The Lord of Death carefully took out the two-year-old flowers, a jade box flew out of his body directly and opened, and a blood-stained corner of his clothes flew in front of the two-year-old flowers.
A gleam of spirit flashed in the eyes of the Lord of Death, and he opened his mouth, and a mass of blood containing his enormous soul power sank into the two-life flower.
That two-life flower absorbed the essence and blood of the Lord of Death and the power of his remnant soul, bursting out countless mysterious curses at once.
A phantom of the Styx emerged directly from the two blooms, running through the past, present, and future.
The phantom of the Styx kept looking back to the past, reflecting everything, and finally the scene of the death of the wife of the Lord of Death appeared.
A will of the underworld flew in all directions, and a little bit of the light of the soul of the dead’s wife after countless baptisms flew from the entire universe, gathering on the two-life flower.
Numerous mysterious curse seals gleamed, and a slender woman, although not a peerless, but very beautiful woman slowly condensed in the two blooms.
"Blooming!!!"
The death lord, who was as dead as a piece of wood, brightened his eyes, and his body was trembling slightly. With excitement, a voice squeezed out of his throat with his hands clenched, soft and thin, for fear of shattering that group of souls.
The emperor was angry, the sky fell apart, and the world was destroyed.
The Lord of Death was also too excited, and his mood was destroyed, so that he could not control his power.
A complex color flashed in Yang Feng's eyes and slowly said, "It's really a kind of love!"
The Lord of Moyindo shrugged his shoulders in disapproval, without feeling: "Yes, neither you nor I can match the devotion of the Lord of Death. Of course, I can't figure out what a woman can do. OK."
"Brother Shang!!"
A daze flashed in the eyes of the phantom of the soul, and finally disappeared completely, staring at the Lord of Death, tenderness flowing in the beautiful eyes, full of affection.
The death lord's body trembled, two rows of clear tears flowed out of his eyes, five fingers and one white lotus flew out suddenly, and one fell on that group of soul phantoms.
Countless sacred rays of light gleamed, and the fairy moon white lotus sucked in the soul of blossoming.
A burst of light full of sacred aura gleamed from the fairy moon white lotus. The fairy moon white lotus flower bloomed at once, and a beautiful woman in a white dress curled up in the center of the flower. It was the blossom in the mouth of the Lord of Death.
Duoduo opened his eyes and smiled sweetly. He jumped down from the center of the flower, and it became an adult size. When he came to the Lord of Death, he smiled softly and said, "Brother Shang, you have lost weight!!!"
"Duo! Duo!"
The Lord of Death hugged Duo Duo at once, as if holding the most precious treasure, his body trembled, his face was full of tears, and he couldn't cry.
Countless dreams and goals for thousands of years have finally been realized. The shackles that held the Lord of Death collapsed, and his breath rose steadily and became stronger.
The Lord of Moyindu chuckles and said: "The Lord of Death is really strong! If you weren't trapped by love, I'm afraid you will be your enemy for eternity in the first place."
Yang Feng categorically said: "No! Even if he came out and competed with me for the position of eternity, I will only be the winner."
The Lord of Moyindu took a deep look at Yang Feng and smiled slightly: "Indeed, if your mind is firm, you are the number one among us!"
Yang Feng's goal is firm along the way, accompanied by countless blood and blood. Countless enemies fell into his hands, and only then did he use countless resources from an ordinary person to become an eternal one step by step.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, the Great Eternal Front, for giving me the twin flowers to my husband. I will never forget the grace of life-saving."
Duoduo came to Yang Feng with the hand of the Lord of Death, and bowed to Yang Feng Yingying, respectfully.
Yang Feng said meaningfully: "No thanks! He deserves the twin flowers."
The Lord of Death is an emperor of the invincible overlord series. In the entire universe, apart from Yang Feng, no more than three people could win his victory.
A twin flower in exchange for the effect of such a peerless overlord, no matter how it is considered to be a great deal.
The group went to the best restaurant in the Devouring Dynasty to have a drink, and then they dispersed.
Time passed, twenty years of time passed in a flash.
The Cangzhi plane swallowed the headquarters of the Dynasty, in a huge square.
A huge base with a diameter of a thousand kilometers and countless mysterious spells inscribed is suspended in the void.
From that huge base, countless tiny mechanical tentacles stretched out, and those mechanical tentacles pierced into the liquid metal pools, absorbing the metal liquid formed by the condensation of the main materials of all kinds of crazy emperor-level artifacts.
Countless mysterious curses were condensed in that huge base, and a trace of condensed formation.
The countless mysterious curse seals contain eternal power, even if they absorb countless precious treasures, the last step still cannot be taken, and it is difficult to condense and form.
"it's time!"
Yang Feng's eyes flashed brilliantly, countless curse marks gleamed all over his body, he reached out his hand, and the immense eternal power sank into that huge base like a mountain and a sea.
Incorporating Yang Feng's immense eternal power, the countless curse imprints inscribed on that huge base also formed inch by inch.
After nine days and nine nights, the last curse seal was directly formed.
After the last curse seal took shape, within a radius of tens of millions of light years, bursts of terrifying energy storms were set off.
The huge and incomparable cosmic energy was drawn by the rules of the darkness, and gathered towards the plane of blue.
"What's this?"
"So what happened?"
"This wave of power surpasses the power of the advanced emperor."
"Eternal treasure, there is a new eternal treasure born!!"
"The Eternal Front is really amazing!! It can actually refine the Eternal Treasure."
"If you don't even have a thousand years, you can refine an eternal treasure, it's too heavenly!"
"..."
That day, the earthly change happened, and in the entire universe, the powerhouses above the Holy Spirit Warlock were alarmed, and their eyes gathered here.
The universe in which the world of warlocks is located is shallow, and it is the limit to breed an eternal one. It is no longer possible to give birth to an eternal one.
This kind of heaven and earth vision beyond the emperor can only be possessed by the birth of a brand new eternal treasure.
"The Eternal Treasure!! The alchemy of the Eternal Front has reached this level. The Eternal One, as expected, has far surpassed us in all aspects!!"
The Lord of Moyindu looked at the dark clouds, a complex color flashed in his eyes, and sighed faintly.
The master of magic sound is a genius of alchemy. When Yang Feng was in the realm of the emperor, even if he absorbed the alchemy essence of several major civilizations, his attainments in alchemy were still not as good as the master of magic sound. . However, after Yang Feng entered the eternal stage, his wisdom greatly increased, and he could learn all kinds of alchemy at once. At this time, his alchemy was far superior to the Lord of Moyindu.
The eternal is the life level completely beyond the terrifying existence of the emperor, and the gap in learning ability between the eternal and the emperor is also very different.
"Awesome, worthy of being the eternal front!!"
Inside a palace, the Lord of Death hugged Duo Duo, a complex color flashed in his eyes, and sighed faintly.
Any emperor is eager to advance to eternity. The first goal of the Lord of Death is to resurrect his wife Duo, and the other goal is to advance to eternity.
At the beginning, the Lord of Death had no certainty that he could defeat Yang Feng, so he chose to give in and compromise and work for Yang Feng. I just want to be able to resurrect my wife.
Duo Duo Liu's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, a worrisome color flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she tightly grasped the big hand of the Lord of Death: "Brother Shang!!"
The Lord of Death was also a powerhouse of invincible hegemony, and created the Dynasty of Death. It's also a hero and overlord who won't easily be willing to subdue to others. Duoduo is very worried that he will fight for the heavier again.
Yang Feng's will is as hard as iron, and his heart is cruel. If the Lord of Death rebelled, even if he had a great merit human race. He will never show mercy.
The Lord of Death smiled dumbly and hugged Duo Duo tightly, full of tenderness: "Although I can't advance to eternity, it is a pity. But as long as I'm with you, it's nothing eternal."
Duoduo put his head in the arms of the Lord of Death, tenderly: "Well! As long as this time the cosmic catastrophe is over, we will travel the universe well and enjoy life."
The Lord of Death smiled lightly: "Okay!"
Above the void of the blue plane, dark clouds billowed, thunder and lightning rolled, lightning and thunder, roaring sound was endless, and the entire plane seemed to change into a thunderous world at once.
"God punishes Thundercloud!!"
"What a terrible god punishes Thundercloud!!"
"This God Punishment Thundercloud is even more terrifying than the God Punishment Thunderyun when the Mirror of Destiny was born!!"
"What kind of eternal treasure has been refined by His Majesty Eternal Front, and how can it be so terrifying?"
"..."
In the plane of the blue, the powerhouses of the Devouring Dynasty and the major races looked up at the starry sky, watching the billowing thunderclouds, and everyone's eyes flashed with shock.
This time, the Thundercloud of God's Punishment condensed in the void was more than a hundred times more terrifying than when the Mirror of Destiny was formed. This means that the eternal treasure refined by Yang Feng is far beyond the mirror of destiny.
"Very good!! This is the purest lightning energy!!!"
Yang Feng walked out of the void and looked at the terrifying thundercloud in the sky. His eyes flashed with joy. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it. A terrifying hand that seemed to penetrate the sky directly stretched out, facing the divine punishment in the void. Leiyun grabbed it directly.
Countless terrifying curse imprints shone, turning into chains of curse imprints, piercing into the sky.
Under the traction of the law of the underworld, the thundercloud that enveloped the entire plane of the blue was held by the chains of countless curses, and drew towards this side, submerged on the terrifying big hand, and finally transformed Make a terrifying thunderball.
As soon as Yang Feng waved his hand, that terrifying thunder ball sank into the eighth level base.