taboo dynasty, and it is not open to the outside world. Yang Feng was one of the most intimate ally of the taboo dynasty, and this was the chance to enter the wall of this mirror.

The eternal ruins of the mysterious people and the ruins of the warlock emperors formed the foundations of the six great emperors, and the masters of them were endless, with no risk of breaking the generation.

The space is very mysterious, and Yang Feng is in front of the wall of the reflection, sitting for half a year.

After half a year.

Numerous curses in Yang Feng’s eyes disappeared, and they recovered their looks. They stood up and communicated with each other.

"finally come!!"

"Yang Feng finally started to challenge!!"

"I bet he will definitely fail this time!"

"I also bet he failed!"

"..."

When Yang Feng moved, the warlock kings in the wall of the mirror were all excited, and all the eyes were concentrated on Yang Feng.

The mirror wall will emit a pure and incomparable creature magic energy, which is good for the souls and souls of the warlock kings, so they will gather here and will not leave easily.

An important reason why the number of warlock kings of the six warlock dynasties who walked outside was extremely rare was that the top powers of the six warlock dynasties were practicing in a secret like the wall of the mirror. If it is not a last resort, there will be few strong people who leave their cultivation.

Those who are the masters of the Warlock and the Holy Spirit Warlocks are retreating and studying the mystery. They have passed like centuries and thousands of years. If the non-cosmic catastrophe has arrived, these powerful people will not easily appear in the eyes of everyone.

The era when the Eight Great Warlocks of the Terran was born, the reason why the genius is like a cloud, the strong is like a rain. The old monsters constantly appear, because those who are fascinating in the world have been born, and they are vying for the opportunity to become the Holy Spirit Warlock and the Warlock Emperor.

The rest of the era is relatively calm, because the strong men above the Warlock King are hiding in a secret environment, and are not willing to participate in the outside.

After a quarter of an hour, Yang Feng’s body was filled with countless wounds, blood splashing and spilling the earth.

"Failed!"

"Sure enough!!"

"In half a year, how can it be so easy to break through!"

"..."

The warlock kings stared at Yang Feng, and they all flashed a sorrowful color in their eyes.

In the eyes of the many warlocks of the Warlocks, a series of distorted spaces emerged around Yang Feng's body, as if torn the door to the space of the outside world.

Numerous mysterious space mantras suddenly emerged, inscribed in Yang Feng's body.

The countless wounds healed completely in an instant.

Yang Feng stepped over the boundary of the 900 meters and walked toward the limit of 800 meters.

"Breakthrough!!"

"He broke through!!"

"He has mastered the space, it is a terrible guy!!"

"..."

The warlock kings shouted in the blink of an eye.

Among the sorcerers of the taboo dynasty, the semi-class-level powerhouse who can break through the 900-meter limit has not been degraded, and has not stopped practicing. Basically, it has been promoted to become the horror of the Holy Spirit Warlock series.

The 900-meter limit was also called the boundary of the Holy One, which blocked the innumerable arrogance of the taboo dynasty. Now Yang Feng has broken through the boundaries of the Holy One, which means that Yang Feng has no suspense to promote the Holy Spirit Warlock in the future.

Each of the Holy Spirit Warlocks is a patron saint of a race. The strongest of the sixty-seven warlock kings here are the geniuses of the taboo dynasty, but there is no one who can steadily advance to the Holy Spirit Warlock. Ou Sheng is only the biggest possibility to be promoted to the Holy Spirit Warlock.

Ou Sheng stared at Yang Feng, and he also showed a hint of helplessness: "Man and people really can't compare!"

Wei Yang also looked at the complicated bitter smile: "The son of the universe, nature is not the existence that we mortals can compare."

Yang Feng stopped at the limit of 800 meters. In the illusion, there was a copy of Yang Feng, which was surrounded by a long river of time and filled with time.

"Time is righteous! This time the opponent is a replica of time and righteousness! It's great!"

When Yang Feng saw the time replica of the time that enveloped the time, his eyes showed a hint of excitement.

Yang Feng, who is proficient in time and righteousness, was the first time he met. Such an opponent is also his best teacher.

Yang Feng took a step forward, and his body was surrounded by a long river of time. The time flow rate was ten times faster, and he flew directly toward his replica. (To be continued~^~)