Chapter 757 The Identity of the King

"Zhuang Wan'er."

That absolutely charming girl was the true disciple of the Moon Demon Temple in the former Purple Saint Ruins, and the "Ye Yanyu" of the Pure Moon Spirit Sect was on an equal footing.

After many years, Zhuang Wan'er has broken through to the Dan Yuan realm.

This time.

She is the elder of the sect, and she came to Qinghuayu to support the Scarlet Moon Demon Sect, and she was entitled to a sect mission.

"Um?"

Hearing someone calling her name, Zhuang Wan'er was taken aback for a moment, and her eyes turned to a leisurely purple-haired youth in the crowd.

After so many years, Zhao Feng's appearance and temperament have changed a lot.

In particular, he looked a little sick at the moment.

"Yes... it's you"

Zhuang Wan'er's unparalleled beauty showed a trace of indescribable panic.

That kind of fear, like a conditioned reflex, stems from a deep scene in memory.

old days.

Zhao Feng comprehended the "Void Punch Slash" in the Purple Saint Ruins, killing all directions, like killing a god.

Lu Tianyi, Elder Shuiyun, Grandmaster Yinkong and other powerhouses all died in that nightmarish memory.

At this time, the "nightmare" in memory seems to be close at hand.

The casual "purple-haired youth" was looking at himself with a smile that was not a smile.

"Zhao Feng, he... how could he be here?"

Zhuang Wan'er's face was pale and terrified.

at this time.

She has only one thought left: escape

In the past, Zhao Feng's Void Punch Slash could stage a "massacre" in the Purple Saint Ruins.

After so many years, she could not estimate how much progress Zhao Feng had made.

"Elder Wu, retreat quickly—"

Zhuang Wan'er hurriedly sent a sound transmission, and hurriedly flew high into the sky to meet the mysterious old man in the blood moon robe.

"Huh? What's going on?"

The blood moon old man looked astonished. He had never seen Zhuang Wan'er before, so he was so panicked and fearful.

This scene caught the attention of Elder Xue Li and others.

The dignified lord-level heavenly daughter was so frightened by Zhao Feng's three words.

"Hehe, want to run?"

Zhao Feng jokingly smiled, and in a single step, he came to the blood moon old man, blocking Zhuang Wan'er's path.

He was trying to find trouble with the "Moon Devil Palace", but he didn't expect to encounter it so quickly.

"who are you?"

The blood moon old man had a solemn expression on his face.

Every move, every breath and every breath of the young man in front of him had an invisible artistic conception, which exerted great pressure on him.

He had only felt a similar feeling from the Supreme Elder of the Moon Demon Palace.

Snapped

Zhao Feng slowly stretched out his hand and pressed it on Zhuang Wan'er's half exposed Wen Hongxiang shoulder.

Just relying on the strength and breath of her bloodline and body, her true bloodline was banned in an instant.

"you……"

Zhuang Wan'er's face turned red and then white, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she didn't even have the strength to resist.

The youth in his vision completely overlapped with the nightmare in his memory.

"stop"

The blood moon old man gave a startled cry, and the great power of the lord level affected the environment that turned around the world.

below.

The great powers and the Chiyue Sect, who had just clashed, felt an indescribable trend in the world, and they couldn't breathe.

"Respected lord level?"

Cult Master Hong and Elder Xue Li also stopped fighting.

Cult Master Hong and Tie Mo looked surprised, and when Zhao Fengcai appeared on the stage, one of the Venerables was frightened to the core.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he controlled a Venerable, making the Blood Moon Elder of the lord level pale.

now.

Facing the Blood Moon old man, Zhao Feng just snorted coldly when the Sovereign Lord made his move.

In an instant.

An invisible force of heaven and earth enveloped the old man of the blood moon.

Wow

The blood moon old man spit out a mouthful of blood directly, only to feel that the whole body's true essence was banned, and his thinking and consciousness could not be rebellious at all.

"You turned out to be..."

The blood moon old man's face was horrified, and the color of fear was stronger than Zhuang Wan'er.

There was more disbelief on his face.

"What... what's going on"

The Tianpeng Great Nation and the elite elites of the Chiyue Sect were all dumbfounded.

Zhao Feng didn't make a move at all, he just let out a light snort and made the Blood Moon old man at the lord level vomit blood directly.

That invisible power of heaven and earth is only a small-scale existence.

Zhao Feng did this because he didn't want to use his soul to a large extent, but instead relied on artistic conception and a slight use of his soul.

Although he was hit by the "Deathrattle Curse", the mood of comprehension will not disappear or decline.

This is like a demigod child, with a very high artistic conception.

The negative effects of the curse of deathrattles, the fastest decline is the life force of life, followed by the true essence, soul, blood and physique.

The slowest is the will of the emperor.

Will itself is the concentration of artistic conception and is based on the power of the soul.

"how is this possible……"

Zhuang Wan'er was so close, and her skin touched, she felt the power of the False God on Zhao Feng even more strongly.

"That kid is evil... run away"

Elder Xue Li felt a strong sense of unease, and even the elders of Moon Demon Palace did not have the strength to fight back in front of Zhao Feng.

swoosh

He turned into a ray of blood and escaped into the depths of the bay.

"Humph"

Zhao Feng glanced lightly in the direction of Elder Xue Li.

boom

A mighty force of will that runs through the heavens and the earth, like Jiuxiao Divine Thunder, fell on Elder Xue Li.

"what"

Elder Xue Li screamed, and his soul collapsed instantly, falling from the air.

thump

Elder Xue Li's body fell into the forest below.

That scene made both sides shudder; the Chiyue Sect side was even more horrified.

"With a single thought, the Venerable was killed."

Leader Hong, Tie Mo and the others fell into a brief sluggishness one by one.

This kind of ability means, I am afraid that the entire continent will not be able to find a single person.

Even the Sect Master Chiyue can't do this unless he is promoted to the False God Realm King.

"Could it be..."

Cult Master Hong and Tie Mo looked at each other and raised an unimaginable guess.

"Lord King... I am ignorant and ignorant, please forgive me."

The blood moon old man said tremblingly.

Zhuang Waner, the atmosphere does not dare to come out, the nightmare in memory has risen to an "invincible" level

False God Realm King

This is placed in the huge Canghai, standing on the tip of the pyramid, an existence that is out of reach.

In Qinghua Region, the king of False God realm only exists in ancient mythology books.

"The king Zhao Feng has actually stepped into the king's level."

"It's no wonder that Cult Master Zhao killed the elders of the Chiyue Sect with a single thought."

The side of the Tianpeng Great Power even exploded the pot.

Cult Master Hong and Tie Mo looked at each other with shock and a hint of ecstasy in each other's eyes.

You must know that there is no False God King in the entire Qinghua Region.

And in the Jagged Religion, a False God realm king was born, what kind of honor is this?

Cult Master Hong and Tie Mo couldn't help but feel fortunate that their original choice was the reuse of Zhao Feng.

The birth of a king is enough to reverse the pattern of the continent, and it cannot be stopped by any force.

"The king..."

Princess Qin lost her mind for a while, and it was like a dream, unbelievable.

As for the Red Moon Demon Sect, the elite teachers fell into despair one by one.

Under the king's watch, they didn't even have the courage to escape - Elder Xue Li is a living example.

"Lord King, what do you want, and what conditions do you have, you can put it forward."

The blood moon old man said bitterly.

at this time.

Zhao Feng has already withdrawn the Void God's mighty power.

Even so, the Blood Moon old man and Zhuang Wan'er didn't dare to have any thoughts.

"Zhuang Wan'er left you to return to the 'Moon Demon Palace, and spread the word: within 100 days, if you don't give Zhao Mou an explanation, I will kill her, and let the Moon Demon Palace be removed from Canghai."

Zhao Feng spoke slowly.

Hearing this, the blood moon old man was shocked.

Especially, with the last sentence, the Moon Demon Palace was removed from Canghai.

Facing Zhao Feng's indifferent and decisive voice, the Blood Moon old man had an absurd feeling and dared not doubt that Zhao Feng had this ability.

Actually.

With Zhao Feng's strength, even if he fell below the king, it would not be too difficult to destroy the Moon Demon Temple.

Because his artistic conception will not disappear, the decline of the emperor's will is relatively slow.

Moreover, according to Zhao Feng's speculation, it would take at least a month or two before falling below the False God realm. After all, there is a huge gap between the False God realm and the Dan Yuan realm.

"I'm going right now, I hope Lord Wang will not hurt Wan'er."

The blood moon old man took a deep breath.

He understands that in front of the False God King, he has no capital to negotiate at all.

swoosh

The blood moon old man turned into a blood moon glow, and flew to the void sea outside the territory.

Zhuang Wan'er's pretty face was pale, deeply helpless.

She couldn't predict what kind of future was waiting for her.

But she knew that her life destiny would fall into the game between the virtual gods and kings.

Next.

The elites of the Scarlet Moon Demon Sect below are dying and descending.

A battle that could have been earth-shattering, because of a thought of the king, just reversed and stopped.

Zhao Feng was not interested in the aftermath work at all.

"The strength has regressed a lot..."

Zhao Feng couldn't help but sigh, even though he still has the fighting power of the Great Emperor, his soul, physique, and true bloodline have declined a lot.

Hearing this, Cult Master Hong, Tie Mo and the others twitched involuntarily.

Zhuang Wan'er was even more bitter and speechless, ashamed.

Dare to love, the current Zhao Feng is not at his peak.

Zhao Feng was also too lazy to explain, the gradual decline of his strength made him more aware of the purpose of this trip to Qinghuayu.

Immediately.

Zhao Feng said goodbye to Master Hong and Tie Mo.

"City Lord Liu"

Zhao Feng's eyes fell on Honghu City Lord, and he and Zhuang Wan'er were led to the direction of the Six Witch Pagoda.

along the way.

Zhuang Wan'er acted as a coolie, summoning her own flying spirit pet and carrying a few people to fly.

The City Lord Honghu looked at Zhao Feng with an extremely complicated look.

He never imagined that the green-haired boy who was "forced to marry" by him back then had become a mythical king.

This made him even more hopeful about Liu Qinxin's life and death.

After a few hours.

In the deep mountains, a dark and deep hexagonal tower appeared.

When Zhao Feng arrived.

On the highest forty-ninth floor of the Six Witch Tower, stood an old man who was as quiet as night.

Meow

A silver-black big lazy cat appeared on the edge of the tower, looking at a black spot that gradually enlarged in the field of vision.

"The guest is here."

The wise man of the Six Witches spoke slowly, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

swoosh

At the same moment, a flying spirit pet fell under the Six Witch Tower.

"You stay below."

Zhao Feng gave an order and asked Zhuang Wan'er to wait downstairs.

Zhuang Wan'er was humiliated in her heart, the dignified and dignified daughter of heaven in the Danyuan realm was like a groom and a doorman.

Actually.

Zhao Feng just didn't want Zhuang Wan'er to know some secrets about him.

"adult please"

A priestess with a beautiful face like the moon in the Six Witch Pagoda respectfully invited Zhao Feng to go up.

Meow

Meow meow

On the forty-ninth floor of the tower, the little thief cat and the big lazy cat snorted to each other.

The seemingly cloudy eyes of the wise men of the Six Witches fell on Zhao Feng, and the light flashed, revealing a trace of shock for the first time.

"Death...word...curse...curse."

The wise man of the Six Witches, his voice was a little rough, almost word for word.