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Chapter 747 Intelligence

"This is the main material needed to refine the Xi clan's top war weapon, the Hidden Lord! This weight is enough for me to refine an incomplete Vajra Lord!!"

Yang Feng was walking in the treasure house of the cemetery of the deceased. Suddenly his eyes lit up. He hurriedly stepped forward a few steps and picked up an ore that was the size of a fist and was filled with ore light. His eyes were filled with excitement.

The Devourer and the Lord of the Vulture are the second of the top war weapons of the Xi clan.

The devourer who evolved to the peak can devour any energy, and at the same time has terrifying defense and division ability. The war weapon of the Illusion Lord can easily confuse wise creatures, causing them to fall into the illusion and end up sinking.

If Yang Feng had a top-level Illusion Lord, as long as he had one order, that Illusion Lord could confuse the three great angels of the morning light, let them regard Yang Feng as the Lord of the morning light, and honestly tell all the information.

Whether it is the Devourer or the Vulture Dominator, their core materials are the most precious treasures. Even with the power of the Xi clan back then, it takes about a hundred years of synthetic materials to create a complete body of the Vulture Dominator.

Yang Feng raised his lips slightly, revealing a smile: "Although I can't refine the complete body of the Illusion Lord, I can add the super soul stone, and cooperate with the alchemy of the sorcerer civilization, I can refine a Void Lord that can continuously evolve."

The Super Soul Stone is the most precious strategic material and the top material for making seraphic angels. Yang Feng doesn’t have many Super Soul Stones in his hand.

Not enough, Yang Feng has forty-three seraphs and a large number of saints abandoned by the gods. He can use secret techniques to transform those saints and prayers into soul stones.

In fact, once the kingdom of gods is broken, as long as the kingdom of gods is not pulled into the astral realm, those saints and prayers will be sacrificed and trained by the sorcerers to become soul stones, which is also the greatest benefit of warriors fighting with the gods.

The Soul Stone is a product that will not depreciate no matter which plane it is placed, and is popular in countless extraordinary worlds. Many secret treasures with various incredible abilities and war weapons require the use of the Soul Stone.

Yang Feng continued to hunt for treasures in the cemetery of the Dead. There were indeed many treasures in the cemetery of the Dead, but they were still far from the treasure house of the Great Duke of the Vampire clan. There were few treasures that could make him very moved.

"This is the corpse of a prince-level demon lord, who is worthy of being the sorcerer of the Dead's Cemetery. It seems that they are all the top tomb robbers. This is probably the treasure of the Dead's Cemetery. If I'm not wrong, this treasure is sealed here because no one can control Him!"

Yang Feng came to the deepest part of the cemetery of the deceased, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He saw a single horn growing on his head, with a hideous face, as if he was three meters tall, and his body was engraved with evil curse seals, as if he was sleeping in a transparent crystal coffin. On the coffin, there was still a terrifying king-level power slowly spreading out from the crystal coffin.

The various secret techniques recorded in the Dead Cemetery allow the warlocks of the Dead Cemetery to control various demon corpses. However, after the secret practice, the various demon corpses have also become an alternative extraordinary existence.

Once the corpse of the prince-level abyss demon lord is activated, with the chaotic nature of the abyss demon, the slightly weaker powerful sea power will definitely be killed by the abyss demon lord.

Yang Feng raised his lips slightly, and a smile appeared: "It seems that I am lucky. This corpse will be of great benefit to my next plan."

Inside a palace in the Andercra plane.

Yang Feng casually played with a storage ring loaded with the most precious treasure of the Rage Heart, and asked Yan Pengfei on the side lightly: "Yan Pengfei, do you know what are the origins of those three seraphimens?"

Yan Pengfei said respectfully: "Young Lord, the three great angels are said to be messengers sent by the Eighth Warlock Emperor, Lord of the Dawn."

Yang Feng frowned slightly and said, "The Lord of Morning Light is a human warlock, not a god. There are seraphic angels under His seat. Don't you have any suspicion?"

Yan Pengfei smiled bitterly and said, "Our rage heart is the minister of the Lord of Morning in the Eighth Warlock Dynasty. The Emperor of Morning is absolutely impossible to fake. It is the real Emperor of Morning. We have a special secret method to sense that the Emperor of Morning is a breath of the Lord of Morning. And that breath has not been contaminated for a long time. How can we disobey His command?"

The eight great sorcerer emperors of the human race were intimidating the world and suppressed countless planes. Among those countless planes, the strong men above Yuehua basically knew the reputation of the eight great sorcerer emperors of the human race.

The strength of the Dead Cemetery is considered to be the second only to the ten major sects and eight major families in the Great Cloud Dynasty. However, compared with the eighth sorcerer emperor, the Lord of the Morning Sun, he is an ant that will be crushed to death.

Only strong people at the Holy Spirit Warlock level are qualified to talk to strong people at the Warlock Emperor level. Existences below the Holy Spirit Warlock are all ants for the Warlock Emperor.

Yang Feng said: "What did they find you and ask you to do?"

Yan Pengfei smiled bitterly and looked at Yang Feng deeply: "Resources, they ask us to hand over most of the resources every year to take them away. At the same time, under their protection, we can also expand outward wildly and annex other warlock groups."

Yan Pengfei already knew that Yang Feng, the young master of the Immortal Mountain, was also Yang Feng, who was the peerless genius of the Demon Sect. With his rage, the Dead Graveyard was eyeing against the Demon Sect, and Yang Feng was also eyeing them. In the end, they became Yang Feng's prey.

Yang Feng continued to ask: "What else?"

Yan Pengfei pondered for a while before saying, "The angels are in their own way and do not have too much contact or contact with us. We can not have much information. However, every time they appear, they are led by three seraphs of the Earth Sea level. Twelve seraphs of the Earth Sea level have appeared."

Yang Feng couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes: "Twelve Seraphic angels of the Space Sea level!!"

The Seraph of the angels who held the power of the dawn is undoubtedly one of the strongest seraphs, with almost no restrained power attributes. If you want to kill those seraphs who held the power of the dawn, you must crush them with absolute power head-on.

Although the Seraph of the Zihai-level Seraph of the Zihai-level Seraph of the Zihai-level Seraph of the Zihai-level is also strong and weak, even the weakest Seraph of the Zihai-level Seraph of the virtual world is equivalent to the sorcerer genius who condensed the virtual world in the early stage of the Zihai-level Sea.

If the twelve seraphs attack the Heart of Rage, the cemetery of the Dead can completely crush the Heart of Rage, and directly kill the Cemetery of the Dead. Under that absolute power, coupled with the Emperor of Dawn, the Heart of Rage and the Cemetery of the Dead will be submissive even if they are not convinced.

Yang Feng continued to ask: "What else?"

Yan Pengfei shook his head slightly and said, "No more!"

Yang Feng asked a few more questions, but he did not get any information from Yan Pengfei.

Yang Feng frowned slightly, and a look of worry flashed in his eyes: "Is the Eighth Warlock Emperor the Lord of Morning Light? If it is really Him, then it will be troublesome! Should I hide my name again, change my identity, and hide it?"

Each of the eight great sorcerer emperors is a terrifying existence with extraordinary talent and invincible talent. Even the weaker Lord of Dawn is also a peerless genius who suppressed countless geniuses in the entire Cang plane, a great and invincible sorcerer emperor. If he is alive, even if he is at the weakest time, as long as he locks in Yang Feng's true body and just one finger at will, he can cross thousands of miles and kill Yang Feng at this time.

The seventh level of the Endless Abyss.

A black sun was floating strangely in the void. The earth was dry and cracked everywhere, and a variety of strange-shaped abyss plants grew. The air was filled with a corrosive abyss demonic energy. When an ordinary person breathed a trace of abyss demonic energy, the mild ones would get seriously ill, and the worst was to be poisoned to death.

There seemed to be no creature on the earth, but if you look closely, you can see the abyss monster hiding in the corners and exuding a brutal aura.

Every time, a fight will occur in a corner above the ground, and the loser will be gnawed completely with people and bones.

A demon river in the abyss that is formed by the negative forces of various planes, is as dark as ink and emits a foul smell, flowing quietly.

After a while, a wave of black waves suddenly burst out in the abyss Demon River, rolling towards the shore.

Each time, there will be hundreds or thousands of abyss demon insects about twenty centimeters, all over the body, with twisted faces on their backs and sharp mouths like chrysanthemum petals on their heads.

As soon as those abyss demon insects appeared, they fought and devoured each other.

Many demon children with baby-like faces but with sharp teeth like wild animals rushed over happily, grabbed fat abyss demon insects and stuffed them into their mouths.

"Is this the abyss? What a cruel place!"

Yang Feng, whose soul parasitizes the abyss demon worm, just glanced around, opened his extremely sharp mouthpart and bit it on the abyss demon worm next to him, chewing it in big mouth, swallowing the abyss demon worm.

As soon as he swallowed the abyss demon insect, Yang Feng felt his body expanding in a small circle, adding a little strength.

Without any hesitation, Yang Feng arched his body and bounced it suddenly, and it ejected to another abyss demon insect. He bit off the head of the abyss demon insect and swallowed it up in big mouth.
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