"The Fallen Throne, the feathers of the Fallen Angel. No, it's not just the Fallen Angel's feathers, there are also a large number of other fierce birds, and even the feathers of the Godly Bird. This aura is an innate spiritual treasure. Moreover, it is not an ordinary innate spiritual treasure, but the life magic treasure of the Fallen Saint. It is very powerful, absolutely beyond imagination."
Yi Tianxing felt that the innate Yin-Yang Eyes were quickly peeking into the Fallen Throne. The magic light emanating from the throne was almost impossible to be seen even by the Yin-Yang Eyes. It was conceivable how powerful it was.
But I still got some information.
This throne seemed to be made of countless ferocious feathers, each of which had a terrifying aura. There were so many feathers in it that Yi Tianxing could only distinguish feathers of phoenix, blue phoenix, white crane, peacock, swan, owl, thunder eagle, etc. There were so many kinds that at a glance, there were probably hundreds or even thousands of them.
I’m afraid no one except the Fallen Son of God can tell exactly how many there are.
The throne is not only full of mystery, but also natural, like a perfect work of art. There is not a single flaw, perfect to the extreme. The feathers are sharp and sharp. If it is not the owner, anyone else sitting on it will be pierced by the feathers in an instant and strangled into a ball of rotten meat on the spot. It is really horrible. These feathers are like swords with endless sharpness.
In fact, this is true.
It is not so simple for this Fallen Throne to become the Fallen Son's natal magic treasure.
At the beginning, it was just a rare treasure of heaven and earth, and its prototype was just a ball of immortal chaos jade. This jade has a strong plasticity, and can be shaped into any kind of magic weapon as desired, and in it, the corresponding innate magic prohibition is derived. According to legend, this immortal chaos jade was bred from the bone marrow of the bones of the fallen Chaos Demon God at the beginning of the world, and it has immeasurable magical powers and is extremely mysterious.
After the Fallen Saint got it, he was immediately overjoyed and began to collect feathers of various divine birds and feathers shed by the strong in the tribe, and merged them into the Chaos Jade Marrow. Finally, he sacrificed and refined this Fallen Throne, and the Jade Marrow could perfectly merge with the feathers. From it, the top magic ban was derived - the Ten Thousand Feathers Fallen God Ban! !
This magic ban can be said to be a ban specially created to deal with these feathers. It can use the Chaos Jade Marrow as the core and fuse the endless feathers, not only retaining the original power of these feathers themselves, but also giving them the power of dark corruption for a perfect fusion. These feathers can not only be gathered together at will according to their own original attributes, but also derive various magical powers.
The most magical thing about this forbidden law is the two words "formless".
It is formless and magical, and it can transform into anything. It is truly mysterious and wonderful.
Once it is stimulated to the extreme, it can be said to be ever-changing and extremely terrifying.
Now it is no longer a magic ban, but has transformed from a magic ban to a treasure ban, and then from a treasure ban to a spiritual ban. It is also called a divine ban. The name is still the same, but the power has undergone a drastic transformation.
Moreover, as long as he sits on the Fallen Throne, his strength can be increased tenfold. This increase is an overall increase, whether it is magical power, combat skills, or soul energy and blood, they will be greatly increased invisibly.
Sitting upright on the throne, the Fallen Son felt as if he was a peerless demon god, suppressing all directions, dominating everything, and controlling everything in the world. That feeling was very mysterious. But there was no doubt that this was his most powerful moment.
The Fallen Son of God sat on the throne, and the Fallen Throne was suspended in the void. Looking down in all directions, everything around him was under his control, including the laws of heaven and earth, as if they were his domain. There was no difference.
"Fire can destroy the world and burn the sky."
The Fallen Saint stretched out his hand and reached forward. He could see feathers flying out from the Fallen Throne one after another. They gathered together in the first place and turned into a black feather fan in the blink of an eye. On this feather fan, mysterious magic patterns were naturally outlined.
boom!!
He held the feather fan and fanned Yi Tianxing without any hesitation.
Suddenly, layers of pitch-black demonic fire swept out like a tide. This demonic fire was terrible, called the Fallen Demonic Flame, which was a fusion of various flame origins. One could feel the smell of sulfur, and could feel that no matter whether it was wind, water, stone, or other materials, it could be ignited by it. In the blink of an eye, a large area of the battlefield turned directly into a flaming hell, and magma appeared in the earth, transmitting a fiery smell of sulfur.
Various kinds of ferocious birds appeared one after another.
The phoenix, peacock, giant eagle, etc., all of them had changed greatly in appearance, and the aura they exuded was filled with a sense of decadence, and they pounced towards Yi Tianxing madly. There was no doubt that they all possessed great terror and killing power.
The aura emitted by each of them was not inferior to that of the Daotai realm, which was very terrifying.
"Very strong, very scary. But, fire, what can it do to me?"
Yi Tianxing witnessed this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he sneered.
As soon as the words fell, a scarlet battle flag suddenly appeared. It was Zhurong's Skyfire Flag. On the battle flag, Zhurong suddenly opened his eyes and woke up on the spot. He looked up to the sky and roared. He stepped out of the battle flag, stretched out his hand to hold the battle flag, and waved his arms. Countless fire dragons roared out from the battle flag and rushed towards the fire birds.
The collision of the Heavenly Fire and the Demonic Fire was like ice and fire, becoming even more violent and terrifying. A large area was transformed into a sea of fire.
Ding ding ding!!
On the fallen throne, feathers flew out one by one, gathering quickly on the left and right sides of the throne at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a pair of pitch-black wings. On this pair of wings, it seemed that all kinds of power could be felt, yin and yang, the five elements, wind, thunder, ice, and other powers, all perfectly gathered on this pair of wings. The wings covered the sky and the sun, and with the continuous incorporation of feathers, they were surging almost every moment. In the blink of an eye, they had reached tens of thousands of feet, like wings hanging from the sky.
This pair of fallen demon feathers seemed to contain all the power in the world, yet they could be perfectly controlled. They grew from the throne and were originally one body. Now that they appeared, they were more complete.
In each feather, one could see a strange fallen space. There was a flame space, a thunder space, and a poison space. These spaces were all caves, and they converged into one. In an instant, the power of the entire fallen throne had undergone a fundamental transformation. A wisp of energy could crush everything, and the suppressed space was distorted. The scene was truly terrifying.
"What a Fallen Throne! Every feather on it is actually a cave space. If the feathers are allowed to evolve into a small thousand worlds, or even a middle thousand worlds, then the entire Fallen Throne will suppress the heaven and earth and be invincible. Once it comes, almost no one can stop it. They will be crushed. There are more than ten thousand of these feathers."
Yi Tianxing was also secretly shocked. It was not surprising that this kind of natal treasure contained a cave heaven. It was normal to open one or two. If there were more, it would only seriously affect the growth and promotion of the natal treasure. The resources needed to be consumed were really immeasurable. Every time a cave heaven was added, a huge amount of resources would be needed to fill it. There were more than tens of thousands of cave heaven spaces.
It’s hard to count exactly how many there are at the moment.
Moreover, from the space of Yuling Cave, it can be seen that there seem to be countless dead souls wailing in pain, and even praying devoutly. If they pray, there will naturally be no pain, but if they do not pray, they will suffer endless torture.
"Use the power of faith and prayer, the power of pain, torture and fear, and transform them into an endless source of power to refine the cave. Expand the space and establish the Demon Kingdom. There are so many dead souls, more than hundreds of millions. This method is really unscrupulous."
Yi Tianxing took a deep breath and guessed why the Fallen Son of God dared to sacrifice so many cave spaces. It was obvious that he wanted to create countless demon kingdoms with faith and make their foundation endless. Once it erupted, it would be like a mountain torrent and a tsunami.
His ambition is beyond imagination. If he really lets this Fallen Throne grow, he can use it to become a demon god and look down on all living things.
"All the spirits of heaven and earth are the fuel of fire, which made this Holy Son. When I gain eternal life, those who believe in me can live forever in the Demonic Kingdom, forever and ever." The Fallen Holy Son had no guilt or pity at all. There was nothing wrong with using all living beings to achieve himself. It was perfectly normal. In the eternal night, this was the truth.
"Emperor Yi, die!"
The Fallen Son of God said with a sneer.
As soon as the voice fell, it could be seen that the huge Fallen Demon Feathers flapped slightly, and the huge Fallen Throne had already cut through the sky like a meteor, and directly hit the position where Yi Tianxing was. This collision was going to create a hole in the sky and earth, truly destroying the heavens and the earth.
To him, no matter who it is, even if a Daotai realm person stands in front of him, he will be smashed into pieces and die by this collision.
Outside the throne, earth, fire, water and wind continued to emerge, and the sound of corruption was like a tide.
"Very good. If you want to clash, then I will clash with you to my heart's content. Let's see who is stronger."
Yi Tianxing witnessed this, and a strong desire to fight surged in his heart. With a thought, he shouted without hesitation: "Hongmeng Tiandi Tower!!"
brush!!
Purple divine light flickered, and it could be seen. The Hongmeng Tiandi Tower, which had reached the 41st floor, appeared out of thin air above his head, and a vast cloud of celebration appeared above his head, holding up the pagoda. The entire pagoda was glowing. Purple divine light was like the sea.
"If you want to crash into it, then crash into it as much as you can. Let's see whether your Fallen Throne is stronger or my Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower is stronger. Crash into it."
Yi Tianxing uttered a cold shout.
As soon as he thought about it, he saw that the pagoda had suddenly grown in size in the next moment, becoming several thousand feet high and as white as colored glaze. Countless runes flashed, and the tower moved, crashing towards the Fallen Throne.