Mechanical God Emperor

Yiyuanyang's eyes revealed a bitter cold, chilling smile, words like ice: “You need not rest to defeat your little magician. ”

Yiyuanyang meditated on the spell, reaching out a finger, a blue symbol gushed out of his finger, forming a blue six-mounted star in the half-sky meeting.

A green column of light erupted from the six stars, and within the green column of light, a soul dressed in blue armor, dressed in horror, came out of the six stars of blue and fell into the body of Yiyuanyang.

An infinite atmosphere of terror and combat spreads from Yiyuanyang's body, giving a sense of terror.

“This is the Soul Summoning Technique of Tai B Sect!! ”

“This is the Soul Summoning Technique called the Thirty-six Greatest Battle Magic!! ”

“Looks like Yi Yuanyang wants to defeat Yang Feng completely in the melee!! ”

“The secret name of the Demon Zone of War is Melee, and it is one of the first among the gymnasts! Yiyuanyang wants to defeat Yang Feng with the Summoning Art of War!! ”

“ …… ”

As soon as the spirit of the war in blue armor did not enter Yiyuanyang's body, the leaders of the major forces present changed their faces and talked about it.

War Soul Summoning is one of the most powerful warfare secrets of Tai B Sect. Within that Tai B Sect, there is a Class 9 Treasure Sky Machine Warrior Soul Palace.

Inside that temple of warriors, the souls of the warriors after the death of countless mighty heroes were sacrificed to become warriors. The spirit of battle in the temple of the Battle Soul of the Day Machine was almost * * * * fighting night and night, cultivating a thousand hammers of battle skills.

The War Soul Summoning technique is to summon a powerful War Soul directly from the temple of that day. Once the War Soul is possessed, any magician will acquire all the fighting skills that the War Soul possesses.

Yiyuan Yang's hand flipped, a blue dragon gun of up to two meters long, engraved with countless Xuan Ouwen appeared in his hand, a finger towards Yang Feng, a hundred wars, across the world, the invincible atmosphere of terror spread.

Yiyuanyang smiled coldly: "I summoned this warrior named Leitas the Dragon Slaughter, who, with the power of the demigod, had massacred 136 Dragon Dragons, three of which were Lunar Magician-grade Dragons. It is an honor to lose to such a strong man. ”

Yinglong is the winged dragon, the giant dragon in the mouth of the Western Lord. The Western Master World has many different names than the Eastern Master World, but it is in fact the same thing.

Yang Feng faintly said: "War spirit summoning technique? You can't be my opponent even if you have a war spirit. ”

Yiyuanyang smiled cold, the artifact in his hand storm dragon gun the law of the wind fluctuated, a fierce wind swept over his body.

In that big arena, suddenly the wind made a big scene, Yi Yuanyang's body blurred, instantly appeared in front of Yang Feng, one by eight more bodies, from eight directions to directly stab Yang Feng.

Yang Feng glanced at her eyes and applied the magic sword method. The flaming sword sparkled, illusioning the heavy fire shadow swept away in all directions.

Huh? Huh?

The storm dragon gun is gone, like a storm storm, from a strange angle of diamonds to stab Yang Feng wildly. Interact with Yang Feng's Flaming Sword more than 100 times in a flash.

Under the spirits of the Dragon Slaughter Leitas, Yiyuanyang seemed to be an incarnation of a hundred wars, slaughtered countless dragon slaughterers, that fierce wind dragon gun death suppressed Yang Feng, countless fierce wind blade gods ghostly chopped on Yang Feng, cut Yang Feng's body out of countless wounds, blood drained.

Hundreds of rounds in a row, suddenly, Yang Feng raised his sword and stopped, his body instantly withdrew hundreds of meters, sweeping the countless wounds on his body, faintly said: “The summoning technique of war spirit is truly remarkable! Looks like I'm gonna have to come up with a little something real, too. ”

A powerful life force field erupted, a blue warrior suddenly appeared, attached to Yang Feng, and gathered to form a blue coat of armor.

“The magic of war! Blue Warrior! District Blue Warrior, what can you do? I am disappointed that I can't practise even the basic secrets of the Warrior Sect!! ”

Yiyuanyang smiled coldly and suddenly burst out, like a wind, illusory heavy gun shadow, like an incarnation became a wind dragon sweeping towards Yang Feng.

Yang Feng glanced at his eyes and extended the magic sword of the war to its limits. He illusioned that the heavy sword shadow was in a frantic battle with Yiyuanyang.

A storm dragon and a fierce fire dragon appeared on top of the arena, frantically fighting, and the power of terror fluctuated in all directions.

“Awesome, Tai B Zong did not see it as a gymnast. I didn't expect that the Summoning Art of War was so powerful. ”

“The power of Yang Feng of the Warrior Sect is also extraordinary, and he is already far beyond the ordinary astrologer! He's just a great magician. It's horrible. It is a real disciple of the Fourth Mistress of the Warrior Sect. ”

“ …… ”

Even outside the arena, the surrounding magicians could still feel the power and horror of the two men who were killed on top of the arena. One discussion was full of admiration.

“Unfortunately, Yang Feng's strength is still too wide compared to Yiyuanyang's. ”

“That's right, he can't even push out Yiyuanyang's Jiuyao secret method, he's going to lose under Yiyuanyang's Soul Enclosure Surgery. ”

“ …… ”

The people of that great power flashed with regret in one eye. In that arena, the Fire Dragon, incarnated by Yang Feng, had been painfully supported. From time to time, a small wound had been added to his body, and a drop of blood had dripped from his wounds into the earth.

Lou's dust-free eyebrows suddenly spread out, revealing a smile.

The fissures were frowns wrinkled tightly and the words were silent.

Those powerful magicians who have the Lunar Magicians cultivated above stared dead at Yang Feng, and their eyes shook with shock and admiration.

Zhang Jinshan stared dead at Yang Feng, his eyebrows suddenly widened, and he sighed. “What a monster, I can't believe you used Yiyuanyang to hone yourself. ”

Zhou Feng's eyes glistened and revealed a complex light. He has also seen that Yang Feng's magic swordsmanship has become more and more pure from the original greenery, guarding the area one meter ahead of him with water leakage, one inch to recover the situation and fewer and fewer wounds.

“Okay, you're useless! ”

Suddenly, Yang Feng smiled slightly, a brilliant silver light flashed, a silver warrior suddenly appeared, directly attached to his body.

After the silver warrior's enclosure, Yang Feng's speed suddenly surged to a large extent. The blade of flame in his hand drew a strange arc. In between moments, he shook it nine times in a row. He swung the storm dragon gun directly, turning it into a shock and stabbing it at Yiyuanyang's head.

Yiyuan Yang's face changed dramatically, his body was windy, and his head was very weird and twisted.

The blade of fire almost flashed over Yiyuanyang's face. The horrible power of fire burned Yiyuanyang's beautiful face directly by half.

Yang Feng took the opportunity to slap Yiyuanyang's abdomen.

A flash of fire flashed, the Yiyuan sun collapsed, turned into countless flames of light, instantly gathered hundreds of meters away and reshaped. It's just that he's got a huge scar on his left face, and his face looks awful.

Yang Feng's eyes flashed with a mockery. “I'm quite immature with this magic sword! Thank you Yi Yuanyang for helping me practice sword so that I can fully master this sword. However, Yiyuanyang, the dragonslayer's soul on you is too weak to force my golden warrior out. I am greatly disappointed. Why don't you summon your souls from the twelve wars of Tai Bi Zong to fight me? I think that the twelve warriors will be able to bring out my golden warrior. ”

Yiyuan Yang's face looked incredible, the secret of operation, a little life force spread over his left face, slowly removing that scar.

“Yang Feng, good, just let you see my Jiuyao secret!! ”

Yiyuan Yang's eyes flashed with a slaughter intent, one of the first bullets, directly lifted the attachment of the war spirit, meditated on the spell, and instantly his body was covered in endless flames.

In that endless flame, the red gold python reappeared, a vast infinity, and the horror of the Willing Quartet spread across all sides.

The red gold python appeared, his eyes stared dead at Yang Feng, his mouth sprayed open, infinite sun golden flame sprayed out of his mouth, laying heaven and earth sweeping towards Yang Feng.

The sun's golden flame was enough to devastate a lunar magician and burn a star magician to ashes. A great magician like Yang Feng can only die if he is contaminated by the sun's golden flame.

Lou Dusty saw this scene, his face changed dramatically, and he had to get up to stop the battle. The power of the sun's golden flame is too horrible. Yang Feng is only a magician of the district. Once the body is contaminated by the sun's golden flame, he may not be able to save Yang Feng.

The crackhead snorted, and a horrible life force field of Sunday magicians grades slowly spread.

Within this Demonic Sect, Rift Heng is naturally not Lou's dust-free opponent. But all he had to do was block Lou for a minute, and he could still do it. Moreover, Tai B Sect is the head of the ten great gates, and there is no need to worry that Lu Wu Dust will kill them.

Inside the hall, the atmosphere became tense for a moment.

The mighty men of the warrior sect looked at each other with a fissured and angry eye, and a strong and immense life force field slowly spread, as if they could turn their faces and do it at any moment.