Mechanical God Emperor

Yang Feng’s eyes flashed a touch of appreciation: “It’s not the big emperor Andre, it’s amazing!”

Garsa and other four emperors are very good, but compared with the great emperor Andrei, there is a gap between the grass chicken and the phoenix.

It’s just that Andre’s more wise and martial arts, the more Yang Feng does not want him to board the throne, or once he controls the power of the entire Morris empire, what Yang Feng wants to do will become very difficult.

Andre went straight.

"Big brother!"

The four people of Porta saw the closeness of Andre's courtesy with a hint of politeness and jealousy.

"You are Ian?"

Andre ignored the four people of Porta, and went straight to the front of Yang Feng, condescending, with a domineering, faintly asked.

Yang Feng is not humble and said: "I am Ian, His Royal Highness!"

Andre’s eyes flashed a sigh of sorrow: "Good, unfortunate."

Canales stepped forward, and the indifferent eyes burst into a burning radiance, straightforward in a natural tone: "I am Canales, Ian, take all the potions in your hands." Come and give it to me. I can't care about the things between you today."

Yang Feng stared at Canales with an idiot-like look: "Why should I give you the prescription, instead of handing over the potion medicine you have mastered?"

Canales gave a slight glimpse, and there was endless anger in his eyes. He smiled coldly: "Stupid!! I only intended to have your prescription. Now, because of your stupidity, I intend to make you my. Slave. I will challenge you with a potion, the one who loses, the slave to the side that wins, all that is subject to the winner!!"

Yang Feng asked one sentence: "Why should I promise your challenge?"

Canales smiled coldly: "This is a challenge between fair potions. You can't refuse. If you refuse, I will let the magic net gods drive you out directly, so that you can no longer enter any magic. Pray in the temple of the goddess of the net."

For a devout devotee, you can't enter the temple of the gods of your own faith to pray. That is the most severe punishment.

Canales has been famous as a potion master for decades. His connections and influence are far from being comparable to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng’s face was dignified: “You are too poisonous!!”

Canales smirked and said: "Haha. It's useless! Hand over the potions you have mastered, or fight with me for a potion and become a slave. You only have these two choices."

Yang Feng calmly said: "It seems that I have no choice."

Canales proudly throws a golden contract reel into front of Yang Feng: "This is the highest level contract scroll signature of the Shrine of the God of the Contract!"

Garza's face changed greatly, and he grabbed Yang Feng's right hand. The loud voice: "Ian, don't sign! I can use my power, and definitely won't let you drive away from the gods."

Canales proudly sneered: "The Pope's Pope was once an accident because of an accident. He was seriously injured and dying. I saved him with a potion. He owes me a favor. Your strength can be compared. Is the power of the Pope on the magic net?"

Garza’s face suddenly changed and he was silent.

The headquarters of the Magic Net is not in the Morrisian Empire. Garza is indeed the emperor's six emperors. There is indeed some influence in the Magic Net, but it is impossible to match the Magical Pope.

Canales is very arrogant, but also has arrogant capital. After decades of becoming a potion master, I don’t know how many strong people have taken over. His words are much more useful in many specific fields than many princes of the Morrisne Empire.

Yang Feng was silent for a while. Look carefully at the golden magic contract for a while, after confirming it is correct. Struggling to break away from Garza's big hand and signed his name on it.

After signing his name on the golden magic contract, the golden magic contract suddenly burned and turned into two golden lights, which were not in the eyebrows of Yang Feng and Canales.

Canales glanced at the high platform that was made for the potion auction, revealing a smile: "The central high platform of the auction is really good, just right for the duel between us."

Yang Feng said: "Good!"

The two soon came to the high platform.

Canales faintly said: "The potion rule of the potion, a person drinks a bottle of potion, and then finds ways to lift the magic of the potion. Who can't help but admit defeat, even if it fails."

Yang Feng nodded slightly and agreed to the words of Canales.

The duel between the potions is not to fight through magic, but to drink the potion of each other's configuration, and configure the magic potion to dispel the magic of the other potion. The duel between the potions is often a bottle of potion and it is the winner.

Yang Feng said with sincerity: "Master Canales, you are a long-established potion master. To honor you, I will make a bottle of potion first, let you drink first."

Canales smiled faintly: "Respect the old and love the young, do you understand? If you want to respect me, then you should drink my potion!"

The duel between the potions, the party that first drank the potion was completely at a disadvantage. Unless the strength gap between the two sides is too large, whoever drinks the other potion will be at an absolute disadvantage.

Yang Feng smiled and said: "No, no. If I drink it first, I don't say that my strength is much stronger than that of the master. Or you should drink it first, the master is stronger than me, drink my potion. And it can definitely be solved easily."

Canales did not let her say: "My strength is indeed better than you, but the person who drinks the potion first is you."

Andre went straight over, clenched his fists and reached out to Yang Feng. He was overbearing: "There is one or two gold coins in it. You guessed it is one or two. Guess, Kanale. Master Master first drink, no guess, you drink first."

Yang Feng sighed for a while: "Two!"

Andre's five fingers slowly opened, so that everyone can see very clearly, there is only one gold coin in his hands.

Andre faintly said: "You drink first."

Yang Feng said faintly: "Good!"

Canales silently recited the mantra, waved his hand, and the magical light shone. A huge table appeared on the ground in amazement. On the table, there were all kinds of strange herbs.

In the eyes of Canales, a flash of enthusiasm, excited and smiled: "There are 3,000 kinds of herbs here, I know that you are not prepared. We use the three thousand kinds of medicines here as materials, refine the potions, fight well. A fight. Of course, you have to add your own medicine, and there is no problem at all."

Canales is an insatiable potion pharmacist who has been studying potions for a lifetime. His magical power is only a magical level, and he is a magician who has barely advanced with a variety of precious potions. However, he is above the potions, but he is definitely the top three super potion masters of the Morrisne Empire. In his heart, he also has his own pride.

After the completion of the speech, Canales no longer pays attention to Yang Feng, focusing on those herbs, carefully selecting a variety of herbs, and selecting a total of 23 herbs.

In the venue, everyone's eyes were deeply attracted by Canales.

A potion master refining the potion on the spot is definitely a rare sight. Many of the big men below have never seen how a potion master has refining a potion.

Among the Faso planes, potions is also one of the most mysterious subjects, and few people are able to master and master.

Yang Feng carefully looked at the twenty-three herbs, and his eyes flashed a dignified color.

Among the twenty-three herbs, 19 of them can be recognized by Yang Feng, and there are four other plants that are not recorded in the data collected by Yang Feng.

After selecting twenty-three potions, Canales carefully placed a humanoid potion similar to humans into a glass beaker, silently recited the mantra, reached out and applied a level of spell healing water. .

A blue repairing water suddenly appeared, intertwined with the humanoid potion, and the humanoid potion stood upright, and it made a harsh scream from the mouth.

Everyone present heard the scream of the humanoid potion. Many ordinary people suddenly felt a boring chest, a throat licking, and a stream of blood flowing directly from the throat and overflowing from the corner of the mouth.

Just as many people panic, a magician standing behind Andre chanted the mantra, pointing to the high platform, a spell soundproofing suddenly appeared, and the call of the humanoid potion on the high platform was completely Block it up.

"A terrible potion!!"

"It's a terrible potion. If it's not a magician, you can't handle that potion!!"

"..."

Underneath, everyone's big men flashed a smudge of their hearts, took out their towels, and wiped the blood from their lips.

Canales did not pay attention to the following people. After the water of the humanoid potion was covered, he reached for a finger, and a flame instantly shrouded the humanoid potion and the water of restoration.

Under the burning of the flame, the humanoid potion and the healing water burned incomparably. After the flame was completely burned, a black greasy liquid floated in the beaker. The layer of black greasy liquid continually rolls over and condenses into a personal face from time to time, making people feel fear when they see it.

After dealing with the humanoid potion, Canales also displayed all kinds of ordinary people's means of inconspicuousness, and began to concoct the plant of the potion.

In twenty-three beakers, soon, there were twenty-three different liquids. (To be continued~^~)