v3 Chapter 700： The Emperor's Recovery

The helpless look of the dragon's face.

But in fact, he didn't regret it in the slightest, and it would be better if Fenghao took him directly to Fengzhou, and was afraid that the Emperor would bother him?

Besides, she chose to abandon the dark cast and follow Feng Hao, and that was also to achieve self-transformation in Feng Zhou.

The world has a Mao relationship with him ever since.

Feng Hao comforted the Demon Dragon and said, "Don't worry, the Emperor has abandoned you, isn't there me?"

When the dragon heard Feng Hao's words, he felt that his eyes were in the sand, and said seriously: "Thank you Fengdi!"

Feng Hao shook his head: "You're welcome. In fact, if you really want to thank ... I will restrain the Emperor later, I will grab the God of Creation ..."

When Feng Hao said the four words of God of Creation, there was nothing unusual, but he could feel the kind of fluctuation between heaven and earth.

If another person speaks the four words of the **** of creation, it is estimated that the end will be almost the same as the Devil King.

"..."

The magic dragon looked at Feng Hao timidly. Is this like a human thing?

Feng Hao was right: "Of course, if you don't want to, just treat me as if I didn't say ..."

The dragon bit his teeth and said, "That's good. If this seat is in danger, you must take me away!"

"it is good!"

Feng Hao slaps his chest.

In fact, he doesn't need how long the magic dragon can resist, as long as the creator **** tripod appears in his sight, the magic dragon can attract the magic emperor in one third of time.

...

At the same time, looking at the dark atmosphere of the Emperor, it was about to grow to dominate the terror, Feng Hao directly took the small ball and Xiao Hei, and appeared in the pillar of fairy light emitted by the God of Creation.

Suddenly, the enhanced real spirits tried to impact the fairy power of the creator **** tripod.

However, even if these true spirits are powerful, they have no ability to persevere for a few seconds under the immortal power. They may be directly overdone if they grow longer.

So Feng Hao, the magic dragon, and the small ball and small black, enveloped by the immortal force sent by the creator **** tripod, did not encounter an emergency.

Stable one!

Feng Hao doesn't know how long this pure land created by the God of Creation can last ... but if it is long enough.

Then there is no fear of the Emperor resurrected, unless ... the Emperor took the creator **** tripod!

Otherwise, it is absolutely safe to stay inside.

As time went on, the Dark Power of the Emperor grew stronger and stronger, and the power from the heavens seemed to be rock solid.

Despite the increasing power of the Dark Emperor, it still left this small piece of fairy earth, allowing Fenghao and the Dragon, as well as small **** and small blacks, to ignore the coercion brought about by the Emperor's recovery.

Jump!

Suddenly, there was a loud noise from somewhere in the Grand Canyon.

The black dirt burst.

A middle-aged man in a long robe rushed out from the ground of the Grand Canyon, and suddenly a wave of magic power filled the entire devil ...

"The years have passed, as if everything just reappeared yesterday ..."

The middle-aged man stood on top of the void and continued to say, "The people of the demon world, your devil is back!"

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Suddenly among the winding mountains, countless strengthened true spirits, shouting from the sky, as if saluting the emperor.

"Hahaha ..."

The Emperor felt the shout and worship of Wan Mo, and he was in a good mood.

But at this time, the Emperor saw Ye Lan and the Demon Dragon in his realm and the world ...

"Ok?"

The emperor frowned when he saw this scene.

Because the magic dragon is not subject to the suppression of immortality, it is the true spirits. After strengthening their strength, they hope to defeat the invisible shield shrouded in immortality.

But under the influence of the spirit of the origin of the Creator, they all seemed to be burned, and they cried out.

This hand demon dragon just reacted. Is it a rebellion to the immortal co-authoring the demon dragon?

Otherwise, why his dark air can strengthen those real spirits. , But not on the dragon?

Even when the dragon is bathed in fairy air, let alone how moisturizing it is.

"Magic Dragon, you are my demon supreme ... What is the situation now? The Emperor needs your answer!" The magic emperor stared at the Demonic Dragon coldly.

The magic dragon spread his hands and said, "Nothing happens, I have a showdown, I am now a fairyland ..."

The Emperor froze for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and laughed, and said, "Well, a person from the immortal world, then ... to prevent you from harming the people of the emperor, even if you recover, the emperor will take back your life!"

After the Emperor said this sentence, the unexpected shot of the Demon Dragon did not appear.

When he saw the Demon Emperor, he stood on the void, his eyes frosted ...

Nothing else happened.

Feng Hao: "?????"

Feng Hao thought that the Emperor would suddenly shoot at the Demon Dragon, but who knew it but remained motionless, which made him a little confused at the time.

Say yes to take back the life of the dragon?

At this time, the Dragon said quietly: "When the Emperor recovered, he might have sensed that the forces of the Demon Realm were converging here, so he wanted to stun the creatures of the Demon Realm ... After all, it seemed like the creatures of the Demon Realm were all It's a piece of loose sand ... probably because the power that has not been restored is used on these beings ... resulting in the appearance of killing me with my eyes now! "

Feng Hao was slightly relieved when he heard what the Dragon said.

Now the Emperor seems to have some foxes and fake tigers ...

Then ...

The corner of Feng Hao's mouth evoked a touch of radian, and then his body left the pure land covered by Xianli directly.

Wow!

Without the order of the Emperor, those real spirits are swarming, trying to shred Feng Hao into flesh ...

However, Feng Hao evokes a radian from the corner of his mouth.

Just when the real spirits jumped up and wanted to **** up Feng Hao, suddenly a bronze pot appeared behind Feng Hao ...

Just like Ding.

Open your mouth to them ...

Refining the demon pot!

"Hmm! Hmm! ..."

Then, these real spirits wanted to stop their bodies, and they were too late to be absorbed into the demon pot ...

In less than a few seconds, there were more than 700 true spirits coming up, but now it has become a tonic for the demon pot.

The other true spirits were shocked.

This is the Imperial Tool!

It's their natural nemesis.

Feng Hao saw these true spirits dare not come over. He thought that the emperor's tools were more reliable. These demons were born with fear.

At this time, Feng Hao understood a bit, why the dragon was persuaded when he offered the Pangu God Axe ...

There is no way to compete!

Feng Hao's figure slowly lifted off, and floated at a distance of more than one hundred meters from the Emperor.

"The demon pot, this is the emperor's tool to suppress the demon dragon ... I never thought you would get it ..."

The Emperor's complexion was ancient and faint. He looked at Feng Hao, who possessed the Emperor's Pot, and then asked, "Tell Bendi, who are you?"