Before the Imperial Palace, the guardians of hundreds of royal families were guarded. The dead soldiers held their swords. The guards of death and death were in front of the royal palace, and there was a murder in their eyes.

Beyond the Imperial Palace of the Imperial Palace, there is a densely guarded Imperial City Guard. In the center of the Imperial City Guards, one person is Yang Feng.

Murong Qiang looked at the heads of hundreds of dead men, flashing a complex color in his eyes, and then decisively went forward: "Yu Wen bully, surrender! The trend has gone, only surrender to the ancestors, you can have a way to live. ""

The figure is burly, exuding a horror of the ranks of the masters. The guards of the garrison armed with long knives screamed: "Stop, you are a messy party! Murong Qiang, Hu Yande, Zhou Sheng, kneel to treat you not thin, will you From the micro-end of the civilians to become the guards of the garrison, leap into aristocrats, the emperor is full of turmoil. Now you have betrayed the emperor, and dare to shamelessly persuade, do you not feel ashamed?"

The three major guards of the generals, such as Murong Qiang, Hu Yande, and Zhou Sheng, also flashed a shy color and were silent.

The three major garrisons were all military commanders who had been promoted from the end of the military by Emperor Wushan of the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. They have always been loyal to Wushan Ming. But this time, the ancestors of Yang Feng's incarnation are really no one can rival. It is the horror of killing 100,000 troops by wave, and they can't surrender.

"Overbearing, forget it! This thing is no wonder they are."

The gate of the Imperial Palace opened, and more than a dozen people came out of the royal study. The first person was the Emperor Wu Shanming of the Great Zhou Empire. A beautiful middle-aged woman next to him was his queen. .

Behind Wu Shanming, there are more than a dozen young men and women who are very outstanding. It is the sons and daughters of Wu Shanming.

Yu Wenba bent over and bowed to Wushan Mingdao: "I have seen you!"

Wushan Ming swept Yuwen’s eye, and his eyes flashed a touch of gratifying color. Shen Sheng said: “Hey, you brought these brothers to the demon ancestors. The devil’s treatment of the descendants will always be treated equally, rewards and punishments are clear. It is indeed a rare Lord. This is an order, it cannot be violated!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

Yuwen’s tyrannical tiger’s tears, leaving the blade in his hand, sighed at Yang Feng, silent.

The hundreds of garrison squadrons also left their swords in their hands, screaming at Yang Feng, silent.

"Devil Master, my life and the Great Zhou Empire, you can take it. I can cooperate with you to give the imperial edict, let the other states give up resistance and surrender to the Great Chu Empire. Please also be merciful and spare my wife. Your life, please, please!"

Wu Shanming sighed for a long time, his eyes flashed with desperate colors, and he crouched on the ground, screaming at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng looked at the children of Wu Shanming, and suddenly his eyes lit up, striding toward a man who was about fifteen or six years old wearing a white coat, and he was very pitiful, and the beautiful girl who was shining and moving went away.

Murong Qiang saw this scene, the light in his eyes glimpsed: "Seven princesses!!"

Hu Yande and the young generals of the six or seven guards have all become bleak.

The beautiful girl of about fifteen or six years old named Wu Meiying, is the seven princesses of the Dayun dynasty, and is also recognized as the first beauty in the private sector of the Great Zhou Empire.

Wu Meiying Ying pays a visit to Yang Feng Ying Ying, and a touch of perseverance in the beauty, lifts the exquisite and beautiful face, and pitifully pleads: "Merma Sakura has seen the ancestors of the ancestors, please the ancestors Compassionate, let go of the father and mother, and my brothers and sisters, Mei Ying is willing to live and serve the ancestors of the ancestors, and for slaves, there will be no complaints."

Yang Feng felt the qualification of Wu Meiying, and suddenly his eyes lit up, showing a smile of satisfaction: "The eight-level medium soul qualification, this world is really a talent treasure. However, that day even the talent even such talent There is no income, and it seems that the injury is unclear."

Eight-level medium-sized soul paper, in the world of warlocks, is definitely the soul of the heavens. Yang Feng has seen countless geniuses, and only the little Lori Regina who he got in the blood of the gods has a medium-level soul qualification of eight. As for the eighth-class soul qualification, Yang Feng has only seen Shi Xue alone.

The gap between the level 7 soul qualification and the level 8 soul qualification is called the boundary between heaven and human. The genius of the eight-level soul sergeant, there is no doubt that he can be promoted to a sorcerer without any bottlenecks. The probability of being promoted to Yuguang Warlock and Zhou Hai is far greater than that of a common warlock.

It can be said that as long as Yang Feng is willing to spend a lot of resources and cultivate it carefully, Lei Jiana and Wu Mei Ying will be able to be trained as a terrorist powerhouse of the Zeon Powerful Series, and they will still be small in the body. The world's top sea power.

Yang Feng smiled slightly: "Well, then from today, you are my person. Your parents will also open the net and will not shoot them."

Wu Mei Sakura Ying Yingyi worshipped, and he cried with joy: "Xie Xia, Ron!"

"Thanks to Ron!"

The people of all the martial arts who were present were so weeping and bowed to Yang Feng Yingying.

Yang Feng smiled slightly: "Wu Shanming, that thing, take it out! I want to know the Tianzun in the myth and legend."

"Tianzun, is the **** of the myths and legends still alive?"

"Impossible! Tianzun is already a character in the mythological era. It has been hundreds of thousands of years since the mythological era. How could he still be alive?"

"The ancestor actually wants to fight with Tianzun, then he is also a mythical powerhouse!!"

"In the legend, above Wu Sheng, it is a myth. I didn't think that the legend turned out to be true. There really is a mythical powerhouse that can live forever!"

"..."

The guards of the Guards stared at Yang Feng, and his eyes were full of complex colors. Many people took a look at Wu Meiying, and all of them flashed a glimpse of color.

It is the dream of all people to live forever. But in this world, no matter who has great power and wealth, at most, it can live to more than sixty years old, and those who can live to more than seventy years old are very rare.

If the sacred existence existed for hundreds of thousands of years, a living longevity myth appeared in front of them. And Yang Feng is able to be an enemy of such a mythical figure as Tianzun. Naturally, it is also a mythical powerhouse of the same series, with a secret of longevity.

The beauty of Wu Meiying also burst into a strange look.

Wushan Mingdao: "Under the ancestors, the statue that entered the palace of Tianzun’s residence has been destroyed by Tianzun adults."

"Destroyed? It seems that I have to work harder."

Yang Feng patted his hands, and the void was distorted. A skeleton assassin flew out of the void and landed in front of Wu Shanming.

The empty assassin grabbed the Wujia Sakura and other martial artists, and the engine roared and flew directly to the distance.

"Mu Rongqiang! You bring people to evacuate the palace immediately, it is very dangerous here!"

Yang Feng faintly left a sentence, stepping forward, the body is blurred, and immediately disappeared from the place.

Murong Qiang was very decisive in his command: "Remove! Brothers, immediately withdraw with me!"

Yang Feng stepped into the royal study, and his eyes flashed in the eyes. The [God of God] suddenly emerged and looked around.

Under the reflection of countless curses of the [God of God], a strangely distorted passage appeared in the royal study and extended toward a piece of nothingness.

When Yang Feng teared it away, he tore the strange twisted passage out of a huge mouth and strode into the strangely twisted passage.

The strangely twisted passage rolled and rolled like a weird labyrinth. If an ordinary warlock enters such a maze, he will forever sink and can't get out of it.

Yang Feng’s [Devil of God] shines, stepping on one and the right node, and heading towards the end of the labyrinth.

Between a dozen breaths, a beautiful and splendid palace appeared in front of Yang Feng.

Among the beautiful and splendid palaces, there was a middle-aged man who was beautiful and dressed in a silver warlock robes.

The middle-aged man in silver gown was deeply glanced at Yang Feng and smiled. "You are a warlock?"

Yang Feng said faintly: "Yes, I am a human warlock from the plane of Cang! You are Tianzun?"

Tian Zun smiled and said: "Tianzun? That is the name of the world's ignorant indigenous people. I am the eye of a great warlock of the Great Cloud Dynasty."

The name of the warlock has a wonderful power. Some warlocks can even use the enemy's name to carry out various evil curses on the enemy. Therefore, many warlocks like to hide their real names and call them with various strange nicknames.

Yang Feng chuckled and said: "I am the sword of the Great Cloud Dynasty and the demon of the world, and the magic ancestor of this world! I am very curious about the eyes of the gods, how can you live in this world for hundreds of thousands of years!"

In the eyes of the gods, the eyes of the gods flashed and smiled: "Everyone has his own secrets, and I am no exception. Men who are at the bottom of the list are not liked."

Yang Feng said faintly: "I like this world very much. However, I don't want this world to let others know. The eyes of the gods, you said, what choices will I make under such circumstances?"

The eyes of the gods are calm and without waves: "According to the style of the warlocks, of course, it is to remove the roots, eliminate all insiders, and control the whole world."

Yang Feng stared at the eyes of the gods: "Smart! Now I will give you two choices. One is to be my subordinates and hand over all the secrets. The second is to fall here. Which one do you choose?"

"I choose the third one and kill you here!"

The eyes of the **** suddenly smiled, and a violent wave of power surged from his body. One hundred eyes were born in his body, and each eye bursts with a strange light that strengthens the power of his flesh. (To be continued~^~)