Mechanical God Emperor - 422. Chapter 422

Yang Feng stepped into the sky from the city of Banya, and walked into the sky, facing each other with the ancient black dragon transformed by Miller and the jade boat on which the three priests were riding.

Miller’s eyes flashed with a brutal light and screamed: “Despicable and shameless human beings, you seduce the chaotic mountain giant from other islands and seize my kingdom while we are both defeated! You deserve death! Grand Priest Ramata invites you to take action to suppress this evil heresy. I am willing to dedicate this kingdom to you and spread the faith and glory of the supreme and only true God of the Lord of Morning Light.”

Yang Feng smiled coldly and said: “As expected of the black dragon, one of the five evil dragons, it sprays blood with one mouth. It is clear that you sent someone to contact the evil god of the wild archipelago to besiege us first. I just counterattacked. You. Since the head dog has abandoned your brothers and people, and still has the face to come back alone, it is really shameless.”

Grand Priest La Mata glanced at Yang Feng indifferently, as if looking at an ant, domineeringly said: “Mortal, I am the Supreme Priest La Mata of the Lord of the Supreme and Only True God of Morning Light. Converted to our Church of Morning Light, Believe in the supreme and only true God, Lord of Dawn, you can live. Otherwise, today you will be a heresy and be directly purified here!”

Yang Feng was slightly startled, and stormy waves were set off: “Lord of Dawn! The Warlock Emperor of the Eighth Warlock Dynasty? Or is it one of the gods of other planes?”

The Lord of Dawn is the emperor of the Eighth Sorcerer Empire. Although his strength is far less than the seven Sorcerer Emperors of the former seven Sorcerer Empires, he is also infinitely close to the world’s invincible horror existence.

When the Lord of Dawn started the Eighth Warlock Dynasty, the Gods of Dawn on all the planes that had been ascertained fell into a deep sleep, or were hidden in secret places. There is no believer who owns the god of dawn on a plane.

In Fesuo’s plane, there is no god of Dawn in any of the gods because of fear of the existence of the Lord of Dawn in the Eighth Warlock Dynasty.

And now suddenly a Lord of Dawn appeared, which naturally made Yang Feng’s heart full of shock. He suddenly understood that the three major priests were terrifying powerhouses from outside the plane of Fei Suo.

“The three great priests want to purify me, it’s not that simple!”

Yang Feng smiled faintly, his figure shook, turned into a streamer, and flew away frantically.

Miller was a powerful man in the killing realm that was born from the ancient black dragon fusion of more than ten killing divinities. Even if he could not use his divine power, the power of the ancient dragon itself was terrifying. Such a strong man was easily suppressed by the three priests, and Yang Feng felt the crisis at once.

The Grand Priest of Ramata held a scepter with indifferent eyes, his eyes blooming with the glory of the dawn, and pointed towards Yang Feng: “A humble mortal, dare to resist the will of the great Lord of the dawn. I pronounced that you are guilty and sealed by countless shackles! ”

The rays of dawn and divine brilliance gush out from the body of the great priest of Ramata, turning into a field of light.

Every time the Grand Priest Ramata uttered a word, it condensed a bit in the space around Yang Feng, as if there were invisible transparent shackles locking the space.

Yang Feng seemed to sink into an invisible swamp of air, and his speed was a lot slower.

Dawn divine brilliance descended from the sky, condensed into a chain of dawn, which wrapped around Yang Feng’s body, burning his body madly.

A tinge of pain flashed in Yang Feng’s eyes, and he initiated the Black Dragon Transformation, instantly transforming into an ancient black dragon comparable to a half-step star warlock, and a vast and boundless horrible dragon came out of his body. , Spreading in all directions, struggling frantically.

A sneer flashed in Miller’s eyes and sneered: “Fool! Even my pure ancient black dragon can’t break free from the chains of dawn, how can a bastard like you break free?”

When Yang Feng made a full effort, he sensed that waves of terrifying power came from the chains of dawn, burning his body and purifying the power in his body. The horrific power of the ancient dragon that could destroy mountains and rivers was completely unable to break free from the chains of dawn.

The magical skill performed by the Grand Priest of Ramata is named Chenxi Great Seal Chain. It is one of the nine top magical magics of the Chenxi God Sect, and it is infinitely powerful. With the terrifying power of his demigod pinnacle, once the magical technique of Dawn’s Great Seal Chain was used, even the real ancient black dragon could not break free.

Before thinking about it, Yang Feng used his final trump card. From the magic mechanical cloak on his back, endless demon power spewed out, turning him into a four-meter-high head, exuding boundless magic. The mighty Demon Baron Baktor, a terrifying lord-level magical might spread in all directions.

As soon as Yang Feng turned into Baron Baktor’s Demon, he felt that the power of the dawn shining from the chains of dawn became even more terrifying. Every inch of his body was burning crazily and being madly purified. , A burst of pain from the soul made him roar like a demon in pain.

The power of the abyss and the divine power of the dawn possessed by the lord of the dawn are diametrically opposed, and they exist in mutual restraint. The power of the abyss can pollute the power of the dawn, and the power of the dawn can also purify the power of the abyss.

The Demon Baron Baktor, formed by Yang Feng’s transformation, was full of pain and pitch black as ink, as if the power of the abyss demon that contained all the evil forces in the world spewed out of his body, but was madly purified by the divine power of the dawn.

The heart of the demon baron in the mechanical cloak behind Yang Feng has the power of the abyss demon disappearing every moment, and it cannot absorb the magical energy of creatures floating between the world and the earth to restore it. Only the power that can swallow other abyssal demon can recover.

As soon as Yang Feng gritted his teeth, he took out twelve crystal bottles that carried the god of killing and opened them directly. The twelve gods of killing fell into the center of his eyebrows, and they were perfect with the one in the sea of knowledge. Merged together.

Within the red earth wasteland half-orc kingdom, that statue of Yang Feng opened his eyes at once, and an immense divine power spewed out from the statue, and passed directly towards Yang Feng through Mingming’s law.

In the big temple, Catherine, who has become the pope at this time, opened her beautiful eyes, looked at the statue of Yang Feng, and shouted with a solemn expression: “The great god descended on the oracle, and everyone is going forward. Come to the Great Temple to pray.”

“Great Lord Ian, you are the only holy patron saint of our half-orcs.”

“Great Lord Ian!”

“…”

Bells rang in the kingdom of half-orcs, and all the half-orcs came to the square in front of the great temple, closed their eyes, knelt on the ground, and chanted prayers full of reverence.

The power of pious beliefs submerged in the great temple, and the idols passed through the great temple directly traversed the Mingming void, directly submerged into Yang Feng’s body.

Yang Feng’s eyes flashed with crimson light, and a crimson slaughter domain suddenly broke out. Under the strengthening of that terrifying divine power, like a sharp arrow, the white shackles formed by the divine glory of the morning were directly smashed.

Yang Feng suddenly violent, like a sharp sword, cut through the chains, appeared strangely in front of the great priest La Mata, and digged a claw toward the heart of the great priest La Mata.

Yang Feng’s speed was reaching its limit. The other two great priests had just captured Yang Feng’s figure and were immediately affected by the strange and terrifying killing field. The killing heart surged, and the heart of killing blinded his mind, like a beast toward Yang Feng. Pounce.

The Demon Baron Baktor, who was incarnation of Yang Feng, stretched out his hand and dug out the heart of the Great Priest of Ramata with great ease. The power of the terrifying abyss shocked, and the Great Priest of Ramata was directly shattered.

The other two great priests were corroded by the killing field and hit Yang Feng’s body with a punch, but they were as if they were hit on the hardest wall. They were directly shocked, and their faces were full of pain.

Yang Feng slapped his hands, patted the heads of the two great priests smoothly, and directly smashed the heads of the two great priests with one blow.

Almost instantly, the three great priests sat down by the Lord of Dawn fell into Yang Feng’s hands.

A scepter, a scripture, and a spear also fell into Yang Feng’s hands.

Those three great priests were extremely powerful, even the ancient black dragon could suppress them, but they were extremely fragile. As soon as they were shrouded in Yang Feng’s killing field, they were destined to fall.

“Do not!!”

Miller’s eyes showed a trace of horror, and he let out a scream of horror. The horrible light power of his head burst instantly, burning his head instantly and turning it into ashes. The headless corpse rose from the sky. Falling down.

With Yang Feng’s thoughts, the power of the devil retreated madly, restoring the human body.

“Damn it, all the power of faith accumulated so far has been consumed. And as it is now, it seems that the body here must retreat and understand how to control those killing gods, otherwise it will only become a lunatic.”

Yang Feng’s eyes flashed with extremely cold murderous intent, and countless thoughts turned into a ray of light in his heart, sinking into the palace of the black dragon kingdom below.

Inside the Antalya warlock of the Durandot subcontinent on the blue plane, a liquid metal robot identical to Yang Feng’s deity opened his eyes and said in a low voice: “Now I have enough power to explore that plane. The passage is over.”

In the dark mountains, where the headquarters of the Dark Caverns are located, countless forts and various laser cannons have been built. Anyone who walks out of the road to the planes of the Dark Caverns will be blasted to pieces, even the Star Warlock level. The strong are no exception.

Heavy transport planes flew from a distance, and on top of that heavy transport plane were loaded with mechanical swordsmen, mechanical pikemen, mechanical artillery, ghost hunters and many other main combat units.