In that vast universe, there are countless powerful existences who master the laws of contract, and some demons also master the laws of contract, and can seize the soul of mankind through various contracts.
Among those powerful beings, the contract presided over by the trial scale is the most just and binding. Once the contract is signed, unless the most top-notch treason or law is used, even a strong man at the Great Sage level will be bound by the power of that terrifying contract, or even killed.
The Judgment Scale is not considered the top existence in the existence of the Great Sage-level, but there are more than three Great Sage-level powerhouses who died in his hands. All are the great sages who did not abide by the contract and were killed by the law of the contract.
Bartoloni said: "Okay, let us sign a fair contract under the witness of the trial balance."
Yang Feng read the spell silently, with five fingers, and a contract book made of the fur of the Moonhua Warlock rank transcendent creature shining brightly, and the one million low-level magic crystals in his right hand as a sacrifice disappeared strangely.
In the sky, an incomparably powerful aura descended, and a huge golden scale appeared in the void, floating above the contract document.
The nine cosmographers of the three dynasties all saw the contract document, and after reading it carefully, they signed their names on it.
If it is a powerful existence witness contract such as demons and demons, then you must be very careful. Be careful of the traps hidden in that contract. However, if there is a witness to the scale of trial, then there will be no loopholes and unfairness in the contract.
Of course, summoning the scale of judgment is also a very advanced spell, and only the powerhouse above the Moonflower Warlock can freely summon the projection of the scale of judgment to impart justice to the contract.
A warlock came to Yang Feng's side and said, "Young Master, Taiyizong and Saint Lotuszong of the Dayun Dynasty, the eight great families have come to see you."
Yang Feng apologized to the warlocks of the three major dynasties of the western world, and then walked in the other direction.
On the edge of a restricted area in the other direction, there are gathered warlocks from the top ten forces of the Cloud Dynasty. In addition, there are many warlocks from the top warlock forces of the Cloud Dynasty.
Those warlocks are eager to enter the ruins of the Puppet Dynasty to find out.
Each of the eight warlock dynasties was the peak and heyday of human warlocks. In that blue plane, the civilization of human warlocks is constantly reincarnating from weakness to peak, and then from peak to decline. Many of the top secret methods were destroyed by the war and lost in the long river of history.
The warlock civilization of the modern Cangzhi plane was built on the relics of the eight great warlock dynasties. Many secret methods and special alchemy are obtained by human warlocks excavating various ruins.
Among the modern warlock civilizations, there are many places that surpass the ancient warlock civilizations, and there are also many parts that are not even comparable to the warlock civilizations of the eight great warlock dynasties.
The Sixth Warlock Dynasty, the Puppet Dynasty, is one of the strongest seven warlock dynasties, and various exquisite puppets emerge in endlessly. If you can master part of the puppet technology, it will be of great benefit to any warlock group.
Among the puppet dynasty of the sixth warlock dynasty, there are three emperor puppets and twelve holy puppets. Each of the three emperor puppets has the strength to compete with the emperor-level existence of the warlock, and is also the crystallization of the master's puppet technique in his life. The twelve saint puppets also possess the terrifying power that can fight the great saint-level powerhouse.
After the collapse of the puppet dynasty, the three emperor puppets and twelve holy puppets have disappeared. If anyone can get a puppet like that, he can leap to become the strongest person on the blue plane.
It is precisely under the attraction of that top puppet that countless warlocks will gather here.
Yang Feng came to the edge of the restricted area over there, glanced at the warlocks, and said lightly: "I am the Young Master of Immortal Mountain Thunder."
A black-clothed moonhua warlock suddenly in the crowd, loudly incited: "Young Master Thunder, the ruins of the puppet dynasty is the most precious heritage of our entire human warlock on the blue plane. How can you monopolize this? Ruins? This ruins should belong to the treasures of our entire human warlocks on the blue plane! Everyone said, right?"
"That's right! The ruins of this puppet dynasty are the treasures of the entire human warlock on the blue plane, not the treasures of your family in the Undead Mountain!"
"Open the ruins, let us in!!"
"Everyone go together, they will never touch us!!"
"..."
The warlocks hidden in the crowd stirred up loudly.
The Taiyizong, Saint Lotuszong and the eight great aristocratic families looked at all this indifferently. The other top warlock groups of the Cloud Dynasty stood silently aside, far away from the warlocks who had fallen into the frenzy.
Yang Feng coldly ordered: "Kill them all!"
The incomparable beams of light fell from the sky like raindrops, blasting on the bodies of the warlocks who were inciting and clamoring loudly.
Countless blood spattered, and the warlocks were torn apart and blown to pieces.
The undead suddenly rushed out from the side, rushing into the crowd of warlocks like lightning, easily beheading the emperor-level warlocks one by one.
Countless low-level warlocks are like ants scalded by boiling water, flying in all directions, not daring to get involved in such a battle.
After dozens of breaths, there were no more stupid warlocks in that area, and all the warlocks became honest, and their eyes were full of jealousy when they looked at Yang Feng.
Yang Feng indifferently glanced at the warlocks and said indifferently: "This is Huguizhou, and my Undead Mountain is the master of Huguizhou! The ruins of the puppet dynasty of the Sixth Warlock Dynasty appeared in Huguizhou, and it was my Immortal Mountain. Things. Those who disagree, go to death!"
The strong is king and dominates everything.
Generally speaking, the relics that appear in that way will cause competition among the surrounding sorcerer groups, and finally divided by several powerful sorcerer groups. But Jian Guizhou is now Yang Feng's territory, so he has only one choice, and that is to swallow the entire site.
Of course, if there is a powerful enough warlock force to exchange interests, Yang Feng will also make certain compromises and concessions. Those casual cultivators are not yet qualified to make Yang Feng retreat.
A middle-aged man with an eyebrow pattern with a triangular curse, a burly figure, exuding an overbearing aura, the middle-aged man with Yuguang's early cultivation base glanced at Yang Feng, and proudly said: "I am Taiyizong Supreme Elder Sun Tianyang, junior, Let the people in charge of Immortal Mountain come and talk to me!"
Yang Feng said coldly: "I can represent Undead Mountain. If you don't want to talk to me, then get out!"
"What an arrogant junior, I will replace your elders to teach you a good lesson and let you know that there are people outside the world, and there are days outside the world!!"
Sun Tianyang has always been arrogant in the Dayun Dynasty. Seeing Yang Feng dare to hit him, he was instantly angry and slapped Yang Feng's face with a slap.
A terrifying soul power of the cosmic warlock rank completely enveloped Yang Feng, like chains around him.
Sun Tianyang's slap seemed to be distorted. With a trace of causal power, Yang Feng could only feel that the vitality of heaven and earth had completely repelled him. Only the power of the small world in his body could be used, and it was inevitable.
Yang Feng moved the power of the small world inside his body, his eyes were cold, and he barely squeezed out a word: "Kill him!"
Standing behind Yang Feng silently, it was as if Yang Feng's beautiful eyes of Miki's Yaliksia burst into bright light, three pairs of pitch black like ink, as if the wings of fallen angels containing endless darkness. Appearing behind him, a black sword light that seemed to be able to sever the heaven and the earth fell from the sky and slashed towards Sun Tianyang.
"Fallen Angel!!"
Sun Tianyang's face changed drastically, and he screamed in horror.
That pitch-black, incomparably deep black sword light had already cut Sun Tianyang's body into two in an instant, and countless dark forces turned into masses of falling fire, burning Sun Tianyang's flesh, burning his flesh inch by inch. Into ash.
A core of Yuguang that carried Sun Tianyang's soul suddenly flew out and flew towards the two sects and the direction of the eight great families.
Murderous intent surged in Yang Feng's eyes, his figure retreated violently, and he stretched out his hand.
The densely packed mechanical legion flew toward here frantically, and the thirty star-destroying star warships suspended in the sky suddenly adjusted their muzzles and aimed at the two major gates and the location of the eight great families. As long as Yang Feng gave an order, he could launch a devastating attack on the two great sects and the eight great families.
The two great sects and eight great families came here this time with ten cosmographers, but this is Yang Feng's site, and countless fortifications and forts have been built. As long as Yang Feng is willing to pay a sufficient price, he can be 70% sure to leave a large part of the people from the two major sects and eight major families.
The warlocks of the two great sects and the eight great families suddenly felt a horrifying premonition of danger. Relying on the magicians' extraordinary perception, they can clearly perceive that as long as they move slightly, their lives will be in danger.
Yalikxia turned into a black light, with excitement flashing in her beautiful eyes, and a sword slashed towards Sun Tianyang's Yuguang core.
As long as that sword hits, Yalikxia can completely slay Sun Tianyang's soul, slaying all his resurrection methods and secret methods.
"Young Master Thunder, please calm down your anger! Sun Tianyang has already paid the price for his indiscretion. Please look at the face of our Saint Lotus Sect and spare his life!"
A holy snow-like lotus leaf suddenly flew out, turning into an eighteen-layer lotus leaf shield, blocking Sun Tianyang's soul core.
Yalikxia's invincible sword of fallen angel slashed on the eighteenth-layer lotus leaf shield with a single sword, and forcibly cut the eighth-level secret treasure lotus leaf shield in half. However, his sword also slowed down for a moment, and Sun Tianyang ran away from his sword abruptly and flew into the camp of Saint Lotus Sect.