All the major warlock groups brought out countless magic crystals to ask Yang Feng for two kinds of artifacts, the bronze warrior and the silver warrior.
Yang Feng opened the sale of bronze warrior artifacts to those warlock groups that participated in the auction meeting, and screened those who came later. Those forces that had enmity with the Dark Moon Ghost Dragon were supported by Yang Feng, and a large number of bronze warriors were sold to those warlock groups who had enmities with the Dark Moon Ghost Dragon to enhance their strength.
Under Yang Feng's secret manipulation, Mingyue Ghost Dragon is extremely uncomfortable now. Although there is no major damage to his vitality, his strength is constantly weakening. It is equivalent to being cut by a soft knife. If this situation persists for hundreds of years, the Ghost Dragon of the Moon Moon will be greatly weakened, and it will fall from the top power in the Ghost State to the top power in the Ghost State.
In the absence of a large-scale war, the top warlock groups have used such small means to continuously weaken the enemy, strengthen themselves, and improve their power and strength step by step.
Unless a warlock group can give birth to a stunning and invincible peerless arrogance, launch a war to destroy other warlock groups and occupy more resources. Otherwise, most of the warlock groups can only improve their power and strength through one step at a time.
The five great heavenly kings and the nine great heavenly ghosts of the Huguizhou and the fourteen extremely powerful forces restrict each other, and no one force has the terrifying power to destroy other forces. In this context, the bronze warrior and silver warrior, which can enhance the power of low-level warlocks, have become the key to determining the rise and fall of a power.
The young men and women of this Lake Fairy are either the descendants of the most powerful men in the State of the Devil, or the true disciples and masters of the most powerful men and women, and they are naturally aware of Yang Feng's weight as a lesser man.
Yang Feng sat down in the table, his eyes flashed among the young men and women, his eyes lightened slightly.
The young men and women in the Fairy Wing Lake are all top warlocks. Except for Ye Wuxin and other warlocks who have practiced special secret methods, basically handsome men, beautiful women, handsome men and beauties gather together.
Among the handsome men and beauties, four are extremely extraordinary, and the other handsome men and beauties seem to have become their foil.
One of the four is Hua Xiangxuan, one of the eight beauties in Huguizhou, ranking second. One was a handsome young man dressed in a blue Confucian cedar. One person is wearing a bright red dress, with a sexy body, as if burning a ball of flame, exuding an enchanting temperament, and a stunning beauty who does not lose the fragrance of flowers. The last person is a stunning beauty wearing a white coat, skin frosty Saixue, picturesque eyebrows, and a body like a golden ratio. The whole person is beautiful and dusty, ethereal and holy, and slightly better than Hua Xiangxuan.
"Let me introduce to everyone, this one is the Young Master of Immortal Mountain, thunder!"
Wei Hao smiled slightly and directly introduced Yang Feng to everyone in front of him, and at the same time introduced everyone present to Yang Feng one by one.
After Wei Hao introduced the rest of the young men and women to Yang Feng, it was only then that he introduced the extremely outstanding four to Yang Feng somewhat solemnly: "Thunder, this one is one of the eight beauties of Guizhou, ranking eighth. Bian Zixin, the young master of Lightning Fang. This one is the peerless genius Zhanming Hall of the five heavenly kings. And this one is the young master Huaxiangxuan of the Secret Treasure City."
Wei Hao said: "As for this last one, it is the Heavenly Jade Star Bai Yuxian among the seven moons of our Dayun Dynasty."
For the first time, a dignified color flashed in Yang Feng's eyes: "Heavenly Jade Star Bai Yuxian among the Yuehua Seven Stars? One of the most outstanding geniuses in the younger generation of the Bai family!"
Yuehua Qixing are the seven most outstanding Yuehua Warlocks of the Dayun Dynasty. Each of them is a peerless powerhouse who condenses the Void World, and can defeat the weaker Sun Warlocks.
Among the Yuehua Seven Stars, three of them belonged to the Bai family, and they were also known as the strongest geniuses of the Bai family's younger generation. If there were no accidents, the Yuehua Seven-Star Advanced Sun Warlock would have no suspense. Only when they were promoted to such huge levels as Yuguang and Zhou Hai, could it be possible to stop those seven peerless Tianjiao.
The Dayun Dynasty also has a stronghold in the Huguizhou. At present, the Dayun Dynasty and the five heavenly kings and the nine heavenly ghosts of the Huguizhou are in peace. Bai Yuxian, a peerless genius from the Bai family, can naturally be in the Guizhou. Free travel.
Moreover, the Bai family was the imperial clan of the Dayun Dynasty, and it was also the most powerful force in the Dayun Dynasty.
Bai Yuxian smiled and said: "Thunder, your alchemy in Immortal Mountain is really amazing. You can even develop secret treasures like the Silver Warrior? I am very interested in alchemy. If you have time, you can't teach me not to die. Mountain's unique alchemy?"
Bai Yuxian smiled, and the surrounding scenery seemed to be bright, extremely beautiful. Even though his mind was firm and rock-hard, Yang Feng couldn't help but feel a slight jump in his heart under that beautiful smile.
A look of jealousy flashed in Zhan Mingtang's eyes, and he gave a cold snort, and stared at Yang Feng hostilely: "Huh, what is alchemy? For the warlock, the secret treasure is just a foreign object, and its own strength is the key. Those. Warlocks who use the secret treasures of bronze warriors and silver warriors only possess the power of great warlocks and star warlocks. Their strength is far worse than that of real grand warlocks and star warlocks."
Bian Zixin, the stunning beauty in red, stared at Zhan Mingtang's beautiful eyes, and a touch of love flashed, and said, "Yes, for the warlock, his own cultivation is everything. I've seen a third level. The warlock used the bronze warrior to gain the power of the great warlock, but they couldn't use the fourth-level spell at all, and they couldn't withstand a single blow in front of the real great warlock."
Yang Feng glanced at Zhan Mingtang and Bian Zixin, showing a pitying smile, as if looking at two mentally handicapped, and smiled contemptuously: "The reason why we human warlocks can stand on the strong side of the forest, defeat Countless powerful races rely on all kinds of powerful secret treasures. The seventh warlock dynasty Moyinduo Dynasty is known as one of the strongest dynasties, because the Moyinduo Dynasty developed all kinds of powerful secret treasures. Cultivation, secret treasures. Both are essential, because they are part of our warlock's strength. Don't you even understand such simple things?"
Zhan Mingtang's face suddenly sank, and he said coldly: "It's a sharp mouth. However, the contradiction between our warlocks still needs to be resolved through strength."
Zhanmingtang patted with both hands. A man with a height of two meters and a few scars on his face walked out from the side, and he respectfully said to Zhanmingtang: "I have seen the young master! "
Zhanmingtang smiled slightly and said, "This is the Bagui, a star warlock I recruited in the Barbarian Mountain Range. I heard that you have 5,000 star warlocks to guard, so let us fight hard."
Huguizhou is an extremely chaotic place where countless warlock groups are fighting endlessly for resources. Those warlock groups that were forced by the Dayun Dynasty to have nowhere to survive will flee to the ghost state, in order to make a comeback.
In the ghost state, the magic skills of the sorcerers are very common. Those dwarf warlocks with noble status and rich backgrounds will recruit many warlocks with a low background, and let those warlocks with a low background to fight.
Yang Feng faintly smiled and said: "Interesting. But the magic duel alone is not enough to stimulate. How about we add some color? Ten million high-end magic crystals, and those who fail the duel will lose to the winner 10 million high-end magic crystals. "
As soon as he said this, the eyes of the warlocks who had originally planned to watch the good show suddenly showed a dignified look.
The value of ten million upper-class magic crystals is above 300 billion lower-class magic crystals, and the total net worth of the warlock group that has the guard of Yuehua warlocks like the ghost's tooth is only three million upper-class magic crystals. This kind of gambling can no longer be called a joke.
Those young men and women would also bet against each other because of grievances, but such a big bet can no longer be described by ordinary grudges.
The cold light flashed in Zhan Mingtang's eyes, and he sneered: "Okay, I lose, I can give you 10 million high-end magic crystals. But if you lose, you will pay me 100,000 sets of Silver Warrior Secret Treasures."
Although Zhan Mingtang dislikes Yang Feng because of jealousy, he still knows the power of the secret treasure silver warrior. One hundred thousand sets of silver warriors can make the exhibitor have one hundred thousand more star warlocks at once, and the strength of the bottom layer is equivalent to doubling. The strength of the exhibitor has been greatly improved.
Yang Feng said: "Two wins in three rounds, or one round will determine the winner?"
Zhan Mingtang hesitated for a while, and said very cautiously: "Two wins in three games!"
A space ripples surging, and two warlocks, one tall and one narrow, exuding weird aura, immediately walked out of the space and came to Zhan Mingtang standing beside them, staring at Yang Feng with a sneer.
"I'll provide a duel venue!"
Bai Yuxian had five fingers, and a palm-sized arena flew out of her jade hand and fell aside, forming a small arena with space power.
The eight ghosts flickered and flew directly into the small arena.
Yang Feng said lightly: "Ada, if you go down, kill him if you don't admit defeat."
"Yes! Master!"
An undead said in a hoarse voice, his figure shook slightly, and he entered the small arena.
Eight ghosts stretched out their snake-like tongue, licked their own face, revealed a grinning smile, and threatened fiercely: "Your luck is so bad that you met me. The star warlock who died in my hands There are already more than ten people. You will become the eleventh star warlock who died tragically in my hands. You still have time to surrender now, otherwise, you will definitely regret it later, why not die sooner."