In front of the royal study room, hundreds of dead men trained by the royal family were guarded. Those dead men were armed with swords, and the guards were in front of the royal study room, and there was a touch of death in their eyes.
Outside the imperial palace's imperial study room, there were densely packed imperial city guards, and in the center of those imperial city guards stood Yang Feng.
Murong Qiang looked at the leaders of the hundreds of dead men, a complex color flashed in his eyes, and then decisively stepped forward: "Yuwen Batian, surrender! The trend is over. Only by surrendering to your Majesty Demon can you have a way out. ."
The burly figure exudes a terrifying aura of grandmaster rank, and the guard general holding a long knife sternly shouted: "Shut up, you messy party! Murong Qiang, Hu Yande, Zhou Sheng, your majesty treats you not thinly, you Promoted from the low-end civilians to the commander of the Guards, and leapt to the nobility, the emperor’s grace is mighty. Now you have betrayed the emperor and dared to persuade you to surrender without shame, don’t you feel ashamed?"
The eyes of the three major guards including Murongqiang, Hu Yande, and Zhou Sheng also flashed ashamed, and they were silent.
The three imperial guards who came were all generals promoted by Emperor Wu Shanming from the emperor of the Great Zhou Empire, who had always been loyal to Wu Shanming. But this time, the demon ancestor of Yang Feng's incarnation is truly unbeatable, and they can only surrender a horrible existence that can kill a hundred thousand army with a wave of hands.
"Batian, forget it! I don't blame them for this."
The gate of the imperial study room opened, and a dozen people walked out of the imperial study room. The leader was Emperor Wu Shanming of the Great Zhou Empire. A beautiful middle-aged woman beside him was his queen. .
Behind Wu Shanming, there were a dozen young men and women with outstanding looks, who were Wu Shanming's sons and daughters.
Yuwen Batian bends down and salutes Wu Shanming, "I have seen your Majesty!"
Wu Shanming glanced at Yuwen Batian, a touch of relief flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Batian, you take these brothers to surrender Lord Demon Ancestor. Lord Demon Ancestor treats the generals the same way, rewards and punishments are clear. , Is indeed a rare Ming Master. This is an order and must not be violated!"
"Yes! Your Majesty!"
Yuwen Decepticon with tears in his eyes, dropped the weapon in his hand, knelt towards Yang Feng, and remained silent.
The hundreds of dead soldiers of the Imperial Guard also dropped their swords in their hands, knelt towards Yang Feng, and remained silent.
"Master Mozu, you can take my life and the Great Zhou Empire. I can cooperate with you in issuing the imperial decree, so that the other states will give up resistance and surrender to the Great Chu Empire. Please also show mercy and spare my wife. My life, please!"
Wu Shanming sighed for a long time, his eyes flashed with despair, he knelt down on the ground, and continued kowtow towards Yang Feng.
Yang Feng looked at Wu Shanming's children, his eyes lit up, and strode over to a beautiful and charming girl who was about fifteen or sixteen years old and dressed in white.
When Murong Qiang saw this scene, the light in his eyes dimmed slightly: "Princess Seven!!"
Hu Yande and the six or seven young generals of the Imperial Guard had their eyes darkened.
That stunning girl who was about fifteen or sixteen years old was named Wu Meiying, she was the seventh princess of the Dayun Dynasty and the first beauty privately recognized among the nobles of the Great Zhou Empire.
Wu Meiying bowed to Yang Feng Yingying, a touch of determination flashed in her beautiful eyes, lifted up that delicate and beautiful face, and pleaded: "Meiying has seen Majesty Demon Ancestor, please Majesty Demon Ancestor. Show compassion, let go of my father, mother, and my brothers and sisters, Meiying is willing to serve her Majesty the Demon ancestor for life, as a slave and a maid, without any complaints."
As soon as Yang Feng found out Wu Meiying's aptitude, his eyes lit up, and a smile of satisfaction was revealed: "With an eighth-level intermediate soul aptitude, this world is really a treasure of talents. However, that day Zun unexpectedly even had such a talent. None of them have income under his command, so it seems that the injuries are unclear."
The eighth-level medium-sized soul paper is absolutely heaven-defying soul aptitude in the world of warlocks. Yang Feng has seen countless geniuses, and only the little Lori Regina he obtained on the plane of God's blood possesses an eighth-level intermediate soul qualification. As for the eighth-level soul aptitude, Yang Feng had only seen Shi Xue alone.
The gap between the seventh-level soul aptitude and the eighth-level soul aptitude is called the boundary between heaven and man. The sorcerer genius with the eighth level of soul aptitude can undoubtedly be promoted to the solar sorcerer without any bottleneck all the way. The probability of being promoted to the cosmopolitan warlock and the great power of the sea is also far higher than that of the ordinary warlock.
It can be said that as long as Yang Feng is willing to consume a large amount of resources and cultivate carefully, Regina and Wu Meiying can be cultivated by him to become a terrifying powerhouse of the Zhouhai Great Energy Series, and there are still small condensed bodies in their bodies. The world’s top cosmic ocean power.
Yang Feng smiled slightly and said, "Okay, from today onwards, you will be my person. I will also be open to your parents, and I won't shoot them."
Wu Meiying bowed with joy and wept with joy: "Thank you, Your Majesty, Long En!"
"Thank your Majesty Longen!"
All the members of the martial arts who were present wept with joy, and bowed to Yang Feng Yingying.
Yang Feng smiled slightly and said, "Wu Shanming, take that thing out! I think I will meet the god of heaven in the myth and legend for a while."
"Tianzun, that Tianzun in the myths and legends is still alive?"
"Impossible! Tianzun is already a character in the age of mythology. It has been hundreds of thousands of years since the age of mythology. How could he still be alive?"
"The Devil Ancestor wants to fight Tianzun, so he is really a mythical power!!"
"In the legend, above the Martial Saint, is the myth. I didn't expect that the legend turned out to be true, and there really is a myth-level powerhouse who can live forever!"
"..."
The commanders of the Imperial Guard stared at Yang Feng, their eyes full of complex colors. Many people glanced at Wu Meiying, and a look of jealousy flashed in their eyes.
Immortality is everyone's dream. But in this world, no matter how powerful and wealthy people are, they can live to their sixties at most, and there are very few people who can live to their seventies.
If the god of the day had existed, he would have lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and a living myth of longevity appeared before their eyes. And Yang Feng was able to be an enemy of a mythical figure like Tianzun, and he was naturally also a mythological powerhouse of the same level, possessing the secret method of longevity.
A strange look also bloomed in Wu Meiying's beautiful eyes.
Wu Shanming said: "Your Majesty Demon Ancestor, the statue that enters and exits Tianzun's residence palace has been destroyed by Tianzun."
"Destroyed? It seems I need to work a little bit more."
Yang Feng patted both hands, the void twisted, and a series of void assassins flew out of the void and landed in front of Wu Shanming and his party.
The Void Assassins grabbed Wu Meiying and other Wu Family members at once, the engine roared, and flew directly into the distance.
"Murong Qiang! If you take people to evacuate the palace immediately, there may be danger here!"
Yang Feng left a faint sentence, took a step forward, his body became blurred, and he disappeared from the spot immediately.
Murong Qiang ordered very decisively: "Withdraw! Brothers, withdraw immediately with me!"
As soon as Yang Feng stepped into the imperial study room, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and the [Devil God Pupil] suddenly appeared, looking around.
Under the reflection of the countless curse seals of the [Devil God Eyes], a weird and twisted passage appeared in the imperial study room, extending towards a piece of nothingness.
Yang Feng casually tore, he tore the weird and twisted passage into a huge hole, and strode into the weird and twisted passage.
The weird and twisted passage is tumbling and rolling, like a weird and twisted maze. If an ordinary warlock enters such a maze, he will perish forever and cannot get out of it.
Yang Feng's [Devil God's Eyes] shone brightly, stepping on the correct nodes one after another, and walked towards the end of the maze.
After a dozen breaths, a beautiful and glorious palace appeared in front of Yang Feng.
In that beautiful and glorious palace, sat a handsome middle-aged man wearing a silver warlock robe.
The middle-aged beautiful man in the silver warlock robe looked at Yang Feng deeply and smiled: "Are you a warlock?"
Yang Feng said indifferently: "Yes, I am a human warlock from the blue plane! Are you Tianzun?"
Tianzun smiled dumbly and said: "Tianzun? That's a name randomly chosen by the ignorant natives of this world. I am the Eye of the God of a Sanshou Sorcerer of the Dayun Dynasty."
The name of the warlock has a wonderful power. Some warlocks can even use the enemy's name to curse the enemy with all kinds of evil. Therefore, many warlocks like to hide their real names and call them by various strange nicknames.
Yang Feng chuckled: "I am the sword of the Supreme Being of the Dayun Dynasty War Demon Sect, and the demon ancestor of this world! God's eye, I am curious, how can you live in this world for hundreds of thousands of years!"
A strange light flashed in the eyes of the gods, and he smiled and said: "Everyone has their own secrets, and I am no exception. Men who are poor are not liked by others."
Yang Feng said lightly: "I like this world very much. However, I don't want this world to be known to others. God's eyes, you said, what choice would I make in this situation?"
The eyes of the gods calmly said: "According to the style of the warlock, of course it is to cut the grass and roots, eliminate all the insiders, and control the entire world."
Yang Feng stared into the eyes of the gods and said: "Smart! Now I give you two choices. One is to be my subordinate and hand over all the secrets. The second is to fall here. Which one do you choose?"
"I choose the third one and kill you here!"
The eyes of the gods suddenly smiled, and a wave of violent power filled his body. A hundred eyes were born from his body at once, and each of them was bursting with weird and incomparable light, strengthening his physical power.