Chapter 1111 Today, gods come to destroy gods, and demons come to kill demons!
However, the three saints are more curious about who is the saint who dares to offend this evil star.
Ye Feng's name has long been spread among the saints, and everyone knows that there is a saint king standing behind him.
Now, if this mysterious saint suddenly takes action, isn't he afraid that the Saint King will take action?
"roar!!!"
With a low roar, Ye Feng turned his right hand and stabbed towards his chest.
When his fingers passed through his ribs, it was as if he had traveled through multiple worlds. The empty chest actually glowed with curls of blood.
"puff!!!"
With a sudden tug, a cloud of colorful essence and blood spattered out.
"Supernatural power, sleepy!!!"
"Buzz!!!"
The overflowing ripples suddenly stopped.
Taking advantage of this moment, Ye Feng shouted in his heart, "Guide, summon a saint for me!"
"bite!"
"The host consumes 100 million zombie points and summons the Taiyin God General!"
“Buzz!!!!”
The magical power was so weak that it only restrained one thousandth of the breath of the saint.
But, this is enough.
Taiyin Saint appeared silently, his whole person was hazy, one hand stretched out and disappeared into the void.
At the same time, the endless chain of laws is like a stormy sea, covering the entire galaxy.
"He summoned another strange saint?"
"Damn it, what kind of power is behind this kid? This is already the fourth saint!"
Each of the three saints stared at the sudden appearance of Taiyin God General with lightning-like eyes. They could not tell at all how this saint came to this place.
"snort!"
A cold snort sounded from the void interlayer, like the sound of the great avenue, tearing apart the chain of four laws.
"The pinnacle saint?"
"Is this already a half-step emperor?"
Ye Feng circulates his essence and blood crazily, and his flesh and blood continue to grow.
After three breaths, Ye Feng's face turned pale, and a look of madness appeared in his eyes, "Since you want to die, I will satisfy you!"
Originally, Ye Feng needed to store 2 billion zombie points in order to resurrect the ruthless emperor's brother, but after summoning the Taiyin General, the zombie points were already less than 2 billion.
In this case, Ye Feng didn't care.
"The big deal is, wait until I merge with the Heart of the Ultimate Dao, loot the second largest star field, and collect two billion zombie points."
"Guide, summon the Saint King to me!!!"
"bite!"
"The host consumes 300 million zombie points to summon the saint Wang Cangdi. The summoning time limit is ten minutes!"
Emperor Cang?
Ye Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he thought to himself, "Could it be that he is Cang Emperor among the three Cang Hongyu in "Perfect World"?"
"boom!!!"
The sky is falling!
In a daze, the faces of the three saints changed drastically, and their eyes were filled with horror as they looked at the figure appearing behind Ye Feng.
"ah!!!"
The moment I saw that figure.
The three saints suddenly screamed, their eyes exploded, and the blood of the saints sprayed out.
Cang Emperor was dressed in a black dragon robe, his eyes were vast and boundless, like a world, pulling the power of the rolling road with every breath.
Ye Feng's heart trembled, he gritted his teeth and roared ferociously, "Today, gods come to kill gods, and demons come to kill demons!!!"
Even though Emperor Cang was summoned by the system, he still had a creepy feeling.
Cang Emperor's methods can no longer be described as ruthless and ruthless. He once created a foreign land, and later sacrificed all the creatures in the foreign land in order to break through the quasi-emperor realm.
"Saint, Saint King?"
The void cracked, and a vague figure emerged, its neck seemed to be pinched by invisible hands.
In front of the Saint King, this mysterious Saint is really no more than an ant on a wall.
Emperor Cang looked at the mysterious saint with cold eyes, neither happy nor sad. He slowly raised his right hand and flexed his fingers...
"etc!"
Upon hearing Ye Feng's stop, Emperor Cang stopped his right hand in mid-air, but did not look at Ye Feng.
"I want to know his true identity!"
Ye Feng's eyes were filled with cold murderous intent, "I want to destroy all nine of his tribes!"
Meeting Ye Feng's cold gaze, the mysterious saint felt a chill in his heart.
"Bang!!!"
Cang Emperor flicked his curved hand, and the mysterious saint's head burst into pieces like a watermelon hit by a heavy hammer.
"Um?"
Emperor Cang changed his face for the first time and raised his eyebrows, "Is the Saint King using his methods?"
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and Emperor Cang raised his hands. His skin was fair and clinging to the terrifying power of Tao.
"reverse!!!"
"Buzz!!!"
Just like going back in time, the mysterious saint's cracked head slowly healed.
Ye Feng squinted his eyes and naturally heard Cang Emperor's murmur clearly. This mysterious saint had a prohibition imposed by the Saint King in his mind, and his background was unfathomable.
In the entire interstellar battlefield and the twelve star regions, there are only a handful of saint kings.
"Bang!!!"
Before the mysterious saint could react, his head cracked again.
“Interesting, very interesting!”
The smile on Emperor Cang's face became brighter and brighter, but it gave people an extremely cold feeling.
"Buzz!!!"
Time went back again, and the cracked head of the god, devil, and saint healed again.
"Boom!!!"
This time, Emperor Cang stepped forward in the void and landed next to the mysterious saint. He pressed his Heavenly Spirit Cap with one hand and slowly closed his eyes.
“Stab la la!!!”
Each mysterious symbol is the condensation of the power of Tao, covering the mysterious saint's body, like an electric current.
In Ye Feng's expectant eyes, the mysterious saint suddenly disappeared into ashes.
"The Feathered Clan!" Emperor Cang opened and closed his lips.
Feathered clan?
There was a cold light in Ye Feng's eyes, and he said word by word, "Is this the seventh-ranked Yuhua tribe in the interstellar race rankings?"
With his fists clenched, Ye Feng turned around and slowly walked towards the Heart of Jida suspended in the void. His voice was cold and cold, "You can still exist for seven minutes. Then, kill me. Kill all the Feathered Races. I will make them pay."
cost!!!"
"Can!"
Listening to Ye Feng's murderous words, Emperor Cang laughed silently, turned around, and disappeared into the Guiyi Galaxy.
At the edge of the Guiyi Galaxy, the faces of the three saints were pale, and their eye sockets were extremely empty.
"Another Saint King, but behind him there are actually two Saint Kings!"
"What kind of force is standing behind him? In such a huge interstellar battlefield, what force has two saint kings?"
"This is not in line with the rules of heaven. The Saint King is the condensed destiny of an era. If two Saint Kings appear in a sect, there will definitely be a world-shattering disaster."
Ye Feng ignored the three frightened saints and grabbed the Heart of the Supreme Being. His eyes were full of madness. He slowly raised his head and looked at the increasingly smaller furnace in the distance.
"When I merge with the heart of the extreme, I will come and subjugate your sword of the extreme."
…
At the same time, the second star field emerged into the abyss.
The Feathered Abyss is not one galaxy, but dozens of galaxies connected together. It looks like an abyss. In addition, this place is the trump card of the seventh interstellar race, the Feathered Race, so it is called this.
There is no doubt about the power of the Yuhua tribe. Not only do they have six saints, but they also have an eternal saint king.
"boom!!!"
Abruptly!
Countless creatures living in dozens of galaxies were all shocked. A fear coming from the depths of their souls made them crawl to the ground and tremble.
