Chapter 814: Palace of Ten Thousand Demons

Yang Feng glanced at the owner of the Wanhua Palace, and there was a flash of admiration in his eyes: "That's right, his own quality is very good, and he has also refined top-level charm skills. In this world without extraordinary power, few men can Escape her charm. However, compared to the Succubus Queen, it is still far behind."

The charm of the owner of the Wanhua Palace is already the top existence in this world, every frown and smile is full of charm, extremely beautiful. However, due to the lack of extraordinary power, her charm is still far behind those goddesses and succubus queens, and she can't charm Yang Feng at all.

"Let me see how your qualifications are?"

Yang Feng smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to grab the Master of Wanhua Palace.

"Master Demon Ancestor..."

The pretty face of the owner of Wanhua Palace trembled slightly, revealing a pitiful and pitiful expression, raised her jade hand slightly, and performed thirty-six changes calmly, wanting to get rid of it from Yang Feng's hand. He broke free quietly.

Even the most hard-hearted person would be softened when he saw the delicate and pitiful expression of the Mistress of Wanhua Palace, but Yang Feng's expression remained unchanged. He reached out and pressed it on the Mistress of Wanhua Palace's head, and began to Investigating her soul qualifications.

If it is on the plane of Cang, Yang Feng can easily scan the soul qualifications of these mortals with a sweep of his soul power. But in this strange world, Yang Feng can only perceive other people's soul aptitude through personal contact.

"Get your dirty hands off!"

Suddenly, a shout of anger came from not far away, and a handsome young man let out a roar, performed lightness kung fu, and jumped towards Yang Feng like a big bird.

With a wave of Yang Feng's hand, a few stones flew out and hit the young hero's head, blasting several huge blood holes out of the young hero's head.

Throwing knives, dark greens, sleeve arrows, darts and other hidden weapons suddenly shot out from the crowd, shooting towards Yang Feng like raindrops.

With a wave of Yang Feng's hand, a piece of sand and gravel fell directly into the crowd. In an instant, the crowd seemed to be bombarded by shells. They were instantly covered in countless blood, and the corpses were scattered all over the field, which was too horrible to look at.

Those martial arts masters watching saw those hidden weapon masters being instantly killed by Yang Feng with a wave of his hand like ants, their hearts were cold, full of fear, and their bodies trembled.

Some martial arts masters even trembled so much that they couldn't even hold their weapons steady. The sound of weapons falling to the ground spread in this area, which was extremely strange.

The owner of Wanhua Palace saw Yang Feng's indifferent expression as if he crushed a group of ants to death,

There was a slight chill in her heart, and she didn't dare to make any small moves anymore, allowing Yang Feng's big hand to press on her body and pinch her wantonly.

Yang Feng glanced at the owner of Wanhua Palace, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Seventh-level superior soul aptitude is also a rare cultivation genius. This world looks really good, and there are good seedlings everywhere. "

Yang Feng said with satisfaction: "Very good, what's your name?"

The owner of Wanhua Palace smiled solemnly and said, "Report to the Demon Ancestor, my name is Qiao Mengluo."

Yang Feng smiled lightly and said: "Be my apprentice to serve me, or die, you choose one. By the way, the lives withered in my hands have exceeded ten million."

The owner of Wanhua Palace suddenly felt a creepy feeling in his heart. As the master of the Wanhua Palace among the seven schools of magic, she has killed more than a hundred martial arts masters, so she is already a well-known big devil in the martial arts. But Yang Feng killed more than ten million people. Just by imagining it, the heart of a big devil like the master of Wanhua Palace would tremble.

"What he said is true!"

The master of Wanhua Palace is talented and intelligent, but his soul aptitude is as high as the seventh level, and he is a genius among geniuses, and has an extraordinary intuition. He immediately heard that Yang Feng's words were true, and his heart was extremely cold .

The Master of Wanhua Palace knelt on the ground, bowed to Yang Feng Yingying, respectfully said: "Disciple Qiao Mengluo has seen the master!"

"Haha, good apprentice!"

Yang Feng smiled slightly, glanced at the martial arts masters who came continuously, and said calmly: "You all kneel down, join my Wanmo Palace, and be my minions, and those who don't join will all die."

An innate swordsman shouted sharply: "Everyone run away together, there are so many of us here, even if he is a martial artist, he can't kill us all!!"

In an instant, hundreds of martial arts masters fled frantically in all directions using lightness kung fu.

"A bunch of idiots."

A look of ridicule flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and stones flew up from the ground, fell into his hands, and then came out.

The stones were like meteors, blasting into the bodies of those hundreds of martial arts masters, and blasting through the hundreds of martial arts masters one by one like living cannonballs.

Within a few breaths, the hundreds of martial arts masters who chose to escape turned into broken corpses and fell to the ground.

"What a scary person!! This is already said to be a powerhouse at the level of gods and demons who can do this!!"

Seeing this scene, the surviving martial arts masters trembled one by one, unable to resist anymore.

"Master Demon Ancestor, his miraculous skills are unrivaled, and he will dominate the world for thousands of years! I am in Xiaheishan Baojiang City, and I am willing to serve my ancestor."

"Master Demon Ancestor, you have profound magical powers, command the world, you dare not refuse! Flying Mo Xiong on the grass, willing to serve the ancestor!"

"..."

The surviving martial arts masters all knelt down and shouted loudly. All kinds of flattery, crazy shots.

The young master of the moon demon also twitched, kneeling on the ground, flattering and singing praises.

Yang Feng glanced at Taoist Lingkong, and said coldly: "Wu Lingkong, surrender to me, or die?"

Wu Lingkong coughed up a large amount of blood, and with the same demeanor, he smiled slightly: "I can't betray my master, and I've already lived long enough, please give me a good time, Master Demon Ancestor."

"Actually, I still admire you quite a lot, what a pity!"

Yang Feng sighed regretfully, flicked his fingers, a grain of sand flew out instantly, and fell into Wu Lingkong's eyebrows.

In an instant, Wu Lingkong lost his breath, and with a smile on his face, he lost his vitality.

After casually killing Wu Lingkong, Yang Feng glanced at Li Wujian and said calmly, "Li Wujian, what about you?"

Li Wujian hesitated for a while before asking: "Master Demon Ancestor, if I work for you, can I learn more advanced martial arts?"

Yang Feng smiled proudly, full of self-confidence: "Of course! The martial arts you have learned are too superficial, and it is impossible for you to live forever. If you learn one or two things from me, it is not a problem at all to live a thousand years."

"Longevity for a thousand years! Can you really live for a thousand years?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Ziweihua, the young master of the moon demon, and the master of Wanhua palace all lit up, and their hearts beat wildly. In this world, apart from the legendary god-level powerhouses, even martial saint-level masters have a lifespan of only about one hundred and ten years. That millennium longevity is enough to drive countless strong men crazy.

"There is great horror between life and death, and I, Li Wujian, am just an ordinary person after all!"

Li Wujian let out a long sigh, then knelt down on the ground, a little uncomfortable and said: "Li Wujian is willing to work for Master Demon Ancestor."

It didn't take long for the news that the Wanmo Palace was born spread all over the world.

In the Wanmo Palace, many martial arts masters gathered, among them Li Wujian, the lightless sword, Qiao Mengluo, the owner of the Wanhua Palace, and Ziweihua Qinghe Ziwei, the head of the ten flowers of the Wanhua Palace, all became masters of the Grand Master rank.

The masters at the level of grand masters are already among the top masters in the world, and there are only two masters at the level of grand masters in Lingxu Dao, one of the three holy places of martial arts.

The three great masters Li Wujian, Qiao Mengluo, and Qinghe Ziwei teamed up, plus countless martial arts masters as minions. Wherever they went, those gangs in the rivers and lakes were directly annexed by the Wanmo Palace, and those who refused to obey were directly destroyed.

Ziyang Villa was the residence of Li Feiyun, the famous martial arts hero of Weizhou, Ziyang Sword, among the thirty-six states of the Great Zhou Empire, but at this moment, it has quietly become the headquarters of the Wanmo Palace.

As soon as the handsome girl swordsman Qinghe Ziwei in white clothes stepped into the back garden of Ziyang Villa, she saw a luxurious chariot in the back garden.

Yang Feng sat on that luxurious chariot, casually flipping through ancient books. Kneeling beside him are the Chinese rose Huaqian Jieyu and the Narcissus Zhang Qian among the ten flowers of the Wanhua Palace.

That Rose Huaqian Jieyu was a tall, slender, oval-faced, about twenty-one-two-year-old woman who was at the best age for a woman, exuding a charming aura from all over her body, full of femininity. The narcissus Zhang Qian has a baby face, but Shuangfeng is almost torn out of her clothes, with a childlike face and big breasts, a pure and sexy beauty mixed.

At this time, Rose Huaqian Jieyu and Narcissus Zhang Qian were both wearing faintly visible, extremely thin silk gauze clothes woven from natural silk, which were beautiful and full of temptation.

In front of the luxurious chariot, there were more than 20 very beautiful and cute little lolis who were born in Wanhua Palace, about eleven or twelve years old, playing and playing, forming a beautiful scenery.

When Qinghe Ziwei saw this scene, a look of jealousy flashed in her eyes, and she cursed in a low voice: "Two little coquettish foxes!"

The Chinese rose spends money to explain the language, the narcissus Zhang Qian was far inferior to the Qinghe crape myrtle of the crape myrtle flower, but as soon as their two daughters joined the Wanmo Palace, they wholeheartedly wanted to please Yang Feng. After being favored by Yang Feng a few times, Possessing terrifying and incomparable strength, he has become a master at the master level.

Qinghe Ziwei felt a little jealous when she thought of how hard she worked so hard, but was easily overtaken by that rose Huaqian Jieyu and that daffodil Zhang Qian.

Seeing the Qinghe ziwei stepping into the garden, the Chinese rose Huaqian Jieyu and the narcissus Zhang Qian felt a little nervous, and even more wholeheartedly flattered Yang Feng, hoping that Yang Feng would focus all his attention on them. (To be continued.)