Within a few days, Yang Feng used various spells to conduct various experiments and read a lot of materials to understand his current situation.
Yang Feng hadn't forgotten the various spells he learned from the plane of the blue, and he easily used that body to construct various spell models of level one to three. In addition, the spells of various demons can be released directly without the need to construct a spell model.
In this eternal continent, there is no magic stone. The cultivation of those demons depends entirely on talent, similar to the existence of blood warlocks.
The number of advanced demons is scarce, and every adult advanced demons possesses the power of a first-level warlock or higher. Inferior demons have the largest number, and most of them are warlock apprentice warriors. Therefore, blood is very important among the demons.
The power limit in the Eternal Continent is the legend, and the strongest among the demon kings and braves of the past is the legendary powerhouse. Among the demons, only the successive kings of the Anmo Demon Kingdom have a legendary bloodline.
The successive kings of the Anmo Demon Kingdom have naturally become the demon king among the demon clan, and they are in charge of the demon clan power.
In the royal library of Naan Demon Kingdom, Yang Feng was walking while looking at the dazzling variety of books in the royal library, constantly analyzing the weird things that happened to him in his brain.
Yang Feng suddenly thought of the monster that exuded a ray of imperial might and brought him to this place: "I am the demon king, if that brave man, is it that guy? Also, what kind of spell is this, why is it so weird, and I I have never heard of such a spell."
"In Lei's Planology, there is no record of this situation."
"According to the analysis of the three theorems of the plane of light, my soul should have crossed this plane. But this is clearly my physical body and my soul are more than 100% compatible, except that the strength is weakened by a mysterious force and cannot Feeling beyond the small world in the body, this body is the flesh of my deity."
"Is it an illusion? The top illusion? But if it is the top illusion, since I have noticed that I have been in the illusion, then there should be a flaw in this world, and it should not be so real!"
"..."
Yang Feng racked his brains without reaching a valuable conclusion, and a layer of haze was enveloped between his eyebrows.
"The algorithm of fate! What a big tone."
Yang Feng glanced at the bookshelf, smiled slightly, took a black magic book in his hand, and glanced indifferently.
Destiny is even a law that overrides time. According to legend, all creatures will be fiddled with destiny and struggle in the web of destiny. Even the powerhouses of the warlock emperor's rank struggled desperately in the net of fate, and eventually fell one by one.
Yang Feng just took a look, and the disapproving expression disappeared immediately, with a solemn expression on his face, and his whole body and mind was devoted to the study of the magic book.
Strips of blue veins bulged above Yang Feng's brain, and countless formulas, words, and curse imprints passed through his eyes, making him seem to be enveloped in a mysterious atmosphere.
Seven days and seven nights! Yang Feng seemed to be enchanted by the magic book, and he read the magic book for seven days and nights abruptly. He, who was originally handsome and extraordinary, has also become haggard, and his eyes are blank, as if everything has been sucked in.
On the eighth day, Yang Feng finally showed a smile, fell to the ground and fell asleep.
After sleeping for a whole day and night, Yang Feng woke up and returned to the royal library after returning to the palace to bathe and eat.
Yang Feng was holding the magic book, his eyes flashing with scorching colors: "The algorithm of fate, I didn't expect that in this world, there is such a peerless secret. No wonder those warlock emperors would enter this weird one. The world. The value of just one of the six fragments of the destiny algorithm is more precious than many emperor-level secrets."
One of the six fragments of the Destiny Algorithm did not record any secret methods of attack and killing, but its value was even greater than the importance of the Time Book to Yang Feng. The value is comparable to that of Yang Feng's natal secret method, Chaos Immortal Body.
Mastering the destiny algorithm, Yang Feng can master the top prophecy warlocks, predicting bad luck and avoiding evil. At the same time, you can use the destiny algorithm to deduce the opponent you want to chase, the place where various secret treasures are shown, and the bad luck of various actions.
"Then let's calculate, the future destiny of my devil!"
Yang Feng muttered the spell silently, connected his five fingers, and a group of stars shrouded in starlight, and the miniature universe starry sky that contained endless darkness suddenly appeared.
The starlight shuddered slightly, a blur, and the entire miniature universe began to collapse. One by one weird symbols appeared at the same time that the miniature universe collapsed.
Finally, at the moment when the miniature universe completely collapsed, a picture of Yang Feng's heart being penetrated by a man holding a holy sword appeared, and then collapsed and disappeared.
Yang Feng frowned: "In ten years, I will be pierced through the heart with the holy sword by the brave. The holy sword is a weapon of causality. Once it penetrates the heart, there is absolutely no life. That is to say. Say, my destiny is doomed. This is the will of this world and the destiny of this world's devil. The general trend cannot be violated. It is an extremely vicious spell!"
Through that destiny algorithm, Yang Feng has calculated that this world is a real world, not an illusion, nor a curse, let alone a soul piercing. His entire body was sucked into this world, and under the interference of the monster spell known as the master of the puppets, he became the destined demon king in the fate of this world.
No matter how hard Yang Feng struggled, it would be difficult to escape the devil's fate of being penetrated by the holy sword in his heart. And the holy sword is a treasure formed by the concretization of the supreme law controlled by the previous'braves', and it contains the mystery of the law of causation. Once the holy sword penetrates through the heart, the legendary powerhouse will definitely die.
From outside the library, there was a knock on the door.
Yang Feng said lightly: "Come in!"
The sexy and glamorous succubus Jane Yingying walked in and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the four great dukes have all arrived."
Yang Feng said coldly: "Let them go to the Demon King's Palace and wait for me!"
Jiani respectfully said: "Yes, Your Majesty!"
Yang Feng came to the throne of the Demon King's Palace and sat down, and glanced downward with majesty.
Under the throne stood four people, a strong demon with a one-horned horn, a strong demon with black wings on the back, and a strong demon with a gill-like face. One, a powerful demon with a tiger-like king pattern on his head. The four powerful demons are all male and possess the terrifying power fluctuations of the pinnacle of the third-level warlock. They are the four great dukes of the demons, Barneso, Villa, Colonna, and Garman.
When the four princes saw Yang Feng, they knelt down on one knee and respectfully saluted: "I have seen your Majesty!"
Although Yang Feng only has the cultivation base of the third-level warlock peak, he is the demon king recognized by the demon clan and the target of allegiance to the four great demon lords.
"Barneso, I want a lot of various metals and forge them into these parts."
With a flick of Yang Feng's finger, a piece of magic paper flew to Bannis's side, and countless words flew out of the magic paper, appearing in the void.
Barneso respectfully said: "Yes! Your Majesty!"
"Villa, I need the intelligence of the other five races, mainly the intelligence of the human race. Especially the intelligence of the brave and the holy sword among the human race."
Villa respectfully said: "Yes! Your Majesty!"
"Krona, Garman, you two immediately lead the army and surround the elves!"
The two great dukes also respectfully responded: "Yes, your majesty!"
When Yang Feng saw that the four great dukes obeyed the order, he showed a trace of satisfaction. He, the king of the demon clan, is not the king of the demon clan, but the king of the demon clan who can mobilize the power of the entire demon clan. This is his only advantage in this world.
"Life or death depends on my next actions. I must break the cage of destiny and become the man who controls destiny! Otherwise, there is only one dead end!!"
A scorching warfare flashed in Yang Feng's eyes. He stood up from the throne and pressed it with his hand. From the hall, a huge amount of creature magic energy burst forth, filling the hall like the ocean.
An Demon Kingdom was originally built on a demon vein, and that demon vein was filled with incomparably powerful biological magic energy. Although there is no magic stone in this Demon Country, the power of the Demon Vein is to be able to give birth to a legendary powerhouse of the Demon Race.
Yang Feng took a deep breath, and his whole body turned into a huge black hole, madly devouring the biological magic energy in the hall, and his breath rose steadily. In a flash, he broke through the boundary of the third-level warlock and was promoted to a big one. Warlock.
A frenzy flashed in Bansio's eyes: "Legend, really amazing, worthy of being the demon king, so easily promoted to become a legend!!"
A look of shock also flashed in Villa's eyes: "It's worthy of the blood of the devil, it's really powerful."
Kronna sighed slightly, and a complex color flashed in his eyes: "Sure enough, only His Majesty the Demon King can easily break the boundaries and become a legend."
Garman stared at Yang Feng in awe and jealousy: "Legend, if I can also be promoted to Legend, that would be great!"
The three demon dukes are all of the bloodline of the third-level warlock, which allows them to be promoted to the third-level warlock, but because of the shackles of the bloodline, even if the place is full of biological mana, it is impossible to break through, even a trace of biological mana. Unable to absorb.
Yang Feng's breath continued to rise, and after reaching the pinnacle of the legend, he could no longer absorb a trace of biological mana.
A look of regret passed in Yang Feng's eyes: "The limit of this world is the pinnacle of the legend. Once you break through the pinnacle of the legend, you will be rejected by this world and leave this world. Unfortunately, if there is no accident, all the creatures in this world will not It is possible to break through the pinnacle of the legend and leave this world. This is the shackles of the will of the world."