Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

Boom!

The Titan puppet's iron fist fell and the old man's head exploded like a watermelon.

Without resurrection, the heavy punch from the Titan puppet contained a powerful destructive force that directly destroyed all his life chances.

After completing this deadly blow, Ye Feng Cold couldn't even sit down.

The battle just now was so dangerous, a little poorer, it was over.

Ultimately victory depends on the strength of the Titan puppet, as well as its own element of immortality.

“Well, this old thing is finally dead.” Likewise, he has experienced battle often and without such a sober awareness as Ye Feng Cold, because in his eyes, the ten rings are imperial, and so is Titan, and the ten rings are generally weak imperial, but Titan is an intelligent Titan reinforced by Su Shen's sealing law, so it is only natural for him to win on his side.

He did not know that because of the different ways of fighting, the combined strength may indeed be stronger on their side, but they did fight. If it was not Ye Feng Cold here, they would have died.

Ye Feng was too lazy to explain this to him, but often said something: “What was the method you used? It looks so novel, even ten rings of archaeologists can control it. ”

“Temporarily.” Ye Fenglian replied.

“That's enough, you're saying, what is the means to exchange codes with contributions?” Ask often and excitedly.

Ye Feng crooked his head and shook his head: “Not yet. ”

“Why?” often and irrevocably.

Ye Feng gave him a punch: “Where's all that nonsense? Get up and do your business. ”

He stood up and walked toward the feather god's magic cannon.

“Anything else?” Ask often.

“Of course it was fired.” Ye Feng Cold stood beside the cannon, touching the cannon lane, his eyes everywhere, was the battlefield of the flaming smoke.

At this point in the battlefield, blood has bloodshed and people are rolling.

Both sides are struggling to kill, and the main point of contention is in the 3rd line defensive circle.

Defensive shields are bright and dark, constantly providing protection to the Yu clan. Ninety-nine orchestral towers have actually fallen three. I don't know which team did it. The whole Yu clan defense line faces a huge test, and it can be said that failure is almost inevitable.

But before it really collapsed, people were still paying a huge price for their lives.

“How does this thing work?” Ask often and touch the barrel.

“See that charm tray up there? Rotate it to adjust direction. There's a button over there with a scale on it. After pressing it, you can adjust the intensity. The higher the scale, the greater the intensity.” Ye Feng said.

“How do you know?” Frequently and bizarrely.

“The lord told me before he came, don't ask him how he knew. ”

Frequent and sudden enlightenment: “Isn't this the task entrusted to you by the Lord? You didn't even tell me. ”

“Cut the crap and go control the strength button!” Ye Fenglian has ordered: “Mountain, go and guard the door. ”

The Titan puppet nodded his head and walked toward the door.

Frequently and has run to the strength control button, Ye Fenglian has started to rotate the cannon port, and the alignment is certainly in the direction of the arc tower.

“Intensity twenty, ready to start.” Ye Feng's cold has gone.

“So low?” I often looked at the intensity table, the highest is certainly one hundred and eighty, and the intensity standard of Ye Feng Cold is somewhat lower.

“You don't know shit.” Ye Feng Cold Lane: “The frequency and intensity of the attack of the Yushen Magic Cannon is directly related. The lower the intensity, the faster the attack. There's no need for great power against the Tower of Art. Twenty is strong enough. Launch!”

“Understood!” and pressed frequently.

At the Palace of Eternal Daylight, the lights glistened.

It's not as strong as it used to be, and the 20-degree intensity seems a bit ordinary, but even so, striking an orchestral tower still ignites the sky.

Most importantly, the psychological impact of this cannon is enormous.

The Feather Demon Cannon fired on his own people?

Faced with this scene, all the feathers were foolish and there was a cheer in the crowd.

“Retrieve the Magic Cannon!” A feather battle will roar wildly, and a large number of feather soldiers will rush wildly to the Eternal Day Palace.

At this time, Ye Feng Cold and Changhe are still studying the attack intensity of the Feather Magic Cannon.

Seeing the aortic tower was just shaking, but it didn't fall, Ye Feng Cold frowned: “Strength 40, come again! ”

“Okay!” Press the button often and happily.

The next moment, another loud thunderbolt came out.

This time, the thunder columns were some powerful, rushed onto an orchestral tower, directly bombarded the orchestral tower into powder, huge energy impact formed a lightning shock wave, killed the surrounding feather soldiers as many as possible, and the building was levelled.

Ye Feng shouted: “Is the forty strong enough? ”

“That…” often and suddenly.

“What?”

Answer often and embarrassingly: “I was a little overexcited, and the intensity went up to eighty. ”

Oh, fuck!

Ye Feng glanced at him.

Re-examined the distance, Ye Feng Cold Lane: “Strength 55, activate! ”

“Can't press.” Answered often with a grieving face.

Ye Feng's head didn't return either: “Is there a red light around the button? ”

“Yes.”

“That's an overload and you have to wait for all the red lights to go out before you can start. The stronger the red light, the longer it takes to turn it off. ”

Often and helplessly wait for the lights to go out.

High-intensity bombardment is addictive, but the interval is a bit slow, so no wonder Ye Feng Cold has to calculate it carefully.

Fortunately, the intensity at eighty degrees is normal, the waiting time is not long, and soon all the red lights will go out. Press the intensity control button often and again, this time he does not exceed the standard.

The 55-degree intensity thunderbolt rushed out and hit another tower, which finally slowly collapsed after another burst of intense light.

“Just the right strength.” Ye Feng Cold smiled satisfactorily.

Precise strength control is the key to the use of the Feather Magic Gun. The more accurate the control, the more effective the Feather Magic Gun will be.

Of course, it's also a common goal to deal with the Tower of Oracle, and if it's a wild animal, it's simple, just turn on the maximum power bombardment, like a 20-degree attack, and a thousand bombardments won't be better than a full power bombardment.

The 55th waiting time is not long, so often and with Ye Fenglian, he operates the Yushen Magic Cannon to target the Oracle Tower continuous attack.

One tower after another collapsed, and the shield began to weaken. Some defensive areas are more directly ruptured.

The fact that the Feather Cannon Changer and Defensive Shield are falling apart is even more devastating to the Feathers.

Although the first wave of feather soldiers had rushed into the vicinity of the feather cannon, the Titan puppet had become an insurmountable obstacle for them. Feather soldiers were almost moth-fired into the Titan puppet line in exchange for a dead end.

Outside is a Titan puppet exterminating the fly, inside Ye Feng cold and frequent and fast fire, not having fun.

“Interesting! It's fun!” Always laughing with haha.

Just a moment later, Yu Shen demonic artillery bombarded more than a dozen towers. Looking at this, it won't take long to dismantle all 99 towers.

But at this point, Ye Feng Cold stopped and turned: "Well, stop playing with the O.R. Tower. ”

“Ah, why? The shield hasn't been completely destroyed?” Often and inexplicably.

“What the master wants is a full Sky City, not a smashed Sky City.” Ye Fenglian replied: "It's not easy to build an auscult tower. In order for our fellow citizens to be spared death and injury, we must destroy parts and help them come in. When they get in, we'll have to protect the Tower. ”

“So that's it.” Frequently and understandably.

Sky City shields have begun to break loose, and the Brothers of the Nation are killing in through the loopholes.

Before entering, their goal was sabotage.

Once in, their goal is to protect.

So from now on, Ye Fenglian will no longer attack the Aurora Tower.

“So who do we hit? ”

“Of course it's those feathers.” Ye Feng coldly laughed: “Don't you think artillery bombardment of flies is more interesting? ”

And he beamed, and he laughed, “That's good. That's good. That's the most interesting thing about artillery shelling these fly mosquitoes. How strong is it this time? ”

“Strength five, let's give him a streak first. ”

“Okay! ”

As Ye Fengxian pointed the gun's mouth at the feather clan on the front line, the Feather Magic Gun began firing lightning.

Because of its strength of only five, the Feather Magic Cannon did not even turn on a red light.

Changhe's little finger pushed on the button like a cramp, a beam of light continued to eject from the gun mouth, Ye Feng Cold kept spinning the gun mouth, it felt like playing the game of robbing the beach landing, one feather family was shot like this, some low-strength feathers died on the spot. The lightning is even more so because it connects to a line and sweeps it away in the air.

However, due to their low intensity, these lights are basically single-line attacks, so they look lively and actually have limited killing power.

So Ye Feng coldly shook his head: “No, strength 10. ”

“Understood!” often increases the intensity to 10.

This time, there is a lot more power, there is still no red light, just that the lightning no longer connects to the line, but flies out one by one, hitting the target with a scattering effect.

But too fine a thunder pole leads to a slightly poor accuracy rate.

Ye Feng Cold is still dissatisfied: “Strength 20. ”

Instead, it returned to a strength of twenty.

Boom!

The air began to burst, lightning fireworks blowing up in the air, each shell blasting out, a piece of damage.

“Strength 30! ”

Ye Feng Ling continued to shout.

The Feather Magic Cannon is constantly rising and falling under Ye Feng Cold's control.

In repeated changes, Ye Fenglian found that the optimal use strength of the Feather Magic Cannon against the Feather Clan was 30 to 70.

Lower or greater intensity can result in lower cost-effectiveness ratios.

Whether it's thirty or seventy depends on the strength of the goal and needs to be constantly adjusted.

They fired so desperately that they bombarded the feathers, and tens of thousands of them fell under the cannon of the feathers.

The gunfire was on, and suddenly a huge cheer was heard.

“What happened?” The two were stunned.

Looking at the sound, you can see a distant mountain, a statue is falling.

It's the giant feather goddess at the top of the mountain.

She just fell down, and the smoke was all over her, and a titan was walking out.

“It's the Titan Legion, the Lord's Titan Legion!” Always yelling with excitement.

Ye Feng smiled slightly.

Just like Ye Fenglian was responsible for solving Yu Gon's magic cannon, Su Shen's Titan Corps was responsible for Yu Shinto. As the top beam pillar of the Yu clan, the Yu Shinto religion also has the support of the goddess power, there are too many base cards and powerful means, so Su Shen sent the Titan legions directly, and now it seems that they have accomplished their task.

Just as the feather statue fell, another huge cheer arrived.

Looking back, it's a fantasy.

The sky city's shields are shattered as the illusion flies.

A giant man flew in first, with endless momentum and dignity.

Mother of all worms!