Chapter 747 Information

"This is the phantom star core, the main material needed to refine the phantom master, the top war weapon of the Xi clan! This amount is enough for me to refine an incomplete phantom master!!"

Yang Feng was walking in the treasure house of the deceased's cemetery, suddenly his eyes lit up, he hurried forward a few steps, and picked up a fist-sized ore that was blooming with orchid light, his eyes were full of excitement.

The Devourer and Phantom Lord are the two top weapons of war of the Xi Clan.

The devourer who has evolved to the peak can devour any energy, and at the same time possesses terrifying defense and splitting abilities. The phantom master is a weapon of war that controls illusion, which can easily confuse intelligent creatures, making them fall into an illusion where they cannot extricate themselves, and eventually sink.

If Yang Feng possesses a top-notch Phantom Lord, all he needs is an order from him. That Phantom Lord can confuse the three Seraph Angels of Dawn, make them regard Yang Feng as the Lord of Dawn, and tell all the information honestly.

Whether it is the devourer or the phantom master, their core materials are the most precious treasures. Even with the tyranny of the Xi clan back then, across countless star fields, it would take about a hundred years of synthetic materials to create a phantom. The full body of dominion.

The corner of Yang Feng's mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of a smile: "Although I can't refine a complete phantom master, I can add super soul stones to it, and with the alchemy of the warlock civilization, I can completely refine it." Create a phantom master that can evolve continuously."

The super soul stone is the most precious strategic material, and it is also the top material for making Seraphim. Yang Feng didn't have many super soul stones in his hands either.

Not enough for Yang Feng to have forty-three Seraphs in his hands, as well as a large number of saints and petitioners abandoned by the gods. He can completely use the secret method to transform those saints and petitioners into soul stones.

In fact, once the kingdom of the gods is breached, as long as the kingdom of God is not pulled into the astral world, once the saints and petitioners are captured, they will be sacrificed by warlocks to become soul stones. The greatest benefit gained from fighting the gods.

The soul stone will not depreciate no matter which plane it is placed on, and it is a currency that is popular in countless extraordinary worlds. Many secret treasures and war weapons with all kinds of incredible abilities require the use of soul stones.

Yang Feng continued to search for treasures in the cemetery of the dead. There were indeed many treasures in the cemetery of the dead, but it was still far behind the treasure house of the Grand Duke of the Blood Race. There were very few treasures that could make him very excited.

"This is the corpse of a prince-level abyssal demon lord. It is worthy of being a warlock in the cemetery of the dead. It seems that they are all top tomb robbers. This is probably the treasure of the cemetery of the dead. If I didn't guess If it is wrong, this treasure is sealed here,

It's because no one can command Him! "

Yang Feng came to the deepest part of the dead man's cemetery, and suddenly his eyes lit up. I saw a unicorn on one head, a ferocious face like a ghost, three meters tall, and an abyssal demon lord engraved with evil spells all over his body, as if sleeping in a transparent crystal coffin. There are countless seals and curses on the coffin, and there is still a king-level terrifying power slowly permeating from the crystal coffin.

The various secret techniques recorded in the cemetery of the dead can allow the warlocks in the cemetery of the dead to control all kinds of demon corpses. However, those various demon corpses also transformed into a different kind of extraordinary existence after undergoing the secret method sacrificial training.

Once the corpse of the prince-level abyssal demon lord is activated, with the chaotic nature of the abyssal demon, the slightly weaker Zou Hai Da Neng will definitely be killed by the abyssal demon lord.

The corner of Yang Feng's mouth raised slightly, showing a hint of a smile: "It seems that I'm lucky, this corpse will be of great benefit to my next plan."

Inside a palace on the plane of Andekra.

Yang Feng casually played with a storage ring containing the most precious treasure of Heart of Fury, and asked Yan Pengfei who was beside him: "Yan Pengfei, do you know the origin of the three blazing angels?"

Yan Pengfei respectfully said: "Young Master, the three Seraphs are said to be envoys sent by the Eighth Warlock Emperor, the Lord of Dawn."

Yang Feng frowned slightly and said, "The Lord of Dawn is a human warlock, not a god. There are seraphs under his seat, don't you have any doubts?"

Yan Pengfei smiled wryly and said: "Our Furious Heart is the courtier of the Lord of the Morning Sun in the Eighth Warlock Dynasty. The Emperor's Order of the Morning Sun can never be faked. It is the real Emperor's Order of the Morning Sun. We have a special secret method, and we can perceive the Emperor's Order of the Morning Sun. There is a trace of the living Lord of Dawn in his breath. And the breath has not been contaminated for a long time. How could we disobey his order?"

The eight great warlock emperors of the human race in the plane of Cang shook the world and suppressed countless planes. Among the countless planes, the powerhouses above Yuehua basically knew the prestige of the eight great warlock emperors of the human race.

The strength of the Heart of Rage and the Cemetery of the Dead can be regarded as the group of sorcerers second only to the top ten sects and the eight great families in the Dayun Dynasty. But compared with the eighth warlock emperor, the Lord of Dawn, he was just an ant who would be crushed to death.

Only the strong of the Holy Spirit Warlock rank are eligible to talk to the strong of the Warlock Emperor rank. The existence below the Holy Spirit Warlock is an ant to the Warlock Emperor.

Yang Feng said: "What did they ask you to do when they found you?"

Yan Pengfei smiled wryly, and took a deep look at Yang Feng: "Resources, they asked us to hand over half of the resources to them every year. At the same time, under their protection, we can also expand outward crazily and annex other warlock groups. .”

At this time, Yan Pengfei already knew that Yang Feng, Lei Ming, the young master of Undead Mountain, was also Yang Feng, the peerless genius of the Battle Demon Sect. The Heart of Fury and the Cemetery of the Dead were eyeing the Zhan Mozong covetously, and Yang Feng was also eyeing them covetously. In the end, they became Yang Feng's prey instead.

Yang Feng continued to ask: "What else?"

Yan Pengfei pondered for a while before saying: "Those angels form a line of their own, and they don't have much contact and contact with us. We don't have much information. But every time they appear, they are three Zouhai-level blazing angels. Angels lead the team. Twelve Zouhai-level Seraphs have appeared before."

Yang Feng couldn't help sucking in a breath of air, a solemn look flashed in his eyes: "Twelve Zouhai-level blazing angels!!"

The Seraph, who is in charge of the power of dawn, is undoubtedly one of the strongest Seraphs, and has almost no restrained power attribute. If you want to kill those Seraphs who wield the power of Dawn, you must crush them head-on with absolute strength.

Although the Zouhai-level Seraphs are also strong and weak, even the weakest Zouhai-level Seraph is equivalent to the warlock Tianjiao who condensed the virtual world in the early days of Zouhai.

If the twelve Seraphs attacked the Heart of Rage and the Cemetery of the Dead, they could completely crush them all the way, and directly push and kill the Heart of Rage and the Cemetery of the Dead. Under that absolute power, coupled with the Imperial Decree of the Dawn, Furious Heart and the Cemetery of the Dead had to obey even if they refused.

Yang Feng continued to ask: "What else?"

Yan Pengfei shook his head slightly and said, "No more!"

Yang Feng asked a few more questions, but did not get any information from Yan Pengfei.

Yang Feng frowned slightly, and a look of worry flashed in his eyes: "The eighth warlock emperor, Lord of the Dawn? If it's really him, then I'll be in trouble! Do I have to go undercover again, change my identity, and hide?"

Each of the eight warlock emperors is a terrifying existence with extraordinary talent and invincibility. Even the weaker Lord of Dawn is still a peerless arrogance who has suppressed countless arrogances in the entire Cangzhi plane, a great and invincible warlock emperor. If he was alive, even when he was at his weakest, as long as he locked onto the position of Yang Feng's real body and pointed at him casually, he would be able to cross thousands of miles and kill Yang Feng at this time.

The seventh floor of the endless abyss.

A round of black sun suspends in the void very strangely, the earth is dry and cracked everywhere, and various kinds of strange-shaped abyssal plants grow. The air is filled with a corrosive abyssal demonic energy, and ordinary people can breathe a trace of abyssal demonic energy , the mild one will suffer a serious illness, and the severe one will be directly poisoned to death.

On the land, there seemed to be no living things, but if you looked carefully, you could see the abyssal monsters hiding in every corner exuding a ferocious aura.

Every once in a while, there will be a fight in a certain corner above the ground, and the loser will be gnawed away with bones and bones.

An abyssal demonic river that was formed by the condensed negative forces of the various planes, was as black as ink, and exuded bursts of stench, flowing quietly.

After a while, the Abyss Demonic River will suddenly set off a wave of black waves, rolling towards the shore.

Every time there are hundreds of thousands of abyssal monster insects about 20 centimeters in length, the whole body is pitch black, with distorted faces on their backs, and sharp mouthparts like chrysanthemum petals on their heads.

As soon as those abyssal monster insects appeared, they fought and devoured each other.

Many devil boys with faces like babies but with fangs like wild beasts rushed over happily, grabbed fat abyss devil worms and stuffed them into their mouths.

"Is this the abyss? What a cruel place!"

Yang Feng, whose soul was parasitic in an abyssal worm, just glanced around, opened his incomparably sharp mouthparts, and bit the next abyssal worm, chewing heavily, crushing the abyssal worm Worm devoured.

As soon as he devoured the abyssal monster worm, Yang Feng felt his body swell a little, giving him a bit of strength.

Without any hesitation, Yang Feng bowed his body and suddenly bounced to another abyssal worm. He bit off the head of that abyssal worm and devoured it.

After swallowing more than 30 abyssal monster worms in a row, Yang Feng's body swelled to 30 centimeters at once, and his whole body was full of strength at the same time. (To be continued.)