Mechanical God Emperor

The moon demon master was shocked, but he did not move any teeth. He is clever, and it is very clear that in the face of the horrible existence of Yang Feng, he has no chance at all. Rebellion is only a dead end.

Yang Feng said faintly: "I have a life and death imprint on you. I don't get my antidote every year. I will be unhappy and become a madman. If you want to try the life and death, you can find someone to help you. But If you touch the seal of life and death, then you will definitely die."

The moon demon Lord’s body trembled slightly, and the eyes flashed a touch of fear, but more and more respectful: “Yes! Your subordinates are loyal to their ancestors and will never let your ancestors disappoint.”

Yang Feng turned to the martial arts masters who came forward constantly, faintly said: "Well, my ancestors are not familiar with these people, you come to explain to the ancestors. I also need to collect some minions." Convenience."

This small world has been discovered by Shi Xue long before it was known for many thousand years. During that long period of time, it is highly probable that other strong people will come to the world.

Yang Feng wants to create a force, act as his own minion, explore the news, and look for traces that may exist.

If it is not good, Yang Feng can also abandon the Wanmao Palace like a gecko. Anyway, such a force can create one with his strength.

The Moon Devils said: "Yes, ancestors! That is the famous six masters of Qingshan, the famous masters of the black. The six of them have said nothing, they will kill all the 138 of the Qingmei Villa. Each of them is a top-ranking master on the rivers and lakes. The six players can join hands and kill the masters."

The Qingshan Six Devils shouted on the ground and shouted: "I will wait for the Devil to work, and also invite the Devil to take it!"

"I see that your six wastes are not pleasing to the eye, die!"

Yang Feng glanced at the Qingshan Six Devils, grabbed them, grabbed a handful of sandstone, and waved at random.

That piece of sandstone, a moment, will cover the six mountains of the green mountains, and the six mountains of the green mountains will be directly smashed into pieces, turned into a blood fog, scattered around the earth.

That month, the demon Lord’s body trembled a little, looking at the position of the Qingshan Six Devils, it was fear, and it was fortunate: “It’s so strong! It’s not strong!!”

Every one of the Castle Peaks and Six Devils is not the opponent of the Moon and the Lord, but the six players can join hands. Even the Moon and the Lord may not be able to win the Six Devils.

Now Yang Feng waved his hand, and the famous Qingshan Six Devils on the rivers and lakes became a piece of debris. This kind of fierceness is simply against the sky.

The moon demon master pointed to Li Wujian, and his eyes flashed with endless malice: "The one is the first swordsman in the Northern Zhou Dynasty martial arts, the Wu Jianjian, the light sword, the first sword in the world. Once, one person and one sword went alone to the nest of the 72 steals of Mobei, and one person killed all the 72 steals of the desert."

In the view of the Lord of the Devils in the month, since Yang Feng has been a ancestors, it is naturally the enemy of the world. He took the lead in introducing Li Wujian, who wanted to kill people by knife and kill Li Wujian.

"Devil, please advise!"

Li Wujian reached out and grabbed it. The internal force stirred up. Not far away, the swords of the dozens of swordsmen’s waist suddenly came out and they flew out and flew directly toward him. He reached out and grabbed a steel sword in his hand, and the other long swords pierced into the ground.

As a top swordsman, Li Wujian knows that there is no sword in his hand and a sword in his heart, which is far less than a sword in his hand. He did not practice cross-cultivation of martial arts and dealt with such top powers as Yang Feng. Naturally, he did not dare to have the slightest care.

"Mr. Mazu, do you come from outside the sky?"

The spiritual empty man took a step in Wu Lingkong, and the whole person seemed to be completely integrated with the environment. The ethereal eyes were filled with curiosity about the world, and there was no fear of Yang Feng.

Yang Feng pointed to a bomb, and a terrible air shock wave went as usual to Li Wujian and Wu Lingkong.

Li Wujian's face changed greatly, the internal force surged, the surrounding leaves fluttered, and he stabbed his most powerful sword. The 30-centimeter sword mans ejected from the steel sword and spurred toward the void.

Under the oppression of Yang Feng, the magic ancestor, Li Wujian finally made a breakthrough again, breaking through his own limit and stabbing the peak and sword.

boom!

In the sound of the crisp sound, Li Wujian's hand in the steel sword was broken, and the whole person fell to the ground like a smash, and spewed a large mouth of blood, and his eyes flashed a desperate color.

"Defect!! The peerless swordsman like Li Wujian has lost in his hands. This demon is not a man!!"

"It's too strong. What kind of martial arts is this martial arts practiced, how can it be so strong?"

"This ancestor is not a human, it is a demon who climbs out of hell."

"..."

The martial arts masters around him saw this scene, and the heart was cold and the body shivered, and the eyes were full of fear.

The first flower of the Wanhua Palace, the purple flower and the pretty face became pale, and the delicate body trembled with fear. She was the first to see such a horrible and desperate strong man: "How can this person be so powerful? No, how come there are so powerful people!!"

"Devil ancestors, offended!"

Wu Lingkong sighed slightly, as if into the environment, stepping forward one step forward, with a residual shadow flying toward Yang Feng.

Yang Feng’s gaze moved to the beautiful swordsman of the Wanhua Palace, revealing a satisfied smile: “Yes, it’s really beautiful people, just don’t know what their qualifications are.”

Yang Feng pointed to a bomb, an air shock wave instantly blasted on the body of Wu Lingkong, directly blasted the Wuling air, spurting blood, like a smash, generally fell on the ground, like gold paper, constantly coughing blood .

Those martial arts masters stunned and watched the big masters of one of the three holy places of martial arts, like the dead dogs, being thrown by Yang Feng.

Yang Feng took a step forward and instantly disappeared from the eyes of the martial arts master. Then, if the ghosts were in general, the Turkic appeared in front of the crape myrtle, and reached out and pressed it on the head of the crape myrtle.

The first time, the crape myrtle was so light and thin by the man that I wanted to resist, but the body was too scared to move, as if the mouse saw the cat, and did not dare to move.

Yang Feng suddenly had a bright eye, and his eyes flashed a touch of joy, revealing a smile: "The level 7 superior soul qualification is really outstanding! You have a relationship with me. From today, you are one of my apprentices. I will teach You have no secrets, break the limits of the human body, step on the warlock..., no, it is the road to a long life."

In the warlock's world, the five-level soul qualification is already excellent, the sixth-level soul qualification is genius, and the seven-level soul qualification is the genius among the genius.

The genius of shaking a river and moon without a fairy, their soul qualifications are originally only seven grades.

Lagerstroemia has a superior level of soul qualification of 7th level. If it is in the position of Cang, no matter which Warlock Group knows, it will fight for her.

How cleverly the crape myrtle flower, squatting on the ground, and bowing to Yang Feng Yingying: "Appreciation of Qinghe Ziwei has seen the master!"

The moon demon lord stared at the crape myrtle flower, and the eyes flashed with a sly color: "Damn, why is she, not me? Why doesn't he accept me as a disciple?"

Yang Feng took out a piece of medium magic stone and shredded it. He took a finger and clicked on the eyebrow of the crape myrtle flower. A powerful bio-devil could pour into the body of Qinghe Lager, under his guidance, opened her. A treasure trove of secrets in the body.

Qinghe Ziwei breathe into the realm of the great master, the internal force of the body tumbling, and became a strong master of the ranks.

A terrible horror-level master class atmosphere emerged from the Qinghe Ziwei Jiaozuo, suppressing the Quartet.

Li Wujian numbs blood while licking Qinghe Ziwei, his eyes are full of shocking colors: "The Grand Master... Who is this ancestors? What martial arts is it? How can it make people become masters?"

This time, Li Wujian, the great master of the battle, wanted to use that tremendous pressure in the actual situation and let him break through and become a master.

That Qinghe Ziwei's strength was originally a lot worse than Li Wujian, but now it has become a strong master of the great master, it is simply against the sky.

Wu Lingkong coughed up blood, and his eyes flashed a stunned look: "The Grand Master, a great means!"

The strong masters of the Grand Masters are already at the top of the empire in this week's empire. On top of this, there are only seven great sacred priests.

Each of the seven great Wushens is a strong man who sees the dragon without seeing the tail, or a high-ranking national teacher. The martial arts master who walks easily on the rivers and lakes is the great master.

Yang Feng swept the sedan chair and said: "The owner of the Wanhua Palace, let the ancestors come out!"

"Yes! Devils!"

A nice voice came from the sedan chair, a perfect jade hand opened the pearl curtain, a silver palace dress, long hair shawl, perfect body, as if beautiful incarnation, mixed The girl's pure, mature woman's charming and sexy, beautiful to the extreme, temperament dust, any man who sees her will be attracted to her peerless beauty with a touch of fragrance, with elegant, perfect manner, from the sedan chair Slowly out.

The Qinghe Lagerstroemia is already a beautiful woman, but it is like a safflower-like green leaf, and it is unremarkable. She stood beside the main palace of the Wanhua Palace. All the brilliance was taken away by the owner of the Wanhua Palace. All eyes would fall on the main body of the Wanhua Palace, not the Qinghe Ziwei.

In the surrounding martial arts masters, many people who saw the palace of Wanhua Palace couldn't help but **** a cold air, and there was a hint of admiration in their eyes. (To be continued~^~)