In the deepest part of the palace of the Anka Demon Star, a patriarch of the Thousand Faced Demon Clan with a hexahedral head sat on the main seat, looked at Yang Feng who entered the hall, and smiled slightly: "My friend, Goro Meng, what's the matter when you come to see me?"
Yang Feng said lightly: "Syborn, I want to enter the withered battlefield."
"Withered battlefield!!"
The patriarch of the Thousand Faced Demon Clan shrank slightly, staring at Yang Feng, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Although the battlefield of the eternal king is very dangerous for an eternal giant, it is also a huge opportunity. No matter how good a friend is, he will turn his face in the face of such benefits. The patriarch of the Thousand Faces Demon Clan has already given birth to a murderous intent against Yang Feng.
Yang Feng smiled faintly: "Don't get excited, my friend. If I die, everyone in the Ten Thousand Demon Sacred Sky will know the information of the Withered Battlefield. And that withered Battlefield is not something you or I can do alone."
The patriarch of the thousand-faced demons flickered, and finally smiled boldly: "Haha! Goro Meng, we are the best friends. Now that you already know the existence of the Withered Battlefield, let us both develop the Withered Battlefield together. !"
Yang Feng said: "I want to enter the withered battlefield now!!"
"good!"
The patriarch of the Thousand Face Demon clan pondered for a while and decisively said.
In the center of Anka Magic Star, above an extremely empty grassland.
"Golomen, who are they?"
The patriarch of the Thousand Faces Demon Clan looked at the three Yin Sheng people behind Yang Feng, his eyes sinking coldly.
Yang Feng smiled and said: "They are the masters I recruited from the Ten Thousand Demon Holy Heaven, in order to prevent some accidents that shouldn't occur. Of course, as a price, I must also bring them into the withered battlefield."
The voice of the patriarch of the Thousand Faces Demon Race Bing Handu: "You don't believe me?"
Yang Feng faintly smiled and said, "Of course I believe it. However, I always like to keep a hand when I do things."
The patriarch of the Thousand Faces Demon Clan snorted coldly, holding a black scepter, and pointing towards the void.
A black magic light shot directly from the scepter and sank into the middle of the grassland.
The green grassland was suddenly distorted, and black aura spewed out, and a distorted space crack emerged directly, from the distorted space crack, a trace of the eternal king's series of terrifying aura permeated.
The patriarch of the Thousand Faces Demon Clan slowly said, "This is the Withered Battlefield! Goro Meng, the Withered Battlefield is the battlefield of the four eternal kings. In this battlefield, the power of the four eternal kings is also flooded. There are all kinds of dangers. Once you enter it, even the strong of the invincible holy master level will fall. Are you sure you want to enter it?"
Yang Feng smiled indifferently: "Of course, our demons can sacrifice their lives by any means in pursuit of strength. If I had no chance in my life, I would not be able to advance to become an eternal giant, even if I die, Go in and fight for it!!"
"Well said! I'll go one step ahead!"
The patriarch of the Thousand Faces Demon Clan smiled indifferently, and stepped into that gap in space.
Yang Feng glanced at each other, and stepped into the gap in the space.
"Ge Luo Meng, since you already know the secret of the withered battlefield, then you go to die!!"
A cold voice sounded from the crack in the space, and a weird and twisted spatial fluctuation enveloped the four of Yang Feng, attempting to transmit the four of Yang Feng directly to another space.
"Despicable thing!! You damn it!!!"
A flash of anger flashed in Yin Sheng's eyes, a roar, and a wave of his hand, a black jade seal appeared directly, and the air of true dragons suppressed the void and directly fixed the crack in the space.
"Drive me!!"
A fierce light flashed in Feng Fenkong’s eyes, and with a wave of his big hand, four pairs of phoenix wings emerged directly, with a slight tap, tearing through the sky, turning into a ball of flames wrapped in Yang Feng’s four, and walking along the crack in the space towards the predetermined location. Fly away.
In front of an ancient and desolate altar on the withered battlefield, the patriarch of the Thousand Faces Demon Clan gleamed with countless curse marks in his eyes, and his face changed greatly: "Where did these people Go Luomeng get them? How come they are so powerful?"
"It seems that only this altar can be destroyed!"
The patriarch of the Thousand Faces Demon Clan's eyes flickered, and he glanced at the altar, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.
That altar penetrates the space gap between the Withered Battlefield and the Anka Magic Star, once this altar is destroyed. The patriarch of the Thousand Faces Demon Race will be trapped in this withered battlefield. Unless he can find a second spatial crack leading to the outside world, he will be trapped here for his entire life.
In this withered battlefield, there are many dangers, and even the strong of the invincible Holy Master level will be in danger of falling here. The patriarch of the Thousand Faces Demon Clan is just an ordinary eternal giant, and it is not unusual for him to fall into it.
A flame of light gleamed and flew directly from the center of the altar.
The four Yang Feng suddenly appeared on this ancient and desolate battlefield.
"Golomen, I'm really sorry, I was just impulsive! What happened to this matter? I can compensate the eternal magic source of level seven billion."
The patriarch of the Thousand Faces Demon Clan looked at the four directly-appearing Yang Feng, his face changed slightly, and he said solemnly.
The eternal magic source is a treasure that can be condensed by using countless resources, magic power, and the power of the eternal. It is also the top resource that the eternals of the demons need for cultivation.
The eternal demon sources are divided into levels, and an eternal demon clan that is eternal and heavy can condense a group of level 1 eternal demon sources in one year. One billion seven-level eternal demon source is equivalent to the eternal demon source condensed by an eternal seventh heaven powerhouse over one billion years.
That billion seven-level eternal demon source is already equivalent to the thousand-faced demon clan, who has an eternal magnate guarding the powerful demon clan for hundreds of thousands of years.
"I think it's better for you to die!!"
The murderous intent in Yang Feng's eyes flashed away, and countless curse imprints appeared in his body, and a teleport appeared in front of the patriarch of the thousand-faced demon clan.
"Whee!"
"Ha ha!!"
"Die!!"
"Live!"
"..."
A burst of weird and incomparable voices rang from the body of the thousand-faced demon clan chief, and the six faces on his body flew out, transforming into six eternal giants with weaker strength, spreading his five fingers, and pressing towards Yang Feng. .
The magic light formed by the condensing of six desires, including sadness, joy, pain, despair, love, and hunger, illuminates directly toward Yang Feng.
"Mirror return surgery!!"
Yang Feng's face changed slightly, a dignified color flashed in his eyes, and his body was shrouded in a layer of [Xi Shen Jia]. That [Xi Shen Jia] twisted for a while, and changed into a seamless magic mirror.
The magic light of the six desires blasted on the magic mirror, and was directly refracted and cut by more than 90%.
Six desires, sadness, joy, pain, despair, love, and hunger and thirst, appeared abruptly on Yang Feng's body, torturing him crazily and slowing his actions for a moment.
Six-faced clone technique, this is the strongest attack and kill secret technique mastered by the patriarch of the Thousand Faced Demon Clan. Within a day, he can transform into six eternal giants with weaker strengths, and the six will work together. Except for the eternal giants of the Holy Master level, not many people are his opponents.
Those six clones are also the real bodies of the patriarch of the Thousand Faces Demon clan. Only by killing all of his six clones can he be truly killed!
"Die!! Phoenix Burning Heaven Technique!!"
Feng Fenkong's eyes were cold, countless flame spells gleaming, and he suddenly transformed into a terrifying phoenix, shrouded in flames that could burn a universe. With a claw, he grabbed it directly at the body of the patriarch of the Thousand Faces Demon Clan.
The patriarch of the Thousand Faces Demon Race had no choice but to separate a body to fight with the terrifying phoenix.
"Sky Spirit Sealing Technique!"
Yin Sheng's eyes were cold, and with a wave of his hand, nine diamond-shaped crystals flew out directly, turning into a sealed light, cutting the void, forming a void battlefield, and directly sealed him and the body of a thousand-faced demon clan chief on that battlefield. middle.
"Zhen Luo Sheng Wang Fa!"
Countless rays of light gleamed, and the phantom of the Zhenluo Sage King directly appeared, covered in the creepy ghost calls, and the claws blasted towards the body of the patriarch of the thousand-faced demon clan.
Feng Fenkong and other three powerhouses directly contained the three clones of the patriarch of the Thousand Faced Demon Clan, and the six distressing magic lights were missing three.
"The patriarch of the Thousand Faces Demon Clan, your strength is really beyond my estimate!! It is a pity, no matter how powerful you are, you are destined to fall here!"
A cold light flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, and he took a direct step, transcending the void, and appeared before a clone of the patriarch of the thousand-faced demon clan. With a claw, he smashed all the defenses of the patriarch of the thousand-faced demon clan. Run through.
A swallowing black hole emerged directly, swallowing the remnant of the patriarch of the Thousand Faces Demon Clan directly.
"You're not Goro Meng!! Devouring Profound meaning!! You are Young Master Yang Feng of the Azure Temple!!"
A look of fright and despair flashed in the eyes of the two remaining avatars of the patriarch of the Thousand Faces Demon Clan, and they let out a terrible scream, their figure shook slightly, and turned into two rays of light to flee into the distance.
When Yang Feng advanced to the Ceremony of the Young Master of the Azure Temple, he successively killed the slaves of despair of the three eternal magnates of the gods of the temple of despair. Miao, he decisively chose to escape.
"If you want to escape when you are in full bloom, even I can't stop it. But you only have two clones, and you want to escape from my hands! This would be too small for me!!"
Yang Feng smiled coldly, and a long river of time emerged directly, and disappeared in the river of light at that time.
In an instant, Yang Feng appeared in front of the clone of the patriarch of the thousand-faced demon clan, and a claw penetrated the patriarch of the thousand-faced demon clan, and a swallowing black hole suddenly appeared, swallowing the clone of the patriarch of the thousand-faced demon clan.
In that instant, the patriarch of the Thousand Faces Demon Race had already taken this opportunity to escape into the vast universe.