(ps: There is one more, at 6 o'clock in the evening, or before 9 o'clock in the evening. It's a bit of a thing today.)

"This is the soul of the eighth class!! In addition to Shi Xue, there are still people who have such a soul qualification. This little guy, is it a reincarnation?"

Yang Feng's eyes were like electricity. He swept Zhou Ruoyu's sisters and suddenly he was shocked. His eyes flashed a stunned color.

That week, Ruo Yu is a warlock genius with seven levels of superior soul qualification. The soul of the superior seventh grade is in the plane of the heavens, and is definitely the genius among the geniuses. The existence of a series of saints and saints in each warlock group.

It seems very incomparable. Zhou Ruolin, who is about 13 or 4 years old, is a monster-level genius with a natural soul qualification at the eighth level.

As a lord of the War Demon, Yang Feng has mastered more than a thousand planets with life. On that day, he had only the genius of the eighth-class soul qualification. He had only seen Shi Xue and Zhou Ruolin.

Lei Jiana and Wu Mei Ying also only have eight grades of medium soul qualification. The two of them are also the strongest of Yang Feng’s current potential to advance to the Holy Spirit Warlock.

In theory, warlocks with a level of five or more souls have the hope to be promoted to the Holy Spirit Warlock. In fact, there are very few Warlocks with a five-level soul qualification to advance to the Holy Spirit Warlock. Because as long as the warlock advances to the sea of ​​the sea, he can find many treasures and push his soul qualification to level six or above.

Yang Feng's eyes are condensed, and there are countless mysterious curses. Looking at Zhou Ruo Ling, under the power of the Causal Law spell, it traces the essence of Zhou Ruo Ling.

With the current strength of Yang Feng, even if the reincarnation of a warlock emperor is strong, if he does not have a powerful and incorrigible secret, he will not escape his tracing.

Yang Feng stared at Zhou Ruo Ling, and his eyes flashed a touch of hot color: "She is a monster-level genius born naturally in this world. It is really lucky. If it is cultivated well, it will be possible to get a strong master of the great holy class. At the very least, you can also get a strong man of the Holy Spirit Warlock series."

Zhou Ruo Ling was very keen, felt the burning gaze of Yang Feng, and also some uneasy, petite body shivering slightly.

Yang Feng said: "I heard before, you vowed to serve me for a lifetime, right?"

The rise of Zhou Ruoyu’s pretty face makes the two groups of blush more beautiful and moving: “Yes! The great upper gods.”

Hesitated for a while, Zhou Ruoyu just bite his teeth: "Adult, my sister is still young, please wait until she grows up and let her serve you?"

Zhou Ruo-Ling’s face was also slightly red, and his head was hanging down, full of shame.

Yang Feng said: "Okay! My real name is Yang Feng, the title of Tiansheng. From the Lord of the World Wars, the Lord of the World, you can call me Tiansheng."

Zhou Ruoyu respectfully said: "Yes! Tiansheng adults! The elders of Tianyuan Mountain are waiting for you to meet, please go to the Temple of Heaven."

Yang Feng slightly decapitated and walked out of the palace.

"See the upper gods!!"

When Yang Feng walked out of the palace, he saw countless Terran strong men kneeling directly on the ground and paying tribute to him. Everyone's eyes flashed the color of worship and awe.

When Yang Feng appeared, he directly directly suppressed the five strong ethnic groups that almost pushed the Terran into desperation. The cultivation was simply earth-shattering and extraordinary. Only in that legend, the patron saints of all races have such terrible power.

The guardian of the Terran, He Lei, was sealed by the rest of the five great saints. In the past 10,000 years, the Terran has been conservatively bullied, and the cities have fallen, and countless people have become the food and playthings of the aliens. Now, finally, there are gods coming to the world to suppress all the aliens. Naturally, those who are strong in the human race are full of worship and awe.

In the face of the fanatic worship of the strong people of the human race, Yang Feng was very indifferent, strolling on the corridor and heading toward the Temple of Heaven.

In the Faso plane, Yang Feng is also a **** of powerful power series, worshipped by believers. For such scenes, he has seen countless times and is completely unmoved.

Zhou Ruoyu and Zhou Ruolin sisters followed Yang Feng and felt the worship and awe of those strong people. Their hearts were full of excitement and excitement.

"See the upper gods!!"

When Yang Feng stepped into the Temple of the Great Yuan of the Yuan Dynasty, all the strong people in the Great Hall of the Yuan were directly on the ground, respectfully respected.

Yang Feng went straight to a seat in the center of the Great Hall of the Sun, and reached out to the gods.

That one is a holy secret treasure, leaving the immortal sacred power of the last human world guardian, He Lei. In a flash, countless curses emerged, and a trace of immortal St. Wilton spread out and enveloped the entire temple.

"How can the gods resist the upper gods?"

"How is this going?"

“Is this one of the upper gods false?”

"..."

In the hall, the strong people of the human race changed their faces, and their hearts were full of doubts.

On that day, the **** in the Great Temple of God was only able to sit down with the true upper-level gods. Any fake goods that wanted to sit up had only one dead end.

An old man’s eyes suddenly lit up, flashing a look of hope.

"Even your master is not my opponent, let alone a secret treasure that no one has hosted."

Yang Feng smiled faintly, and a palm ran through the magical enchantment of the throne. He blasted over the one of the gods. In a flash, he directly shattered the brand of the thunder in the throne and mastered the one. Feel free to sit up.

When Yang Feng was seated, the one of the gods burst into a powerful light.

An incomparable beam of light rose from the sky above the Yuanshan Mountain, and the sky was raging, and the earth was flooding with Jinquan. Numerous sacred radiance bloomed from the Temple of the Great Yuan.

Under the sacred radiance, many of the wounded strong men on the Tianyuan Mountain began to recover quickly, and all kinds of hidden illnesses were dissipated.

"Upper bound gods return home!!"

"The upper bound **** is really back!!"

"Upper bound gods, really did not abandon us!!"

"..."

Among the entire Tianyuan Mountain, countless human strong men shed tears and were full of excitement. Many people even kneel on the ground and cry.

In the temple of Yuan Da, that day, everyone had a slight glimpse. Since Yang Feng was sitting on the throne in a breeze, and he suppressed the great powers of the five strong people in one fell swoop, even if he is not really an upper god, he has now become a true upper god.

"My name is holy, the stone, the ghost, the moon, the demon have been annihilated by me. The ghosts have already surrendered to me. The ghosts have also fled the Ansha Luoxing, from today, Ansha Luoxing, is My Tiansheng territory."

A magnificent voice came from the temple of Yuan Da, and it covered the square.

"The three great strong people have been annihilated by the gods of heaven? In this way, the gods of the three strong people have also been annihilated by the gods of heaven?"

"Three of the five great tribes were annihilated, one surrendered, one fled. This is less than one day, how did He do it?"

"It's so strong!! This day is really strong against the sky!"

"..."

In the Temple of the Great Yuan of the Yuan Dynasty, all the high-ranking people were filled with shock, and the eyes flashed with incredible colors.

Among the five strong families, the masters are like clouds, and the strong ones are like rain. The strong man who also has the Holy Spirit Warlock ranks. If the five strong men are equally contradictory, they will fight each other. The Terran had been leveled up by the five strong men thousands of years ago.

"Long live the Holy Age!!"

"Tian Sheng adults, eternal immortal!!"

"..."

On that day, there were bursts of cheers from all over the Yuanshan, and countless Terran strongmen were full of excitement and excitement. The five great ethnic groups and the Terran have erupted countless wars between these years, and the two sides have formed a **** feud that is almost impossible to resolve.

The three strong three people were eliminated by Yang Feng, and naturally the strong people of the human race were excited. Yang Feng’s reputation also reached its peak in this moment, far surpassing the rest of the gods.

Yang Feng faintly said: "Wang Bashan!"

"Chen is here!"

An old man who had been trained as a warlock king from the crowd came out from the crowd and respectfully respected him.

Yang Feng coldly said: "From today on, depriving Wang Pashan Tianyuan people of the elders and elders, immediately executed. Wang Bashan family, all become slaves. Liu Ju, you come to execution."

Sister Zhou Ruoyu saw this scene, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

If Wang Xinchen, the son of Wang Bashan, opened the enchantment of Yuanshan that day, Tianyuanshan would never collapse so fast.

"Yes! Heavenly Master!!"

On that day, Liu Ju, one of the three great elders of Yuanshan, went straight out and swept Wang Bashan. His eyes flashed a bit of hateful color, and he took out the secret treasure [Broken nail] and nailed it directly to Wang Bashan’s head.

Wang Bashan just wanted to struggle, but when he saw that sitting on the throne, like Yang Feng overlooking the gods of all beings, he suddenly sighed and sighed, letting a piece of [broken nail] penetrate into his head. , blasting the core of his soul directly.

Wang Bashan is extremely powerful in this Tianyuan Mountain. In this Tianyuan Great Temple, there are at least 30% of the party feathers. However, the party feathers of Wang Bashan were silent, and the body shivered, waiting for Yang Feng's fall.

At this time, Yang Feng’s reputation has reached the limit among the Terran, and any of his orders will be executed. And his strength is also extraordinary, there is no weakness at all. The party lords of Wang Bashan could not resist at all.

Yang Feng drastically carried out a series of treatments, and the traitors of the Terran were smashed from the high position, and the people who were handed over to the Ministry of Criminal Affairs were liquidated, and rewarded with meritorious service. The rewards and punishments were clearly defined, and the hearts of the people were quickly gathered and stabilized. .

Yang Feng said faintly: "Feng Zhou Ruoyu and Zhou Ruo Ling are my own saints. If I am not there, they will represent my will. You must obey their orders and understand?"

In the temple of the Yuan Temple, all the high-level officials had a deep look at the sisters of Zhou Ruoyu, respectfully said: "Yes! God of Heaven!"