Yang Feng glanced at the Lord of the Ten Thousand Flower Palace, and a flash of admiration flashed in his eyes: "Yes, the quality of himself is very good, and he has also refined top-level charm skills. In this world without extraordinary power, few men can Escape her charm. However, it's still far behind the succubus queen."
That Wanhua Palace Master's charming technique is already the top existence in this world, and every smile is full of charm and extremely beautiful. But limited to the existence of no extraordinary power, her charm is still far behind those goddesses and succubus empresses, and she can't charm Yang Feng at all.
"Let me take a look at your qualifications?"
Yang Feng smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to grab the lord of the Wanhua Palace.
"Master Mozu..."
The beautiful face of the palace lord of the Wanhua Palace trembled slightly, revealing a pitiful, heart-warming look. The jade hand raised slightly, calmly displaying 36 changes, wanting to get out of Yang Feng's hands. Break free calmly.
Even the most hard-hearted person would soften the pitiful expression of Palace Master Wanhua, but Yang Feng's expression remained unchanged. He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the head of Palace Master Wanhua and started. Checking her soul aptitude.
If it were on the plane of Cang, Yang Feng would be able to easily scan the soul aptitudes of these mortals with a single sweep of his soul power. But in this strange world, Yang Feng could only perceive the soul aptitude of others through personal contact.
"Let go of your dirty hands!"
Suddenly, an angry voice came from not far away, and a handsome young man roared and performed light work, leaping towards Yang Feng like a big bird.
With a wave of Yang Feng's hand, several stones flew out directly, blasting on the young young man's head, and blasting the young young man's head out of several huge blood holes.
All kinds of hidden weapons such as flying knives, dark green subs, sleeve arrows, darts and so on suddenly shot out from the crowd, shooting towards Yang Feng like raindrops.
With a wave of Yang Feng's hand, a piece of gravel plunged into the crowd. In an instant, the crowd was as if hit by a cannonball, instantly enveloped in countless blood, and the corpses spread across the wild, terrible.
The martial arts masters onlookers saw that the hidden weapon masters were like ants and they were instantly killed by Yang Feng with a wave of his hand. They felt cold in their hearts, full of fear, and their bodies trembled.
Some martial arts masters even shook their hands so that they couldn't hold their weapons securely, and the sound of their weapons falling to the ground spread in this area, extremely strange.
The palace lord of the Ten Thousand Flower Palace saw Yang Feng's indifferent expression as if a group of ants were pinched to death, his heart felt a little cold, and he did not dare to do any small movements anymore, letting Yang Feng's big hand press on her body. Want to pinch|make it up.
Yang Feng glanced at the Palace Master of the Ten Thousand Flower Palace, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes: "The seventh-level soul qualification is also a rare cultivation genius. This world looks really good, and there are good seedlings everywhere. "
Yang Feng said with satisfaction: "Very well, what's your name?"
The lord of the Wanhua Palace smiled dignifiedly: "Return to the devil's ancestor, my name is Qiao Mengluo."
Yang Feng smiled lightly and said: "When my apprentice serves me or goes to die, you choose one. By the way, the withered lives in my hands have exceeded ten million."
The lord of the Wanhua Palace suddenly felt a creepy feeling in his heart. As the Palace Master of the Ten Thousand Flower Palace among the Seven Demon Dao Sects, more than a hundred martial arts masters have died in her hands, so she is already a famous demon in the martial arts. But Yang Feng killed more than tens of millions of people. Just imagine that a great demon like the Palace Master of the Wanhua Palace trembled at him.
"What he said is true!"
The Lord of the Wanhua Palace is talented and intelligent. He is a genius among geniuses with a soul aptitude of up to seven. He also has extraordinary intuition. He immediately heard what Yang Feng said was true, and his heart was extremely cold. .
The lord of the Wanhua Palace knelt on the ground, bowed to Yang Feng Yingying, and respectfully said: "Tuer Qiao Mengluo has seen the master!"
"Haha, good apprentice!"
Yang Feng smiled slightly, and glanced at the martial arts master who came in continuously, and said lightly: "You all kneel down and join my Ten Thousand Demons Palace. Be my minions, and all those who don't join will die."
An innate swordsman sternly shouted: "Everyone flees together, we have so many people here, even if he is Martial Saint, it is impossible to kill all of us!!"
In an instant, hundreds of martial arts masters performed light work and fled madly in all directions.
"A bunch of idiots."
A sneer flashed in Yang Feng's eyes. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it. Stones flew up from the ground, fell into his hands, and shot out.
That piece of stone blasted into the bodies of the hundreds of martial arts masters like a meteor, and blasted through the hundreds of martial arts masters one by one like a life-bearing cannonball.
After a few breaths, the hundreds of martial arts masters who chose to escape turned into a broken body and fell to the ground.
"What a terrible person!! This is the legendary powerhouse of the gods and demons that can achieve this level!!"
Seeing this scene, the remaining martial arts masters trembled, and they could no longer resist.
"Master Demon Ancestor, with supernatural powers, for thousands of years, dominate the rivers and lakes! In Xiaheishan Baojiangcheng, I am willing to serve for the ancestors."
"Master Demon Ancestor, master the profound arts, command the world, don't dare to fail! Flying Mo Xiong on the grass, willing to work for the ancestor!"
"..."
The remaining martial arts masters knelt down and shouted loudly. All kinds of flattery, crazy shooting.
Young Master Moon Demon also twitched and knelt on the ground, flattering and singing praises.
Yang Feng glanced at the Taoist Lingkong and said coldly: "Wu Lingkong, surrender to me, or die?"
Wu Lingkong coughed up a large swath of blood, still demeanor, smiled slightly: "I can't betray the teacher, and I've lived long enough, please ask Master Mozu to give me a happy life."
"Actually, I still admire you quite a bit, it's a pity!"
Yang Feng sighed with regret, flicked his finger, and a grain of sand flew out instantly, submerged in the center of Wu Lingkong's eyebrows.
Wu Lingkong lost his breath in an instant, with a smile on his face, losing his vitality.
After killing Wu Lingkong casually, Yang Feng glanced at Li Wujian and said lightly: "Li Wujian, how about you?"
Li Wujian hesitated for a while before asking, "Master Demon Ancestor, if I work for you, can I learn more advanced martial arts?"
Yang Feng smiled proudly, full of self-belief: "Of course! The martial arts you have learned are too superficial, it is impossible to live long. If you learn one or two things of mine, longevity for a thousand years will not be a problem at all."
"Longevity for a thousand years! Is it really possible to live for a thousand years?"
As soon as this statement came out, the eyes of the crape myrtle flower, the young master of the moon, and the palace master of the Wanhua Palace all brightened and their hearts beat wildly. In this world, apart from the legendary gods and demons level powerhouses, even the martial sage level masters have a life span of only about one hundred and ten years. That thousand years of longevity is enough to make countless strong people go crazy.
"There is a big horror between life and death, I Li Wujian is just an ordinary person after all!"
Li Wujian sighed for a long time, then knelt on the ground, a little uncomfortable and said: "Li Wujian is willing to work for Lord Demon Ancestor."
It didn't take long for the news of the birth of Ten Thousand Demon Palace to spread all over the world.
In the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, many martial arts masters gathered, among them Li Wujian without light sword, Qiao Mengluo, master of Ten Thousand Flowers Palace, and Lagerstroemia Qinghe, the head of Ten Flowers in Ten Thousand Flowers Palace, were all promoted to masters of the Grand Master series.
Grandmaster level masters are already among the top masters above the rivers and lakes, and there are only two master level masters in Lingxu Dao, one of the three holy places of martial arts.
The three great masters, Li Wujian, Qiao Mengluo, and Qinghe Ziwei, joined forces with countless martial arts masters as minions. Wherever they went, those rivers and lakes gangs were directly annexed by the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, and those who did not want to obey were directly destroyed.
Ziyang Villa was the residence of the Weizhou martial arts hero Li Feiyun among the 36 states of the Great Zhou Empire, but at this time it was silently reduced to the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace.
As soon as the beautiful swordsman Qinghe Ziwei, who was dressed in white and had a handsome appearance, stepped into the back garden of Ziyang Villa, he saw that there was a luxurious big wheel in the back garden.
Yang Feng sat on top of that luxurious big scorpion, flipping through ancient books at will. Kneeling beside him, among the ten flowers of the Wanhua Palace, the rose flower money Jieyu and the daffodil Zhang Qian.
That Chinese rose Huaqianjieyu was a slender, oval face, about twenty-two years old, and she was at the most beautiful age of a woman. She exuded a charm and femininity all over her body. The daffodil Zhang Qian has a baby face, but the twin peaks almost burst out of her clothes. She has huge breasts and a mixture of pure and sexy beauties.
At this time, the Chinese rose Huaqianjieyu and the daffodil Zhang Qian both wore a looming, thin and light satin dress made of sky silk, which was beautiful and full of temptation.
In front of the luxurious house, there are more than twenty people born in Wanhua Palace, who are very beautiful and lovely. The little Lolita, who is about eleven or twelve years old, is playing and playing, forming a beautiful scenery.
Seeing this scene, Qinghe Ziwei's eyes flashed with jealousy, and he whispered in his heart: "Two little sao foxes!"
The daffodil Zhang Qian's strength was far lower than the Qinghe Lagerstroemia of the crape myrtle flower, but as soon as the two girls joined the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, they wholeheartedly liked Yang Feng. After being favored by Yang Feng several times, she With terrifying strength, he has become a master of the master class.
Qinghe Ziwei felt a little jealous when he thought of working so hard, but was easily overtaken by the rose flower Jieyu and the daffodil Zhang Qian.
Rose Flower Money Jieyu, the daffodil Zhang Qian felt a little nervous when he saw the Qinghe Lagerstroemia stepping into the garden, and even more wholeheartedly pleased Yang Feng, hoping that Yang Feng would focus all his attention on them.