(ps: There is one more, later)

The energy of the billions of elements is coming from all directions, and a star with infinite mystery suddenly emerges.

The light of that star shimmered, and a huge space portal suddenly emerged, layered, endless, and distorted.

The mysterious time flows from the space portal, through the past, present and future. Numerous mysterious images emerged from the long river of light.

In that long river of time, a black hole that swallowed everything suddenly appeared, madly swallowing the power in all directions, as if to devour all the heavens and the earth.

The elemental energy and bio-magic energy within a billion miles are swallowed up by the horrible engulfing black hole.

The one that swallowed the black hole, and evolved to form a huge black star, descending from the sky, fell into the mainland of the branches occupied by the war demon, and fell into the body of Yang Feng.

Yang Feng opened his eyes and his eyes seemed to be turned into two horrible black holes, engulfing the sun, the moon and the stars, full of mysterious and great power.

An intact, horrible and immortal breath slowly filled out from Yang Feng’s body and suppressed the Quartet.

"The Holy Spirit Warlock! I finally advanced to become the Holy Spirit Warlock. This power is really powerful."

Yang Feng quietly sat in the middle of the golden lake, feeling that his soul has changed again and there has been a radical evolution.

When Yang Feng thought of it, he was able to perform calculations comparable to the six-level intelligent light brain. If he comes to some small planes like the earth, he can become the only true God who knows everything and can do everything.

Yang Feng looked at the golden lake with a thin layer, and his eyes showed a smile: "Thanks to this golden lake, I was able to advance perfectly. Fortunately, I was decisive and took this continent."

The golden lake is the center of this tree's floating continental bio-energy, and the lake has all kinds of magical power. Yang Feng was completely transformed by the power of the Golden Lake, and perfectly evolved into a Holy Spirit Warlock.

A Suzaku, who was burning with a blazing flame, flew from afar, and as soon as it fell to the sanctuary where the branches were floating in the mainland, the change became a beautiful woman with a red hair and a beautiful beauty.

The beautiful lady who changed from Suzaku respectfully said: "I am the great messenger sent by the great sage of the sage of the sacred sacred sacred scent. See the great warlord, the sect of the sect of the sect of the Supreme Council of the Seventh Speaker, Yang Feng adults!"

A golden Hongqiao stretched out from the golden lake and landed in front of Zhuque Lixiang.

Zhuque Lixiang stepped on the golden Hongqiao, and the golden light flashed, and it was transferred to the golden lake.

Yang Feng casually sat in the golden lake and said: "Yan Sheng let you come, what is it?"

Zhuque Lixiang looked at Yang Feng, who was sitting in the golden lake. The beautiful color flashed in the beauty, respectfully said: "Yan Sheng adults want to ask you, the next seventh speaker."

Zhuque Lixiang is a pure-blooded Suzaku. When she was born, she possessed the terrorist power of the Yuehua Warlock series. After her adulthood, she directly possessed the power of the Zhouhai class. She has been working hard for a long time, and the current cultivation is only the beginning of the warlock king. However, Yang Feng was born in the past five hundred years and has been promoted to become a Holy Spirit Warlock. Seeing Yang Feng, she was filled with envy and jealousy.

Yang Feng’s brow slightly wrinkled and fell into sinking: “The seventh speaker of the parliament?”

The seven Speakers of the Supreme Council of the Terran are the strongest of the Warlocks, and will not be served by the strong men of the Holy Spirit Warlock. Everyone of the Holy Spirit Warlock is high above, overlooking all beings, and a closed-door enlightenment will consume decades and hundreds of years, and naturally it is not suitable for managing common customs.

Of course, the position of the seventh speaker of the Supreme Council of the Terran is extremely important and has a high weight. Yang Feng will never let go, then Yan Sheng will send someone to ask Yang Feng's will, and let Yang Feng randomly nominate the seventh speaker.

After Yang Feng was promoted to the Holy Spirit Warlock, he was a terrorist giant in Megatron, and he had the power to nominate the leader of the Supreme People's Congress.

Yang Feng quietly weighed: "Micheliya, Shiyu can't. With their talents, plus the resources I have acquired this time, the promotion of the Holy Spirit warlocks is no suspense. And they are not good at management and interests. ”

Michelangela and Shiyu are all different from heaven and earth, the darling of the universe. Everyone who is promoted to the Holy Spirit is no suspense. However, on the intrigue, fighting for power, but even ordinary people can not match.

The position of the leader of the Supreme Council of the Terran is that one can desperately fight for the interests of the Demon. At the same time, it can handle the existence of everyone.

In fact, Yang Feng was previously the head of the highest-ranking parliamentary meeting of the Terran, and he was not very competent. However, before that, only he was qualified to serve as the chairman of the Supreme Council of the Terran, with the support of peerless merits and brilliant sacredness.

Since the suppression of the ancestors of the demon, and Yang Feng advanced to the Holy Spirit Warlock, the power of the War Magic has been extremely horrible, in the highest parliament of the Terran, the strength is second only to the six warlock dynasties. It already has the terrorist power of the highest parliament of the Terran.

"Just her!"

Yang Feng weighed repeatedly, hit a ring, a radiant glow, a black hair, a fascinating atmosphere on his body, Wu Meiying, who fell in the country, appeared here.

Wu Meiying smiled at Yang Feng sweetly: "What is your chance to find me?"

Yang Feng smiled slightly: "I want you to be the seventh speaker of the Supreme Council of the Terran. Are you interested?"

Yang Feng dominates countless planes, and the genius of the soul qualification is as high as eight. Only Wu Meiying and Lei Jiana are found. Lei Jiana worked hard and repaired it, and it was far above Wu Meiying. However, Wu Meiying has a seven-year-old exquisite heart. He is a man of all sides, and the means of fighting in the harem is superb. The means of governing the country are not bad.

Originally, Eunice, the beauty warlock that Yang Feng met on the Dulando subcontinent, also had rich management experience and the means were not bad. However, considering that the main composition of the Terran Supreme Council is the warlock of the Eastern main world, Yang Feng chose Wu Meiying.

Wu Meiying’s breath was slightly rushed, and the beauty of the beauty burst into a fascinating look. It seemed to be a bottle of the best medicine. It became more beautiful and smiling. “I am interested! I am willing to be a husband. Adults are divided."

For Wu Meiying, a woman with a strong desire for power, supreme power is the best nutrient to nourish them.

The Supreme Council of the Terran is a group of horror warlocks who rule the numerous human dominance planes. The seven presidents are one of the highest levels of this horror warlock group, and the power is even higher than the Holy Spirit Warlock.

When Wu Meiying heard that he might become one of the seven Speakers of the Supreme People's Congress, he never concealed his desires.

"Okay, that's you."

Yang Feng smiled slightly and flexed his fingers. A golden book page flew directly into the hands of Zhuque Lixiang.

Zhuque Lixiang handed a golden invitation to Yang Feng: "Yang Feng adults, three days later, the Tianyun Mountain People's Supreme Council of All Saints, this is an invitation letter, please accept it."

Yang Feng took the golden invitation and took a closer look, showing a smile: "All Saints!"

The highest level of the Supreme Council of the Terran is the Holy Spirit Warlock. The Holy Spirit Warlock is high, even if the Warlock King is strong, it is very difficult to see them.

The All Saints gathering was a gathering among the Holy Spirit Warlocks. Yang Feng was one of the seven Speakers of the Supreme Council of the Terran, and he never received an invitation from the All Saints.

One day later, all the forces in the position of Cangzhi knew that Yang Feng was promoted to be a Holy Spirit Warlock. All the forces that have formed an alliance with the Demon sect have been given a gift and congratulations.

Many of the swaying warlock groups have decisively turned to the war demon and become the affiliated forces of the war demon.

Tianyun Mountain is a famous sacred mountain in the eastern main world of Cangzhi. It is the royal palace of the dynasty of the Eastern Master Warrior. It has beautiful scenery and is full of all kinds of beautiful plants.

After the birth of the human race in the geocentric world, this day Yunshan became the holiday palace of the Terran. Ordinary warlocks are not invited, even the warlock king's power is not allowed to be close to this place.

A white cloud floated from afar. The white cloud was close to the 100-meter radius of Tianyun Mountain. A transparent enchantment suddenly appeared, blocking everything and making people unable to access Tianyun Mountain.

Two strong men wearing silver armor and exuding the horror of the warlock's king level suddenly took off and shouted: "This is the All Saints Palace, and people come to stop!"

"it's me!"

The man above the white cloud, the appearance of the body, is Yang Feng.

The two strong faces changed slightly, and they became very respectful: "It turned out to be Yang Feng, I am very sorry! If you have offense, please forgive me more! Please show your invitation."

Yang Feng did not bother you with the two strong men, and he gave a shot, and the invitation letter flew directly, bursting with incomparable light and opening a road leading to the top of Tianyun Mountain.

"Please come in!"

The strong men of the two warlock kings retreated to both sides.

Yang Feng stepped on the road and walked to the top of Tianyun Mountain in a few steps.

At the top of Tianyun Mountain, there is a vast and exquisite palace with beautiful and extraordinary plants. A beautiful young man named after a beautiful race is dressed in a waiter's clothes and is busy working. Each of these handsome men and women has the terrifying power of the sea level, but here, it is just an ordinary waiter.

In a beautiful scenery, there is a green lake, surrounded by flowers, flowers and charming gardens, sitting on a dozen men and women, each like ordinary people, the vitality field is restrained, they are the Holy Spirit Warlock of the highest parliament of the Terran.

A short hair, tall, well-rounded, with a domineering middle-aged man coming to this side, smiled and said: "Yang Feng, you are here! I am the tyrant, this time the host of the All Saints Council Welcome, welcome."