Mechanical God Emperor - 1148. Chapter 1148

The Great Light Mountain of the Western Lord World is the place where the eighth warlock emperor the Lord of Dawn rises as well as his palace.

After the collapse of the Eighth Warlock Dynasty, the Great Light Mountain disappeared. After Ahimiro was born, the great mountain of light reappeared in the western world.

At this time, the Great Bright Mountain is the holy land of the Morning Light Alliance, and only the big figures in the Morning Light Alliance can live in this holy land.

“This is the Great Bright Mountain, it’s really extraordinary!”

A handsome young man wearing a white warlock robe with a bunch of black hair came up from the void step by step, looked at the great bright mountain, and exclaimed.

“This great bright mountain was just an ordinary spirit mountain. But after the Lord of Dawn became the eighth warlock emperor, he mobilized one hundred thousand alchemists and spent 10,000 years refining this great bright mountain. It only took one step to be promoted to Emperor-level secret treasures. It is the top rank among the holy-level secret treasures, naturally extraordinary.”

A burly middle-aged man, dressed in a purple warlock robe, handsome, with a mysterious curse on his eyebrows, smiled slightly.

The young man smiled slightly, looked at the great sacred mountain of light, and said loudly: “The Lord of the Wind and Storm Plane asks to see His Royal Highness, the Son of Dawn, Ashimilu!!”

A terrifying immortal power unabashedly radiated from the young man and suppressed all the extremes.

“Lord of the Fenglan Plane! That’s Feng Sheng!”

“This is the Wind Saint who unifies one of the thirty-six main material planes, Fenglan Plane!!”

“Why did he come?”

“Beside him is the Great Sage Xiong Tian of the Wind and Wind Plane!”

“…”

Within that great light mountain, tyrannical thoughts kept shining, and the eyes of the terrifying powerhouses of the Holy Spirit Warlock series were all focused on Feng Sheng.

A blazing angel surrounded by the divine glory of the morning dawn walked out of the sacred mountain of light, overlooking the Feng Sage, and said in a deep voice: “The great Sage of the dawn will let you in for a comment.”

“Go in? Then there is no need! Saint of Dawn, I am here this time to fight you! You dare to fight me fairly in the battlefield of Saints!!”

Feng Xuanzhen smiled indifferently, his eyes bursting with incomparable warfare, and the sound spread in this area.

“The Saint of Wind challenges the Saint of Dawn!!”

“That Wind Sage dared to challenge the Sage of Dawn, so bold! That Sage of Dawn is the reincarnation of the Lord of Dawn! He even dared to challenge the Sage of Dawn. He really didn’t know whether to live or die.”

“…”

There were countless spies of the forces around that bright mountain. As soon as the spies of those forces heard Feng Xuanzhen’s unconcealed voice, they passed the information directly back through the magic net.

After a few breaths, a series of tyrannical thoughts peeped at this side through various spells.

“Okay!! I’ll fight you!!”

From the sacred mountain of light, countless radiances of the morning dawn burst forth at once, that beautiful, exuding an invincible aura of Asimiro’s foot, and the rainbow bridge constructed by the sacred radiance of the morning light flew out from the sacred mountain of light. , Looked down at Feng Sheng icyly, with an extremely cold killing intent flashing in his eyes.

Aximiro is the reincarnation of the Lord of Dawn, the rebirth of the warlock emperor who was once invincible for an era. Even though he is the eighth sorcerer emperor recognized as the weakest, he is still an invincible existence of the same tier.

Even if Ashimilu was defeated by Yang Feng, when his identity as the Lord of Dawn was revealed, it attracted more powerful people to take refuge. This is the terrifying appeal of the eighth warlock emperor of the human race.

Feng Xuanzhen came to challenge Asimiro, and Asimiro could not refrain from the fight, otherwise his fame would be ruined. The immense Morning Light Alliance is afraid that it will also fall apart.

The Great Sage of Lieyang stood quietly behind Ashimilu, and his gaze fell on the Great Sage Xiong Tian.

Great Sage Xiong Tian smiled at the Great Sage of Lieyang.

Feng Xuanzhen smiled faintly: “This is not a place to fight, how about going to the battlefield of Saints?”

The saint battlefield is the outer starry sky of the blue plane.

The battle between the powerhouses of the Holy Spirit Warlock shifted mountains and seas, and it was just a matter of waiting for the stars to take the moon. Basically, the battles between the powerhouses of the Holy Warlock ranks will be agreed in the outer starry sky.

“good!!”

A cold light flashed in Ashimilu’s eyes, turning into a stream of light and flying away from the plane of blue.

Feng Xuanzhen also swayed slightly and disappeared from the same place.

Those thoughts also flew in the direction where Feng Xuanzhen and Ashimilu were.

In an extremely empty star field.

Aximiro stared at Feng Sheng with cold eyes, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes: “Feng Sheng, you dare to challenge me, this is the biggest mistake of your life!”

“Sage of Dawn, let me understand how strong the Eighth Sorcerer Emperor was invincible in the world back then!!”

A scorching color flashed in Feng Sheng’s eyes, he smiled boldly, chanted the spell silently, and reached out his hand.

In an instant, a terrifying cosmic storm that could easily destroy a plane suddenly appeared, containing the profound meaning of the wind and swept towards Ahimiro.

Under the control of Feng Sheng, the cosmic storm dragged the surrounding cosmic energy, forming a natural phenomenon that killed everything.

The cosmic storm will only grow stronger and stronger with the passage of time, and when it reaches its peak, it can even cause heavy damage, and even kill a great saint-level powerhouse.

“Break it for me!!”

A fierce glow flashed in Ashimiluo’s eyes, and the endless morning light shone, and he reached out a little, and the chains of the morning light pierced into the void, directly smashing the nodes of the cosmic storm.

The cosmic storm node that contained the power of destroying everything was destroyed and slowly disappeared.

“Yes, you deserve to be the Eighth Sorcerer Emperor. It’s really tyrannical. It’s so easy to defeat me! It’s fun, it’s fun! It’s a real honor for me to fight against a peerless powerhouse like you.”

Feng Xuanzhen smiled happily. At the same time, the profound meaning of the actual combat wind and the profound meaning of speed, turned into a touch of breeze, and instantly appeared in front of Ahimiro, his hands evolved into two wind knives with a length of 100,000 meters, facing toward Ahimiro. Cut off.

“Feng Xuanzhen, I have seen a lot of geniuses like you! All of them are now a corpse, a stepping stone for my progress. You are no exception!”

A cold light flashed in Ashimilu’s eyes, and the endless morning light shone, suddenly violent, fighting with that Feng Xuanzhen.

The two peerless saints of the human race were fighting in this void, and the terrifying power fluctuations filled all directions.

Around that, stars shattered and space was torn apart, forming dangerous places.

Great Sage Lieyang smiled slightly and suggested: “How about we seal this void together? Great Sage Xiong Tian!”

Great Sage Xiong Tian said decisively: “Okay!”

Whether it is Feng Xuanzhen or Aximiro, they possess countless secrets and various powerful trump cards. They naturally don’t want anyone to pry into their secrets.

The Great Sage of Lieyang read the spell silently, waved his big hand, and a treasure mirror suddenly flew out, suspended in the void, and twisted and weird ripples diffused out of the treasure mirror, covering all directions.

Under the weird ripples, the void seemed to be shrouded in a veil, completely obscuring everyone’s sight.

“pity!!”

“This battle must be wonderful, but unfortunately I can’t see it!”

“That’s natural. Neither Feng Xuanzhen nor Ashimilu want to see his hole cards!”

“…”

In the void, regretful feelings spread from those thoughts, but they did not leave, but quietly waited for the result of this battle.

Two days later.

A bloody morning light flew out of the void and flew towards the direction of the sacred mountain of light.

The Great Sage Lieyang sighed slightly, and followed that morning light flew towards the direction of Guangming Shenshan.

“As expected to be the lord of my storm plane! Congratulations to my lord, defeat the lord of dawn!!”

A flash of ecstasy flashed in the eyes of Great Sage Xiong Tian, he laughed loudly and waved his hand to directly break the spell restriction in this area.

I saw one person standing in the starry sky, it was Feng Shengfeng Xuanzhen, the master of the wind plane. At this moment, he was in tatters, drops of precious blood dripping down the starry sky, but exuding an overbearing aura.

“The Lord of Dawn is indeed not weak and is a good opponent. Xiong Tian, let’s go! Before we go, send a few more ants on the road!!”

Feng Xuanzhen glanced into the void, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, suddenly violent, and turned into a terrifying stream straight into the void.

“Yes, my lord!”

The Great Sage Xiong Tian also shook directly, flying towards the void.

In the void, bursts of terrifying holy power and bursts of roars were heard. Large swaths of holy blood scattered from the void and scattered all over the void.

It didn’t take long for the aura of a powerful spiritual warlock to disappear, and the aura of a powerful spiritual warlock to flee from here one after another, fleeing in all directions.

“Feng Sheng, the lord of the wind plane, invites the Lord of Dawn to fight, and the Lord of Dawn is defeated. After Feng Sheng defeats the Lord of Dawn, he will attack and kill the six saint-level powerhouses of Xiong Tian. Kill one person, inflict two heavy losses, and three of them flee.”

As soon as this piece of information appeared on the Gods and Demons Forum of the Human Race Monet, it immediately caused an uproar.

“Wind Saint? Is that the master of the Thirty-Six Primary Material Plane Fenglan Plane? How could he be so strong?”

“This person is so amazing! He was originally just an ordinary orthodox warlock. In the era of the Cloud Dynasty, his performance was also mediocre. Once he entered the plane of storm, he had many adventures, advanced all the way, and finally became the lord of the storm. sky!!”

“…”

On the forum of gods and demons, after seeing the message, those strong men above Yuehua of the Human Race quickly turned out the growth trajectory of that Fengsheng, and everyone’s eyes flashed a touch of shock.