In front of the imperial study of the palace, hundreds of dead soldiers trained by the royal family were guarding the dead soldiers. The dead soldiers held weapons and guarded the imperial study of the palace with a hint of death in their eyes.

Outside the imperial study room of the imperial palace, there were dense imperial guards standing. In the center of the imperial guards, there was Yang Feng standing.

Murong Qiang looked at the leader of the hundreds of dead soldiers, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and then stepped forward decisively and said, "Yuwen Batian, surrender! The situation is hopeless. Only by surrendering to His Majesty the Demon Ancestor can you have a way out."

The burly body, exuding a terrifying aura of the Grandmaster, and the general of the Imperial Guard holding a long sword shouted sternly: "Shut up, you rioters! Murong Qiang, Huyande, Zhou Sheng, Your Majesty treats you well, and promotes you from a small civilian to the Imperial Guard commander, and becomes a nobleman. Now you have betrayed His Majesty the Emperor and dare to come to surrender shamelessly. Don't you feel ashamed?"

The eyes of the three generals including Murong Qiang, Hu Yande, Zhou Sheng, etc. also flashed with shame and remained silent.

The three major imperial guards descended from the arrival of the Great Zhou Empire, the generals promoted by Wu Shanming, the emperor of the Great Zhou Empire, were always loyal to Wu Shanming. However, this time, the demon ancestor Yang Feng transformed was invincible, and he could kill a terrifying existence of a hundred thousand troops with a wave of his hand, so they had no choice but to surrender.

"Batian, forget it! They are not blamed for this."

The gate of the imperial study room of the imperial palace opened, and more than a dozen people walked out of the imperial study room. The leader was Wu Shanming, the emperor of the Great Zhou Empire. A beautiful middle-aged woman next to him was his queen.

Behind Wu Shanming are more than a dozen young men and women with outstanding appearances, who are Wu Shanming's children.

Yuwen Batian bent down and bowed to Wushan Ming and said, "I have seen Your Majesty!"

Wu Shanming glanced at Yuwen Batian, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Batian, you have brought these brothers to surrender Lord Demon Ancestor. Lord Demon Ancestor has always treated surrendered generals equally and has clear rewards and punishments. It is indeed a rare wise master. This is an order and cannot be violated!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

Yuwen's eyes were filled with tears, and he threw down the weapons in his hand, knelt towards Yang Feng, and remained silent.

The hundreds of dead soldiers of the Imperial Guards also threw down their weapons and knelt towards Yang Feng, leaving silent.

"My devil ancestor, you can take my life and the Great Zhou Empire. I can cooperate with you to issue an imperial edict to make the other states give up resistance and surrender to the Great Chu Empire. Please be kind and spare my wife and children's lives."

Wu Shanming sighed long, his eyes flashed with despair, and he knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Yang Feng continuously.

Yang Feng looked at Wu Shanming's children, his eyes lit up immediately, and he walked over to a beautiful and beautiful girl about fifteen or sixteen years old wearing a white dress, with a pitiful and charming appearance.

Seeing this scene, Murong Qiang's eyes fainted slightly: "Seventh Princess!!"

Hu Yande and the six or seven young generals of the Imperial Guards all dimmed their eyes.

The stunning girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, was named Wu Meiying. She was the seventh princess of the Great Yun Dynasty and was also the most recognized beauty among the nobles of the Great Zhou Empire.

Wu Meiying bowed to Yang Fengying, and a look of determination flashed in her beautiful eyes. She raised her delicate and beautiful face and begged pitifully: "Meiying has seen His Majesty the Demon Ancestor. Please show his mercy to let his father, the Queen, and my brothers and sisters go. Meiying is willing to serve His Majesty the Demon Ancestor for generations, as a slave and a servant, and will never have any complaints."

As soon as Yang Feng took out Wu Meiying's qualifications, his eyes lit up and he showed a satisfied smile: "The level 8 medium soul qualifications are really a treasure of talents. However, the Heavenly Lord did not even have such talents under his command, and it seems that he was not injured."

The medium-level soul paper of level 8 is definitely a soul qualification that goes against the sky in the world of warlocks. Yang Feng has seen countless geniuses, and only the little Loli Ligana obtained in the divine blood plane has medium-level soul qualification. As for the high-level soul qualification of level 8, Yang Feng has only seen Shi Xue alone.

The gap between the seventh-level soul qualification and the eighth-level soul qualification is called the boundary of heaven and man. The sorcerer genius with the eighth-level soul qualification can undoubtedly be promoted to the Sun Yao warlock without any bottlenecks. The probability of being promoted to the Yuguang warlock and the powerful Zhouhai power is far greater than that of ordinary warlocks.

It can be said that as long as Yang Feng is willing to spend a lot of resources and train carefully, if nothing unexpected happens, he can train him to become a terrifying powerful man of the powerful level of the Earth Sea, and he is also the top Earth Sea Sea powerhouse that condenses a small world in his body.

Yang Feng smiled slightly and said, "Okay, then from today on, you will be my person. I will also be my parents and will not attack them."

Wu Meiying bowed and cried with joy: "Thank you Your Majesty for your kindness!"

"Thank you, your Majesty!"

All the people from the martial arts family present cried with joy and bowed to Yang Fengying.

Yang Feng smiled slightly and said, "Wu Shanming, take that thing out! I want to meet the Heavenly Lord in the mythology and legends for a while."

"Tianzun, the mythological and legendary god is still alive?"

"Impossible! The Heavenly Lord is already a figure in the mythical age. How could he still be alive after the mythical age? "

"The Demon Ancestor actually wants to fight with the Heavenly Lord, so he is indeed a mythical powerhouse!!"

"In the legend, above the Martial Saint, is a myth. I didn't expect that the legend was real, and there was really a mythical powerhouse who could live and die forever!"

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The leaders of the Imperial Guards stared at Yang Feng, their eyes full of complexity. Many people glanced at Wu Meiying, and a hint of jealousy flashed in their eyes.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Immortality is everyone's dream. But in this world, no matter how powerful and wealth a person has, at most, he can live to his sixties and to his seventies, and there are very few people.

If the Heavenly Lord existed, he would have lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and a living myth of immortality appeared in front of them. And Yang Feng was able to be enemies with mythical figures like the Heavenly Lord, so he was naturally a mythical powerhouse of the same level and possessed the secret method of immortality.

A strange look also appeared in Wu Meiying's beautiful eyes.

Wu Shanming said: "Your Majesty the Demon Ancestor, the statue entering and leaving the palace of the Heavenly Lord has been destroyed by the Heavenly Lord."

"Destroyed? It seems I'll take a little more effort."

Yang Feng patted his hands lightly, and the void twisted in waves. Void assassinators flew out of the void and landed in front of Wu Shanming and his party.

The assassins in the void immediately grabbed Wu Meiying and other people from the Wu family, and the engine roared and flew directly into the distance.

"Murrong Qiang! If you take people to evacuate the palace immediately, there may be danger here!"

Yang Feng left a light sentence, took a step forward, his body blurred, and then disappeared from the spot.

Murong Qiang ordered very decisively: "Retreat! Brothers, withdraw with me immediately!"

As soon as Yang Feng stepped into the imperial study room, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and the [Demon God Eye] suddenly appeared and looked around.

Under the reflection of countless curse seals of the [Demon God Eye], a strange and twisted passage appeared in the imperial study and extended towards a land of nothingness.

Yang Feng tore it apart, tearing a huge hole in the strangely twisted passage, and strode into the strangely twisted passage.

The strangely twisted passage rolled, like a strangely twisted maze. If an ordinary warlock entered such a maze, he would sink forever and unable to escape from it.

Yang Feng's [Demon God Eye] shines, stepping on one correct node after another, and walking towards the end of the maze.

In a dozen breaths, a beautiful and brilliant palace appeared in front of Yang Feng.

In that beautiful and magnificent palace, a middle-aged handsome man wearing a silver warlock robe sat.

The middle-aged handsome man wearing a silver warlock robe looked at Yang Feng deeply and smiled: "Are you a warlock?"

Yang Feng said lightly: "That's right, I am a human warlock from the Cang plane! Are you the Heavenly Lord?"

Tianzun smiled silently and said, "Tianzun? That's just a random name given by the ignorant natives of this world. I am the Eye of a God of a random cultivator in the Great Cloud Dynasty."

The name of a warlock has a wonderful power. Some warlocks can even use the enemy's names to curse the enemy with various evil curses. Therefore, many warlocks like to hide their real names and call them with various strange nicknames.

Yang Feng chuckled and said, "I am the Supreme Sword of the Great Cloud Dynasty War Demon Sect, and I am also the Demon Ancestor of this world! The Eye of the God, I am very curious, how can you live in this world for hundreds of thousands of years!"

A strange light flashed in the eyes of the God Eye, and he smiled and said, "Everyone has his own secret, and I am no exception. A man who is poor is not liked by others."

Yang Feng said lightly: "I like this world very much. However, I don't want others to know about this world. Eye of God, what choice will I make under this situation?"

The Eye of God calmed down and said: "According to the style of the warlock, of course, it is to eliminate the roots, eliminate all insiders, and control the entire world."

Yang Feng stared at the eyes of the gods and said, "Smart! Now I will give you two choices, one is to be my subordinates and hand over all the secrets. The second is to fall here. Which one do you choose?"

"I will choose the third one and kill you here!"
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