Chapter 820 Wu Meiying

In front of the Royal Study Room of the Imperial Palace, hundreds of dead soldiers trained by the royal family were guarding. Those dead soldiers held weapons and guarded the Royal Study Room of the Imperial Palace. There was a sense of death in their eyes.

Outside the royal study room of the imperial palace, stood densely packed Imperial City Imperial Guards, and in the middle of those Imperial City Imperial Guards, one person standing was Yang Feng.

Murong Qiang looked at the leader of the hundreds of dead soldiers, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and he stepped forward decisively: "Yuwen Batian, surrender! The general situation is over, and only by surrendering to His Majesty the Demon Ancestor can you have a way out .”

The burly figure, exuding a terrifying aura of grandmaster series, the general of the imperial guards holding a long knife shouted sharply: "Shut up, you rebels! Murong Qiang, Hu Yande, Zhou Sheng, Your Majesty treats you well, treats you You have been promoted from a meager commoner to the commander of the imperial guards, and then you have become aristocrats. The emperor's grace is great. Now you have betrayed the emperor, and dare to persuade you to surrender without shame, don't you feel ashamed?"

Murong Qiang, Hu Yande, Zhou Sheng and other three generals of the Imperial Guard also had a flash of shame in their eyes, and they remained silent.

Those three imperial guards who descended were all military generals promoted from humble beginnings by His Majesty Wu Shanming, Emperor of the Great Zhou Empire, and they had always been loyal to Wu Shanming. But this time, the Demon Ancestor incarnated by Yang Feng was truly invincible, a terrifying existence that could kill a hundred thousand troops with a wave of his hand, so they had no choice but to surrender.

"Batian, forget it! You can't blame them for this matter."

The door of the Royal Study Room of the Imperial Palace opened, and more than a dozen people walked out of the Royal Study Room. The leader was none other than Emperor Wu Shanming of the Great Zhou Empire, and beside him was a beautiful middle-aged woman who was his queen. .

Behind Wu Shanming, there are more than a dozen young men and women with outstanding looks, who are the sons and daughters of Wu Shanming.

Yuwen Batian bowed to Wu Shanming and said, "I've seen Your Majesty!"

Wu Shanming glanced at Yuwen Batian, a look of relief flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Batian, you brought these brothers to surrender Lord Mozu. Lord Mozu always treats surrenders equally, and rewards and punishments are clearly defined. , is indeed a rare enlightened master. This is an order and must not be violated!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

With tears in his eyes, Yuwen Batian dropped the weapon in his hand, knelt down to Yang Feng, and remained silent.

The hundreds of dead Imperial Guard soldiers also dropped their weapons one after another, knelt down to Yang Feng, and remained silent.

"Lord Demon Ancestor, you can take away my life and the Great Zhou Empire. I can cooperate with you to issue an imperial edict,

Let the rest of the states give up resistance and surrender to the Great Chu Empire. Please also show mercy and spare the lives of my wife and children, please! "

Wu Shanming let out a long sigh, with despair flashing in his eyes, he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed continuously to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng looked at Wu Shanming's sons and daughters, his eyes lit up immediately, and he strode towards a beautiful girl about fifteen or sixteen years old who was wearing a white dress, looked pitiful, beautiful and moving.

Seeing this scene, Murong Qiang's eyes dimmed slightly: "Seventh Princess!!"

The gazes of Hu Yande and the six or seven young generals of the Imperial Guard darkened.

The stunning girl, who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, was named Wu Meiying. She was the seventh princess of the Dayun Dynasty, and was also privately recognized as the number one beauty among the nobles of the Great Zhou Empire.

Wu Meiying bowed to Yang Feng Yingying, a flash of determination flashed in her beautiful eyes, she raised her delicate and beautiful face, and begged pitifully: "Meiying has seen His Majesty the Demon Ancestor, please forgive me Show mercy, let father, mother and my brothers and sisters go, Meiying is willing to serve His Majesty the Demon Ancestor for life and life, and will never have any complaints."

As soon as Yang Feng figured out Wu Meiying's aptitude, his eyes lit up immediately, and he showed a satisfied smile: "A mid-level soul aptitude at level eight, this world is really a treasure trove of talents. None of them are under his command, and it seems that the injuries are not clear."

Eighth-level medium soul paper, in the world of warlocks, is definitely a heaven-defying soul qualification. Yang Feng has seen countless geniuses, and only the little loli Regina he obtained on the plane of divine blood has an eighth-level intermediate soul aptitude. As for the soul aptitude of the eighth level, Yang Feng has only met Shi Xue.

The gap between the seventh-level soul qualification and the eighth-level soul qualification is called the boundary between heaven and man. The sorcerer genius with the eighth-level soul qualification can undoubtedly be promoted to become a sun-day sorcerer without any bottlenecks. The probability of being promoted to Cosmic Warlock and Zhou Hai Da Neng is also far higher than that of ordinary Warlocks.

It can be said that as long as Yang Feng is willing to spend a lot of resources and cultivate them carefully, Regina and Wu Meiying can all be trained by him to become terrifying powerhouses of the Zhouhai power level, and they can also condense small powers in their bodies. The world's top Zouhai power.

Yang Feng smiled slightly and said, "Okay, then from today onwards, you are mine. I will also spare your parents and won't do anything to them."

Wu Meiying bowed profusely, wept with joy, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty Ron!"

All the members of the Wu family present were weeping with joy, and bowed to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng smiled slightly and said: "Wu Shanming, take that thing out! I want to meet the Heavenly Lord in myths and legends for a while."

"Tianzun, the Tianzun in the myths and legends is still alive?"

"Impossible! Tianzun is already a figure in the age of mythology. It has been hundreds of thousands of years since the age of mythology. How can he still be alive?"

"The Demon Ancestor actually wants to fight the Heavenly Venerate, so he is indeed a mythical powerhouse!!"

"In the legend, above the Martial Saint, there is a myth. I never thought that the legend is true, and that there really is a myth-level powerhouse who can live forever!"

"..."

The commanders of the imperial guards stared at Yang Feng with complex expressions in their eyes. Many people glanced at Wu Meiying, and a hint of jealousy flashed in their eyes.

Immortality is everyone's dream. But in this world, no matter how great power and wealth a person possesses, they can live to be in their sixties at most, and very few people can live to be in their seventies.

If Tianzun existed, he would have lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and a living myth of longevity appeared before their eyes. And Yang Feng was able to be an enemy of a mythical figure like Tianzun, so he was naturally a mythical powerhouse of the same level and possessed the secret method of longevity.

A strange look also bloomed in Wu Meiying's beautiful eyes.

Wu Shanming said: "Your Majesty the Demon Ancestor, the statue that entered and exited the palace where Tianzun lived has been destroyed by Lord Tianzun."

"Destroyed? It seems that I have to work harder."

Yang Feng patted his hands lightly, the void twisted for a while, and a series of void assassins flew out of the void, landing in front of Wu Shanming and his party.

Those Void Assassins grabbed Wu Meiying and other members of the Wu family at once, and the engines roared, and they flew directly into the distance.

"Murong Qiang! You lead people to evacuate the palace immediately, there may be danger here!"

Yang Feng left a faint sentence, took a step forward, his body blurred, and then disappeared from the spot.

Murong Qiang ordered very decisively: "Retreat! Brothers, withdraw immediately with me!"

As soon as Yang Feng stepped into the imperial study room, a strange light flickered in his eyes, and the [Devil God Pupil] suddenly appeared, looking around.

Under the reflection of the countless curse seals of the [Devil God Eyes], a strange and twisted passage appeared in the imperial study room, extending towards a void.

Yang Feng tore it casually, tore a huge hole in the weird and twisted passage, and strode into the weird and twisted passage.

The weird and twisted passage was tumbling, like a weird and twisted maze. Once an ordinary warlock enters such a maze, they will sink forever and cannot escape from it.

Yang Feng's [Devil God Eyes] shone brightly, stepping on one correct node after another, walking towards the end of the maze.

Within a dozen or so breaths, a beautiful and splendid palace appeared in front of Yang Feng's eyes.

In that beautiful and resplendent palace, sat a handsome middle-aged man wearing a silver warlock robe.

The middle-aged handsome man wearing the silver warlock robe took a deep look at Yang Feng and smiled, "Are you a warlock?"

Yang Feng said lightly: "That's right, I'm a human warlock from the plane of Cang! Are you a Celestial?"

Tianzun smiled dumbly and said, "Tianzun? That's just a random name given by the ignorant natives of this world. I am the Eye of God, a casual practitioner of the Dayun Dynasty."

Warlock names have wondrous powers. Some warlocks can even use the name of the enemy to cast various evil curses on the enemy. Therefore, many warlocks like to hide their real names and call them by various strange nicknames.

Yang Feng smiled lightly and said, "I am the Supreme Sword of the War Demon Sect of the Dayun Dynasty, and also the Demon Ancestor of this world! Eye of the Gods, I am very curious, how can you live in this world for hundreds of thousands of years!"

There was a flash of light in the eyes of the gods, and he smiled and said: "Everyone has their own secrets, and I am no exception. Men who want to know the bottom line are not liked by people."

Yang Feng said indifferently: "I like this world very much. However, I don't want others to know about this world. God's Eye, tell me, what choice will I make under this situation?"

The Eye of the Gods said calmly: "According to the way warlocks act, of course it is to cut grass and roots, wipe out all those who know, and control the entire world."

Yang Feng stared at the eyes of the gods and said: "Smart! Now I will give you two choices. One is to be my subordinate and hand over all the secrets. The second is to fall here. Which one do you choose?"

"I will choose the third one, and I will kill you here!"

The eyes of the gods suddenly smiled brightly, and an incomparably violent fluctuation of power diffused from his body. A hundred eyes were born in his body at once, and each eye bloomed with a strange and incomparable light, strengthening his physical strength. (to be continued)). If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please read here. )