Qinghe Ziwei bowed to Yang Feng and handed a stack of books to Yang Feng: "Master Demon Ancestor, the Dao of Dew has surrendered to my Ten Thousand Demon Palace. This is the ancient classics they collected."

The Destroyed Love Dao is also one of the seven sects of the Demonic Dao, and has a master of the great master. However, the Ten Flowers in the Wanhua Palace are all first-class beauties, and their soul qualifications are above level six. They are all used by Yang Feng to become masters of the great masters.

The Mising Qing Dao only has a master of the great master level. Facing the attack of more than ten great masters, there is no chance of winning.

Yang Feng took the stack of ancient books, flipped around casually, glanced at ten lines, and glanced at them, and all the information in that page was easily recognized and absorbed by him.

The computing power of the Zhouhai Dahun is far greater than the Xi clan's fourth-level intelligent optical brain, and the computing power of the supercomputer on the earth is simply not comparable to that of the Zhouhai Dahun.

Qinghe Ziwei looked at Yang Feng, and her beautiful eyes were filled with complexity: "The longer you get along, the more you can feel his strength and terror. Are those ancient myths and legends true?"

The disciples of Wanhua Palace are all beauties, and they are closest to Yang Feng. Each of the ten flowers of Wanhua Palace is Yang Feng's personal maid and favorite concubine. When they are closest to Yang Feng, they can feel the unfathomable and terrifying aspects of Yang Feng.

Yang Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he pinched a golden page from the path of destroying love, glanced at it, and slowly said: "The Secret Method of True Dragon's Heaven-Suppressing the Sky!"

Qinghe Ziwei said: "The secret method of True Dragon's Heaven-Suppressing Heaven is in myths and legends. The supreme magic skill practiced by the Dragon Emperor. In that myth, the three powerful people of Dragon Emperor, Demon Lord, and Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing Heaven-Suppressing

Qian Jieyu tactfully reminded him: "But these three magical skills are only infinitely powerful in legends. From ancient times to the present, no one has cultivated these three magical skills."

Zhang Qian smiled and said, "That's right, those who practice these three magical skills either exploded and died or became disabled. Over time, no one will practice these three magical skills again."

Yang Feng smiled slightly and said, "Of course, no one can succeed in practicing. These three magical skills are indeed first-class and powerful secret techniques, and at least they are peerless secret techniques of the Warlock King level. This secret technique requires so many resources, you can imagine. In this world, there is not even a magic stone, and it is tantamount to practicing such a secret technique is tantamount to dreams."

"And those who have passed these secret techniques have no good intentions at all. If someone can practice these secret techniques to the first-level sorcerer, that is, the innate realm, their souls will be broken, and their soul power will become the resource for the terrifying existence of these three secret techniques."

Yang Feng was born in the War Demon Sect, and he collected countless secret techniques, and even mastered several imperial-level secret techniques. The three secret techniques were secret techniques of the Warlock King level. For Qinghe Ziwei and the others, that secret technique was as unsolvable as a heavenly book, but he could see through the essence of the three secret techniques at a glance.

"Warlock, what is that?"

"He is indeed not a person from our world!"

"Are you outsiders?"

The three beauties such as Qinghe Ziwei all had doubts in their hearts, but they wisely regarded Yang Feng's words as if they had not heard them, and had no intention of asking questions at all.

Yang Feng had no intention of concealing it at all. In this small world, except for the Dragon Emperor, Demon Lord, and Heavenly Lord who had unknown strength and even unknown whether they were still alive, the rest of the people, even if the whole world came to deal with him, they could not hurt him at all.

Yang Feng chuckled and said, "The Great Zhou Empire worships the Heavenly Lord, the Golden Tent Royal Court in the Desert worships the Demon Lord, and the Sea Dragon Empire worships the Dragon Emperor. It seems that these three empires are their tentacles that control the world. Interestingly, let me cut off their tentacles and see how they react."

Yang Feng said: "Tell me the order that the power of the Wanmo Palace will turn from dark to light, and raise an army to attack Zhou! Ziwei, you immediately organize an army, and the number of people must be about one thousand. Jieyu, Qian'er, you follow me to subdue the army in Weizhou."

The three girls of Ziwei responded respectfully: "Yes! Lord Demon Ancestor!"

The military camp stationed by the Weizhou Army.

Suddenly, a soldier who was patrolling suddenly pointed outside and curiously said, "What is that?"

Looking into the distance, sixteen beautiful young swordsmen in white clothes walked towards this side, carrying an extremely luxurious golden chariot.

On the golden chariot, there were three people sitting, including Yang Feng, Qian Jieyu and Zhang Qian.

"Master Demon Ancestor, his magical power is invincible. He commands the world, no one dares not to obey!"

"Master Demon Ancestor, who has achieved literary and military virtues, will unify the world for thousands of years."

“…”

More than 30 Black Moon Guards beat drums and flattered them, and two hundred martial arts masters who were conquered by the Ten Thousand Demon Palace followed behind, like a group of mobs.

If those martial arts masters are one-on-one, each of them can kill more than five soldiers. But if two hundred elite soldiers join forces, they can kill all the martial arts masters like killing chickens.

"I am the Demon Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace. Today I will come to subdue your Weizhou army. Those who obey me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish! If you don't come out quickly, surrender to the ancestor!"

Yang Feng sat on the golden chariot, his voice was plain. With his fingers bounced, a stone flew out like a super electromagnetic cannon, instantly slamming the entrance of the Weizhou Army Camp, and directly smashed the entrance of the Weizhou Army Camp like a bomb.

"So strong! So strong!!"

"If it's not humans, how can humans do this?"

"What a monster, Demon Ancestor, what a terrible monster!"

"In the legend, even the masters of the Grand Master cannot stop him from having a random attack. It seems that this is true."

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The masters of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace were filled with shock when they saw this scene. Those masters who had just joined the Ten Thousand Demon Palace had never seen Yang Feng take action. Now when they saw Yang Feng take action, they had no thoughts in their hearts.

The Weizhou army was attacked and the military camp was suddenly in chaos.

Yang Feng also sat on the luxurious chariot for a while, without any intention of taking the opportunity to attack the Weizhou army.

Not long after, a large army of horses and stairs with a population of about 20,000 came out of the barracks.

"You are the demon ancestor who is pretending to be a god? He is so brave. He dares to come to our Weizhou army to act wildly. He is so tired of living."

Under the guarding of dozens of generals, a general wearing bright light armor, riding a black horse, burly and exuding a domineering aura, holding a war halberd in his hand, pointed at Yang Feng and shouted loudly.

Yang Feng bounced his fingers, and a stone hit the general's head like a meteor, smashing the general's head. Then, as if he had life, he rotated and blasted the other general's heads, smashing the other general's heads one by one, and finally fell in front of the last general.

The general shouted, and was so scared that he fell to the ground from his horse. He looked at the corpses around his body with a look of fear, making waves of dry retching sounds.

Qian Jieyu glanced at the general with some sympathy, and his heart was filled with shock: "So strong! This demon ancestor is so powerful, it is so powerful that it is desperate."

Even if that master of the great master faces the siege of thousands of troops, he will only die if he doesn't escape. But Yang Feng sat on the chariot, holding Qian Jieyu with one hand, and killing dozens of generals with a blink of an eye. It's simply horrifying.

Yang Feng glanced at the general and said lightly: "Subdue or die!"

The general knelt down and begged for mercy loudly, "Surrender, I, Liu Sandao, are willing to surrender, and are willing to serve the ancestor!!"

A burly man glanced at Liu Sandao with contempt and shouted loudly: "Liu Sandao, you coward! Brothers, come with me to avenge the general!!"

"kill!"

"Avenge the general!"

“…”

An iron cavalry exuding a strong and iron-blooded aura rushed out of the army, and with an extremely fierce murderous aura, it directly charged towards Yang Feng.

"cavalry!"

"It's the black cavalry of Weizhou!!"

“…”

When the martial arts masters saw the two thousand iron cavalry, their faces changed drastically, and a look of fear flashed in their eyes. The cavalry were the nemesis of martial arts masters. Once they were surrounded and killed by the two thousand iron cavalry, the martial arts masters would easily be trampled into flesh paste.

Yang Feng bounced his fingers and a stone shot into the two thousand iron cavalry very strangely, bringing a blood mist.

Almost in one breath, the two thousand iron cavalry were so strange that they penetrated completely beyond the stone, turning into corpses, sank to the ground, and no one survived.

When! When! When! When! When!

When the soldiers of the Weizhou Army saw that the two thousand iron cavalry were crushed to death like ants, they all looked pale and trembled, and the weapons in their hands fell to the ground one by one.

"surrender!"

"I surrender!"

“…”

As soon as the Weizhou army surrendered, the entire Weizhou fell into Yang Feng's hands.

As soon as Yang Feng took control of Weizhou, he directly announced the world, ascended the throne and became emperor, and the country was named Chu, and the Great Chu Empire was suddenly born. Many officials in Weizhou and countless martial arts masters in the Ten Thousand Demon Palace directly took office in the Great Chu Empire and became officials of the Great Chu Empire.

The world was shocked, and the Great Zhou Empire immediately dispatched 100,000 troops, allowing the empire's famous general Honghu Hoyanhao to command the 100,000 troops to launch an attack on Weizhou.

In the camp of the Great Zhou Empire in Qizhou, Hoyanhao and many generals of the anti-rebellion army gathered.

Huyanhao looked around and said in a deep voice: "Who is this Demon Ancestor? Does anyone know his origin?"
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