Chapter 1344: Lord of the Magic

In the ridiculous desert of the Warlock World, a grain of sand flies out of the desert, and countless curses shine, changing into a flower that blooms with colorful light, beautiful and as big as a star.
In the center of the flower, the colorful streamer shines, and a beautiful palace emerges directly. A beautiful and extraordinary temperament, the beautiful teenagers who are full of curiosity about the truth of the universe are sitting on a throne in the center of the palace. The mysterious and magnificent curse pervades around his body.
As soon as the flower as big as a star appeared, a Lingshan came from afar and landed under the flower.
From the Lingshan, a half-divine, two great saints, and twenty-three holy people were flying.
"Welcome to my Lord!!"
The saints bent down slightly to the beautiful and incomparable teenager, and the eyes flashed with excitement.
When the saints see the emperor, they usually only need to bend over and salute. Only the servants of the saints need to bow down to the emperor. However, the Lord of the Devil is so majestic and profound that this makes the Holy One bow down. Except for the Lord of the Devil, only the Lord of the Lord makes the Holy One bow down.
That handsome and beautiful, 18-year-old beautiful boy is the Lord of the Seventh Warlock Emperor. He is also an emperor of invincible hegemony. Among the eight great warlock emperors of the Terran, it is known as the first secret treasure.
The magic sounds of the dynasty refining countless secret treasures, of which the number of secret secret treasures, is far above any Terran warlock dynasty.
"The Lord of the Devil is going to fight with the Lord of Devouring! It is really a headache. His character is as proud as the legend. But any one of the two guys who survives from the eternal duel will become even stronger. It is also a blessing to my people."
In the eyes of the Lord of the Magic, there are flashing mysterious curses, and I glanced at the magic net, and I was careless.
The master of the magic sounds asked with great interest: "Right, I want to contact the devourer, Jiubao, what do you do?"
Jiubao Dasheng is a semi-emperor of the Magician dynasty, and is also the subordinate of the former Lord of the Magic. He is also a master of alchemy, refining nine secret treasures, each one is powerful, nine secret treasures, the power is comparable to a slightly weaker secret treasure.
Jiubao Dasheng relies on the nine secrets of his own refining, and his fighting power is even above the Stars and Moons.
Jiubao Dasheng Road: "My Lord, please wait a moment."
For a moment, the void glimmered, and a huge portal was emerged in this void. From the portal, Yang Feng’s voice was heard:
The Lord of the Magic, please come in.

The Lord of the Magic Sounds smiled and stepped directly into the portal.
The light of the road flashed slightly, and the master of the magic sound appeared in a beautiful and luxurious palace. There was a throne in the center of the palace. One person sitting on the throne was Yang Feng.
Yang Feng waved his hand, and the light of the road shone slightly. In the void, a beautiful and luxurious throne appeared, which was flush with the position of his throne.
The master of the magic sound is the sorcerer emperor of the Seventh Warlock dynasty of the Terran. It has great merits for the Terran, but it is the legend and legend of the Terran, which is worthy of respect by Yang Feng.
As long as the Lord of the Magic is not the enemy of Yang Feng, he is willing to respect the Warlock Emperor of these Terrans.
The Lord of the Magic is sitting on the throne without any politeness.
Yang Feng smiled slightly: "The Lord of the Magic Sound, what are you looking for?"
The magical sound of the Lord's eyes burst into the incomparable look of excitement and laughed: "Of course it is for your alchemy! Your alchemy can actually refine an emperor, it is amazing. I came here this time, Just for your alchemy."
Yang Feng said in his heart: "Sure enough, as the legend says, the Lord of the Magic is an aroma enthusiast of alchemy."
Among the Eight Emperors of the Terran, the Lord of Time is a great hero who can give everything for the rise of the Terran. The Lord of Taboos is an endeavor for their own rise. The Lord of the Devil is a proud and invincible genius. The Lord of Death is a love. The Lord of the Stars is handsome and beautiful, and it is the first prophet of the Terran. The Lord of the Magic is a fanatic of alchemy.
Legend has it that the purpose of the Lord of the Magic to compete for the position of the Emperor is to obtain more alchemy materials. Only by becoming a warlock emperor and a Megatron universe can he obtain enough rare materials for alchemy research.
If the Lord of the Magic has not created the Seventh Warlock dynasty, it is impossible to collect so many alchemy materials and refine all kinds of powerful secret treasures.
It is really easy for a warlock emperor to pick a star for a month, but he is looking for an alchemy material in the universe, and efficiency is impossible to compare with a dynasty.
Yang Feng apologized: "The alchemy is my core secret, it is impossible to exchange with you, I am very sorry."
The master of the magic sounds looks forward to it: "It's right. That's the alchemy that can refine the emperor. It's really precious. So, I can teach you all the alchemy I have mastered. And I learned you." After the alchemy, I can swear that I will never teach the second person, and will never use your alchemy to deal with you. As for the alchemy I master, you can pass it on to others, how?"
Yang Feng resolutely refused: "Sorry, no! The eternal position, I am determined to win. You are also one of my competitors. I can't pass alchemy to you and improve your competitors." Strength. If I am advanced in the future, I can pass on the alchemy to you."
Among the Eight Emperors of the Terran, the Lord of the Magic is the true secret genius. If the rules of the universe are not allowed, he may even refine the eternal treasure.
If the Lord of the Magic Sound gets Yang Feng's alchemy, it will only become more powerful, and it will become more terrifying and powerful.
The Lord of the Magic has been succumbing for a while and decisively: "The eternal position! So, you teach me alchemy. I give up the battle for eternal, and I can use my alchemy to serve you. Of course, I also have A few conditions, the first is that you must live only with the Lord of the Devil in ten years. The second condition is that you will never betray the Terran. The third condition is that after you are promoted to eternity in the future, if you have the conditions, help me get a fake. Give me the eternal state."
Yang Feng’s eyes flashed a touch of disparity and he was very decisive: "Good!"
The master of the magic sound is an alchemy fanatic, and it is also an emperor who speaks a hundred words. Above that history, in addition to being all-powered for alchemy, there is not much bad commentary on him. At most, he is as merciless as the other emperors.
Pseudo-eternal is that the eternity consumes part of the eternal source of blessing on an emperor, extending the life of the emperor by a hundredfold.
In addition to the gods, the emperor is generally only able to live for a million years. Once it is added to the pseudo-eternal state, an Emperor Shouyuan can be hundreds of millions of years. But in this way, once the eternal is fallen, the emperor who is blessed by him as a false eternal state will fall.
Of course, any eternal person will not easily add a false eternal state to other emperors, because that will consume the eternal source of the emperor.
Yang Feng is somewhat curious: "The Lord of the Magic, you wake up in this era, not for the eternal position, how can you give up so decisively?"
The eternal position is the dream of all the emperors. Numerous emperors used all kinds of secrets to give up the glory of the invincible, and survived to the present for eternal. They will not give up the eternal opportunity.
The master of the magic sounds has a brilliant look: "It’s too difficult to advance eternal. I really had an idea. But after seeing you and the Lord of the Devil, there is no idea. I love alchemy. You also love the Terran. Since you and the Lord of the Devil, then you are vying for the eternal position. I just want to study alchemy and see where the limits of alchemy are?"
Yang Feng smiled slightly and flexed his fingers. A crystal flew directly into the hands of the Lord of the Magic.
"Miao! Wonderful! Wonderful!! This alchemy is amazing!!"
The Lord of the Magic is so immersed in the alchemy that he can't extricate himself.
The Lord of the Devil's Sound is indifferent: "Yes, the Lord of Devouring, if there is no accident. The Lord of Death will wake up in these days. As long as you promise to advance to eternity, help him to resurrect His wife. He has nine The opportunity will be for you."
Yang Feng brows slightly wrinkles: "Resurrection of his wife? His wife's soul is broken, the soul is flying, time has passed so long, how to resurrect?"
After the death of the wife of the death, the soul flew and the body collapsed.
If the death wife's wife has just died within a day, with Yang Feng's current strength, it is possible to cast a counter-attack spell and let the wife of the death owner rise directly.
But for thousands of years, the soul of the wife of the Lord of Death does not know what has been transformed into the law of the universe. Even if the Eternal wants to bring her back to life, it is very difficult. Otherwise, after the Lord of Death advanced to the Emperor, he used the anti-day spell to resurrect his wife.
The Lord of the Magic Sounds smirked: "After all the fallen, no accident, the soul will enter the Styx, be nurtured by the river, become the most pure soul. Then transform into the soul of the universe, all things, wisdom and soul. In the deepest part of the Styx, there is an extraordinary flower of two flowers. As long as the piece of the soul of his wife in the hands of the Lord of Death, together with the two flowers, and your strength, can completely bring His wife Other souls are called. As for the flesh, it is not a problem for you."
Yang Feng brows slowly and wrinkles slowly: "But that is the deepest part of the Styx!!"