Chapter 341 Promoted to a Great Warlock

That taboo magic bead fused with Yang Feng's soul seed inch by inch.

A vast and boundless power diffused out from that taboo magic bead, and with a frenzied inhalation, all the spell models in Yang Feng's spiritual sea were all absorbed and submerged into the taboo magic bead. Inside.

The power of the black dragon's blood in Yang Feng's body was also pulled away inch by inch by the power of the forbidden magic bead, and submerged into that forbidden magic bead.

Without the power of the black dragon's blood, Yang Feng's aura suddenly became much weaker.

Not long after, a powerful black dragon power was released from the taboo magic bead, which spread into Yang Feng's body, nourishing and strengthening his physical body, allowing his physical body to recover its original strength.

The Lord of Taboo is a peerless powerhouse who has fused the power of countless bloodlines and finally reached the pinnacle. The original version of the Taboo Book is also a book of bloodline warlocks that uses the power of the taboo magic bead and integrates countless blood powers to climb to the top step by step.

Generally, bloodline warlocks can only fuse one kind of bloodline, possessing the power of an extraordinary biological bloodline. And after practicing the Taboo Book, as long as you absorb the blood power of countless extraordinary creatures, you can possess the terrifying power of countless extraordinary creatures. And once cultivated to the peak, the power of countless bloodline creatures can even be fused together, turned into taboo magic power, and become a terrifying power that surpasses divine power.

Ten days later, Yang Feng completely integrated the taboo magic bead into his body, adapting to the transformed power.

With the help of the incomparably miraculous fragrance, Yang Feng immediately began to attack the realm of the Great Warlock.

Time passed, and three months passed in a blink of an eye.

Inside the palace, Yang Feng opened his eyes at once, and a vast and boundless dragon's power slowly diffused from his body, as if a black dragon that had just grown up opened its eyes, looking for prey.

Feeling the almost endless power in his body, Yang Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile: "Finally promoted to a great warlock!!"

Since Yang Feng obtained the resources of the major forces in the Duranduo subcontinent, it was only a matter of time before he was promoted to a great warlock.

Because Yang Feng's previous foundation was relatively solid. Only then can he be promoted to a great warlock with the help of the miraculous fragrance in the palace where the taboo lord once lived.

Eslamia opened her beautiful eyes, and took a deep look at Yang Feng, her eyes flashed with admiration: "It's really remarkable. In just a few years, an ordinary great magician In one fell swoop, stepped into the realm of legend,

In the future, it may be expected to become a god! ! "

"Become a God!"

As soon as Eslamia thought of this word, she sighed slightly in her heart, and a gloomy color flashed in her beautiful eyes.

The gods are high above, overlooking the mortal world. The status is extremely high.

Eslamia is one of the most powerful elf kings among the elves of all ages, with amazing talent. But even so, she did not ignite the divine fire and become a real demigod. But a super strong man with the peak of a demigod.

The gods in the elven pantheon are already full, and there are no believers to give Eslamia a god. The best ending for her in the future is to enter the divine kingdom of Morpheus Xilea, the main god of the elves, after she dies, and become a demigod-level saint who serves the main god.

If the human beings in the Feisuo plane do not ignite the divine fire, the strongest is only the existence of the peak of the legend. No one can take that step without the help of external forces and reach the state of demigod.

Powerful existences such as elves, dragons, demons, devils, vampires, giants, etc. Only then can they break through the legendary boundaries and reach the realm of demigods by virtue of the secret techniques passed down among their races. However, in Fei Suo plane, if you don't choose to be a god, it is very difficult to have the power comparable to the gods.

Races such as elves, dragons, demons, devils, vampires, and giants all come from different planes. In their own planes, it is relatively easy for them to break through and reach the god level, but it is extremely difficult for them in the Feisuo plane.

That's because different planes have different laws and environments, and different laws and environments are suitable for different races to break through and evolve.

As the first-class plane, the Cangzhi plane has incomparably inclusiveness, adaptability, and rich vitality of the world. No matter what race, it can break through and evolve here. This has become the goal of all races.

In the plane of Fei Suo. Even a genius like Eslamia, who is rarely seen in a millennium among the elves, has little hope of being able to break through the boundary between gods and humans, and become a powerhouse comparable to gods without resorting to external forces.

Yang Feng came to the two women and asked, "How are you doing now?"

Grisedar smiled charmingly and said, "Master, I have returned to the strength of a legendary high-level. Although I can't use divine arts, my archery skills are not inferior to many human legendary archers."

Eslamia also showed a smile: "The fragrance in this palace can suppress the curse of Rose's Kiss, and I have now recovered to the strength of the legendary elementary level."

Yang Feng said: "Okay, let's go! It's time to leave here!"

As soon as Yang Feng stepped into the passage leading to the outside world, bursts of spatial distortion surged into his heart. As soon as his eyes blinked, he had already appeared on a piece of bright and shining land.

"This is no longer the underground world!!"

Yang Feng looked up at the sun in the sky. My heart was slightly relieved, and a smile appeared.

Dolores, a high-ranking demigod, is still not something Yang Feng can contend with. Even if Yang Feng teamed up with Eslamia and Gelisedar, they still couldn't defeat Dolores who possessed the high-level strength of a demigod.

Eslamia looked at the sun in the sky obsessively, complex colors flowed in her beautiful eyes.

Yang Feng suddenly said: "Aisle Mia, do you still want to go back to the elves? If I guessed correctly, there should be a traitor in your elves, and the status of the traitor should be extremely high. Otherwise, Moonlight Tree would not be able to It's so easy to break through!! Going back with your current strength is just a trap for yourself."

The Moonlight Tree is equivalent to the Victory Palace of the Morrison Empire, and its defense is also extremely powerful. Even if there is a traitor of the high elves like the goddess Rose, it is absolutely impossible to be invaded so easily. To be able to allow the dark elves and abyssal demons to sneak into the Moonlight Tree silently, the traitor must have a very high status.

Eslamia sighed faintly, and said in confusion, "I know! I'll just stay by your side for now!"

The corner of Yang Feng's mouth slightly raised, he recited the mantra silently, and pointed towards the sky. A beam of magic light shone, and a huge mage's eye suddenly appeared, suspended in mid-air, looking in all directions.

Yang Feng's eyes lit up slightly, he pointed towards the west, and said in a deep voice, "There is a human city in that direction! Let's go there!"

Yang Feng and his party quickly arrived at the entrance of that city.

The city wall of that city was more than 20 meters high, surrounded by a long moat, and the entrance to the city gate was closed. Groups of soldiers on the city wall were constantly patrolling, as if they were facing an enemy.

At the entrance of the city gate, refugees from all over the world were crowded, but the gate of the city was closed tightly, and there was no intention of opening it at all.

"Let me in!! Please, let me in!!"

"Let me in!!"

"Please, let me in! Those demons, the demons are coming!!"

"..."

There were bursts of incomparably shrill screams from the refugee group, the sound shook the sky, and it was extremely miserable.

"I order you to leave here immediately!! Don't stay below, or I will shoot arrows!" On the city wall, an officer looked down at the refugees below, shouted sharply with cold eyes, and raised his hand at the same time.

The two hundred archers on the city wall immediately raised their bows and arrows and pointed at the refugees below.

When the refugees below saw the actions of the archers on the city wall, their faces changed drastically, and they scrambled to the back.

Among the countless refugees pushing and shoving, many frail refugees were pushed directly into the moat, screaming and screaming.

Neither the elves nor the dark elves have a good impression of humans. Grisedar watched this cruel scene with relish. Eslamia turned her head to the side with some embarrassment. Although she didn't have any good feelings for humans, seeing humans dying meaninglessly made her feel a little bit unbearable.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng frowned slightly. Although he thought he was not a good person, seeing such a scene still made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Let the arrow!"

A cruel look flashed in the eyes of the officer on the city wall, he showed a cruel smile, waved his hand, and shouted sharply.

Two hundred arrows immediately shot towards the refugees below like raindrops.

"stop!"

Accompanied by a loud shout, a man in a black cloak stretched out his finger, and an extremely powerful distorted force field suddenly appeared, blocking the refugees.

The two hundred arrows shot at the distortion field, and were immediately bounced away one after another.

"Magician! Hurry up and invite the bishop of the temple!" Seeing this scene, the officer's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately shouted loudly.

Several soldiers quickly ran down the city wall and rushed towards the church in the city.

"Open the door! Let these people in!"

From the cloak came a magnetic, commanding voice.

The officer looked embarrassed, but lowered his posture and respectfully said: "Master Magician, this is an order from His Majesty. Please don't embarrass us little people! I have already sent someone to report the situation here to the Bishop and His Majesty. Please wait a moment."

The magician in the cloak was silent for a while and said lightly: "Okay."

Not long after, a middle-aged man in a gorgeous robe came to the top of the city wall under the guard of a dozen priests. (To be continued.)