Mechanical God Emperor - 424. Chapter 424

An excitement flashed in Carolinena’s beautiful eyes, and her voice trembled a little, “It’s the plane of Fesuo who can be freely enshrined and promoted to a god!!”

Many beautiful great warlocks showed excitement in their beautiful eyes. If they can directly enshrine the gods on the plane of Fesuo, they will have a life span of at least millions of years, immortal and immortal.

Sha Yuena, Joanna and other legendary dark elves such as the legendary powerhouses changed their color slightly, and a look of fear flashed in their beautiful eyes. In the plane of Fesuo, there is the existence of the dark elf goddess Rose, which is the deepest shadow in their hearts. They knew the horror of the dark elf goddess Rose.

Yang Feng smiled slightly and said, “Yes, that’s the plane of Fesuo.”

Yang Feng smiled and said: “Okay, let’s go back! The Fasuo plane still has the attention of the gods, which is not the best time for us to enter. In a few years, after the tide of the plane arrives, the eyes of the gods will be blocked, unable to Peep into the whole continent, that’s when you go in for a tour.”

Those beautiful great warlocks glanced at each other, as if bursts of fierce and bright sparks bloomed in their sights. They are all one of a thousand talents, located at the apex of the Durandot subcontinent, very keenly aware of Yang Feng’s implication. That Fei Suo plane must be the place where Yang Feng is preparing to enshrine the gods. At that time, they might be able to become a god outside Fei Suo, immortal and immortal.

Yang Feng ignored the beauties and warlocks around him who had their own ghosts, and went straight back to the Rose Garden.

Yang Feng’s mechanical clone will take turns to live in the headquarters of the original five forces of Durandot. He likes to live in the Rose Garden the most, because there are the largest number of beautiful girls in the Rose Garden, and they look pleasing to the eye, just like the beautiful scenery, full of youthful breath.

In a secret room in the deepest part of the Rose Garden, there is a top-level folding door with a width of ten meters and a height of twenty meters, full of metal texture.

Behind that top folding door, there are three hundred and sixty-five large energy transmission lines, which are connected like blood vessels with three hundred and sixty elliptical energy transmitters with a diameter of up to two meters.

Yang Feng came to the front of the top folding door and pressed a button.

The folding door that is connected to more than 360 energy conveyors flashed, frantically extracting the energy from the 360 energy conveyors, in the 360 energy conveyors. The high-energy crystals shattered one by one.

The top-level folding door slowly opened, and a weird and twisted wormhole immediately appeared inside the folding door.

Yang Feng’s mechanical clone stepped into the weird and twisted wormhole, and suddenly appeared in a secret room in the black dragon kingdom.

In the secret room of the Black Dragon Realm, there was also a top-level folding door. Opposite that top-level folding door, sitting alone was the incarnation of that Yang Feng.

“Successful! This top-level folding gate is indeed free to shuttle through different planes!”

When Yang Feng’s mechanical clone and Yang Feng’s avatar looked at each other, they smiled with satisfaction.

The top-level folding door can freely shuttle between the two planes, which means that the distance between the two top planes, the Fesuo plane and the Cangzhi plane, is equal to nothing in front of Yang Feng. If he were to be a plane businessman, he could gain terrifying profits through the huge gap between the two planes.

A few months later.

The deity Yang Feng came to the secret room where the top-level folding door was placed in the Rose Garden, activated the folding door, stepped into the wormhole of the folding door, and appeared in the secret room of the black dragon kingdom.

Yang Feng’s avatar smiled slightly, and threw the jade medal of the mission to Yang Feng’s deity.

After Yang Feng left the secret room, he came to a remote and wild archipelago and directly crushed the jade medal.

That jade card turned into a whirlpool at the moment it was broken, swallowing Yang Feng’s deity directly, and submerged in the whirlpool.

The dizziness that was spinning around the world slowly disappeared from Yang Feng’s brain, and he suddenly appeared in front of the golden gate.

Before that golden gate, two guardians, one fat and one thin, looked at Yang Feng, and a look of surprise flashed in their eyes.

A touch of surprise flashed in the eyes of the fat old man and he meditated, “Great Warlock! He cultivates so fast! No wonder he can hunt down demigod monsters!”

The fat old man pointed to Yang Feng indifferently, and a red light fell on Yang Feng’s body: “Yang Feng, you have passed the examination! According to the agreement between Huang Yihe and you, you are now his direct disciple. NS!”

A spatial fluctuation enveloped Yang Feng, and he instantly disappeared from the spot.

White clouds.

A vast and boundless palace filled with colorful streams of light, suspended above the endless white clouds, like a palace inhabited by immortals.

On the plaque of that palace are engraved with the three characters of Huangxiangong.

A red light shone, and Yang Feng immediately appeared in front of the Huangxian Palace.

The gate of the Huangxian Palace opened, and an oriental beautiful girl with a white dress, long black hair, beautiful appearance, and a flowing breath walked towards Yang Feng with a smile: “Brother Yang Feng, I am Wang Zhilan, the master’s. One of the registered disciples, please come with me, the master wants to see you.”

Yang Feng glanced at Wang Zhilan, his eyes shrunk slightly, and a flash of shock flashed in his eyes: “Star Warlock, such a strong man is only his named disciple. It is worthy of being one of the Supreme Elders of the War Demon Sect. ”

Wang Zhilan, who looked delicate, as if he had no power to bind a chicken, was only a named disciple of Huang Yihe, and the severity of Huang Yihe’s acceptance of disciples can be imagined. If it were replaced by Yang Feng before entering the plane of Fei Suo, she would not be able to see through Wang Zhilan’s true power, and would only think that she was an ordinary human beautiful girl.

Wang Zhilan also looked at Yang Feng curiously, with a spring-like smile on her face, led Yang Feng into the Huangxian Palace, and said as she walked: “Brother Yang Feng, before you enter the plane of Fesuo , Is only a second-level sorcerer. In less than five years, he has been promoted to a great sorcerer. Even a demigod-level powerhouse has been killed. It is really amazing! Even in our war demon sect, Few senior brothers and sisters can kill a demigod in an alien plane.”

Yang Feng humbly smiled and said: “It’s just a fluke. The totems of the demigods I killed were all destroyed by me. They couldn’t use their divine powers. Only then were they besieged and killed by my helper and me. If those demigods can use them. Divine power, I may not be able to kill them.”

Wang Zhilan had a smile on her face, but her heart was full of shock: “They!! He killed more than one demigod!”

Any demigod-level powerhouse is a powerhouse comparable to the starry sky warlock and has his own hole cards. It is extremely difficult for a great warlock-level powerhouse to kill a starry sky warlock, and it is even more difficult to kill a demigod-level divine creature. Yang Feng killed a demigod-level powerhouse and Wang Zhilan was impressed, and now he had killed several demi-god-level powerhouses, and that only shocked Wang Zhilan.

Passing through the corridors, a large hall immediately appeared in front of Yang Feng.

In the middle of the hall sat a blue-robed old man, Huang Yihe, one of the four great elders of the War Demon Sect.

In that hall, there are one futon, seven futons in the front, six young men and women sit on top of six futons.

After the six futons, there were seventy-two futons. On each of the seventy-two futons, there were people sitting on top of each futon, and only one futon was empty.

Yang Feng watched this scene and meditated in his heart: “The style of painting is wrong. Yesterday it was a Western fantasy, but now it has become an Eastern fantasy. I don’t know what the Western world will look like!”

Among the eight great warlock dynasties created by human warlocks on the blue plane, the seven warlock emperors are the Lord of Time, the Lord of Taboo, the Lord of the Devil, the Lord of the Stars, the Lord of Death, the Lord of Puppets, and the Lord of Many Sounds. It is the invincible power born in the eastern world.

The Lord of Dawn of the Eighth Warlock Dynasty is an invincible power born in the Western world. Since the Lord of Dawn is a peerless power born in the Western world, he has always been unpopular in the Eastern world. The Lord of Dawn is the emperor of warlocks who is admired and worshipped by countless people in the Western world.

Before the Eighth Sorcerer Dynasty, the culture and customs of the Eastern Domination World spread across the entire Cangzhi plane, and even the Western Domination World was proud of the aristocratic etiquette of the Eastern Domination World. After the Eighth Sorcerer Dynasty, the situation changed, and it became an existence in which the civilizations of the Western Domination and the Eastern Domination competed against each other.

In the blue plane, the subsidiary subcontinents close to the main eastern world are full of customs and habits of the main eastern world, while the subcontinents close to the main western world are full of customs and habits of the western main world.

The Turandot subcontinent is a subsidiary subcontinent close to the main western world. This is like the magical society of the West in the Middle Ages.

As soon as Yang Feng entered the hall, all eyes of jealousy, envy, and curiosity focused on him.

Huang Yihe said, “Yang Feng, you passed the assessment. According to the agreement, I will accept you as a direct disciple. This is your position.”

A faint light rose suddenly from the seventh futon in the front.

“Yes, Master! Please be respected by the disciple!”

Yang Feng was very clever, came to sit down on the futon, and then proceeded to the Huangyihe for an apprenticeship respectfully.

Huang Yihe pointed at the young men and women on the six futons casually and said: “These are your six senior brothers and sisters. After you, you must get close, unite and love, and deal with all enemies together.”

Yang Feng said: “Yes! Master!”

Sitting on the seventy-two futons was a tall, handsome, and confident young man who was about eighteen or nineteen years old and stood up and bowed to Huang Yihe and said: “Master, I want to challenge Yang. Brother Feng! Please allow your permission!”

Curious and excited eyes immediately focused on Yang Feng and the young man.