Chapter 1209: Center flowering

In the real world of the gods, countless mysterious curses shine, and the enchantment that enveloped the entire kingdom of God collapsed.
The densely devastated lords also flew out of the enchantment of the real market, hiding in the void.
A 3,000-kilometer long, full of huge mouths, strange and fierce beasts fly directly from the real market of the gods. The beastly beast is called the Swallow Dragon Beast. It is a terrible beast that can swallow the superb creatures of the great holy class.
On the body of the mouth-swallowing dragon beast, a tower resembling a warlock tower was built, and above the towers, there stood a strong man above the name of the sun.
The incomparable beams of light shone, and the light of the sacred cannons rushed directly toward the mouth of the dragon.
The Great Hall of the Ming Dynasty emerged directly, reaching out a little, and a strange white jade disc emerged directly, and countless curses flashed, forming a semi-circular defensive twisting enchantment.
The light column of the sacred cannon was bombarded on the semi-circular twisted defense enchantment and was directly twisted to the side.
"An Tea Man Devil, only you are a great saint, dare to come to our real market, God, wild?"
The six rays of light flashed slightly, and the six sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacs Look.
The radiance of the road shines, and fifty-five saints also appear behind the stalking dragon beast, exuding the horrible holy prestige.
Seven great saints and fifty-five saints, this horrible force is enough to crush any of the six major warlock dynasties of the Lord's World.
"On my own, naturally, it is not the opponent of the great saints. But with them, you are definitely not the opponent of our sage!!"
An tea man magic big sacred smile, a wave.
Numerous lines of light shine, and the dense six-level main battle robot emerges in this void, obscuring the sky, and numerous muzzles directly point to those great saints, and the scalp is numb at first sight.
The seven great saints saw that countless six-level main battle robots emerged in the void, and their brows were slightly wrinkled.
Each of the six-level main battle robots is like an ant in front of those big sacs. However, the six-level main battle robots are in the hundreds of millions. Even if they let them pinch, they must pinch hundreds of millions to be able to pinch. And those six-level main battle robots are fierce and fierce, and even the strongest of the great holy class will be bruised.
"The Night of the Tiger, the Three Great Golden Seals, the Colorful Heavenly Butterfly, the three tribes are the vassals of the real market Protoss. My family said, unless you can come up with the three holy gods of the Protoss Level, otherwise, my family will also kill all three of you, one will not stay."
"In the future, if the head of the family is the emperor of the summit, it will definitely create a trace of the bleeding veins. The races that are related to the blood of your three tribes will be killed. One will not stay." A smile, murderous, cold channel.
The three great saints, such as the Night Tiger Dasheng, heard this saying, and their brows were slightly wrinkled, and a flash of light was seen in their eyes.
Although the three major races are the vassal races of the real market Protoss, they have left their hands and sent some of them to the universe to spread their leaves. In this way, even if you are offended by a strong person, you will only be partially destroyed by the family.
However, Yang Feng’s statement is to annihilate all the ethnic groups scattered in the universe, such as the Night Tigers, and one does not stay. The Three Great Sacred Hearts, such as the Night Tiger, are not chilling.
If other people dare to speak out, then the three great saints are absolutely dismissive. However, Yang Feng's strength and power expansion are all in geometric progression, naturally letting the three great saints have a lot of thoughts and thoughts floating.
The night tiger is screaming coldly: "Hey!! Just because of your heavenly, you want to kill me three tribes, there is no such thing!!
The Qing dynasty of the Qing dynasty smiled, and there were countless mysterious curses on the body. It turned into a strange old blue tree, covering the sky, and countless strange vines contained space fluctuations, facing the Anwar Man Directly blasted.
The other five great saints also shot, and directly attacked the Ancha Mande.
An tea man magic big cold smile, his body slightly shook, and directly back.
The light flashed, and the densely-armed main battle robot formed a torrent of steel, rushing straight toward the six great saints.
Bang! Bang! Bang! !
In the sky, the sound of the explosion was endless, and the densely-armed main battle robot was directly smashed under the attack of the six great saints and fifty-five saints.
Just in the void, countless ways to send light shine, a steady stream of main battle robots constantly rushing out, toward those great saints.
The mouth is swallowing the dragon beast like a huge fortress. Numerous of the real gods and protoss of the protoss fly out of the mouth and swallow the dragon beasts, killing them with the inexhaustible main battle robots, all the time. There are many strong men of the Protoss.
Within the Temple of Heavenly Market.
The market sage looked at the starry sky and gave a slight sigh of relief, revealing a smile: "The mechanical squadron of Tiansheng is really terrible, even better than the original lord. But after all, the number of sages is too small. Supporting three days is not difficult!"
Huihai Dasheng smiled and said: "Yes. Among my family, there are still some foundations that are not used. Even if the strength of Tiansheng is tyrannical. Once our family uses those elements, it can definitely support it."
Yang Feng’s incarnation of the Ning’s mouth is slightly raised, revealing a sly smile, taking a step forward and directly banging out. At that time, the light torrent, the black hole, the fallen star, the four-fold vision of the space portal emerged. , slamming toward the market.
There is no precaution in the market, and the eighteen-defense enchantment triggered by the body is crushed one by one. It is shot by Yang Feng on the body, and the direct body bursts open. The internal organs are directly collapsed and broken, like a smash. , fly out.
The yellow sage of the sacred sacred sacred woman suddenly violently slammed with a dagger, and stabbed it in the body of the sect of the sacred wind. The glory of countless curses emerged, and the market that was directly hit hard Dasheng directly suppressed.
"Yu Ning Dasheng, what do you want to do? No, you are not a shrine, you are a god! How do you sneak into our family? How can you sneak into here?"
The sacred face of the market was changed, and he exclaimed.
The Tianshen Shrine is extremely defensive and blessed countless illusion spells. Even the top powers among the illusionists will be discovered once they enter the Temple of Heaven. It is simply impossible for Yang Feng to sneak into the Temple of Heavenly Sky without a sound.
The illusion dominated the appearance, and the chest condensed to form the face of the nine-eyed magical emperor. Nine strange magic eyes swept away and swept directly toward the Great Wall.
On the body of the Great Wall of the Sea, a jade pendant emerged, and a burst of blue brilliance emerged. A magical daisy suddenly emerged in an attempt to resist the erosion of the magical force.
Magical daisy is a magical and extraordinary plant. Once it is made into a secret treasure, it can even resist the illusion released by the great sage.
The nine magical eyes that carried the road of the nine-eyed magical emperor swept over the magical daisy, and the magical daisy became withered and collapsed.
The Great Wall of the Sea also got a breather.
At this moment, a "Zhuzhizhu" suddenly emerged, and a time torrent flooded from the "Zhuzhizhu", and brushed toward the great sea of ​​the market.
The time around the Great Wall of the Sea has become turbulent.
"The great saint of the Eternal Emperor, give me to die!!"
A radiant glow, Yunlong Dasheng directly appeared, smiled and directly inspired the emperor secret treasure [Yunlong Xuanzi Tortoiseshell]. A Yunlong suddenly flew out, condensing to form a sword of Yunlong toward the sacred sea.
The horrible Yunlong's knife was slashed and smashed, and his face smashed the body enchantment of the Great Wall of the Sea, and directly smashed the sacred sea sacred into two.
A silvery light shone, and the silver glory suddenly appeared, holding the [Silver Yaotian Scorpion Spear] directly to the saint of the true Huis.
A gleaming silver glimmer flashed, and the saint of the true market Protoss was directly penetrated.
"Tiansheng!! Yes, Tiansheng!!"
"How could this be?"
"Tiansheng, how come here!!"
"..."
The saints in the hall saw this scene, everyone's face changed greatly, some people wanted to escape, others were very decisive, cast spells, and directly hit Yang Feng.
"You all give me to die!!"
In the eyes of Yang Feng, the murderous mangling flashed, and the body’s [曦神甲] shines, and then enters the second form. He directly turned into a round of mobile devour of the black hole, which shuttled through the torrent of light, and swallowed a saint of the true Huis.
Numerous space masters suddenly emerged, opening up space and enchanting, blocking the void.
Every time of breathing, there are countless transmissions of light shining, the densely swallowed masters directly emerge, and fly directly to the market shrine that day.
Those who devour the lord are the first masters who follow Yang Feng's constant evolution. The devour of the devour is terrible. They rushed into the temple of the day and devour everything.
The Temple of Heavenly Shrine, which was refining with countless geniuses, was continually collapsed and swallowed directly by the devourer.
The Great Crowd of the Cang, the Great Dragon of Yunlong, the Great Saint of Yin Yao, and the many saints recruited by Yang Feng constantly emerged from the small world inside him, madly attacking the saints in the hall, and the Protoss of the real market. The saints are killed one by one.
Those who want to escape from the real market Protoss also smashed into the space barrier and were swallowed up by Yang Feng.
when! ! when! ! when! !
A burst of bells sounded and spread throughout the real world of the gods.
When the Queen of the Ming Dynasty heard the bell, his eyes looked toward the Temple of the Market: "The enemy attack, the Temple of Heaven has an enemy!! What happened?"