"The Power of a Thousand Elephants!"

Feeling the surging true qi in his body, as well as the divine images hidden in the particles, Yang Feng's face showed an excited smile, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he was full of confidence in the future.

"It's time to let go and get started!"

Yang Feng, who has the power of a thousand elephants and has skyrocketed in strength, and can face the martial artists of the Mana Realm head-on, his confidence has increased greatly, and he whispered to himself with a smile on his face.

After muttering to himself, Yang Feng returned to Yangjiabao, issued an order to return to the scattered city guard squadrons, and then came to the barracks to personally observe the training of the 10,000 youth guards, and increased the resource supply of the youth guards at one time to accelerate the growth of the youth guards.

When all the 10,000 city guards returned to Houyangjiabao, Yang Feng issued high-grade vitality pills to the city guards at the peak of the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow, helping them to be promoted to innate martial artists, making the number of innate martial artists in Yangjiabao exceed 10,000, and his power increased greatly.

At the same time, in view of the fact that the population of Yangjiabao had skyrocketed to five million, and most of them were strong men and women, Yang Feng ordered the city guard army to expand by a hundred times, and form a million-scale city guard corps with the innate warriors of the city guard army as the backbone.

The City Guard Corps takes the squad as the basic unit, a squad of 100 people, a congenital warrior as the squad leader, a squadron of 1,000 people, a squadron of 1,000 people, a brigade of 10,000 people, a squadron of 100,000 people, a regiment of 100,000 people, a regiment of 100,000 people, a regiment of 1 million people, and 10 wings.

In order to control the City Guard Legion well and ensure the loyalty of the City Guard Legion, Yang Feng personally served as the commander of the City Guard Legion, and Liu Wei and other more than 100 innate martial artists whose souls were controlled by Yang Feng served as ten wing captains and one hundred captain positions, while other innate martial artists could only serve as squadron leaders and squad leaders.

After forming a million-scale city guard corps, Yangjiabao immediately fell into silence, while carrying out arduous training, running in the cooperation between the members of the legion, and improving the comprehensive combat effectiveness of the legion, while waiting for the development of the situation.

And after the demon army lost a mana realm powerhouse, it fell into silence, ignoring Yangjiabao, but only increased the intensity of the attack on Quicksand City, so that Quicksand City fell into danger several times, and was almost broken by the demon army.

Time flies by like flowing water, and in the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

Thundered! Thundered! Thundered!

A violent roar came from a mountain hundreds of miles away from Yangjiabao, resounding for thousands of miles nearby.

"What happened?"

Hearing the violent roar, Yang Feng, who was cultivating in the cultivation room, woke up from his cultivation state, quickly got up and left the cultivation room, rose into the air, and looked towards the source of the sound.

I only saw countless colorful glows, coming from the mountains hundreds of miles away, and the phantom shadows of treasures appeared in the sky, a scene of treasures about to be born.

"Colorful glow, treasures are born, you must not miss it!"

Looking at the colorful glow hundreds of miles away, Yang Feng simply explained to Liu Wei, Meng Lang, Cheng Xiaoyan and others, and then his body moved, turned into an afterimage, and galloped straight towards the place where the colorful glow was.

When Yang Feng arrived at the place where the colorful glow was, there were already hundreds of innate martial artists and demon congenital gathered on one side to confront each other, and Yang Feng flew into the camp where the innate martial artist was located without hesitation and confronted the demon powerhouse.

Thundered! Thundered! Thundered!

A violent roar continued to come from the depths of the mountain, thousands of meters high suddenly cracked, countless boulders splashed, a majestic palace, flying out from the depths of the mountain, floating in the air, not moving.

The palace is about 1,000 zhang high, made of white and flawless jade, exquisite and gorgeous, exuding a faint luminous light, and is surrounded by a layer of condensed golden light, suspended in the sky about 3,000 zhang high.

"Heavenly Palace Ruins!"

A silver-haired old man shouted with surprise on his face, his eyes full of excitement.

"The ruins of the Heavenly Palace?"

Hearing the shouts of the silver-haired old man, a look of doubt flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, and then he raised his ears and listened quietly.

"What are the ruins of the Heavenly Palace?"

An innate martial artist wearing a black tight-fitting combat suit and holding a sharp long sword looked at the silver-haired old man with a curious look on his face and asked.

"The ruins of the Heavenly Palace are the palaces where the ancient powerful warriors lived, and there are martial arts inheritance, spiritual herbs and elixirs that are rare in the outside world, powerful rune weapons, and technology that surpasses the empire、、、、

The ruins of the Heavenly Palace are usually hidden in the dimensional space, and every few hundred years, they will appear, and if they stay in the space for three days, nearby warriors can enter it and find their own opportunities.

Many strong people on the road have entered the ruins of the Heavenly Palace, or obtained the inheritance of martial arts in the ruins of the Heavenly Palace, or obtained powerful rune weapons in the ruins of the Heavenly Palace, or obtained the spiritual herb elixir in the ruins of the Heavenly Palace, laying a solid foundation for future martial arts cultivation! ”

The silver-haired old man saw that everyone's eyes were on him, hesitated for a moment, and then opened his mouth to introduce.

"Is there any danger in the ruins of the Heavenly Palace?" An innate martial artist asked.

"Of course there's danger! According to ancient records, most of the warriors who entered the ruins of the Heavenly Palace died tragically in the ruins of the Heavenly Palace, and only a small number of people were able to or come out! The silver-haired old man said with a solemn look on his face.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

As the silver-haired old man spoke, figures galloped from afar, surrounding Yang Feng and the others.

"Demons!"

Looking at the demon powerhouse who surrounded him and the others, Yang Feng's face changed slightly, and the true qi in his body surged, ready to kill a passage at any time.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

The demon masters who surrounded Yang Feng and the other human warriors didn't have time to make a move, but they saw a human martial artist galloping from afar, surround the demon masters.

"City Lord Zhao, do you want to fight to the death with our demon clan here?"

Locke, the leader of the demon clan, came out of the crowd, looked at the human warriors led by him, and said with a calm face, a monstrous demonic qi poured out from his body, and a powerful coercion swept towards the surroundings, causing the surrounding innate martial artists to increase their pressure, and they had to agitate the true qi in their bodies to resist the powerful coercion exuded by Locke.

"Locke, the ruins of the Heavenly Palace are an opportunity left to us humans, you demons had better not interfere!"

Zhao Kun, the city lord of Quicksand City, came out of the crowd, looked at Locke with a calm face and said, a powerful coercion emanated from his body, so that the demon powerhouse behind Locke had to agitate the demonic energy in his body to resist the coercion emanating from his body.

"City Lord Zhao, those who are destined for treasures know about it! Since we have encountered the ruins of the Heavenly Palace, this ruins of the Heavenly Palace is the fate of our demon race, if you don't want to die here, it is best to take people out of here immediately, otherwise, our demon clan does not mind killing all your human warriors here! ”

A cold murderous intent flashed in Locke's eyes, and he said in a cold tone.

As soon as Locke's voice fell, more than ten demon powerhouses behind him released their own momentum, and more than ten mana realm powerhouses crushed towards the human warriors.

"Humph! This is the territory of our human race, and you demons can't go wild! ”

Feeling the coercion of more than ten mana realm powerhouses coming from behind Locke, a solemn look flashed in Zhao Kun's eyes, and he said in a cold tone.

As he spoke, the coercion of the mana realm martial artists emanated from the bodies of more than a dozen martial artists behind Zhao Kun and crushed towards the body of the demon powerhouse.

"City Lord Zhao, do you really want to fight our demons here? As far as I know, the ruins of the Heavenly Palace will only stay in this space for three days, and after three days, they will automatically escape into the dimensional space, why don't we make a temporary truce, wait until the exploration of the ruins of the Heavenly Palace is over, and then start the war again? ”

Feeling the coercion of more than ten mana realm martial artists coming from behind Zhao Kun, Locke's brows furrowed slightly, knowing that his group could not take advantage and could not win in a short period of time, so he took a step back.

"Okay, let's truce for three days!" Zhao Kun said without the slightest hesitation.

Zhao Kun was not sure of victory, and after he didn't want to miss the opportunity of the Heavenly Palace Ruins, he nodded and said, and asked the human warriors to get out of the way and let the demon powerhouses leave.

Seeing Zhao Kun's movements, Locke smiled slightly, and then took the demon powerhouse to leave the encirclement of the human warriors, and suspended on the side of the Tiangong ruins, waiting for the opening of the Tiangong ruins.