Chapter 1532 Infiltrate the Withered Battlefield

In the deepest part of Anka Demon Star's palace, a thousand-faced demon clan chief with a hexahedron-like head sat on the main seat, looked at Yang Feng who entered the hall, and said with a slight smile: "My friend, Goro Meng, you came to see me, what's the matter?"

Yang Feng said lightly: "Syborn, I want to enter the withered battlefield."

"Withered Battlefield!!"

The Thousand-faced Demon Clan's patriarch narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Yang Feng, with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Although the battlefield of the Eternal King is very dangerous for an eternal giant, it is also a huge opportunity. No matter how good a friend is, he will turn his face in the face of such interests. The patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Clan had already given birth to a murderous intention towards Yang Feng.

Yang Feng smiled lightly and said, "Don't get excited, my friend. If I die, everyone in Ten Thousand Demons will know the information about the withered battlefield. And that withered battlefield is not an existence that you or I can swallow alone."

The Thousand-faced Demon Clan's eyes flickered, and finally he smiled boldly: "Haha! Goluomeng, we are the best friends. Since you already know the existence of the Blighted Battlefield, let's work together to develop the Blighted Battlefield. !"

Yang Feng said: "I want to enter the withered battlefield now!!"

"it is good!"

The Thousand-faced Demon Clan Patriarch pondered for a while and said decisively.

In the center of Anka Magic Star, on an incomparably empty grassland.

"Goromeng, who are they?"

The patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon clan looked at the three Yin Sheng who followed behind Yang Feng, his eyes slightly cold and cold.

Yang Feng smiled and said: "They are the masters I recruited from the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Heaven. In order to prevent some unexpected accidents. Of course, as a price, I must also bring them into the withered battlefield."

The Thousand-faced Demon Clan Chief's voice was cold and cold: "You don't believe me?"

Yang Feng smiled lightly and said, "Of course I believe it. However, when I do things, I always like to spare more."

The Thousand-faced Demon Clan Chief snorted coldly, holding a black scepter and pointing towards the void.

A black magic light shot directly from the scepter and sank into the middle of the grassland.

The green grassland suddenly twisted, and black breaths spewed out, and a twisted space crack emerged directly. From the twisted space crack, there was a trace of the terrifying aura of the Eternal King series.

The patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon clan said slowly: "This is the withered battlefield! Goluomeng, the withered battlefield is the battlefield where the four kings of eternity battle fiercely. In this battlefield, the power of the four kings of eternity is also full of power. There are all kinds of dangers. Once you enter it, even the powerhouse of the invincible Holy Master series will fall, are you sure you want to enter?"

Yang Feng smiled indifferently and said, "Of course, in pursuit of power, we demons will do whatever we can to sacrifice our own lives. If I don't have the chance in my life, it is impossible for me to advance to become an eternal giant, even if I die. Go in and fight!!"

"Well said! I'll go first!"

The Thousand-faced Demon Clan's patriarch smiled lightly and stepped into the space crack.

Yang Feng looked at each other and stepped into the space crack.

"Goluomeng, since you already know the secret of the withered battlefield, then you should die!!"

A cold voice sounded from the crack in the space, and a strange and distorted spatial fluctuation enveloped the four of Yang Feng, attempting to teleport the four of Yang Feng directly into another mysterious space.

"Damn things!! You damn it!!"

There was a flash of anger in Yin Sheng's eyes, a roar, and a wave of his hand, a black jade seal appeared directly, and the Qi of the True Dragon suppressed the void, and the crack in the space was directly fixed.

"Open to me!!"

Feng Fenkong's eyes flickered fiercely, and with a big wave of his hand, four pairs of phoenix wings appeared directly, and with a slight slap, they tore apart the sky, turning into a flame that enveloped the four of Yang Feng, and followed the crack in the space towards the predetermined location. fly away.

In front of an ancient and desolate altar on the withered battlefield, the eyes of the Thousand-faced Demon Clan’s patriarch shone with countless curse marks.

His face changed greatly: "Where did Go Luomeng find these people? How can they be so powerful?"

"It seems that we can only destroy this altar!"

The Thousand-faced Demon Clan's patriarch's eyes flickered, and he glanced at the altar, with a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes.

That altar runs through the space gap between the Withered Battlefield and Anka Magic Star, once this altar is destroyed. The Thousand-faced Demon Patriarch will be trapped in this withered battlefield. Unless he can find a second space crack leading to the outside world, he will be trapped here for the rest of his life.

In this withered battlefield, there are many dangers, and even the powerhouses of the invincible Holy Master level will be in danger of falling here. The Thousand-faced Demon Patriarch is just an ordinary eternal giant, and it is not uncommon for him to fall into it.

A flame of light shone and flew directly from the center of the altar.

The four Yang Feng appeared on this ancient and desolate battlefield.

"Goruo Meng, I'm so sorry, I was just impulsive!! How about this matter? I can compensate the eternal magic source of one billion seven."

The patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Clan looked at the four Yang Feng who appeared directly, his expression changed slightly, and he said solemnly.

The eternal magic source is a treasure that can be condensed by using countless resources, magic power and the power of the Eternal. It is also the top-level resource that the Eternals of the Demon Race need to cultivate.

The Eternal Demon Source is graded, and an Eternal Demon Clan of Eternal One Layer can condense a group of Level 1 Eternal Demon Source in one year. A billion seven-level eternal magic source is equivalent to an eternal magic source that has been condensed by an eternal seventh-level powerhouse for a billion years.

That one billion seven-level seven-level eternal demon source is already equivalent to the income of the Thousand-faced Demon Race, a powerful Demon Race with an eternal giant guarding it for hundreds of thousands of years.

"I think it's better for you to be dead!!"

The murderous intent in Yang Feng's eyes flashed away, and countless curse marks appeared in his body. A teleportation appeared in front of the Thousand-faced Demon Clan Chief, and with a claw, he grabbed it directly towards the Thousand-faced Demon Clan Chief.

"whee!"

"Ha ha!!"

"Die!!"

"Live!"

"..."

Weird voices sounded from the body of the Thousand-faced Demon Clan Patriarch, and the six faces on him flew out, transforming into six less powerful eternal giants, spread out five fingers, and pressed Yang Feng. .

Sadness, joy, pain, despair, love, and hunger and thirst, the magic light formed by the condensation of six kinds of ** directly irradiated towards Yang Feng.

"Mirror Return!!"

Yang Feng's face changed slightly, a dignified color flashed in his eyes, and his body was shrouded in a layer of [Xi Shen Jia]. The [Xi Shen Jia] was twisted and transformed into a seamless magic mirror.

The six ** magic lights blasted above the magic mirror and were directly refracted and reduced by more than 90%.

Sadness, joy, pain, despair, love, hunger and thirst appeared on Yang Feng's body abruptly, frantically torturing him, causing his actions to slow down for a moment.

Six-faced clone technique, this is the strongest attacking and killing secret technique mastered by the Thousand-faced Demon Clan Patriarch. In one day, He can transform into six weaker eternal giants. The six people join forces. Except for the eternal giants of the Holy Master level, there are not many people who are his opponents.

Those six clones are also the real body of the Thousand-faced Demon Clan Patriarch. Only by killing all of his six clones can he truly be killed!

"Die!! Phoenix Burning Heaven Technique!!"

Feng Fenkong's eyes were icy cold, countless flame spells shone, and he transformed into a terrifying phoenix, shrouded in flames that could burn a universe. With a claw, he grabbed directly towards the body of the Thousand-faced Demon Clan's Patriarch.

The Thousand-faced Demon Clan's patriarch had no choice but to separate a body to fight with the terrifying phoenix.

"Heavenly Spirit Sealing Technique!"

Yin Sheng's eyes were cold, and with a wave of his hand, nine diamond-shaped crystals flew out directly, turning into one after another of sealed lights, cutting the void, forming a void battlefield, and directly sealing him and the body of a Thousand-faced Demon Clan Patriarch in that battlefield. middle.

"True Luo Holy King Law!"

Countless rays of light shone, and the phantom of the Holy King of True Luo appeared directly, covered with the sound of creepy ghost screams, and slammed his claws toward the body of the Thousand-faced Demon Clan Patriarch.

Feng Fenkong and the other three powerhouses directly contained the three clones of the Thousand-faced Demon Clan's patriarch, and three of the six disturbing magical lights were suddenly reduced.

"Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Clan, your strength is beyond my estimation!! Unfortunately, no matter how powerful you are, you are destined to fall here!"

A cold light flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, he took a step directly, crossed the void, and appeared in front of a clone of the Thousand-faced Demon Clan Chief. With a claws, he smashed all the defenses of the Thousand-faced Demon Clan Chief. run through.

A swallowing black hole directly emerged, directly swallowing the remnant of the Thousand-faced Demon Clan Patriarch.

"You are not Goluo Meng!! Devouring the Profound Truth!! You are Yang Feng, the young master of the Azure Temple!!"

The eyes of the remaining two Thousand-faced Demon Clan Clan Head clones flashed a look of panic and despair, and they let out a shrill scream, their bodies swayed slightly, and they turned into two rays of light and fled into the distance.

When Yang Feng advanced to the Ceremony of the Young Master of the Azure Temple, the slaves of despair who successively killed the three eternal giants of the God Son of the Temple of Despair, became famous in the Ten Thousand Demon Holy Heaven, and the Thousand Face Demon Clan Patriarch did not see the situation. Wonderful, he decided to run away.

"If you want to escape when you are in your prime, even I can't stop you. But you only have two avatars, and you still want to escape from my hands! It's too small to look down on me!!"

Yang Fengsen smiled coldly, and a long river of time emerged directly, and disappeared into the long river of time.

In an instant, Yang Feng appeared in front of the clone of the Thousand-faced Demon Clan Clan Chief, pierced the Thousand-faced Demon Clan Clan Chief with one claw, and a swallowing black hole suddenly emerged, swallowing the Thousand-faced Demon Clan Clan Head clone.

In that instant, the Thousand-faced Demon Clan Patriarch took this opportunity to escape into the vast universe. 8) For more wonderful novels, welcome to visit our school