Mechanical God Emperor

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Russian dosena looked at the stunned color of the 13th scorpion around Yang Feng: "The saint, a saint is actually his servant, what is his origin?"

The Duke of Amman stared at A13, stunned, and his eyes flashed with an incredible color: "The Holy One, he turned out to be a saint. How can a saint be willing to be a servant of a dude? What is that person?" origin?"

The Holy Spirit Warlock is a patron saint in any world, and the horror of the giant level exists. Such a peerless powerhouse is willing to become a servant of Yang Feng, and it is almost shocking to hear the extreme.

A fifteen eyes in the eyes flashed, step forward, swipe a knife, a smashing knife slashing the sky, running through the Milky Way, to the ten warriors of the Taiyuan Star Guards .

"stop!!"

The horror of a tragic power of the Holy Spirit Warlock came from afar. A giant spur, full of spurs, smashed the sky with the giant hand of the Holy Spirit, and grabbed the knives.

The one that was thrown out by A thirteen smashed the giant spur of the spurs, and the remaining knives were madly smashed, and the two warlock kings were easily annihilated.

The surviving eight warlocks of the king's ranks are as gray as they are, and each uses their secrets to escape to the distance.

In the eyes of A, the fierce glare flashed, and the sword was vain, as if in the void.

In a flash, a man who is escaping from the warlock's king level is divided into two parts, the soul is broken, and the vitality is extinguished.

"Hello, you dare to kill people on the Taiyuan Star. Do you want to be suppressed?"

A face is full of ghosts, with the petals of chrysanthemum petals, three cows on the head, the horns, the body covered in a layer of black twisted breath, the height of a hundred meters of terror troll step out, the eyes of the four Shot, looking to this side.

In the beauty of Otto Senna, there was a faint color of fear: "The Holy One, the Holy One of the Taiyuan Star finally came out."

The Duke of Amman stared at Yang Feng and his party in a row, and there was a touch of pleasure in his eyes: "We have a saint in Taiyuan, and you are dead!"

"Tiansheng, you are heaven!!"

The horror troll who was 100 meters tall had just dropped his voice, and the aftermath of his eyes was swept away on Yang Feng’s body, and suddenly his face turned loud and shouted.

Within a day of the Holy Day, the suppression of Ansha Luoxing, the nearly ten Holy Spirit Warlocks of Ansha Luoxing were killed and sealed, and they were extremely murderous to the extreme. Be aware that in the Taiyuan Starfield, in addition to the natural sorcerer, the Holy Spirit Warlocks rarely fall into the hands of others.

The entire Taiyuan star field has spread the fierce name of Yang Feng. The horrible troll naturally knows that Yang Feng is a fierce sinister, and the horror of the demon is not blinking.

"Who do you want to be suppressed? Is it you?"

Yang Feng, who had only distributed the vitality field of the Yuehua Warlocks, had a terror of the late sorcerer's sorcerer, such as the fierce beast that had existed since the early days, and slowly opened his eyes. , staring coldly at his prey.

A golden giant palm that seems to obscure the sky and suppresses the nine days and ten places suddenly emerges from the void, containing the immortal Holy Power to the troll of the Holy Spirit Warlock.

The troll of the Holy Spirit Warlock's level changed dramatically, and roared, waving a huge incomparable tomahawk toward the golden giant palm in the sky.

Bang! !

In the sound of the horror of the world, the troll of the Holy Spirit Warlock fell from the sky and slammed into the earth, like a meteor falling into the ground, knocking out a terrible hole.

The Duke of Amman was stunned, his eyes flashed a stun, and his body shivered: "The Holy One, he is also a saint, and it is strong! It is too strong. Also, only one saint can make another saint willingly His servant."

There was a glimmer of shock in the beauty of Otto Senna, and he could hardly believe his eyes: "The Holy One, he is also a saint."

"Tiansheng!!"

"That is heaven!! How did He come?"

"Tiansheng, that one is the one who suppressed the Tiansheng of Ansha Luoxing!!"

"..."

The power fluctuations of the horror of the Holy Spirit Warlock series rose from the Taiyuan Star. The horror of the Holy Spirit Warlock series peeped through the various spells to see what happened here.

Yang Feng felt the horrible power of the Holy Power, and his eyes flashed a dignified color: "Thirty-something Holy Spirit Warlocks, Taiyuan Star is not the central star field in this star field, really lying Tiger Hidden Dragon."

Before the two universes swallowed each other, the number of Holy Spirit warlocks in the entire human world was less than thirty. In that area, a Taiyuan star has thirty Holy Spirit warlocks, and the power possessed by a Taiyuan star is enough to become a pivotal terrorist force in the warlock world.

Bang!

The earth suddenly burst open, and the troll saint who was bombarded into the ground flew out of the earth, standing quietly in the distance, staring at Yang Feng, his eyes filled with jealous colors.

Just now, Yang Feng immediately slammed it, only to cause a slight injury to the troll saint. A breathing time, the minor injury on the troll saint has been restored. Even so, the troll saint is more able to feel the horror of Yang Feng.

The troll saint stared at Yang Feng, and he couldn’t even release it. He instinctively felt the horrible killing hidden from Yang Feng, and if he had a little nonsense, there was a danger of corruption.

"Ten Sheng adults, you are coming to visit, there is a far-reaching welcome, but also forgiveness."

There was a hint of gloom in the void, and the ringing sound came out of the void and bowed to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng underestimated the Duke of Amman with a faint sigh: "This ant sinned me, I want him to die!"

The Duke of Amman turned pale and shouted: "Adult! I don't. It's this holy saint who murders in our ducal house."

"Tian Sheng, it is really a big sigh. It is a murderous murder in our Taiyuan Star, destroying the rules of my Taiyuan Star. It is really overbearing to kill a king of our Taiyuan Star."

A body covered with a layer of gold exoskeleton armor, with a long green hair, tall and tall, handsome young man from the void, exudes the horror of the Holy Spirit Warlock peak.

Russian dosena has a pretty face and voices to Yang Feng: "The Golden Bone Son, He is the peerless genius among the three bones of our three great emperors, the Golden Bone. Excellent peerless arrogance."

The three great emperors of Taiyuan Star are Yunlong, Yinyao, and Jingu.

The Jingu people are born with the essence of the bones. The bones contain mysterious power, attack and defense, and the defensive power is the best of the three great tribes.

In the eyes of Yang Feng, the fierce screams flashed coldly: "How come you don't accept it?"

In the eyes of the golden bones, the murderous flashes of the sorrowful voice: "You, this kind of human cockroach, dare to talk to me like this, want to die? This is Taiyuanxing, but it is not where you can scatter wild. Now, you give I kneel down and swear as my slave, I will give you a way to live. Otherwise, today is your jealous day!"

"Then you will die!!"

Yang Feng’s eyes flashed in the eyes, and a body appeared in the body, and the [Qingyang Temple] appeared in his hands.

The "Zhuzhuzhu" suddenly emerged, and countless mysterious curses were poured out in the "Zhuzhuzhu". A time torrent of water sprang from the "Zhuzhuzhu" and directed a direct brush to the golden bone saint. .

At that time, under the scouring of the light torrent, the golden bone saint was in a slow time flow around the whole body, and even the thinking became slower, slowing down more than ten times.

The soul of the Holy Spirit Warlock has been brought with a trace of immortality. No matter what time, the mystery and the secret law can hardly rest their time. But time can also make their thinking, body, and strength flow slow.

A round of blue-eyed mans rips the sky, and squats toward the golden bones.

"stop!!"

From afar, a horrible voice came, and the horror of a great holy series broke out. A huge golden bone hand rips the sky, containing the bones of the righteousness, directly suppressing Yang Feng.

A dozen of eyes flashed a slap in the eye, suddenly bursting out, a knife smashed out, tearing the sky, toward the golden bones,

Bang! !

The sound of a terrifying horror, which suddenly shook the earth, suddenly broke out. The golden bones were hardly smashed by the thirteenth.

The thirteenth thunder was also shaken by the great throne of the Holy Ghost, and spewed a large mouth of holy blood.

The golden bone saint also felt the danger of death, the fierce glare in the eyes, the golden exoskeleton squirming, forming a golden bone shield, blocking in front of him.

The blue crimson thorns on the golden bone shield, and after making a burst of harsh sound, the golden bone shield is broken into two pieces, and the golden bone saint is directly split into two.

A round of swallowing black holes suddenly emerged, swallowing the golden bones directly, and madly swallowing the power of the life of the golden bones.

The golden bones were swallowed up, and numerous golden bones emerged, forming a golden ball, which resisted the power of Yang Feng's devouring. Even though there is still a trace of life's origins, it is hard to resist the power of Yang Feng's devouring.

Yang Feng smiled and praised: "Interesting, I can resist my power of engulfing. It seems that this Golden Bone has some doorways, and it is one of the emperors."

The troll saint saw this scene and took a breath of cold air. His heart was cold and cold: "It’s too ferocious. This human race, even the golden bones are swallowed, it’s too ferocious.”