Chapter 738: Morning messenger

Zhuge Ding looked at the boat of the light in the sky, his eyes flashed a dignified color, and there was a slight hunch in his heart. He said: "Zhu Lie, who are they? What do you want to do?"
Zhu Lie smiled coldly: "They are the sacred angels under the seat of the great warlock emperor Dawn! Zhuge Ding, you are not coming to see the angels!"
"The Lord of the Warlock Emperor Dawn!!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone’s face suddenly changed. Even Yang Feng, who had always been in control, couldn’t help but change his face.
Among the many planes, many planes have the existence of the named the Lord of the Morning. After the birth of the Eighth Warlock Dynasty, the Emperor of the Eighth Warlocks was killed by the Lord of the Eighth Warlock dynasty.
After the collapse of the Eighth Warlock dynasty, there were many gods of the Lord of the Morning, among the countless planes, but the only one of the Lord of the Warlocks, the Lord of the Eighth Warlocks, the Eight Great Warlocks of the Emperor One of the Lord of the Morning.
The human warlocks of the Cang's plane were born with eight warlock emperors, although the Lord of the Morning is the weakest one. In fact, it is true that the other seven warlock emperors were too strong and almost reached the invincible situation. In the period when the rest of the seven great warlock emperors were the most tyrannical, the rest of the races of the warlock emperor ranks strong and retreat, and they dared to appear, and all the dare to appear were all overwhelmed by them, or directly killed.
The Lord of the Dawn is among the strongest of the Warlock Emperor's series. The strength is also considered to be the upper middle. It was once defeated by the warrior emperor of other races. This is considered to be the weakest existence among the eight great warlock emperors. .
Even so, the Lord of the Morning is still the horror of the Emperor's series. When He was in the world, he completely dominated the entire plane of the heavens and the countless auxiliary planes centered on the plane of the heavens. The light of the human warlock's civilization shrouded countless planes.
The warlock of the Western main world in the position of Cang is not in the mainstream of the position of Cang. However, after the birth of the Lord of the Morning, the warlocks of the Western main world became the mainstream of the plane of Cang, and dominated countless planes.
If the Lord of the Eighth Warlock's Warlock Emperor, the Lord of the Morning, was born, there was no power in the plane of Cang to resist his birth.
The big cloud dynasty, the three major warlock dynasties of the Western main world, in front of the Lord of the Warlock Emperor, the ancestors, but the ants usually exist, and die without falling!
The arrogant Zhuge Ding also had a slightly stiff face, staring at the boat of the Light in the sky, his face was cloudy and uncertain.
Except for a small number of planes owned by the War Magic, most of the plane coordinates have been found by the enemy. If the treacherous demon and the horror of a warlock emperor are enemies, absolutely ten dead and no life.
Yang Feng’s mind was moved, and he calmed down and calmed down:
The Lord of the Warlock’s emperor’s morning? It’s impossible! He died in the hands of the Emperor’s clock in his late years. This is the fact that everyone knows! He can’t live still!

In this universe, the strongest is time. Except for the eternal, no one can resist the erosion of time. The horror of the mathematician emperor will slowly erode the soul and eventually die.
In this universe, I do not know how many horrors exist in the Warlock Emperor series. One of the important reasons why they don't show up at all is that they have lived for too long, and the soul has begun to decay. Once it is born, it may fall for a short time.
When the Lord of the Morning Light was in his later years, his strength was weakened to the extreme. When I didn't know what happened, most of the human warlocks in the entire position of Cang joined forces with countless powerful people from outside to launch attacks against the Lord of the Morning.
The Lord of the Morning smashed the three great sages, and the thirteen sorcerers of the Holy Spirit, and finally died with the great sage of the great sage.
The Lord of the Morning glory fell to the battle of the entire Cang. The supporters of the Lord of the Morning and the two powerful forces of the Rebels were smothered in the plane of the Cang and the major planes, and countless strong men fell. This led to the retreat of human warlock civilization for countless years.
Zhuge Ding smiled coldly: "Yes, the Lord of the Morning will not use angels! I remember that the most powerful of the Lord of the Morning was the thirteen apostles under his seat. I was almost cheated by these guys."
"Humble mortal, look, what is this!"
On the jade seat, a beautiful and flamboyant angel waved his hand, and a white light suddenly flew up, and the void floated.
In an instant, from the white light group, countless curses were condensed and turned into two words. A vast expanse of land, as if almost endless pressure from the white light group filled out.
"Morning Emperor Order!!"
A thought directly emerged in the sea of ​​people in the place, no matter what kind of existence, can understand the meaning of the white light group.
Yang Feng looked at the morning emperor's order, and his eyes passed a strange ray of light: "Is it really the Lord of the morning?"
Zhuge Ding’s eyes also flashed a dignified color.
I want to force such a true meaning directly in the sea of ​​the sea of ​​the universe, and only the horror of the Holy Spirit warlock can create such a strange power.
Yang Feng said: "It turned out to be the angel of the great morning lord. I am Yang Feng, a true disciple of the War Mozong. I don't know if all the angels have come here. What is it?"
The eyes of the warlords are also concentrated on the angel of the Lord of the Morning.
"Humble mortal, wrathful heart, the cemetery of the dead has been converted to my lord, and is the servant of my lord. You sinners dare to shoot them. This is disrespect for my Lord, is a sin! Give up your war All the resource stars will be converted to my Lord. Your sins may be forgiven. Otherwise, today I will represent you and purify you!"
One of the three blazing angels burst into the incomparable white light, as if to judge the mortal gods, and the high judgments.
Zhu Lie and Jin Muhang took the heart of the fury, the strong man in the cemetery of the deceased, and blocked it on the road of the battle of the Mozong and the boat.
Zhu Geding swept Zhu Lie and glanced at him. His eyes flashed a murderous murder: "Zhu Lie, Jin Muhang, do you want to violate the gambling contract between us, and fight against us?"
Zhu Lie’s face was distorted and he laughed wildly:
Yes, we are furious, the cemetery of the deceased is to fight with you, the demon is not dead! However, it’s your battle to be demon! If you are a powerful god, you die. Here, the strength of your warfare plane will be weakened by more than one third. And all the geniuses of your warlords will fall here! This is the purpose of our duel with your genius disciple!!"
Jin Mu hangs his face and stares at Yang Feng. He said: "Boy, you dare to kill the two talented disciples in the cemetery. After I catch you, I will definitely point you to the sky lantern and let you know. The graveyard of my deceased is very powerful."
The genius disciples of the War Mozong looked at the three blazing angels appearing in the sky, as well as Zhu Lie and Jin Muhang, the two great powers of the sea, passing a touch of fear.
Zhuge Ding is a of powerful power series, and its strength is tyrannical. However, with his strength, even the burning power can only compete against the three blazing angels. Zhu Lie and Jin Muhang have two great powers, and almost no one can compete.
Zhuge Ding looked at the boat of the light in the sky, and his eyes flashed a dignified color. With the strength of his powerful power, he wants to escape alone, even if there are five great powers of Zhou Hai, there is also a great success rate. However, all the Warlock geniuses of the War Magic, including Yang Feng, are afraid to stay here.
Yang Feng glanced at Jin Muhang and waited for a cold smile. "It's true. Fortunately, I always do things like to do a few more preparations! Since you are looking for death, then I will send you a ride. Open the gun!!"
In the void of 5,000 kilometers away, a ray of incomparable energy beams descended from the sky, tearing the void, and rushing toward the boat of the Light.
"God said, there is light!!"
A blazing angel changed his face and madly excited the power of the angel and shouted loudly.
The boat of the Light of Light suddenly shone, and it was shrouded in a layer of aperture.
The energy-light column of the fierce and yang-level energy slammed into the boat of the light, and it burst into a smash, and eventually collapsed with the layer of aperture.
In the distance, the void was distorted, and three Liyang-class interstellar warships emerged from different directions. One after another, the main guns of the Liyang-level guns slammed into the boat of the Light.
The aperture on the boat of the Light of Light was blessed by the three blazing angels. After a moment of trembling, it collapsed directly. The boat of the Holy Light was directly swallowed by the terrible light column.
Yalikxia began the dark wing of the sky, turned into a black stream of light toward Zhu Lie, a sword toward his ape.
Zhuge Ding also burned the power of madness in a flash, screaming and directly turned into a violent storm, hanging a scroll to Jinmu, and directly rolling Jinmu County into it.
Jin Mu hangs and roars, his body squirming, and a red-horned evil spirit, the celestial body, appears instantly, and he merges with him in a flash.
The Jinmu Suspension was originally the strongest in the early days of the Zhouhai. It was merged with the Devil of the Red Devils, and suddenly the strength soared, and the horror of the peak of the mid-sea of ​​the sea was released.
For a moment in the violent storm, a hundred-meter-high red-horned evil spirit exudes a breath, and it is full of ghosts, and the fists are madly bombarding those storms with violent power. Under his fists, the violent storm was smashed by a huge crack. (To be continued~^~)