MTL - Mechanical God Emperor-Chapter 1510 Welcome

A residual image flashed slightly, and the suspended speed car stopped at the foothills of the mountain. From the suspended speed, two people descended, namely Yang Feng and Zhao Haimei.

"Zhao Haimei!!"

"Dry beautiful!!"

"The red **** bastard lost this time!!"

"Zhao Haimei, your car has been converted very well!!"

"..."

In the middle of the mountain, there was a burst of excitement and cheers, and a large group of handsome men came to this side.

In the eyes of the Prince, a flash of haze was flashed, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground and broke into countless pieces. He gnashed his teeth and said: "That **** bastard, dare to destroy my plan, really looking for death!!"

Lingya looked solemnly: "Prince, that person can make Zhao Haimei's suspension speed soar to ten times the speed of sound, definitely not a simple color. He is probably the extraordinary person from the extraordinary college!!"

As soon as this statement came out, a few of the top monks in the scene flashed a haze of color. Although they are extraordinary in their lives, they are just ordinary people. They can master the life and death of ordinary people, but they also have some headaches for the supernatural.

In the eyes of the Prince, a glimpse of Morihan’s incomparable killing cold channel: “What are you afraid of!! We have not killed the extraordinary person. As long as it is not a high-level extraordinary person, it can kill!”

The Prince's family is also a profound and incomparable family in this flying spirit, with many extraordinary people working for it. The prince is just because the qualifications are too bad, and they can not eat hard, so it is still a mortal. However, with his power, it is easy to kill a star warlock.

After a dozen seconds, Chiguang drove another floating sports car back to the foothills.

Zhao Haimei's eyebrows flashed a glimmer of color, and walked to the front of the red light: "Red Light! 330 million credit points!!"

The face of the red light became very ugly.

In this flying country, the average person’s salary for one month is five or six thousand credits. The 330 million credits are hard to come by even the second generation of the rich.

Originally, Chiguang used all kinds of means and thought that he had already achieved a steady victory. This was the gamble with Zhao Haimei. Now that they have used 330 million credits, their family's cash flow will be exhausted.

When Chi Guang asked for help, he looked at the Prince and saw only the cold and gloomy face of the Prince.

"Zhao Haimei, isn't there still ten days? After ten days, I will definitely give you the credit!!"

In the red eye, there was a murderous murder in the cold, and the heart had already killed Zhao Haimei.

"Zhao Haimei, this friend around you is good, don't introduce it to us?"

With a chuckle, the Prince came over to this side, followed by several friends and more than a dozen beautiful and beautiful women.

Zhao Haimei Liu Mei slightly wrinkled and introduced to Yang Feng: "Prince, this is the friend I met on the road, Yang Feng!! Yang Feng, this is the Prince of the Tailong Group."

The Prince took a hint of arrogance: "Yang Feng, I appreciate you very much, are you interested in joining me in the Tailong Group for my work? I can give you 10 million credits a month!!"

"10 million credits!! This can already hire a third-order superman (Yuehua Warlock)."

"Great handwriting!!"

"It's a prince!!"

"..."

There was a burst of exclamation on the side. That 10 million credit points is not a small amount for the rich second generation present.

"roll!"

Yang Feng scorned the prince and glanced at the cold ice.

The arrogant smile of the prince was stiff on his face, and the false smile slowly disappeared. He stared at Yang Feng, flashing a touch of yin and cold voice: "Yang Feng, you dare to do this to me. You are dead. In this flying country, no one can save you!!"

Zhao Haimei looked awkward and shouted anxiously. "Prince, he didn't mean to offend you. Please forgive him. Yang Feng, what are you doing stupidly? Apologize to the Prince!! Come on!!"

The Prince is the first person in this top circle, and holds a huge amount of resources. Those who offended him were all ruined. Zhao Haimei is very aware of his horror.

"Prince? A big tone! Who is so courageous, dare to pretend to be the Prince of the Flying State!!"

A cold voice rang from the void.

Directly cracked in the void, a blue light descended from the sky. In the void, there were 100,000 colonial warriors wearing colonial armor and emitting horror.

A 100,000-meter-long blue warship was suspended in the void.

A blue light flew out of the blue battleship, forming a blue ladder.

A tall man, one meter tall, a black-haired shawl, and a handsome middle-aged man walked on the blue ladder.

Behind the middle-aged man was followed by the King of the Flying State, the Minister of Defence of the Flying State, and the head of the Flying State.

"That is the garrison of my flying spirits! The strongest legion!!"

"That is the majesty of the king!!"

"Defence Minister!!"

"The Prime Minister!!"

"Minister of Finance!!"

“How come there are so many big people coming here?”

"..."

Above the mountain, the dudes looked at the big man who had fallen from the sky, and they were stunned and couldn't believe their eyes.

Anyone behind the big commander is more than a multiplier than the Prince. They can let the children of the deaf children go to heaven in one sentence, and they can also bring the families of the people to **** in a sentence.

"Who is that person? Even the King’s Majesty is just his follow-up?”

The top prince waited for the middle-aged man to glance at the middle-aged man, and his eyes flashed a touch of shock.

The big commander came to Yang Feng and smiled in front of him: "This friend, hello. I am the true fifteenth day of the Western Regions. I am in charge of the sixty-fifth commander Fei Yuansheng. How do you call it?"

Yang Feng smiled lightly, and a eternal wave of volatility slowly filled out from his body: "I am Yang Feng, from other universes."

Feiyuan Sheng smiled and said: "This is not the place to talk. Let's go to the Western Palace, and taste the eternal **** wine while talking about it?"

Yang Feng glanced at the top of the prince and so on. "Good!! However, I am very annoying to these little ants!"

Feiyuan Sheng faint road: "The King of the Flying State!!"

"Below!!"

The King of the Flying Spirit respected him.

Feiyuan Shenghan said: "Have you heard it? The ants ants have made my guests unhappy, sinful and wicked, and killed their nine!!"

The King of the Flying State respectfully respected: "Follow!!"

The King of the Flying State waved a hand, and a group of garrison soldiers of the Guards Army rushed to the air. As soon as they descended, they came to the Prince, Lingya and other people, and they controlled the few scorpions.

"No! Don't!! Yang Feng, don't kill me!! I can give you credit, I can give you 10 billion credits!! Give me a life!!"

The prince's face changed greatly, his face was sorrowful and he was mournful.

"Yang Feng is a great man!!"

"I beg you, let us go!!"

"..."

Several of the dudes who were around the Prince were scared and their legs were soft, kneeling on the ground, and mourning.

Yang Feng did not pay attention to the ants, and along with Feiyuan Sheng, stepped into the blue battleship.

The blue warship flashed and disappeared into the void.

"He turned out to be such a distinguished person!!"

Zhao Haimei looked at the void, and there was a glimpse of a glimpse in the beauty. She did not even think that an ordinary person who was casually carrying on the road turned out to be a big man who was not qualified for even a national lord.

"Hello, I am the King of the Flying State. What is your name?"

The King of the Flying State came to me with a gentle look.

Zhao Haimei was a little excited in his heart: "His Majesty, my name is Zhao Haimei, the second daughter of the chairman of Fengling Group."

Although Zhao Haimei is also a very wealthy second generation, it is the first priority to be in close contact with the King of the Flying State.

In the eyes of Kings of the Flying Spirit, a glimmer of curiosity asked: "Zhao Haimei, what is your relationship with that adult?"

Zhao Haimei told the King of the Flying State about everything that would have happened to Yang Feng.

The King of the Flying Spirit smiled and said: "You are the friend of that adult. In this case, the decoration of our palace in this issue will be handed over to you, the Wind Spirit Group!"

Zhao Haimei is beautiful, flashing with excitement, full of gratitude: "What!! Thank you so much!! His Majesty the King!! Thank you so much!!"

Zhao Haimei's Fengling Group is a decoration group mainly engaged in decoration business. It was already in a difficult position because of fierce market competition. However, once the palace's decoration order is obtained, it will be able to come back to life, and at the same time, the huge advertising effect brought by the decoration of the palace can even make the group go further and become more powerful.

The King of the Flying State smiled a little. He did all this in order to gain the gratitude of Zhao Haimei. In the future, Zhao Haimei and Yang Feng can be put on the line.

Zhao Haimei hesitated and curiously asked: "Yes, what is the king, what is Yang Feng?"

"He? He is the eternal in the legend, the eternal immortal, the incomparable great existence!!"

In the eyes of the King of the Flying State, a complex color was flashed, and a sigh of sighs.

Even in the eternal world, only the eternal can be eternal, and the rest of the soul, no matter how powerful, will follow the passage of time, and eventually the soul will be directly wiped out.

Zhao Haimei has a touch of shocking color: "Eternal!! It is the kind of eternal who can reverse time and space, never die!! That kind of existence really exists!!"

The King of the Flying State smiled faintly: "Yes! That one is even a powerful presence in the Eternal. You can have a relationship with him. It is your luck and your greatest opportunity."