Mechanical God Emperor

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In the days that followed, Yang Feng was in a different banquet.

Garza held one banquet after another, introducing Yang Feng to his supporters.

Those small and medium-sized nobles saw Yang Feng, a wealthy aristocrat who had great power, joined his own camp, and he was firm in his confidence in Garsa’s victory. At the same time, the nobles were constantly giving their courtesy to Yang Feng. In less than three days, he received more than a dozen beautiful women, and he accepted them unceremoniously.

On the fourth day, Yang Feng received the will of Morisian to summon him in 2,867.

"Victory Palace! This is the Palace of Victory!!"

Standing in front of the palace, Yang Feng looked at the beautiful and luxurious, beautiful, and the city wall with a wall of 50 meters flashed a strange light.

The palace of the Morrisne Empire is called the Victory Palace, and the meaning is invincible. After the construction of the Victory Palace, the first Emperor of the Morrisian Empire asked the gods to lower their blessings.

Under the blessings of the gods, there are countless perpetual magical techniques in the palace of victory. As long as the gods do not die, the magic will not disappear. Under the blessings of the gods, the walls of this palace of victory, even the gods of the weak power series can not be smashed. In the sky of the Victory Palace, even many gods cannot fly.

Such a sturdy palace, but above history, there are countless blood. Numerous court coups took place before the palace, and they died within the palace. The Morrisian emperor in the coup was more than 500.

Just a little paused and glanced, Yang Feng followed the servant and continued to walk inside the palace.

Yang Feng stepped into the gates of the palace, and a powerful test of the gods immediately fell from the gate of the city, shrouded in Yang Feng's body.

The scorpion robot at the top of Yang Feng quickly simulated the spiritual fluctuations of the goddess of the magic net.

Unbelievers in the Holy City of Blue City, once found, will be sent to the stake.

The test of the victory in the Victory Palace is much more powerful than the test of the gate. However, he was still deceived by the spiritual fluctuations of Yang Feng’s goddess.

The attendant who led Yang Feng quietly watched Yang Feng for a while and found that Yang Feng had no other changes under the test of the magic. This led Yang Feng to continue to walk inside the palace.

Within the hall of the House of Lords, Morrisen sat on the throne above the 2,667 world, overlooking the bottom. In the old turbid eyeballs. There is a flash of indifference.

An official said: "Your Majesty, Earl of Earl of Red Earth has arrived."

Morris En 2,867, indifferent: "Let him come in!"

Yang Feng slowly entered the hall of the parliament.

As soon as he entered the hall of the deliberation, Yang Feng felt a powerful pressure from the golden throne, as if the person above the golden throne was the Lord of the world, and no one could disobey.

Within the hall of the House of Representatives, it is also blessed by the gods. One of the blessings is the pressure of the emperor. Once inside the hall of the council. It will be affected by the spell of the Emperor. Unconsciously, he will be awesome to the man above the throne. Some people with weak minds will be pressured by the emperor, and their pressure will increase sharply.

"Wei, the Earl of the Red Chamber of the Miracle City, has seen His Majesty!"

Yang Feng stepped forward on one knee and bowed to the 2,867 world of Morris.

The nobles in the Morrisne empire saw the emperor's majesty, and the highest courtesy was a one-knee salute. Usually, the nobles saw the emperor's majesty. They are all slightly bent and bowed. However, when Yang Feng came to see Morrisen for the first time in 2,867, he must do this one-shoulder courtesy.

Morrisen looked at Yang Feng with a curiosity of 2,867. Lightly said: "Get up!"

Yang Feng got up and said: "Xie Xia!"

Morrisen suddenly said: "Ian, I heard that you have robbed hundreds of millions of gold coins from the province of Morrison, can you have this?"

The gaze of the road was concentrated on Yang Feng’s body. The officials of the Nalasa department were nervous one by one. If Yang Feng did not respond well, it would be a big disaster.

Morrisen's 2,867 temper is very weird. As he gets older, he is getting faster and faster, and he is becoming more and more unscrupulous.

Buso stood in the courtiers, but also behind the cold sweat, fearing that Yang Feng had a bad response, he was directly ordered to be killed by Maurice 2,667.

Yang Feng smiled faintly: "There is this!"

Morrisen’s two thousand eight hundred and seventy-sevenths suddenly brightened his eyes.

Yang Feng quietly added a sentence: "However, the governor of Busso is a generation of famous generals. After he was defeated forty-four times by his company, he finally realized that he had robbed the property he had looted. Those nobles who were looted by the ministers."

Morris’s face brush of the 2,867th century became gloomy. He originally planned to extract hundreds of millions of gold coins from Yang Feng for a good time.

An official of a big prince jumped out and shouted: "Ian, have you returned after you said it? You can have the evidence to return the property to the poor nobles who were robbed by you! If not, then It’s the crime of deceiving the monarch.

Morrisen’s two thousand eighty-sevenths were even more gloomy.

Yang Feng smiled slightly, his hand turned over, and three bottles of magical medicine that bloomed like blood were in his hands: "Your Majesty, I am a magician, and I am also a potion master who is proficient in potions. When I delved into the world of potions, I discovered a potion recipe that was passed down from ancient times. The potion potion is as strong as a dragon! As a man, I studied this prescription and succeeded in making it. A few bottles of dragon-like strong potions. I want to give these bottles of medicine to you!"

Morrisen’s two thousand eighty-seven hundred eyes condensed, flashing a touch of excitement, and some eager to swear: "Send it!"

The dragon-like strong potion, once taken by a man, can make the man maintain the vigorous energy and horrible physical strength like a dragon, and not only has no side effects, but also has the effect of strengthening the body. This is the potion that all the emperors and great nobles like to take before the war of the gods.

However, due to the strength of the dragon, this potion was not taken seriously in the era of the gods. This disappeared into the long river of history.

In the Palace of Victory, there are also many potions, specially equipped with various potions for the Emperor to take. But those potions don't have a legendary potion that is as strong as a dragon.

A servant walked down from the 2,867th world of Morris, and came to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng directly handed the three bottles of dragon-like strong magical agents to the attendant. The attendant took the potion and walked toward Morris en 2,867.

Morrisen's two thousand eighty-seventeenth hands patted, and the light and shadow around him was distorted, a eagle hook nose, thin body, wearing a magician's robes, a magician with a hint of gloom between the eyebrows Suddenly appeared.

After Yang Feng saw the magician, his eyes narrowed slightly. The magician's mental power is huge, like a sea, clearly a legendary magician.

The magician took over the dragon-like strong magical potion and opened it, and reached out, a drop of dragon-like strong potion flew directly, and fell into his mouth.

The magician whispered: "Your majesty, these three potions are true, and it is indeed the powerful potion of the lost potion dragon. If these three bottles of medicine are indeed Ian refining, then he does Is a top potion master."

Morrisen smiled and said: "Very good, Ian, I really like the potion you have offered. I want these bottles of potions and potions in your hands!"

Yang Feng smiled and handed a potion prescription to the guard at the side: "This is the potion prescription."

The guard immediately handed the potion to Morrisen for 2,867.

Morris en 2,667, let go of the prescription, and threw the prescription to the magician around him. He looked at Yang Feng and he was more pleasing to the eye. He smiled: "Ian, your treasure, I accept it. What kind of reward do you want, say!"

"The treasures offered by the ministers can make you happy, and it is the privilege of the minister. It is also the life of the minister." Yang Feng smiled slightly, then changed his tone and pointed at the name. The official who jumped out said: "This person, in the conversation between the minister and his majesty, interrupted your words before the permission of the majesty, and fell into the micro-committee, and asked the majesty to be the master of me, and also the minister. A fair."

Morris, the indifferent gaze of 2,867, fell on the official.

The official’s leg was soft and he pleaded with enthusiasm: "Your Majesty, I did not frame him, kneel, I... I really did not frame him."

Morris en 2,867, indifferent: "Martini, you dare to fall into the empire's great aristocracy. Come, drag on, hang!"

Martini sighed softly on the ground, his nose and tears sighed, and repeatedly gimmick: "Your Majesty, Wei Chen did not frame him!! Your Majesty!!"

Several guards walked from the side, carrying a martini, and dragging them to the outside.

The eyes of the hall are concentrated on Yang Feng, and many are full of jealousy and fear.

Yang Feng looked at the scene where Martini was dragged out, and he couldn’t help but feel a chill in the depths of his eyes.

A court official was dragged out to kill in a few words, even the trial process did not.

The degree of danger of Morrisen's 2,867th world can be imagined, and it is simply the faint prince in the faint prince. Such a faint king sat on the throne, and Yang Feng also felt that fate was completely out of his grasp. (To be continued~^~)