Mechanical God Emperor

Seeing Yang Qi fall into the mouth of Mayu Zhenxiong, a sudden breath of anger emanated from the people's Supreme Council camp, and a cold and murderous Dawson overshadowed Mayu's body.

"The Holy Spiritualist smells so good! You people, who else is going to roll down and die? ”

“There's nothing great about people! It's just a little too much! ”

“One-on-one, they're not our opponents at all. ”

“To become stronger, they blend together some hybrid bloodlines. Such hybrid bastards want to challenge us, too. ”

“ …… ”

A glimmer of ridicule emerged from those nine races.

Those nine races are the legacies of true spirituality. They have the blood of true spirits in their bodies and are far more powerful than their peers. Even though the supreme council of that people had shown horrific power, it still looked down on those who had been their servants.

You know, in the ancient Gods era, people considered all nine races to be gods, served them with all their heart, and dared not to disobey any of those nine races.

A gaze poured out of the camp of the people, falling on Mahatma, full of vigilance.

In the dynasty of the first sorcerer, Red Saint Yankee was also a famous strong man in charge of the fire. In such a short period of time, such a strong man fell into the hands of Jin Zhenxiong, and the mighty of Jin Zhenxiong was visible.

Only the mighty of the high ecclesiastical ranks of the people are confident that Mahatma will be defeated.

“" Why? "cried Mao Zhen. Don't you dare come down? A bunch of junk!! ”

“Devil's Sound Dynasty, the Five Spiritual Saints, has come to fight you! ”

From the [Secret Star], a man wearing a silver armor, holding a silver spear, surrounded by six diamond-shaped crystals, with a silver shield in his right hand, walked out of it, covered with a hint of immortal holy power, his eyes glowing like stars.

“Ant, die!! ”

The fierce flashes in the eyes of Shinjin, spraying open his mouth and spraying 18,000 pieces of extinct sword from his mouth, each passing sword can easily destroy a star.

The great silver shield in the hands of the Five Spirits flew out, and countless spells sparkled, evolving into a silver metal star with a brilliant glow.

The 108,000 swords were cut over the metal star, and the metal star was blown into the pit depths, but it could not be broken.

“Go!”

The Five Spiritual Saints drank softly, waved their hands, and the silver war spear in their hands tore the heavens apart, reversing the cause and effect, and turned into a silver light to shoot directly at Shinjong.

Zhenxiong Zhangkou sprayed his mouth, and 108,000 pieces of extinct sword smashed the void and burst into the silver light.

That silver light twisted weirdly, containing the necessarily fatal weird cause-and-effect magic, and instantly stabbed Shizuo's body.

The layer of black armor covered by Shizuo's body revealed countless mysterious spells over a layer of black border.

The silver spear struck over the black border, penetrated the black border and pierced Mayu's flesh.

And a great portion of the blood sprayed out of the flesh of Mahatma, and fell upon the earth.

“Ants of the people, you pissed me off! ”

The fierce gleam in Mao Mao's eyes, the mad roar, the infinite amount of cosmic energy drawn from all sides, poured into his body like a vortex.

And it shall be recompensed, and it shall be born of wrath. The more fierce the clan, the more angry it will be, the stronger it will be.

After being severely traumatized by the Five Spiritual Holy Strikes, Mao Zhenxiong went mad and furious. He covered himself in a layer of black fog. In between moments, he appeared in front of the Five Spiritual Holy Strikes, striking hard towards the Five Spiritual Holy Strikes.

That giant silver shield flew out, hallucinating a world of silver in front of Shigemitsu.

The Five Spirits sanctified the spell, pointing a finger at the silver spear, and the silver spear crazily devoured the flesh and power of the true male.

Boom! Boom!!

Almost instantly, Shizuo attacked thousands of times, and Aoyi, the power of terror, was hardwired to bomb that giant silver shield.

At that moment, when the silver shield was broken, Mayu Mayu suddenly covered in a layer of velocity Aoyi, and appeared as a black light in front of the Five Spirits' Holy Body. He opened his mouth and bit it. He swallowed the Five Spirits' Holy Bite and chewed it with a large mouth.

An extinct and heinous power spreads from the body of Shin Mao, suppressing the Quartet.

“So strong!! This is the Khun clan!! Pureblood true spirit!! ”

“Pure blood and true spirit, every adult, with a little effort, can advance to the realm of the Holy Spiritualist, the realm of the Advanced Great Holy Land is only a matter of time. This Zhenxiong is only afraid of the pureblood and true spirit of the Zhenxiang clan with fewer than five heads. ”

“ …… ”

A sense of strength and transcendence is echoed in this area, and both eyes are concentrated on Shizuo, full of consternation.

True Dragons, Kirins, Phoenix, and Phoenix are all called Pure Blood True Spirits. They are Heavenly and Earth Fae, the cosmic favorites. In the Eternal Age, these pureblood spirits possess the royal power of magicians as long as they grow up.

In the ancient Gods, those pureblooded true spirits could also possess a half-emperor power of terror after adulthood. Until now, those pureblooded true spirits are still terrified, almost invincible, and will have the horror power of a holy spiritualist in adulthood. Extinct beings like the Green Dragon Emperor, with sufficient time and resources, promotion to the semi-emperor strength is not a problem at all.

Together in the Supreme Parliamentary Camp of the People's Nation, the eyes filled with anger and consternation are concentrated on the body of Shin Mao.

Shinjin Xiong's mouth sucked, hundreds of millions of miles of cosmic energy spinning wildly, did not enter his body, a horrible force erupted instantly, and the silver war spear directly shook away, disappeared.

The wound on Shizuo also healed quickly at a rate that was visible to the naked eye.

“Who's next to die? ”

There was a glimmer of ferocity in Mao Mao's eyes, and he looked provocative in the direction of the Supreme Council of that people.

Two Holy Spiritualists were devoured in succession, which also had tremendous benefits for Mahatma, making him want to continue his challenge. By devouring a dozen more Holy Spiritualists, Mayu will be able to make a breakthrough and advance to the rank of the Great Holy One.

Shizuo Shizuo's eyes sparkled with excitement, and his heart turned with a vicious thought: "If I could be the first to advance to the Great Holy Land, even a prince, I might be able to fight! By then, find a prince who almost swallowed it, and I will be able to become a new prince and advance to the ranks in the future!! ”

The opposite race is also constant, and there are contradictions within the nine powerful tribes. Otherwise, when each of the nine mighty clans called it a period, it was simply impossible for the other races to rise.

Faced with the provocation of Zhenxiong, there was a silence in the highest parliamentary camp of the people, a constant exchange of ideas, and a focus on Yang Feng.

The pureblooded true spirit such as Mayu Mayu is the pride of an era of invincibility. Only the eight great magicians and emperors of the same rank can defeat and kill the same kingdom.

In the supreme council of the people, the great saints can naturally suppress Mahatma. Beyond that, only a handful of Holy Spiritualists can join forces and use imperial treasures to suppress Mahatma.

“Demon Zongtian, come to war with you! ”

Yang Feng stood on the throne, and the black light flashed slightly. He put on the imperial treasure [Xishen Jia] and walked one step to the center of the battlefield of the Saints.

“Heavenly Saint Yang Feng, he finally did it!! ”

“The land of the Holy Spiritualist of the Supreme Council of the People is also the only place where he can contend with the true spirit of pure blood. ”

“Heavenly Saint Yang Feng, that is the ultimate pride in defeating the Lord of the Dawn. If it was him, he could defeat Shinjo. ”

“ …… ”

A powerful idea was used from the void, and a powerful man of the rank of Holy Spiritualist was invisible nearby, exposing his breath in this direction.

Feng Xuanzhen stood in a void with a fiery battle in his eyes: "Heavenly Saint Yang Feng, this is the half-hearted land that defeated the dawn Lord's glorious heavenly pride. It is truly remarkable! ”

Bear heaven's holy eye also flashed a heavy colour, slowing down: “It is remarkable! This man will surely be the enemy of my Lord. It would have been better if he had been able to crash this war. ”

“Heavenly Saint Yang Feng, are you the most powerful world pride of our time? I hear the reincarnation of the Eighth Magician Emperor, the Lord of the Dawn, has been lost in your hands. Ha ha, great!! If I could eat you, I'd make it up to ten Holy Spiritualists! If it's a war with the world, I'm afraid I'm not your opponent. But now I am a post-Holy Spiritualist pureblood, you are dead!! ”

The fierce glitter in the eyes of Mazhen Male, smiling, the blood in his body boiling, covered in a layer of black fog, the breath suddenly increased by 30%, the mouth sprayed, 36,000 swords tearing the sky, in the void, merging into one, forming a sword that can kill the great holy powerful, cleaving the void, chopping towards Yang Feng.

“Idiot, you're the one who's dying!! ”

Yang Feng glanced cold, one by five fingers, one swallowing black hole suddenly appeared.

Light, space, time, soul, everything is devoured in front of that black hole, the void is twisted for it, as if the universe could devour it and crush it directly towards Mayu.

That sword, which can penetrate the world and kill the Great Holy Spirit, once bombarded in that black hole, was directly devoured by that black hole and disappeared.