Mechanical God Emperor

A huge cave emerged at the end of that trajectory, one day and one night after flying in that twisted and blurred orbit. The giant boat flew out of the cave, and a huge star spin appeared in front of everyone.

That giant boat sparkled as a ray of light headed towards that giant star.

There was a powerful border around that huge star, covering the entire star as if it were a foetal membrane.

The giant boat crashed over that formidable boundary, and countless spells sparkled through that formidable boundary, landing directly on a parking lot of that immense star.

Not far from the parking lot, there is a red gate up to a thousand meters high, engraved with countless Xuan 'o curses, and around the red gate, nine nine-story magician towers are built, which open a powerful border and guard the entire star.

Ann Ray led all the Sunday magicians to the flashing red gate before fading away: "You all have a message entering the Palace of the Sun, now go inside! Remember, you can stay in there for 48 days, and in 48 days, you will be brought back here with your letters. Beliefs must not be destroyed, otherwise you will have to stay in the Sun Shrine and wait for the next opening of the Sun Shrine. ”

The more than seventy Sunday geniuses from all forces of the Great Cloud Dynasty took out a palm-sized trust, the sun jade that engraved the nine sun spells sparkled, leading them into a stream of light that fell directly into that red gate.

That reddish door lifted a tiny ripple, a vast infinity, as if it could burn all the horror out of it, a tiny bit of powerful space law surrounding it, completely devouring those Sunday magicians.

When Yang Feng regained consciousness, he found himself in a strange space.

In that strange space, there were flame elements everywhere, and the temperature of the entire space was over 3,000 degrees, and there was lava everywhere, flames burning, and a bunch of poisonous smoke everywhere.

Yang Feng swept the Sun Shrine and frowned slightly: “This is the Sun Shrine! It is not a place where humans can live, and only the Sun gods can live in such a shithole! ”

With temperatures of 3,000 degrees, even if the star magician's strength does not help, they rarely stay in such an area for long periods of time.

Even Sunday magicians, with the exception of Sunday magicians who are familiar with the laws of fire, are uncomfortable in such environments. After all, in this environment, the life force fields of their protection are constantly consumed.

A ray of light sparkled, and the Sunday magicians were flying deep into the Sun Shrine.

Nangong indestructibly smiled at Yang Feng, and also carried out a secret method, turning into a stream of light to fly to the distance: “Thunder, I will go one step first! ”

The White Jade Immortal smiled at Yang Fengyan and turned into a stream of light to fly away: “Major Lei, I'm leaving too! ”

Every Sunday magician who enters the Sun Shrine is a genius among geniuses and has great confidence in himself. Within this Sun Shrine, in addition to having solar divinity, there are countless genius treasures that only this Sun Shrine can produce.

Legend has it that in the deepest depths of the Sun Shrine, there are ancient treasures left behind by the Emperor of the Sun.

The Ancient Gods also had powerful treasures among them. Those treasures are not purified by the ancient gods, but are magical treasures born naturally between the heavens and the earth with extraordinary powers. The ancient treasures used by the ancient gods, due to material problems, are powerful and far superior to ordinary magician treasures. And many of the ancient treasures themselves are the finest alchemy materials, and are therefore being sought after by countless people.

By modern times, the ancient treasures of the Ancient Gods were scarce, and once they were born, they would be contested by all forces and processed by the top alchemists. In the world of anthropologists, the main ingredient of many imperial treasures is ancient treasures from the ancient Gods.

It was that legend that attracted countless Sunday magicians into the Sun Shrine in search of treasures. Every one of those Sunday magicians is a genius, confident in himself, naturally reluctant to share the treasures he finds with others, which is the only way to act alone.

Yang Feng looped around him, shaking slightly, flew out 10,000 miles at a time, landed in a valley, set a strong junction, then took out, arranged and started a top leap door.

A twisted ray of light sparkled, and that top leap door lifted a ripple and opened.

A four-generation main battle robot spins from the other side of the leap door.

The corner of Yang Feng's mouth fluttered slightly, revealing a slight smile of excitement: “It worked! My deduction is true! The Sun Shrine is normally closed. At the time of closing, the entire Sun Shrine is completely enclosed and the leaping door cannot be opened. However, now that the Sun Shrine is open, it means that all my legions of machines can be transported by leapfrogging doors! ”

As long as those legions of machines are transported, the demon Sunday magicians from either side will be killed directly by Yang Feng.

Although Yang Feng thinks that his strength is among his fellow magicians, he is also one of the best. However, he was naturally cautious and would never mind using the power of the main battle robot if he was guaranteed a victory.

Sunday magicians entering the Sun Shrine are evil geniuses from different sides, and no one knows what kind of cards and weird spells they possess. Slightly careless, it will crash.

When the Lord of the Nine Kingdoms passed through the heavens, he did not see the Lord of the Stars at all. As a result, it was the Lord of the Stars who laughed, and the Lord of the Nine Realms, who was running through the heavens, was repressed, and that was the fate of the careless.

Countless robots came out of that leaping door and quickly deformed, forming for power plants, military factories, intelligent optical brains and other instruments.

That little valley was quickly converted into a large base.

A microscopic reconnaissance aircraft with a high resistance to dense hemp flames flew out of that large base and went wild in all directions towards the Sun Shrine.

In that large base, the four-level intelligent light brain constantly flashes and performs modeling analysis. Where the microscopic reconnaissance plane flew, everything turned into holographic projection before Yang Feng.

Inside that Sun Shrine, you can see a cluster of Sun-like light spheres every thousand miles. Those light spheres are solar divinities formed by the solar shrine that absorbs the surrounding flame elements.

In that ancient God-era, when the powerful men of the Sun Gods became adults, they entered the Sun Shrine, searched for solar divinity to absorb, and gained more urgent and powerful power.

The temperatures on the surface of solar divinity are over 7,000 degrees, and the internal temperatures are over 10 million degrees. Even Sunday magicians need special secrets to be able to absorb that solar divinity and turn it into their own. Slightly carelessly, once the solar divinity erupted, even the Ultrasounders could burn to ashes.

“None of these solar divinities are good enough. Since Yang Feng has come to this Sun Shrine, he must absorb the strongest solar divinities! ”

Yang Feng looked at that group of hollow solar divinities, his eyebrows slightly flashed, did not choose to absorb those solar divinities, but sent more reconnaissance aircraft to fly in all directions.

At this time, Yang Feng's arms trembled slightly, and a palm-sized six-wing swallowing centipede climbed out of his hand, sending a strange signal.

The six-wing tungyang centipede has evolved into a mature body with Sunday magician's cultivation under the countless resources of Ghost State.

Yang Feng smiled slightly: “You want to eat up those solar divinities and continue to evolve! All right, you just eat it and evolve freely! ”

The six-wing swallowed yang centipede sent out a shock of joy, shook, and flew away.

There was a gleam of light in the base, and a holographic projection of the six-wing swallowing centipede emerged.

The six-wing swallowing centipede soon appeared in front of a small sun, shaking slightly, turning into an eight-metre long, six-winged, incredibly horrible giant centipede. He took a breath, and a golden light covered that tiny sun.

That little sun was born hard and swallowed into the mouth by the six wings. After that little sun was swallowed by the six wings, the six wings swallowed the centipede and the body was born with a spell like the sun.

The six-winged centipede had a clear appetite and flew slightly toward another small sun.

Yang Feng watched the six-wing centipede swallow the tiny sun and sighed in his heart: "These alien geniuses are so much stronger than humans! ”

Yang Feng is now able to absorb only nine suns, not into the nine worlds of his body. You can't swallow the little sun like a hexagonal centipede. Eating a weak sun would imperfect his world and would require hundreds and thousands of times more resources in the future in order to be able to rebuild its foundations.

Soon after, within the Sun Shrine, 100,000 microscopes with heat resistance temperatures of up to a million degrees emerged, heading to different places to outline the terrain of the entire Sun Shrine.

“Found it!! ”

Yang Feng stared at the holographic projection and the information and intelligence enumerated by the level 4 intelligent light brain analysis, and suddenly his eyes lit up and his body shifted slightly, turning into a stream of light to fly away.

Not long ago, a huge sun like a real sun, with endless light and heat appeared in front of Yang Feng.