Chapter 557: Lose

Even though the human warlocks imitated many powerful beings, they created a mysterious and powerful secret. However, after all, it is to imitate the secrets of those powerful beings. The physical qualities of human warlocks in the same rank are much weaker than those of strong ones.
Even the warlocks with special traits, like the Lord of the First Warlocks, are more savvy than the ancient gods who are known for their physical strength.
The secret treasure is that the human warlock is made with all his heart and mind, and has all kinds of treasures of incredible power. With the power of the secret treasure, the human warlock defeated one powerful race and became the pinnacle of the world.
Suo Li, the third of the 10th in this month, one of the three things in the spirit of the evil spirits knife, the evil spirit knife was destroyed, his strength fell to the bottom, fell in the month In addition to Hua Shijie, it is no longer worthy of the prestige of the Sun Yat Warlock.
When Cai Sheng saw this scene, he was furious and the horror of a Japanese warlock was filled out from his body. He wanted to kill Yang Feng: "Little beast!"
Those evil magicians and devil warlocks use the blood of evil creatures such as demons and devils to practice. The speed of cultivation is much higher than that of ordinary people. Their life expectancy is longer than that of ordinary warlocks. Their combat power is far superior to ordinary warlocks. But the same flaws are also great. One of the defects is that it is difficult to control your emotions. It is very easy to get angry and lose your mind.
Cai Sheng is within the sphere of influence of the Holy Mozong. If the same statue is too emperor, whoever wants to die will die. Master the lives of countless warlocks and mortals, and kill them when they are angry. Now I saw that the evil spirit knife was destroyed by Yang Feng, and suddenly it was smashed and full of murder.
The evil spirit knife is a six-level secret treasure, but it has all kinds of strange and evil powers. It is a savage knife and it is used well. Even the monsters of the Sun Yaw Warlock series can be killed. There are not many such treasures in the Holy Spirit. Now destroyed, Cai Sheng is naturally angry.
"Humph!"
Lu Wuchen snorted, and a horrible atmosphere of the sun's glory was instantly released, covering the entire hall. A killing intention was released from his body. Far away locked up Cai Sheng.
If Cai Sheng dares to do it in this battle hall, Lu Wuchen will definitely kill him directly here.
There are countless spells in this battle hall. In this place, even if the Yuguang Warlock comes, it will be easily suppressed by Lu Wuchen.
Cai Sheng was shocked by Lu Buchen's strength and murderousness. The reddish red in his eyes slowly receded and restored a clearing. Taboo looked at Lu Wuqian. His eyes fell on the arena again.
After the true emperor swallowed the evil spirits knives, the chain of countless spells continued to extend, madly stabbed, and pierced into the nine magical armor.
The phantom of power, which was made up of the devil's power, flew out from the nine magical armor, and was dragged into the true emperor's seal.
"No!! My nine magic armor!!"
Suo Li looked desperate, and once again made a scream of screaming. The nine devils on his body slammed and shattered directly and fell to the ground.
Lost the nine magic armor, the evil spirit magic knife. Suo Li’s body shrouded almost into the sky, covering the sky. It seems that the demon gas that can be covered even by the sun suddenly disappears, just exudes the atmosphere of the ordinary moonlight peak warlock.
Suo Li eyes with a drop of blood and tears, eyes red, like a goblin, screaming crazy: "Yang Feng, you dare to ruin my nine magic armor, evil spirit magic knife. I want you to die, I must I want you to die!! I want you not to die!"
The sorcerer of the Holy Mozart likes to use the power of demons and evil spirits. It is also easy to be eroded by the evil forces, become cruel and murderous, easy to lose reason, and become chaotic. If the other ten sectarian warlocks are defeated in the hands of Yang Feng, they will never be stupid enough to scream and kill in this war hall.
"At the seventh floor of Hell, the Grand Duke of Batista, I am willing to bring my own flesh and blood, soul and everything..."
Suo Li’s eyes were red, and he was raving about a strange mantra, and a terrifying breath permeated his body. A black twisted passage slowly appeared, and a breath containing great horror and great despair sprang from the twisted passage.
Yang Feng felt the horrible breath, and suddenly his face changed slightly: "This is not the existence that I can deal with! Is this a great sacrifice, and all the sacrifices of his own to the powerful existence of the ectopic plane, in exchange for That powerful spell has a shot?"
Hell is a nine-layered formed by the devil from the endless abyss that runs through countless planes. There are countless devils living in that hell.
The devils living in and the ancient devils in the ancient devil face are not used, but they are made by the ancient duke of the ancient devil of the nine-headed ancient devil, using the soul as the blueprint.
The seventh floor of the devil's Grand Duke Batista is a horrible existence of the peak of the sea. In the seventh layer of hell, even a strong warlock king is not necessarily his opponent. Even if such a strong person sends a avatar, it is not the body that Yang Feng can compete against.
"Stop, scream, you stupid! We admit defeat!!"
Cai Sheng’s face changed greatly, and he sang a drink, five fingers, and a black gas flew out of his hand, shrouded in the body of the cable, forming a black curse, and the hard-working will be completely sealed. Pulled out from the arena and flew to his side.
Once he had completed the sacrifice, he was absolutely dead, and everything was swallowed up by the devil's Grand Duke Batista. The soul will also fall into the hands of Batista and turn into a great devil.
If Suo Li’s big sacrifice can kill Yang Feng, Cai Sheng doesn’t mind if he and Yang Feng are left together. But here is the Warlord Hall, even if the devil's Grand Duke Batista is summoned to come to a avatar to appear here, it will be easily killed, everything will become the trophy of the Warlord. Suo Li is equivalent to white death, but also contributes to the battle of the magic, Cai Sheng naturally will not let such things happen.
After Suo Li lost the two pieces of the six-level secret treasure that best fits him, the strength fell to the level of the ordinary Yuehua peak warlock. Even so, he is still a moon martial artist, and is still ranked in the top 20 among the warlords. Such a strong person, Cai Sheng, will not give up easily.
"Defeated, even the warlocks of the 10th-level squad of the month are defeated in his hands, it is terrible!"
"He has just been promoted to become a moon warlock, and his strength is so terrible. It is terrible."
"With his current strength, only seven stars are his opponents."
"..."
In the Warlord Hall, the leaders from different warlock groups looked at Yang Feng, and their eyes were full of envy and envy.
Yang Feng broke through in the Sky City a few months ago and was promoted to become the Moon Warlock. It is precisely because of this that Cai Shengcai of the Holy Mozong came to the door with the help of the ten masters, and wanted to defeat Yang Feng and cast a shadow on Yang Feng’s mind. If you can reinvent the soul of Yang Feng, then it is best.
The evil spirit knives are extremely evil, and they contain all kinds of incredible abilities. Once caught in the flesh, even the soul will be polluted.
After the strong man of the Yuehua Warlock series was polluted by the evil spirit knife, after a few years, even decades, it may not be able to heal the wound of his soul.
Yang Feng stood on the arena and looked at Shangguanluo of Taiyizong. He smiled slightly: "I am very interested in Yuehua Tenjie. Shangguanluo, it is better to use this opportunity, let us learn how to spell here. ?"
A gaze focused on Shangguanluo's body, full of strange.
The disciples of the Warlord are one of them showing excitement. A few years ago, Yi Yuanyang of Taiyizong came to fight the Mozong and almost swept the genius of the younger generation of the Mozong. If Yang Feng was born, the war magician was afraid of sweeping the face.
Now that Yang Feng has taken the initiative to challenge the Shangguanluo of Taiyizong, the disciples of the Warlord have exposed their excitement.
In addition to Shangguanluo, the genius of the genius of the Taiyi sect was slightly changed.
Zhang Xuanchong’s eyes also passed a touch of faint faintness:
No need to compare, Suo Li is the third of the 10th in the moon, ranking above Shangguanluo. Suo Li has lost in Yang Feng’s hands, Shangguanluo is not your opponent."
Originally, Zhang Xuanchong came to Shangguan Luo, and he also wanted to give Yang Feng a lesson and kill Yang Feng. Now that Soli is easily defeated in the hands of Yang Feng, he will naturally not let Shangguan Luo go to fight with Yang Feng.
Yang Feng looked at Shangguan Luo with a little provocative look. He saw that Shangguan Luo’s face was calm and light, as if he did not see Yang Feng’s provocation.
Yang Feng brows slightly, and his heart evaluates: "This guy is only afraid of being a bit more difficult than the idiot."
Since Zhang Xuanchong has taken a big step back, Yang Feng naturally cannot continue to be aggressive, returning to his seat and overlooking the major warlock leaders below.
That month, the Chinese Grand Ceremony was very calm, and the waves were not good.
Just at the end of the month of the Huadian ceremony, suddenly a voice came from the outside: "The big cloud dynasty angel arrived!"
Under the gaze of everyone, a middle-aged wearing a gorgeous robes and some sullen sergeants stepped into the hall under the guards of the 20 star warlocks.
The middle-aged was full of majesty and looked around in a circle: "Who is Yang Feng, come over!"
Yang Feng got up from his seat and came to the middle-aged eunuch: "The next is Yang Feng."
Everyone present at the scene stood up directly, and Lu Wuchen also got up from the main position and walked down the high platform.
The middle-aged took a golden sacred decree from the jade pot on the side, and the golden light of the insignificant sum suddenly emerged from the sacred purpose, with a horrible pressure similar to the gods. The hall is filled with it. (To be continued~^~)