The strongman of the Wind Shadow Clan Warlock King suddenly felt a distorted space, and appeared very strangely in a dream world full of biscuits, candies, and a river of milk.
"No, this is a dream world!!"
The Warlock King Qiangzhe of the Wind Shadow tribe's expression changed. He stretched out his hand and saw that his hands had become two biscuits.
The dream world is weird and unparalleled, although in essence it is not comparable to the thirty-six main material planes and the blue planes, there has never been a powerhouse of the warlock emperor series. But this dream world is also a world where the rules are twisted, chaotic, and the most troublesome.
Holy sorcerers do not invade in any way, no matter who they are, they can't pull their souls from the flesh into the dream world. But once the powerhouse of the Warlock King level is drawn into the dream world, it is absolutely dangerous and dead.
"Thirty seconds, as long as you insist on thirty seconds, I can get out of this world."
The warlock king-level powerhouse of the Fengying clan is worthy of being a peerless powerhouse who has experienced many battles. Even in a desperate situation, he still did not give up, and turned and fled towards the distance with two long candy-like legs.
"It's useless, your destiny is destined to fall here!"
The phantom master suddenly appeared, one eye opened, and a cyan light directed towards the warlock king of the wind shadow clan.
The Warlock King of the Wind Shadow Clan gritted his teeth, burning his soul power frantically, and suddenly condensed into a shadow screen, blocking him.
As soon as the cyan light fell on that piece of shadow screen, that piece of shadow screen kept trembling and evaporating.
The Wind Shadow Clan Warlock King said loudly: "Yang Feng, I have a big secret, as long as you let me live. I will tell you this big secret."
The power of the soul of the warlock king is extremely powerful, far surpassing that of the sea warlock. However, in this dream world, if it is not for the physical body to enter, then the consumption of the soul's power cannot be compensated at all. In this dream world, fighting against the phantom ruler who can be replenished with a steady stream of dream power, this Wind Shadow Clan Warlock King has only one dead end, it's just a matter of dying early or late.
"What's the secret?"
The phantom master didn't stop attacking at all, and asked indifferently.
The wind shadow clan warlock king said: "In your warlock's world, there are the traitors of our Gumana universe."
Yang Feng was very cold: "Oh!"
In the world of warlocks, anyone who is a bit smarter with a spy has already guessed it. If there is no insider, it would be impossible to find the location of the old nests of the major forces so easily.
Yang Feng has already explored in the star realm very early, looking for planes with intelligent life forms and various resource stars. But if it hadn't integrated the resources of the War Demon Sect, with the intelligence support of the war Demon Sect's tens of thousands of years of star realm development, it would not be possible to easily find those planes with intelligent life forms.
The Wind Shadow Clan Warlock King coldly smiled and said, "That traitor is one of the highest levels you have come out of the Earth's inner world."
"Are you finished? Go to death after you finish!"
The ghost master slowly opened his second eye, and a crimson beam of light shot out from that second eye, like a crimson spear that pierced the evolution of the wind shadow clan warlock king. In the formed shadow curtain, the defense of that shadow curtain was broken, and the body of a ridiculous biscuit man behind the shadow curtain was pierced fiercely.
The ridiculous biscuit man's body was torn apart at once, and then swallowed by the cyan light.
When the biscuit man died, in the star field-class interstellar battleship, that was shrouded in layers of shadows, and the Warlock King of the Wind Shadow Clan, who made people unable to see his true face, also shook slightly, revealing his true face, and fell to the ground.
Yang Feng glanced at the Warlock King of the Wind Shadow Clan, his eyes lit up slightly, and then a trace of regret flashed: "Still a beauty! It's a pity, it's dead."
The warlock king of the Wind Shadow clan is about 1.7 meters tall, his skin is wheat-colored, and he is wearing a black leather armor engraved with countless mysterious curses. , The facial features are exquisitely exquisite, and a mysterious spell containing the profound meaning of wind and shadow is engraved on the center of the eyebrows. He lay quietly on the ground, breathing smoothly, as if sleeping. But in fact, He is already a soulless existence, only a body.
With Yang Feng's thoughts, a sealed crystal coffin suddenly appeared. One mechanical arm grabbed the Warlock King of the Wind Shadow tribe and placed it in the sealed crystal coffin. After holding countless seals, he put it away.
In that unique honeycomb, a crystal suddenly became bleak.
A solemn color flashed in the eyes of the warlock king of the Red Ling tribe and slowly said, "Jia Jia Du Fei is dead."
The warlock king of the Chiyan tribe also flashed a vigilant color in his eyes and slowly said: "Jia Jia Du Fei is a strong man of the Wind Shadow tribe. He is proficient in assassination secrets and masters the two profound meanings of wind and shadow. Even if the assassination fails, he will be single-minded. Wanting to escape, few people can keep her. That Yang Feng is worthy of being the son of this universe, really a terrifying monster."
The Wind Shadow tribe is not the most powerful race among the eighteen holy tribes in the Nagumana universe. But it is the most difficult race.
Once the wind shadow clan reaches adulthood, it can master either the wind or shadow. The top genius is able to easily master both the wind and shadow, and is the top assassin.
Among the Fengying Clan, there is a Holy Meteorite Mountain, and in that Holy Meteorite Mountain, the skulls of the powerful Holy Warlock ranks are piled up. At the top of the holy meteor mountain, there is also a skull of a powerful warlock emperor.
The assassination of a powerful warlock emperor was the greatest pride of the Fengying clan, and it also made the other races of the Gumana universe extremely afraid of the Fengying clan.
The most troublesome thing about the Fengying clan is that even if they are in charge of the wind and the shadow, even if they fail to assassinate them, they can easily escape by relying on the power of those two types of profound meanings. It is easy to defeat them, but it is not that simple to kill them.
The Warlock King of the Wind Shadow Clan actually fell into Yang Feng's hands. When he thought of this fact, a trace of chill surged in the hearts of the Red Ling Clan Warlock King and the Chiyan Clan Warlock King.
The warlock king of the Hongling clan slowly said: "It seems that it must be activated in advance. I originally wanted to consume more of the vitality of the Bai family. But if this stalemate continues, the variables will only increase."
The warlock king of the Chiyan tribe nodded slightly.
That originally looked ordinary, but there were other things inside. The beehive that was riding on the two warlock kings suddenly grew strangely fifty times larger, and the beehives flew out of the giant beehive, and they all flew out again. Thirty-six honeycombs.
The densely packed cosmic sea warlocks and the powerhouses of the cosmic warlock ranks flew out of the thirty-six honeycombs, and flew toward the sea of clouds plane like a tide.
"The Bai family is over!!"
Seeing this scene, all the warlocks had an idea in their hearts.
The dozens of sorcerer groups on the edge of the battlefield did not hesitate to withdraw directly, turning into streams of light and fleeing into the distance.
The sea of clouds plane.
The thirty-nine Universe Powers of the Dayun Dynasty that did not make a move chanted the mantra silently, pointed towards the sky, and the incomparably powerful life energy sank into a bright red blood, which looked very ordinary wood. Within the rod.
That very ordinary looking wooden staff is the emperor-level secret treasure [Bone-Bone Wooden Staff]!
The life force in the thirty-nine statues of the Great Power of the Universe was rapidly consumed, and the whole person began to dry up.
Countless curse marks appeared on the [Bone-Bone Wooden Staff], and the light shone, and a blur disappeared from the place, and appeared outside the barrier of the Kingdom of God of the Bai family, facing the eight-eyed giant monster a little bit.
A little red light turned towards the eight-eyed monster, and the eight-eyed monster, which was able to suppress the three great divine powers of the Bai family by one against three, collapsed inch by inch, turned into powder, and disappeared.
When Yang Feng saw this scene, he breathed a cold breath: "It's terrible, this is the power of the emperor-level secret treasure. If the warlock king-level powerhouse does not have the emperor-level secret treasure bodyguard, it will not be able to withstand a blow!!"
The emperor-level secret treasure is extremely powerful, and can kill the powerhouse of the warlock king-level, and even damage and severely damage the powerhouse of the holy warlock level.
The three major dynasties of the western world and the Dayun dynasty are guarded by the emperor-class secret treasures, so they can stand against each other, and no one dares to act rashly and annex each other.
Among those thirty-six main material planes, the strong are like clouds. There is no shortage of terrifying powerhouses in the ranks of the wizards of the Holy Spirit. They watched the Dayun Dynasty and the three major dynasties of the Western world occupy the blue plane. In addition to the human warlocks who feared the earth's inner world, the four powers each had the protection of the emperor-level secret treasure, which was also the most critical factor.
That [Bone-Bone Wooden Staff] killed the Eight-Eyed Giant Monster with one blow, and a blur appeared slightly in the huge Gumana Universe Army.
A little red light shone, and the entire void collapsed for it.
More than three hundred cosmic sea level, more than three thousand cosmonauts of the Gumana universe, as well as a dozen weak divine powers of the Bai family, were completely swallowed by the collapse of the void.
A weird and twisted cave suddenly appeared in the void, and within that cave, there was dead silence, without a trace of life.
After the [Bone-Crafted Wooden Staff] released two attacks, among the thirty-nine cosmic powers of the Bai family on the plane of the sea of clouds, three of the early cosmic power bodies of the cosmic sea turned into countless dust, collapsed and disappeared.
The emperor-level secret treasures are infinitely powerful, and no one can use their power freely except for the powerhouses of the warlock king and emperor series. Even the great saint-level powerhouse who claims to be the strongest under the warlock king can't exert the power of that emperor-level artifact.
If a Zhouhai-level expert wants to activate the power of an emperor-level artifact, he needs to trade his own life.
The [Bone-Crafted Wooden Staff] was blurred for a while, and wanted to disappear.
At this moment, the void cracked, and a huge and terrifying magic power comparable to the rank of the Holy Warlock suddenly broke out. A huge ghost hand fell from the sky and grabbed the [Bone-Bone Wooden Staff].