Tito Dios, a familiar and unfamiliar name caught his ears, Liu Feng almost slashed away with a sword directly at the black energy group in his hand... He took a heavy breath, Liu Feng's face was extremely gloomy, and his heart felt like turning over the river. ...The Dreadlord Titodios...This name, Liu Feng is just like thunder...This world is really crazy, this name...is it a coincidence? Or something else?

Regarding this question, Liu Feng had to shook his head in his heart, but... his eyes shifted to the black smoke that was constantly pulsing in the palm of his hand, and he sneered in his heart: "This guy...should know something..."

The purple flames on the palms of the palms turned, burning the soul into a scream. After a while, Liu Feng coldly said, "I have a few questions, I want you to help answer them..."

"Humble humans, I want to get news from my Batelding, you can dream..." Batelding endured the burning of the purple inflammation, and said bitterly.

Liu Feng smiled coldly, the palm of his hand, the purple flame shines brightly... "Ah...ah..." The screaming howl kept roaring from the black smoke, and in the meantime, there was crazy pain... "Asshole, **** it. Yes, you will have to die...what do you want to ask?" He insisted for a while, but Batelding finally couldn't bear the burning of his soul, and he lost the battle, said in a sense of compassion.

Looking at his dying look, Liu Feng snorted coldly, and said with a cold face: "Tell me all the news about the Dreadlord Titotis you just mentioned, and how to return him..."

"The Dreadlord is the most powerful combination of gods and souls on the battlefield of gods. He survived the swallowing of countless gods and souls, and he has grown into one of the few powerhouses in this piece of heaven and earth. In a large area inside the battlefield of gods, It belongs to his territory..." Batelding said with a sharp voice.

"Titoodis's previous name was not called this, but after devouring countless souls, his sanity gradually recovered, and then he took such a name..."

Hearing that, Liu Feng breathed a sigh in his heart. Fortunately... he didn't come through. Perhaps, this guy is like a prophet, and he has some skills for some reason. It's just the name. …It’s so **** wicked, bastard, what’s not good, but it’s a name... He yelled, and Liu Feng rolled his eyes and said coldly: "There are still powers in this battlefield of gods." ?"

In the black smoke, two clusters of gray flames flickered slightly...The eyes were cold, and the purple inflammation in his hands once again flourished, burning the somewhat hesitant Bart Anding screaming, and indifferently said: "Don't lie to me, now I want you It will destroy your soul, and it won't take much effort..."

"There are three major forces in the battlefield of the gods, the dreadlord Titoos, the fallen angel Frank, the evil wizard arcane magic, the strength of the three are almost the same, but in general, the dreadlord is slightly better than the two... …" Batardin’s soul was burned so painfully that he shook his throat and quickly said the distribution of the forces in the battlefield of gods..."In the battlefield of gods, there are still many gods and souls remaining like me. They are all dependent on the three major forces to survive. Like me, they are the dreadlords who take refuge in..."

Liu Feng narrowed his eyes and asked softly: "Dread Demon, Fallen Angel, Evil Wizard, what are their strengths?"

"I don't know..." Bateldin shook his head vigorously. He saw Liu Feng's gradually freezing face, and hurriedly howled: "I'm just a **** guarding the periphery, although I used to have a god-ranked pawn. Strength, but now there is only the supreme duality, this strength, how to make Lord Dreadlord value me..."

"It turns out that you are just a **** guarding the gate. I just said that the Dreadlord will avenge you? Hey, I really don't believe it. Son, it took a lot of trouble to find and kill me?" Liu Feng caught the loopholes in Bateldin's words and sneered.

Batelding was speechless for a while, those two gray lights were beating fiercely... "Although you haven't seen them make a move, but you who have memories of your life, you should be able to determine their class, right?" Liu Feng flicked his fingers lightly , Five wisps of purple inflammation, slowly spewing out... "The Dreadlord should be in the middle of the god-ranked imperial rank, and the fallen angels and evil wizards should be around the early stage of the god-ranked imperial rank..." After thinking for a moment, Bateldin was only cautious. road.

"Imperial level?" Liu Feng raised his brows and asked faintly: "Tell me about the classification of strength levels in the gods..."

"Uh..." Hearing this, Bateldin lifted up two gray awns in amazement, and said: "You don't even know the classification of the gods?"

Liu Feng's face sank, and he said coldly: "Don't make a mistake about your current situation..."

Bateldin stagnated, seeing the purple flame that was about to spray again, and hurriedly said: "The gods are divided into four levels. Divided into the beginning, middle, and high levels, the distance between the levels is very different. The ten king-level gods are defeated in the hands of one emperor. In ancient times, that is extremely normal, but above the emperor, It's the kind of strong man who has just touched the law, the kind of high-level strong man who has absolute rights in the ancient times, I...I haven't seen a few..."

Taking a breath of cold air, Liu Feng didn't expect that among the gods, it would be so complicated... It seems that his future path is a bit long... The **** of space is not only one of the main gods, but also completely masters The law of space, such potential opponents, make Liu Feng feel like sitting on pins and needles... "But... when there is pressure, there is the motivation to cultivate..."

"You...you are not a person from the land of the gods, you...you are a resident of the land of the gods and forsaken..." Two groups of slightly beating gray awns suddenly condensed, and Bateldin shouted.

The land of the gods? It must be the plane selected by the gods, hehe, these **** are cheeky...The eyes are slightly squinted, Liu Feng's dark eyes, the cold light shines, gently tap He nodded and said with a smile: "Indeed, I came from the plane abandoned by the gods..."

"After this area of ​​space, it must be the territory of the Dreadlord, right?" Liu Feng stretched out his palm and touched the space in front of him. Here, it is the end of this area... "En..." Gray Mang jumped coldly.

"Ok, you are useless, you follow your ruinous **" patted his hands lightly, and Liu Feng smiled indifferently.

For Batarding, who was obviously making a ghost, the killing intent in Liu Feng's heart never faded, especially after this guy revealed his source, he didn't plan to let Batarding easily...No way, in This powerhouse and the battlefield of the gods full of crises, any negligence, will make Liu Feng, the powerhouse standing on the tip of the Yelan Continent's golden inscription, fall sadly... "Asshole, you don't believe in credit?" With murderous Liu Feng, Batelding screamed.

"I never said that I would let you go..." Liu Feng raised his eyes coldly and stopped talking nonsense. On the palm of his hand, purple flames surged wildly, and in a moment, in a screaming howl, That piece of black smoke burned completely...The purple inflammation gradually subsided, and a small drop of liquid energy rolled out from the black smoke... Feeling the energy contained in the liquid, Liu Feng's face was happy, and his luck sucked it. Entering the body, then quickly cross-legged to refine it...The eyelids opened slightly, a gleam of light flashed from the eyes, Liu Feng took a breath of comfort, felt the pure aura flowing in the body, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. , According to this progress, it may not be long before he can enter the level of the supreme peak... Hearing Barterding’s narrative just now, Liu Feng knew that the only supreme and dual self, in this battlefield of gods, It should be the existence at the bottom level. Although there are four life-saving skills, there are limits after all. It is impossible to let oneself use it infinitely...Strength...Liu Feng, who has enjoyed the state of invincibility for a long time, finally found out again. I seem to have once again become the black-haired boyhood that didn’t even reach the position of the year... But... now I have the potential for infinite improvement... Tightened his fists, Liu Feng smiled coldly, this **** In the battlefield, there are countless souls, they will swallow them, wouldn't they not be able to refining...With the discovery that the refining of Batardin just now led to a slight increase in strength, Liu Feng suddenly had a crazy idea in his heart..." Stay here, refine these **** who only know how to kill, and make them your own stepping stones..."

But... the premise of all this is to first clarify your current situation, stand up and look at this area. Due to Batardin’s death, the endless dead creatures have also turned into ashes and scattered on the ground. In the realm... the palm came out, leaning against the end of the realm, purple energy spit out... the space was shattered immediately under the impact of Liu Feng's tyrannical aura... lost the obstacles of the space, after that realm The world, the real battlefield of gods, finally opened its door to Liu Feng...

(To be continued)