When Yang Feng saw this scene, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes: "This is the power of a half-emperor! It is terrifying to be able to raise a master of a great saint to the state of a half-emperor!!"
Each of the half-emperor-level powerhouses is the pinnacle of the great sage, and has taken that step to set foot in the peerless powerhouse in the realm of the emperor.
In theory, a hundred and half-emperor-level powerhouses can join forces to compete against one emperor.
But that is just theory. Among the eight great warlock dynasties of the human race, the Demon God dynasty had the largest number of half-emperor-level powerhouses, and only had 36 half-emperors. Among the thirty-six half-emperors, only seven were human half-emperors, and the rest were powerful men of various races who were surrendered by the Lord of the Demon God.
If the King of Domination can produce a thousand half-emperor rank powerhouses, except for the emperors of the invincible hegemon rank rank, Yang Feng, the rest of the emperors, will have the confidence to kill them.
The King of Domination waved [The Whip of Domination] and drew it on the body of a King Kong Dominator.
Countless curse seals shone, and the immense power fell into the body of the King Kong master.
The King Kong dominates the body with countless curse seals shining, and the power fluctuates steadily. It breaks through all the way, and a terrifying aura is directly permeated, and it is promoted to a half-emperor-level terrifying existence in one fell swoop.
Yang Feng's eyes flashed with scorching heat and laughed excitedly: "Okay!!!"
After the two masters, the master of ghosts and the master of King Kong, advanced to become a half emperor, Yang Feng had two more killers. They are all horrible existences that can reverse the situation at a critical time.
Yang Feng looked expectantly at the king of dominance, hoping that she could evolve the remaining ten saint-level dominating robots into semi-emperor-level powerhouses.
"The power I have accumulated has been exhausted. To make them all evolve, the following resources are needed. Or one hundred years later, one of them can be advanced to a half-emperor."
The King of Domination shook his head slightly, and with a wave of his jade hand, a little light fell directly into Yang Feng's hand.
"Need so many resources? However, as long as there are sufficient resources, it is too cost-effective to be able to continuously create half-emperor-level powerhouses."
Countless data streams flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, his brows were slightly frowned, and he stretched out, revealing a hint of smile.
Any powerhouse at the half-emperor level is a terrifying existence of Megatron Universe, which is hard to find an opponent. In that eternal road, some of the strongest among the eternal emperors are only the strongest of the Great Sage Peak.
The ruler king can make a holy ruler advance to a half emperor in a hundred years. This ability is simply against the sky. This means that in only ten thousand years, he will be able to create a hundred semi-emperor-level powerhouses.
The one hundred half-emperor-level powerhouses joined forces, enough to suppress an ordinary emperor.
Yang Feng glanced at that majestic, all-over-all-overlord king, a scorching color flashed in his eyes and said: "Come on, fight with me, let me see your skills."
"Yes! My lord!"
The King of Domination smiled, five fingers, and a huge mechanical sphere emerged at once, and a teleporting light shot out from the mechanical sphere and enveloped him and Yang Feng.
In an instant, the King of Domination appeared with Yang Feng in a vast and mysterious space that was as vast as a star field.
"This is the space world! It seems that you are very confident and can bear my strength."
Yang Feng looked at the vast world like a star field, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he could tell at a glance that the vast and mysterious space was the space inside the seventh-level base.
With Yang Feng's current strength, the stars can be destroyed completely, and a world can be destroyed with every gesture. A third-class plane can't bear his full burst of power.
The King of Domination dared to take the initiative to use the internal space of the seven-level base as the battlefield for him to fight against Yang Feng, so he naturally had a strong self-confidence.
The King of Domination smiled slightly and said: "My lord will be promoted to the emperor in the future, and this battlefield will not be able to carry the battle between us."
How clever Yang Feng is, he immediately heard that the Lord of the Lord meant that he, as a half emperor, could never cause irreparable damage to the seventh-level base.
"Interesting!! The fourth form!!"
A look of excitement flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, [Xi Shen Jia] countless rays of light shone, and a vague phantom appeared at once, directly fusing with him.
A halberd of the God of War appeared in Yang Feng's hands. He held the halberd of the God of War and cut it out. Numerous phantoms of heroic spirits appeared, and countless combat skills appeared directly, blasting towards the king of masters.
The King of Domination smiled and slapped the snow-white jade's right hand directly, and it suddenly evolved into a terrifying white jade mountain that fell from the sky, crushing towards the countless heroic ghosts.
The terrifying white jade mountain slammed into the shadows of countless heroic spirits like a meteor, shattering all the combat skills that countless heroic spirits blasted, hitting Yang Feng's body at once, and blasting Yang Feng directly away thousands of miles away. .
"Haha, good! Good! Good!!!"
Yang Feng was very embarrassed but laughed happily in his eyes.
The stronger the King of Domination's strength, the stronger Yang Feng's strength. After his test, the strength of the King of Domination was unfathomable, far surpassing the Lord of Hongling who was seriously injured. And the King of Domination hasn't used all his strength yet.
Yang Feng looked at that beautiful, overwhelming sovereign king with a satisfied smile and said: "You don't have a name yet, I will give you a name. From today, you will be called Zero!"
The King of Domination smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, my lord!"
Ripples appeared in the starry sky outside the Plane of God's Blood, and a terrifying interstellar fleet suddenly appeared.
A blood-colored light gleamed, and the blood-haired demon snake flew to the front of the fleet, overlooking below, Sen Han smiled, and screamed: "The six true ancestors of the true blood blood race, get out!! See you!!!"
A wave of terrifying sound waves vibrated in the plane of God's blood.
"Sacred Heaven!!"
"The number one powerhouse in the warlock world!!"
"It's the invincible heavenly sage under the emperor!!"
"It's the heavenly sage who killed the emperor, Lord of Hongling!!"
"The future ninth warlock emperor of the human race!!"
"..."
In the plane of God's blood, all the true blood races heard the voice of the Great Sage of the Blood Haired Demon Snake, and everyone's face changed drastically, full of trembling.
From among the six palaces, six powerhouses of the blood race flew out at once, suspended in the void.
"I have seen Heavenly Sage!!"
Each of the six true ancestors of the blood races is a handsome and extraordinary character. Every true ancestor is a powerhouse of the Holy Warlock ranks, creating a blood family with immense power. In many universes, there are their blood. Each of them is a big man in the universe. But at this time they can only salute Yang Feng respectfully, without daring to make any changes.
"Tian Sheng, I have offended and offended before. Please forgive me! I am willing to offer you twenty Wang [Fountain of Immortality]. I will also give you all the blood of the Seventh True Ancestor. Stay. Please forgive me for my sins!!"
As soon as the third true ancestor saw Yang Feng sitting on top of the flagship, a luxurious mantle, his face was pale and his body trembled slightly.
Yang Feng glanced at the third true ancestor, a sneer flashed in his eyes, and smiled coldly: "Want me to forgive you? Okay, I'll give you a way out. There is no real blood left in your body. Pull it out for me."
As soon as these words came out, a trace of chill surged behind the true ancestors of the six blood races.
True blood is the source of the power of the true blood, and the true blood of each true ancestor of the blood is counted in drops. If the true blood of the third true ancestor is completely drained, it will become a waste person and will not live for three years.
"Tiansheng!! Tiansheng!! I know it was wrong!! Please, give me a way out!!"
The third true ancestor knelt on the ground, begging in embarrassment.
Yang Feng possesses the [Blue Mirror of Destiny], even if the third true ancestor escapes to the ends of the world, he cannot escape his pursuit. The third true ancestor will come out of the plane of God's blood honestly.
Yang Feng stretched out his hand with cold eyes, countless curse seals shone, turning into chains of curse seals, and pierced into the body of the third true ancestor.
The third true ancestor let out a scream of screams, and a drop of true blood was drawn directly from his body.
The other five true ancestors changed their faces, but they didn't dare to make the slightest change. On the left and right sides of Yang Feng, there are two half-emperor-level powerhouses, the Great Sage Feihe and the Great Sage of the Blood Demon Snake.
"Tiansheng give me a face, stop it! The Great Tribulation of the Universe, we should be consistent with each other, and should not fight each other."
Accompanied by a sigh, a handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes, exuding a half-emperor rank terrifying power, stepped out of the void and walked in front of Yang Feng step by step.
Yang Feng glanced at the second true ancestor, and a cold voice flashed in his eyes: "Second true ancestor, you are blocking me from doing things, do you want to be my enemy?"
The second true ancestor said: "You are invincible in the world! The emperor does not come out, fight alone, no one is your opponent. But no matter how strong you are, there is only one person. In the future, the barriers of the universe will be shattered. Countless powerful men from the Mana universe have poured into this universe, and you also need help. As long as you let go of the third true ancestor, our true blood family can become your most loyal ally."
"Unfortunately, he is already dead!"
Yang Feng smiled faintly, and with a flick of his fingers, the third true ancestor had already turned into ashes and drifted away in the wind.
A drop of real blood flew into Yang Feng's hand, bursting with incomparable light.
Every drop of the true blood of the third true ancestor is extremely precious. If it were all consumed on a human warlock, it would only take less than a hundred years to cultivate a blood spirit warlock of true blood.