Emperor's Palace.

The land of the inner sanctum of the Emperor of the Desert.

The inner hall is not only the place of the palace, but also the place of many buildings and pavilions, and the flower pavilion garden.

In a flower pavilion.

In these seasons, flowers bloom all over the field, and the Emperor's Palace, although it was included in the realm by Dao Aoki early, has never been abandoned in the slightest.

In the Imperial Palace, tens of thousands of people keep it clean all year round.

Yan Feng sat on the stone bench in the center of the flower pavilion, and beside him, it was indifference.

As a shadow guard, he is naturally a thoughtful protector of the Desolate Emperor.

At this moment, a man entered the courtyard.

Michi-Aoki.

Dao Aoki's face was a little hurried at the moment, he naturally saw that something was wrong with Yan Feng before, but he didn't know what happened to Yan Feng.

"See Emperor Zun. ”

After Dao Aoki came in, he saluted first, after all, Yan Feng was already on the throne at the moment, and there was a difference between dignity and inferiority, and he must not be rude without permission.

"No need to salute. ”

Yan Feng's voice was a little weak.

The purple scar on his chest suddenly attacked, and all his strength seemed to be drained!

After that, Yan Feng told Dao Aoki about the things about the sealed land one by one.

And Michi Aoki... After learning about these things, there was an uncontrollable look of horror on his face!

He never thought that the desolate emperor back then did not kill these alien races, but... Seal them one by one.

After saying this, Yan Feng took a deep breath and looked at Dao Aoki.

"I have obeyed my previous orders. ”

Dao Aoki nodded: "About thirteen million of the Black Horn Clan have been captured alive and are being held in the prison realm. ”

The prison realm is a place of interface in the Emperor's Palace.

This interface is specially designed to imprison annoying people.

Yan Feng nodded: "Take me there." ”

Then it's time to get up.

Although Dao Aoki didn't know why Yan Feng wanted to capture these Black Horn people alive.

But he didn't ask much, but according to Yan Feng's order, he asked all the fleeing Blackhorn people to be captured alive.

Dao Aoki's hand was a little in front of him, and suddenly a void crack appeared, this void crack, leading to the place... It's the prison realm of the Emperor's Palace!

Yan Feng's face was still a little pale, looking at the void crack that appeared, there was a cold color in his eyes.

He wants to capture these Blackhorn people alive, so he naturally has his own plans!

Boost your cultivation!

I was worried that there was no way to improve my cultivation, so these Black Horn people sent it to the door!

There are more than 10 million people of the Black Horn Clan, and the lowest cultivation among them is also a Heavenly Saint...

If these people are completely devoured, Yan Feng believes... His own cultivation will definitely be able to reach the peak of immortality!

"Boy. ”

Just as Yan Feng was about to step into this prison realm, the voice of the old man of the sword spirit sounded in his heart.

Yan Feng's footsteps stagnated slightly.

He wanted to hear what this old man of the sword spirit wanted to say.

"There is one thing I want to remind you first, if you reach the peak of immortality, go to other places, and become the so-called demon slayer, the world in your chest will be abnormal. ”

Hearing the words of the old man of the sword spirit, Yan Feng's eyebrows condensed slightly...

This old man, what is that purple-red mark on his chest?!

Otherwise, how could he have said such a thing!

After a pause of two breaths, Yan Feng did not continue, and stepped directly into this void crack.

At the same time, indifference followed.

Those Black Horn people, although they were arrested and sent to the prison realm, there are still many powerful existences among them.

Nature... It is impossible for Yan Feng to face these beings alone.

And the indifference follows in, which is naturally different.

Dao Aoki, looking at the closed prison realm, he didn't follow in, there is indifference, it is enough.

At this moment, Dao Aoki's eyebrows are furrowed...

There was still the previous surprise on his face, he never thought that things would be like this.

And no wonder... The Black Horn King will suddenly appear!

A land of many seals!

The Emperor of the Waste... Why so!

The existence that can be killed is to be sealed, and it has survived to this day!

Could it really be that it's just to temper the strict wind?!

The figure dissipated in place.

Now that the matter has happened, naturally he can't sit still, and Dao Aoki needs to make arrangements for it.

As Yan Feng said to him before.

No one can say for sure if a new alien race will suddenly appear tomorrow.

And... There is one more thing, Yan Feng did not say it to Dao Aoki.

It's the one who is secretly manipulating this big game!

The old man who entered the sword spirit said that the Black Horn King was originally sealed in the Chaos Extreme North, and under normal circumstances, it was absolutely impossible for him to appear here.

But he... And so it appeared.

The only thing is that someone secretly changed the void where the Black Horn King was sealed to the Emperor's Palace.

Able to do this...

In the Prison Realm!

Endless darkness, those Black Horn Clans, all roared, they finally came out of the seal, and in less than a stick of incense, the leader was killed, and he was locked in a locked prison.

At this moment, Yan Feng appeared, and these Black Horn Clans rushed towards Yan Feng one after another!

But... These Black Horn Clan, no matter how geometrically cultivated.

Even if it is the existence of the Desolate Eight Realm, it is not even the slightest close to the strict wind.

In the land of a hundred zhang square of the severe wind, there was a strong bloody aura, which turned into a wall, blocking these Black Horn Clans from the outside.

Yan Feng swept over these Black Horn Clans in his eyes.

In his heart, he was also thinking about that question...

The one who secretly changed the sealed place where the Black Horn Clan was located to the Emperor's Palace.

Who the hell is it!

Someone who can have this kind of strength!

I'm afraid that in this chaos, there is only one person... A beast, to be exact!

Chaos Beast!

But... The old man of the sword spirit said to Yan Feng before.

The Chaos Beast, because it inherited the power of the Lord of Chaos to control the chaos in which it operated, was naturally powerful.

However, it retains its beastly nature, and it does not have any high spiritual intelligence, and it is not even as high as the wisdom of ordinary spirit beasts.

This is also a necessary condition for the existence of the Chaos Beast, if the spiritual intelligence is too high, and the power of chaos is controlled, what if one day kills the master.

Because of its low intelligence, the Chaos Beast would never be able to do such a thing.

So... After this Chaos Beast, I'm afraid there are still people here!

It's just that there is no way to know who this person is secretly manipulating!

At all costs... Yan Feng can't even guess now!

With these Black Horn Clans reflected in his eyes, Yan Feng temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart.

At all costs... It doesn't matter who is secretly manipulating.

One day, I will set off this chaotic sky, take away the source of the long river, and gather Xue'er.

And now to do...

Yan Feng looked at these Black Horn Clans who were constantly roaring outside of the bloody aura.

Raising cultivation to the pinnacle of immortality is the most important thing!

Turn into a demon and plunder the source of chaos!

[I went to the hospital today, I just went home not long ago, and I was tired at the thought of surgery, and the first time I arrived. 】

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