Chapter 1345

Although the golden bowl is not as big as a palm, its power frightens countless people.

Zhunti Taoist priest, Jiang LAN and Hongjun in black robe, who are strong in the realm of half step and ten steps, look at the golden bowl in Zhou Yang's hand. They only feel instinctive panic and want to escape. They are like fish under the knife and will be slaughtered the next moment.

The green shirt sword saint, the immortal Lord and the real dragon emperor, all these creatures in the world, look frightened and can't move. They seem to be imprisoned by an invisible force.

They felt as if they were hanging a heavenly knife on their head. They wanted him to dismember them and make them into ingredients, so they waited for the pot.

As for the other weak creatures in the world looking at the golden bowl, as well as the foreign demons, all collapsed to the ground. Every creature was terrified. They had a feeling in their hearts that they had become the ingredients to be cooked and could not resist at all.

"Whoosh!"

The golden bowl shot a golden light, cut through time and space, and fell on the body of the evil god. It was almost to the extreme.

Even if the nine eyes of heaven evil god and devil sacrifice turned into ten eyes, they had no time to escape and were hit by the golden light.

"Let me out, I'll fight you!"

The golden light flashed away, and the heavenly evil god in place had disappeared. The golden bowl heard the roar of the heavenly evil god in fear and trembling.

In a trance, people seem to see countless laws of the great road dismembering and separating heaven and evil gods, refining and cooking, and transforming them into various energy pills.

"The immortal pot of fortune is stronger!"

Zhunti Taoist's face was a little white, and he was a little frightened in his heart.

In the past, the creator pot also needed spells. Zhou Yang now took out the creator pot. It seems that there is no spell, so he incorporated the heaven and evil gods of the tenth level primary level into the creator pot.

A strange magic weapon like the lucky immortal pot, unless it is strong enough to break the lucky immortal pot, once it is included in the lucky immortal pot, it can no longer escape.

A strong man in the tenth level primary realm was received into the pot of fortune fairy, made into a dish or refined into pills, all according to Zhou Yang's wishes.

If it were him, he would not be able to escape the shackles of the immortal pot of creation.

"Lin Dong, can you refine it?"

Yan Emperor Xiao Yan's face was dignified. This immortal pot of fortune was too strong. If he had such a magic weapon, it would be too easy to earn value points.

Once people, gods, immortals, demons and demons are collected into the immortal pot, they will all be refined into pills or dishes.

"No."

Wu Zulin shook his head and said.

He doesn't know how to refine the refining principle and the special law of refining.

Not to mention him, he is Hongmeng and linmeng of the world where the stars become bigger, the cruel emperor and Tongtian cult leader who have newly become the strong ones in the tenth level realm, and the low-level immortal pot of creation. They may be able to refine it with their strong strength.

However, none of these people can refine the high-grade fortune immortal pot in Zhou Yang's hands.

"This is really a means of saving."

Emperor Wushi looked at the golden bowl in Zhou Yang's hand and sighed.

When he first entered Wanjie building, he knew too little about the mysterious owner of Wanjie building.

Zhou Yang said that others wasted their efforts. At first, he didn't understand it, but now he understands it.

The sky evil god burns vitality, and the magic sacrifice turns nine eyes into ten eyes. Every minute and every second, the vitality is passing.

Among the people in the wanjielou, those who can leave their real names on the sky list can almost defeat the evil gods.

However, the time of defeat is uncertain. The longer the time of suppressing the heavenly evil gods, the more the vitality of the heavenly evil gods will pass.

As soon as Zhou Yang made a move, he collected the heavenly evil gods into the creator pot. In the internal space of the creator pot, no matter how hard the heavenly evil gods struggle, continue to burn vitality or explode, they will be completely absorbed by the creator pot.

"What is this sacred thing?"

Qingshan sword saint, immortal Lord and real dragon emperor, the top strongmen in the world, finally slowed down, and their voice trembled slightly.

They will never forget the terrible feeling of being tied up to be slaughtered.

It's not the crushing of strength, it's the crushing of the food chain.

Although the world is full of miracles, no poultry has ever gone against the sky and become a top power.

Zhou Yang gave them the feeling of crushing on the food chain.

Let alone have the courage to fight Zhou Yang, they are lucky to have the courage to escape.

"Lucky immortal pot."

Yan Emperor Xiao Yan thought.

There is no need to hide this magic weapon.

"Fortune fairy pot?"

Qingshan sword saint, immortal Lord, real dragon emperor and other top strongmen in the world, their pupils suddenly shrink. They said they ate the heavenly evil god before. They were not joking. They really planned to eat the heavenly evil god.

There is even a special artifact for cooking dishes.

A cooking tool can suppress heaven and evil gods. What level of strength will the owner of the creator pot reach?

They can't imagine what level the master of the creator pot has reached.

"Lord evil god

The major demon emperors of the foreign demons looked pale and flustered. The evil gods were not flustered in the face of danger before. Why did they suddenly work hard? They didn't have any psychological preparation.

Moreover, the evil gods were suppressed in an instant.

At the moment when the heavenly evil gods were suppressed, they seemed to fall into a dreamland. One invisible hand pressed their bodies, and the other invisible hand held a heavenly knife, ready to kill them.

This feeling of powerlessness and fear, even the ruthless and powerful foreign demons, are trembling and trembling.

It was the first time they felt the crush from the food chain.

"Escape!"

This idea was raised in the hearts of all foreign demons, but they felt that their bodies seemed to be hollowed out and had no strength to escape. They wanted to escape, but it was like a Hercules pulled them and couldn't move at all.

"Let me go, let me out, I'll fight you!"

"You are afraid of me. You can only suppress me by gods."

"Let me out, let me out..."

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The voice of the evil god sounded in the void through the golden bowl, but anyone could hear the trembling and panic in the voice.

The evil god is not afraid of powerful enemies, but the crushing on the food chain makes him extremely frightened. The feeling of fish on the knife and foot makes the body instinctively tremble and panic, which can't be controlled at all.

"Refining!"

Zhou Yang glanced at the evil god in the golden bowl and drank softly in his heart.

If the evil god doesn't burn his vitality and force out the tenth eye in the center of the eyebrow, he may not do it.

The heavenly evil god is the strong one in the tenth level realm. Moreover, it can also become a commodity of Wanjie building. It is very precious. Zhou Yang naturally can't let him damage it.

"Go back to have a banquet and try the craft of fortune fairy pot."

All the people in the wanjielou said, "·······".

All creatures in the world, "... And.

Extraterritorial demon clan, "········".