Mechanical God Emperor

As soon as the Guanghai Nation was swept away by Yang Feng, the Guanghai Nation's sphere of influence was directly received by Yang Feng. A vast legion of machines entered the various holy stars occupied by the Guanghai Nation to exploit the resources within those holy stars.

A wide variety of precious resources are pouring out into Yang Feng's hands.

The forces under Blood Viper Grand Saint and Crane Grand Saint were also directly taken over by Yang Feng, and countless precious and immense resources were developed from their original territories into Yang Feng's hands.

After the news of the blood serpent Dasheng and the crane Dasheng selling themselves as slaves came out, countless races of all sizes and sizes came to the Yang Feng in that universe.

The power of the Warrior Sect expands almost every day, jumping to become the number one force in the universe.

The warrior sect branch floats to the mainland headquarters.

Inside a massive 100,000 kilometre military factory, a circular mechanical fortress up to 1,000 kilometres in diameter. In this mechanical fortress, countless spells sparkle with mysterious light.

A mysterious, brilliant curse slowly gathered in the centre of that circular mechanical fortress.

“Almost there!! ”

Before that round mechanical fortress, Yang Feng stared dead at the round mechanical fortress, his eyes flashing with a burning color.

This circular mechanical fortress is the result of the four civilizations of Yang Feng, the Xi Nation, the world of magicians, the Sigang Nation and the Shidona Civilization, the evolutionary version of the Xi Nation Level 7 base.

Only once the Seventh Class Base of the Naxi Nation is successfully manufactured will Yang Feng truly possess the power to face the Emperor.

Originally a circular sphere up to 10,000 miles in diameter, this Class 7 base was reduced to 1,000 kilometers with the addition of the Mysterious Original Stone and countless treasures.

That mysterious, brilliant spell gathered very hard, suddenly slightly trembling, a great power in the middle of the underworld all over the central position, directly breaking the spell.

Knock!!

At the center of that circular mechanical fortress, a huge mouth cracked open. Exposed a mechanical egg in the center.

“Failed! How could it fail? My deduction should be perfect, right? What's missing? ”

Yang Feng looked at the center of the circular mechanical fortress and cracked, his eyes became gloomy.

A mechanical tentacle extends from all over the fortress and starts repairing it

The seven-level base, which consumed countless scarce resources, finally restarted and cracks healed rapidly. That broken mysterious spell imprinted an inch of agglomeration.

Yang Feng stood quietly in front of the level 7 base, and countless spells shined in his eyes, carefully staring at the mysterious spells.

That mysterious spell is the crystal of Yang Feng's collection of four civilizations, once condensed. Yang Feng's level 7 base can go beyond Xi technology, go further and have endless evolutionary potential.

If it fails, Yang Feng can also get a Grade 7 Xi base, but that Grade 7 base of Xi can only barely suppress an ordinary magician emperor with few potential for evolution.

After all, the universe where the Xi people lived was far less energetic than the world of magicians. The vertices and limits of Xi technology, that is, the level of repression of ordinary emperors, are not as simple as trying to go beyond.

Ten days passed by.

The mysterious spell of the Seventh Base finally began to gather to the last step, and suddenly, a great power emerged in the middle of the earth, bombarding directly towards that mysterious spell.

Yang Feng's eyes glistened, five fingers, one round of swallowing black holes emerged directly, sweeping towards the great power in the underworld.

In between moments, that horrible round of swallowing black holes directly collapsed, Yang Feng's body also directly burst open, countless wounds appeared, blood dropped to the ground.

“Soul!! He doesn't have the power of the soul!! Need the purest power of the soul! Without a soul and almost advanced emperor, it is against the rules of the universe. That's what the universe is all about! ”

Yang Feng's heart rose with a glimmer of enlightenment, full of [Nishi Shen A] countless spells shining. From inside the stone of Kunmo, a massive power of the soul suddenly fell into that mysterious spell.

Yang Feng meditated on the spell, stretched out his hand, provoked the law in the underworld, and tore the void.

The illusion of the Hall of Souls appeared directly, a vast pure soul power, constantly falling into that mysterious spell.

A soul that shines like a star, with infinite mysterious breath, condenses and completely absorbs the mysterious power of the spell, once hidden inside the base.

In the space of millions of light years, there was a terrible storm of energy.

A spectacular wave of horrible energy sprayed from all sides, converging in the warrior sect, forming a horrible energy vortex, continuously falling out of the warrior sect branch of the floating continent.

“What happened? ”

“Has Heaven finally taken that step, the Advanced Emperor? ”

“How is that possible? How could he have advanced so quickly? Didn't he fail to strike the Emperor? ”

“How could the heavenly Impact Emperor strike the Emperor's throne again so quickly, having failed once? ”

“ …… ”

All those forces sent strong men to monitor the movements of the warrior sect at all times.

The millions of years of light energy were extracted into the sky, forming all sorts of heavenly and earth visions, and suddenly the powerful of all races were struck by a heartbeat.

When Yang Feng was a semi-emperor, he was already overwhelmed. The whole universe was invincible. The Emperor could not come out, who was in contention with him. By the time he was half emperor, he had squeezed all the forces of the universe out of breath. If he is a direct advanced emperor, all the major forces in the universe will only have to bow down and let Yang Feng ask for it.

Yang Feng moved slightly in his heart, meditated on the spell, and reached out a finger.

From the golden lake in the center of the floating continent of the demonic branch of the war, countless lakes swept away and fell into the seventh level base.

There was a fluctuation in the law of causation in the void, and the water of Lake Gold in the remaining eight branches of the floating continent was extracted and emptied into the seventh level base.

The waters of this golden lake are the essence of this floating continent of branches, the foundation of the saints. Any half saint who wants to impact the Holy Spiritualist, with the support of the Golden Lake water, can increase his chances of progress by 10%. Anyone who wants to get a little water from Lake Gold is very difficult, but Yang Feng's entire water from Lake Gold is drawn together, and everyone on the floating continent of the branch dares not say a word more.

The nine branches of the floating continent are all belonged to the people, and the warrior sect directly occupies the two branches of the floating continent. The Green Dragons, the Phoenix, and the other races have become very intriguing, moving away from the floating continent that they had originally occupied.

That level seven base absorbs all kinds of energy so wildly.

Countless magic crystals and source crystals were taken out by Yang Feng and thrown into the level 7 base for absorption.

The entire war-torn branches of the floating continent, like a vortex centre, extract energy within millions of light-years of each other.

Ten years has passed.

The energy vortex over the floating continent of the warrior sect branches suddenly collapsed.

“Advancement failed? ”

“No vision! Is this an advanced failure? ”

“Ten years, nothing! How wonderful!! ”

“Finally failed!! ”

“Holy shit, progress failed!! ”

“ …… ”

In all the universes, the powerful people who were looking this way were a little relieved. If Yang Feng is an advanced emperor before many emperors wake up, and becomes the ninth magician emperor of the people, no one can live.

Inside a giant military factory on a floating continent of warrior sect branches.

A mechanical egg emerged directly as the center of the level 7 base split open.

The egg of the machine bearing the countless spells was opened, a skin was crystal clear as a jade, with a dark hair at the waist, with a mysterious smell all over her body, and the world's most beautiful woman with a glorious face and a dump in the city opened her eyes.

The ultimate beauty with the face of the castle is the result of the Seventh Class Base of the Xi Nation - the King of Dominance.

As the crystal dominant king of Xi technology, it can have a variety of forms. It can be a big man, a giant star beast, or a tentacle with countless tentacles. However, Yang Feng, according to his aesthetic view, created a beautiful woman to rule the king.

This beautiful king of lords leaps gently from one of the seven bases.

That level 7 base, big as a star, sparkled with countless lights, turned into a mysterious spell, fell short of the forehead of the ruling king, forming a mysterious spell.

“Seen my lord! ”

That beautiful and stunning king came to Yang Feng, kneeling on one knee on the ground, bowing his head with great pride.

As the creator of the ruling king, Yang Feng has supreme authority and is the master of the ruling king recognized by the soul.

Yang Feng looked in the eyes of the king of dominion with a burning colour: "Let me see your abilities!! ”

“Yes, my lord! ”

The king of dominion smiled and his body revealed a mysterious glimmer.

The Twelve Most Evolved of the Twelve Dominant Collections emerged.

Once the twelve rulers appeared, they made a gift to Yang Feng, and then knelt directly in front of the ruling king. Even the phantom lord of the advanced Great Sacred.

Jade, the king of the dominion, flipped his hand, and a beautiful whip appeared in his hand, and a hard whip went straight to the great sacred Phantom Lord.

The phantom dominates the body with a slight tremor and countless spells sparkle, constantly absorbing the horrific power in the whip, quickly breaking through.

After more than a dozen breaths, an imperial force of terror slowly emerged from the phantom domination of the body.