Mechanical God Emperor

The presence of ancient gods is everywhere in the ancient gods' time, and any powerful master of power is an ancient god. But after hundreds of thousands of years of hunting by the eight great magicians, the dynasty's anthropologists, the number of ancient gods is already very scarce, and they dare not appear in front of people.

Most of the surviving ancient gods have been transformed into powerful god-grade gods and great god-grade god-grade gods in other places. Such a powerful presence, as long as it does not enter the face of the heavens, no one will provoke them.

And that's why, in modern times, ancient gods are scarce. Their flesh and blood have also become so precious. Unlike other races, an ancient god creates a space in his body that resembles a virtual world once he is an adult. The mightiest ancient god would even congeal a whole world in his body.

The origins of all the secrets of human cultivation come from the ancient gods. Starting from the era of the second magician dynasty, anthropologists began to explore other sides, and only from the powerful presence of other sides did they obtain various cultivation doors. Since then, there have been mysteries in the world of anthropologists.

The spell model is that the human magician imitates the cultivation methods created by various powerful ancient gods.

The mighty ancient gods were born to master all kinds of powerful gifted powers. After dissecting their bodies, you can discover all kinds of natural spells that have a similar spell model in their brains.

The spell model is the presence of all kinds of natural spells in the ancient gods, and it is equivalent to the existence of human beings that can be constructed with their own spiritual strength after improvement. With all sorts of spell models, humans are able to perform all sorts of spells.

As ancient gods, the source of all human secrets, their flesh and blood have great research value. And once the bodies of the ancient gods enter the auction house, they will definitely be fought wildly by the ancient magicians with the blood of the ancient gods.

Ancient magicians are human magicians with ancient blood in their bodies. Ancient magicians in the first magician dynasty and the second magician dynasty are a powerful force among human magicians.

However, over time, the ancient blood of the ancient magicians gradually diluted, and even though it had all sorts of secrets inherited, it gradually fell.

Hematologists are much more powerful than their peers, and practice much faster. However, it also depends heavily on the power of blood. If the blood is thin, the speed of cultivation will be strained by the blood, cultivating very quickly at low levels, but slowly reaching high levels as snails.

In the Fusan subcontinent, the number of lunar magicians is significant, but not one Sunday magician, because they have the blood of evil gods in their bodies, and are bound by blood, which is difficult to break through.

Once the bodies of those two ancient gods have been taken over the auction, they can definitely sell a heavenly price.

After splitting the bodies of the two ancient gods, Yang Feng followed the spiral ladder and climbed to the second floor of the magician's tower.

Upon climbing the second floor of the magician's tower, Lo Ming's eyes lit up, his body trembled, and his eyes filled with excitement: “So many fine magic crystals!! ”

On the second floor of the magician's tower, that superior crystal almost piles up into a hill, and it emits tremendous biological magic.

In the time of the ancient gods, the ancient gods were born with all kinds of cultivation secrets, directly swallowing the biological magic in the heavens and the earth. There is no need for magic crystals in their practice. Thus, in the time of the ancient gods, the layers of celestial and earthly treasures were endless, and the finest magic crystals were everywhere.

Modern anthropologists have been able to mass-produce inferior crystals through some extraordinary plants, such as large energy-absorbing ancient trees, but the crystals above the superior crystals still cannot be mass-produced.

This hill is usually a giant superior crystal, numbering over a billion superior crystals, or even over 30 trillion inferior crystals if converted into inferior crystals. This is absolutely an astronomical wealth.

The superior magic crystals are necessary materials for the training of the stronger Yuguang magicians and above. The transactions between the stronger Yuguang magicians are all superior magic crystals as monetary units. Strong people above Yuguang magicians will never trade with inferior magic crystals.

Yang Feng's eyes also flashed with excitement, revealing a smile: “Many fine magic crystals!! This is a big one!! ”

“Nice, so many fine magic crystals, must please my Lord! ”

Accompanied by a peaceful voice, a handsome, handsome man in a white clergy robe with a white sceptre and an incredibly golden-inspired blonde eyelid tattooed on his eyebrow slowly stepped into this second layer.

The divine aperture, which blossomed in the dawn and shine again and again, constantly appeared behind the handsome man, reflecting the handsome man as extraordinary and divine, as if he were a walking god.

The one behind the handsome man was Zhang Xuan, who was released by the two women of Luo Mingyan.

As soon as Luo Mingyan saw Zhang Xuan, his face changed and he lost his voice: “Zhang Xuan, how do you know the location of this treasure trove? ”

Zhang Xuan smiled coldly: “After all, that old thing of Lo Feng still can't trust me. The location of the treasure trove was told only to you, not to me. But bright, you're too young. I want to know something. How could you possibly hide it from me? ”

Luo Ming's beautiful eyes swept past his regrets and bit his teeth: “I really regret not killing you!! ”

Zhang Xuan revealed a sarcastic smile: “Who calls you stupid? ”

Zhang Xuan paid tribute to the handsome young man: “Master, this is Yang Feng, a true disciple of the Warrior Sect. He has a Red Immortal Black Fog Lotus in his hand! He is the treasure he has acquired on the outskirts of this glorious ancient capital, and I speak for myself. ”

“Red Fairy Black Fog Lotus?” The handsome young man's eyes lit up and swept Yang Feng's eyes. He said with great pride: “I am Etheron, the only godson under the throne of the Supreme Dawn! The humble Sorcerer, devote to me all that is in you, then convert to my Lord and become a believer in Him, and recite the name of my Lord at all times, or I will purify you here instead of my Lord! ”

Yang Feng asked curiously: "Lord of the morning dawn? Who are you, the godson of the Lord of the Dawn? ”

“How dare you, the name of my Lord, be on your knees when you, the humble sorcerer, can ask about the existence!! ”

Etheron's eyebrows shouted, drank loudly, and layers of the divine aperture formed by the dawn gleam gathered behind him. He was at the heart of a horrific divine power that did not lose a tiny number of divine powers, spreading in all directions. Some of the weak minded astrologers would even fall on their knees, under his divine deterrence, unable to resist.

“If you want me to kneel, you're not qualified! ”

Yang Feng smiled coldly, working the magic of war, a set of black warfare armor instantly appeared on him, the powerful life force field centered on him, spreading towards the surrounding area.

Esseron's eyes flashed with a chilling sound: “The intransigent heresy! Receive the magic of the Great Lord of the Dawn! ”

“God says, with light, the world is filled with light! ”

Etheron held the artifact in his hand and shone a wand of light. The mark of the god in his eyebrow revealed a golden light. His eyes turned to pure gold, with a ruthless and dignified glimmer of the god, he was ruthless, word for word, like a slow and fast track.

Between moments, the purity was immense, almost endless dawn light suddenly appeared, sweeping towards Yang Feng, Luo Mingyan and Maiyi with pure light.

Luo Mingyuanyu waved his hand, a blue Jimpa Lv6 secret blue sea glasspad suddenly flew out, and turned into a blue light screen to keep her and Mae firmly guarded.

Under that endless erosion of dawn glow, that blue curtain was an inch of erosion, and no matter how brilliant Lo Ming provoked the energy of life, it could not resist that erosion of dawn glow. If Lo Mingyuan was a semi-step lunar magician, even if she made the sixth grade treasure, it would be instantly eroded by the dawn of the morning and purified directly.

The endless dawn glow struck Yang Feng's armor, purifying the armor that covered Yang Feng's entire body also made a tiny noise, and countless black smoke rose from the armor.

“The magic of war can't resist for too long. This club is really powerful!! ”

Yang Feng's face changed slightly and his body shook. He traveled through the infinite glow. One breath appeared in front of Etheron. He extracted a trace of the power of the world halfway through his body. A chaos broke his fist and crushed the vacuum, tearing up the glow and bombarding towards Etheron.

“The Wall of Dawn! ”

Etheron meditated on the spell, reaching out a finger, and countless daylights suddenly shrunk, clustering together to form a huge light wall in front of Yang Feng.

Yang Feng bombarded that huge wall of light with a broken fist of chaos. One blow directly smashed that huge wall of light, and all the glow unified into chaos.

“It turns out that you can destroy my walls of dawn, and your strength among the humble anthropologists is enough, but in the presence of the Lord of the Supreme Dawn, you are still just an ant, a slightly mighty ant. ”

Esseron's eyes swept by surprise, and a thin golden church was sometime added to his left hand.

“Twelve Moments of Morning Hymns! ”

The golden teachings didn't wind automatically, flipped open, twelve golden pages flew out of the golden teachings, opened up, and hovered in the void.

Out of those twelve golden pages, six men and six women flew out at once, twelve beautiful, holy angels. They all closed their eyes, held their fingers tight, held them in their chests, and recited the Psalm of Praise to God in their mouths.

The shadows of countless believers suddenly appeared behind the twelve angels, endless voices, gathering together to form a powerful flood of hymns, sweeping like the sea towards Yang Feng.