After the blood-red giant egg absorbed the hearts and blood of three million ordinary people in the capital of the Black Snake Kingdom, the heartbeat suddenly became much faster.
Click!
Under an incomparable sound, the blood-red giant egg burst open.
One is one hundred meters long, full of crimson, burning with raging flames, and the body is covered with countless scales. On each scale is a painful face, with wings on its back and a single horn on its head. The weird giant snake with a beautiful face on the center of the eyebrows suddenly flew out of the giant egg, exuding an evil, weird, and terrifying breath.
That weird giant snake is one of the evil god messengers of the black snake kingdom. It is the Black Snake Nation, under the guidance of the Evil Snake Troll of the Universe Sea, with a drop of his ordinary blood, plus 10 million mortals, 30,000 third-level warlocks, 1,000 great warlocks, and one hundred. The star warlock plus a half-step Yuehua warlock as a sacrifice refining the evil god messenger.
This Cthulhu envoy had the terrifying power of the mid-level Yuehua Warlock as soon as it was born, and with the support of the seven warlock towers, it could even compete against the powerhouse at the peak of the Yuehua Warlock. The only weakness of this evil god messenger is that he must fight with the support of the seven warlock towers, and the battle radius is only limited to within ten miles of the capital of the Black Snake Nation.
As soon as that evil god envoy was born, he opened his mouth and sprayed, a blood-colored flame fell from the sky and swept toward those who tear the starry sky.
The blood-colored flames are extremely strange. As long as the star tearers are slightly contaminated, countless fires will rise all over their bodies, burning them into a pile of iron and steel waste water and falling from the sky.
Tens of thousands of mechanical pikemen armed with Gauss rifles frantically fired at the evil spirit messenger.
Countless thin beams of light blasted on the evil god's messenger, making waves of ripples, but couldn't hurt him at all.
As soon as the Evil God messenger turned around, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, opened his mouth, and the strange bloody flame fell from the sky and swept toward the mechanical gunmen.
In the bloody flames, countless mechanical gunmen directly turned into ashes, leaving behind a large area of scorched earth burning with flames.
"Hurray!! Hurray!!!"
"Long live your majesty, Evil God messenger, long live!!"
"..."
Seeing this scene, in the capital of the black snake country, countless warlocks exclaimed in excitement. Regarding the death of those three million mortals, they didn't feel at all, but were immersed in the power of the evil god's messenger, excited.
The concept of respecting the strong in the Fusang subcontinent is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it is much more serious than in many parts of the plane of Cang. The leader of each major country must be the strongest of the clan, even if the strongest is a waste who knows nothing except for cultivation, it can also be the leader of that country.
The Cthulhu of the Cthulhu plane is cruel, sinister, bloody, violent, cruel and vicious. But because the Cthulhu is strong enough, it is common practice to believe in the Cthulhu in this Fusang subcontinent. As long as you have sufficient qualifications, the Cthulhu God will give you greater power through continuous blood sacrifices. Ordinary cultivation is too difficult and the cultivation speed is too slow.
If Yang Feng hadn't fought around and grabbed countless precious training resources in his hands, he would choose to practice honestly step by step. With his original training aptitude, even with the help of an intelligent optical brain, it would be impossible to cultivate to a great sorcerer. The realm.
Guimian Xiong Saburo's eyes flashed light and said: "That evil god messenger has no entity, but is the incarnation of spells. It is impossible to kill him! As long as he exhausts his mana, he can disappear. Master Yang Feng , What are you going to do now? Retreat? Or surround the Black Snake Nation?"
Yang Feng turned around and looked at the ghost face Xiong Saburo meaningfully and said: "The evil spirit messenger also has weaknesses! He has an evil spirit core in his body, destroying that evil spirit core, he will completely collapse. Then the evil spirit messenger will completely collapse. The seven sorcerer towers summoned are also his weakness. Every time a sorcerer tower is destroyed, his strength will be weakened. As long as three more sorcerer towers are destroyed, he will not be able to maintain his existence."
Guimian Kuma Saburo smiled embarrassingly: "Master Yang Feng, your knowledge is really profound, you are indeed a true disciple of the War Demon Sect. However, the location of the Cthulhu core of that Cthulhu messenger can be moved. Without the power of a seventh-level spell, there is no way to do it. Destroy the core of the evil god. And the seven sorcerer towers are not so easy to destroy!"
As soon as Guimian Xiong Saburo finished speaking, he thought of the two Warlock Towers that were destroyed by Yang Feng's face, and he became even more embarrassed. As a warlock from the Fusang subcontinent, he naturally didn't want to see the Evil God's messenger being destroyed by Yang Feng so easily. Otherwise, if the Four Seas countries face Yang Feng in the future, and the Evil God's messenger can't exert their power, it will be desperate.
Yang Feng smiled faintly: "Actually, it is not difficult to break the Evil God's messenger!"
Guimian Kuma Saburo showed a slight disapproval in his eyes, but did not speak.
The evil god messenger is one of the cards of the major countries in the Fusang subcontinent. Is it so easy to be broken
Yang Feng coldly ordered: "Retreat!"
The mechanical army that had lost hundreds of thousands of main battle robots quickly withdrew from the black snake country. Only those four interstellar warships rely on their range advantages, and various light beams blast towards the capital of the black snake country like raindrops.
The dense rain of light shot in four directions, and under the cover of the rain, one after another small sorcerer towers were directly shattered.
As soon as every warlock tower was smashed, the evil god’s messenger made a weird sound, rushed directly at the warlocks in the warlock tower, opened his mouth and sucked, and the warlocks of the black snake country directly Was swallowed one by one by the evil god messenger.
Seeing this scene, the sorcerers of the black country changed their expressions one after another, flying out of the sorcerer tower one after another, turning into streamers and flew directly toward the seven sorcerer towers.
"Help!"
"do not want!"
"Don't eat me!!"
"..."
From within the capital of the Black Snake Nation, bursts of screams were heard.
The evil spirit messenger looked savage, and happily hunted the warlocks of the kingdom of the black snake. Every time they swallowed the warlocks of the black country, the evil god's envoy showed a hint of joy, and the aura was strengthened.
Yang Feng looked at the evil spirit messenger who was devouring the kingdom of black snakes and smiled faintly: "The evil spirit messenger is a double-edged sword. If there are no enemies, then he will hunt his own people in turn! I just need to keep it. The pressure on the country of the black snake. This evil god messenger will defeat himself without attack."
Kuma Saburo, the ghost face, watched the dense rain of light smash the small warlock towers in the capital of the black snake country one by one, and silently nodded.
Inside the imperial palace of the Black Snake Kingdom, Black Snake Kang looked at the evil god envoy engulfing the warlocks in the Black Snake country, his face was very ugly, and he asked with a black and cold voice: "How did the West Kingdom reply?"
Kameda Xiongwu wiped out a cold sweat and said, "Nishinokuni has promised to send reinforcements over there! Shinichi Nantian let us support one day!!"
Hei Snake Kang's face was extremely cold, he yelled, and a fierce murderous intent rose from his body: "One day? Damn! These damn beasts!!!"
Those warlock towers guarded by the noble warlock families of the Black Snake Nation are also the elites and foundations of the Black Snake Nation. It doesn't matter if those noble warlock families die one or two, but now that dozens of them have died, the Black Snake Nation has been injured.
Those dozens of sorcerer families were destroyed, which meant that the Black Snake Nation would have fewer than ten starry sorcerers within a hundred years.
Hei Snake Kang hated the Lord of the West Kingdom when he thought that he would even provoke such a powerful enemy.
Within a palace of the Xijing Palace, the capital of the West Kingdom.
A tall, handsome man dressed in a purple robe sat on the throne, his eyes coldly toward a man of medium build, handsome temperament, and wearing a black robe.
The purple-robed man was Xicheng Yeyu, the ruler of the West Kingdom, and the black-robed man was the prime minister, Nantian Shinichi, of the West Kingdom.
Xicheng Ye Yu said indifferently: "Nantian, the Black Snake Nation has just sent me a request for help."
Shinichi Nantian said with a confident smile: "The minister has already known, and he has summoned Kinoshita Shingen and Guimuhe. The two of them will lead the team to the Black Snake Nation for assistance. The Four Seas, the Black Snake, Kihara, and An The capital has always been against our country, and it’s okay to let them suffer. It’s best if the Black Snake Nation can hurt both Yang Feng, so we can take the opportunity to bring the Black Snake Nation directly into control."
Although the four countries including the Four Seas are the subject of the West, they also have their own independent will. Normally, he would obey the dispatch of the West Nation, but once the West Nation weakened, the first backlash would definitely be the Four Seas Nation and other major dependent nations.
Xicheng Ye Yu frowned slightly, and a look of worry flashed in his eyes: "Yang Feng was able to fight the Black Snake Nation for help, is his strength even this level?"
Shinichi Nantian smiled slightly and said: "Your Majesty, don’t worry, Yang Feng is so overbearing, and the Four Seas and other four big countries will surely endanger everyone. By then, my Westland will scream out and gather the power of all countries to suppress Yang Feng in one fell swoop. In this way, that adult will be extremely happy, and the grace he descended is enough to allow you to break through the bottleneck and be promoted to become a solar warlock. In the future, you will unify the entire Fusang subcontinent and become the true master of the Fusang subcontinent!"
A scorching color flashed across Xicheng Yeyu's eyes: "Sunday Warlock!!"
Xicheng Yeyu has been trapped in the realm of a half-step solar warlock for more than a thousand years. Although he relied on the power of the West Kingdom to collect countless potions that hit the bottleneck, he also knew that his success rate for hitting the Sun Warlock was less than 10%.
This time, Xicheng Yeyu will attack Yang Feng because a great power promises that if he can kill Yang Feng, he will be given a bottle of precious potion, which will increase his chances of being promoted to a solar warlock by 30%. .