Mechanical God Emperor

Chapter 1202: Illusion God Race

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The Great Sage Boyuan smiled and said: "In a secret realm in the illusory sea of stars in the central starfield of the Eternal Road, the descendants of the Illusion God Emperor live in the Illusion God family. In their hands, they hold the [Mask of the Illusion God Emperor]. I have a friend who is the patron saint of the Illusory God Clan. If you can persuade him to borrow the [Mask of the Illusory God Emperor], I am willing to sneak into the True Ruins of the Gods Clan and rescue Master Michelia."

Yang Feng said: "How to contact him?"

"please wait!"

Boyuan Great Sage's five fingers, a piece of colorful scales suddenly appeared, blooming with colorful light, and a flower directly grew out of that colorful light.

The flowers bloomed, and in the center of the flowers appeared a handsome great sage with short blue hair.

The handsome great sage swept his gaze slightly toward the surroundings, and said calmly, "Great Sage Boyuan, what can you do with me?"

The Great Sage Boyuan said: "The Great Sage of Blue Fantasy! This is my Patriarch, the Heavenly Sage. He has something to discuss with you."

A strange light flashed in the eyes of the Great Sage Qing Huan and he bowed to Yang Feng: "I have seen Heavenly Sage!"

Yang Feng said: "The Great Sage of Blue Fantasy, I hope I can borrow your magical gods' secret treasure [Mask of the Magical God Emperor] to use it. After this is done, I can pay twenty [Immortal Fountains] as reward."

The Great Sage Green Fantasies smiled helplessly: "Since Master Tianshen speaks. I shouldn't have spoken to refuse. But the [Mask of the Magical God Emperor] is hidden in the magical realm of my race. If he is unwilling to show up, we I can't find him either."

It is like [Xi Shen Jia] [Blue Sun Halberd] [White Tiger Sword] such emperor-level artifacts with spirituality, if they want to hide it, even the strong of the Great Sage-level can hardly find their traces.

Yang Feng frowned slightly and said, "Illusory Domain? Can you let me go in and look for [Mask of the Illusion God Emperor]?"

"Okay! This is the location of the magic domain. If you are Lord Tiansheng and you don't want to be discovered your true identity, you can use this identity to enter the magic domain!"

The Great Sage Green Fantasies stretched out his hand a little, ripples gleamed, the void was slightly distorted, and a thing seemed to appear here across an endless distance.

It's just that there is a terrifying barrier in the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls, and the projection of that thing has appeared here, but it can't be transmitted.

With a slight movement in Yang Feng's mind, the barrier shrouded in this hall of souls immediately disappeared.

Ripples in the void gleamed, and a green leaf appeared directly, exuding a trace of magical meaning.

Countless mysterious curse imprints appeared in Yang Feng's eyes, took a deep look at the green leaf, and instantly analyzed all the information of the green leaf, and with a touch, the green leaf disappeared.

In the deepest part of the fantasy sea of fantasy.

"Finally caught up!"

A beautiful woman with long blue hair falling shoulder-to-shoulder, a hot and sexy body, wearing a blue tights, fully highlighting her beautiful figure, emerged from a blue light and appeared in a ship with a length of three. Kilometers, in front of a large ship with a mysterious spell engraved on its entire body.

"This is the magic ship leading to the illusion of our holy land, show your identification."

A warrior exuding fluctuations in the power of the solar warlock stepped forward and said coldly.

The beautiful woman in the blue tights smiled slightly, flipped her jade hand, and a green leaf suddenly appeared, blooming with incomparable green light.

The warrior's face changed slightly, and a look of respect flashed in his eyes, and he let out the way: "Huan Keren, the first person in this year's magic genius battle! Please come in!!!"

The fantasy god genius battle is a grand ceremony of the fantasy god family, held every 100 years. Only those geniuses of the fantasy gods who are under one thousand years old can participate.

If the first genius in the history of the Illusory God genius battle had not fallen in the process of growth, he would be promoted to a powerhouse of the Warlock King level or above.

Fifty percent of the saints of the Illusion God Clan were born from the first genius of the Illusion God Genius War, which further demonstrated the noble status of the Illusion God genius and the first person.

"All old acquaintances!!"

As soon as Huan Keren boarded the spirit ship that led to the fantasy realm, he came to a vast hall, his eyes swept slightly, and he saw many young fantasy youth geniuses standing in the living room.

"Fantasy, she is here too!!"

"Now, all the top 100 geniuses in this year's Illusory God genius war have all come."

"..."

All the geniuses of the fantasy race in that living room focused on Huan Ke Ren, full of envy, jealousy, and respect.

"Huan Keren, you are such a big air, that we have waited for you for an entire hour. It really deserves to be the first place in the genius battle of the phantom gods."

A stunning beauty with long blue hair reaching up to the waist, wearing a white dress, with twin peaks almost splitting out of her clothes, exuding a glamorous charm all over her body, smiled coldly and sneered forward.

Huan Keren apologized and said, "Sorry, I'm late, Huan Mingyan. Sorry, everyone has been waiting!"

A tall, handsome man with short blue hair and a tall, handsome-looking man walked over and said, "Forget it, Mingyan, but it's not intentional! And now it's not the scheduled take-off. time."

A man of the fantasy race with short blue hair and a fat body as if he were a ball, who looked very strange also came over and said: "But the man has arrived, why doesn't this spirit ship start?"

An expressionless and handsome man from the Illusory God Race walked over and said coldly, "Who are you waiting for? However, this time our spirit ship should only be in the top 100 geniuses of this year's genius battle to enter the illusion. That's right."

Huan Ke Ren, Huan Ming Yan, Huan Feng, Hua Luo, Hua Bing Jue, are the top five peerless geniuses in this phantom god genius battle, and their strength is far superior to other illusion god genius geniuses.

With the five people as the center, eight young geniuses from the Illusion God Race came over, formed a small circle, and talked about the mysteries of various illusions.

Three hours later, Yang Feng slowly stepped into this hall.

"Who is that person?"

"The spirit ship has exceeded the takeoff time for two hours, just to wait for him?"

"Is he the son of a big man?"

"..."

As soon as Yang Feng entered the hall, he attracted many eyes, full of speculation.

Under the gaze of many eyes, Yang Feng came to an inconspicuous corner and sat down, picking up a glass of magic wine, a special product of the Illusory God clan, and quietly tasting it.

"Everyone has arrived, and the spirit ship is about to start. Please be prepared!"

Soon after Yang Feng entered the hall, a voice rang in the hall, countless curse marks gleamed, and the spirit ship immediately took off and flew towards the direction of the fantasy domain.

"Boy, who are you? Let us all wait for you for two hours?"

Amidst the fragrant breeze, the illusion of beauty walked up to Yang Feng, with an arrogant face, looking down at Yang Feng from a condescending position, and said coldly.

Huan Mingyan is the third-ranked genius in this year's fantasy god genius battle, even if she is a descendant of a saint, as long as she has a reason, she dare to criticize the other party unceremoniously.

Huan Keren and several geniuses who were waiting for the magical god orb also followed Huan Mingyan.

Huanfeng smiled helplessly: "This friend, I'm very sorry. Ming Yan is this character, she has no malice. If there is any offense, please forgive me."

Every genius has arrogance, but although Huanfeng is arrogant, but arrogance is deep in his heart, but the reception is gentle and smooth.

Yang Feng smiled faintly, and said softly: "My name is Huanfeng, I'm sorry, I want to be alone."

Huan Feng heard the meaning of chasing guests in Yang Feng's words, and directly pulled Huan Mingyan away from here: "That's disturbing!"

Huan Mingyan glared at Yang Feng fiercely and said in a low voice: "Damn, that guy is so arrogant, he doesn't even put us in his eyes. I must teach him a lesson."

"Don't go too far!!"

Huanfeng keenly felt Yang Feng's deeply hidden ignorance, and was vaguely displeased, and exhorted.

"Don't worry, I will only make him lose oneself!!"

Huan Mingyan smiled slightly, and walked to another corner, silently reciting the spell, five fingers, and a phantom flower suddenly appeared in her hand.

Countless curse imprints bloomed in the illusion flower, and Yang Feng's figure was immediately reflected.

Huan Mingyan smiled, and her whole body burst into an astonishing charm. Except for Huan Feng, Huan Luo, Hua Bing Jue, the rest of the Magic God Race geniuses looked away one after another, not daring to look at her more, for fear of being caught by her. The charm is completely captive.

Huaming Yan's jade hand lightly pointed towards that illusion flower, and a trace of illusion ripples quietly diffused in this hall, rolling towards Yang Feng.

The fluctuations of that illusion technique are silent and exquisite, even if a powerful warlock king-level expert is not paying attention, it will be difficult to detect.

"This little guy actually cast spells on me. It's overwhelming! Forget it, I'll have fun with you."

The corner of Yang Feng's mouth raised slightly, revealing a hint of a smile, running the law of illusion, and the value of a flick, a curse mark containing the law of illusion suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.

"what!!"

The Huan Mingyan suddenly blurred her eyes, and her pretty face flashed with a blushing color, soft to the ground, curled up into a ball, and made a cry that was uncontrollable and convulsive.

"Illusory Backlash? He is a master!! So strong! You are not allowed to watch it!!"

Huan Keren's pretty face changed, and with a wave of her jade hand, a ripple shone, and she and Huan Mingyan were directly separated from the young men of the fantasy god race.

Huan Keren recites the spell silently, stretches out his jade finger a little, and a trace of colorful light gleams, condenses to form a spell mark, and sinks into Huan Mingyan's body.

Those mysterious spells gleamed with light, contending with Yang Feng's illusion skills, trying to get rid of Yang Feng's illusion skills from the illusion and bright body.