Chapter 310: Abyss Altar!

"Who else looks at me unpleasantly and wants to challenge my position as the commander of the first legion and stand up, today I am in a good mood and just want to move my body, who of you will come?" Zhao Feng smiled coldly, his eyes swept over those abyss demons who were watching the battle and were extremely powerful.

Those abyss demons who were watching the battle were silent one by one, Zhao Feng had already shown the strength to be able to kill a Silver Seventh-level powerhouse, even if they were all strong people who had returned from the Blood Battle Plane, there was no way to kill a Silver Seventh-level powerhouse so simply as Zhao Feng did.

Among these abyss demons, there are also silver seventh-level peak powerhouses who think that their strength is not inferior to Zhao Feng, but those abyss demons are not willing to fight to the death with the powerhouses of the same level for no reason.

If Selivertor hadn't felt that Zhao Feng's true strength was far inferior to him, he would not have taken the initiative to provoke Zhao Feng.

"Hey, Sicilite, how are you?, do you want to sign a magic contract with me for a life-and-death fight, you seem to be a friend of Selivedo, you must be very sad when it dies, don't you come to me to avenge him?" Zhao Feng's gaze finally converged on the body of the tiger-headed abyssal demon, and said coldly.

"Brent Cullent, you are the Captain of the First Demon God Legion personally appointed by His Majesty Mante, and you are above us. Attacking you for no reason is undoubtedly disrespectful to His Majesty Mante. Selivedo and I, however, walked together by chance, and there was no other relationship between us. Sicily said lightly, when people die, the lights go out, and he is also a person who knows how to weigh the pros and cons. There are no friends between the Abyss Demons, and Selivido and him are just mutual exploits, so he naturally won't make a move on a strong man like Zhao Feng for a dead man who has no use value.

Zhao Feng glanced coldly at the many abyss demons, his body flashed, turned into a streamer, and flew towards his palace.

There was nothing good to see, and the rest of the abyssal demons also scattered and flew towards the palace where they were.

The "master" Zhao Feng fell in front of the huge palace, and the four beauties of the Night Elf clan with black skin but quite beautiful appearance knelt in front of Zhao Feng to welcome his return.

The purgatory plane is a prison for the strong, extremely hard, even if the existence of powerful divine power holds an artifact, it cannot tear the plane passage, and it is impossible to obtain any supplies at all. Supplies are naturally scarce.

The abyssal plane is connected to the main plane, and it is extremely simple to get all kinds of materials. Beauty or something, naturally, is not a problem.

Abyssal demons could not leave the Abyss Plane for a long time, because then they would lose the favor of the Abyssal Power and weaken their strength madly. But even in just one day, an abyss demon with the strength of more than three poles of silver can set off a monstrous giant in that main plane, and take away some beauties, materials and something, it is really simple.

In addition, you can also obtain various materials from other planes through sacrifices.

This inferno plane is also where the other three thousand planes are connected.

Among the three thousand planes, there are countless races, many of which are fighting for survival, and in order to win, they will naturally resort to various forces.

The demons of the abyss are to induce each other to send various materials and soul sacrifices to the abyss by giving them power.

After the souls of various races are sacrificed to the abyss, they will be eroded by the power of the abyss and turn into various abyssal creatures. The more powerful the soul, after being eroded and transformed by the power of the abyss, the more powerful the power it gains.

At the same time, the Abyssal Demons can also become more powerful by devouring the souls of other creatures, so the souls of various creatures are the most valuable treasure of those Abyss Demons.

"Get up" Zhao Feng glanced at the four beauties of the Night Elf clan and said coldly.

"Yes, master," the four beauties of the Night Elf clan responded respectfully and stood up.

Zhao Feng glanced at the four beauties of the Night Elf clan and strode towards the palace.

In this palace, there are obviously a lot of beauties, Zhao Feng walked all the way, and those beauties knelt on both sides, not daring to face Zhao Feng.

In this abyss demon palace, the status of women is extremely low, and they are just the playthings of those demons. If those beauties make them uncomfortable in the slightest, they may be torn apart and eaten in large gulps.

To those abyssal demons, humans are just edible objects like pigs and dogs. It is because of this that those abyssal demons are called demons.

Zhao Feng strode all the way forward, strode into the depths of the palace, pushed open a door inscribed with countless mystical runes, and a huge blood-colored altar appeared in front of him.

The huge blood-colored altar is called the Abyss Altar, and it is the altar that communicates the laws of the world. Through this altar, even in the abyss, the demons of the abyss are able to respond to the requests of their followers in the three thousand planes.

After fulfilling the requests of the believers, the Abyssal Demons will be able to receive the corresponding sacrifices.

Each Abyss Demon with the strength of the Silver Triples will build an Abyss Altar to connect with other planes, and in the abyss, they will be able to respond to the requests of believers from other planes.

"Connect in the name of Ordinary Cullent" Zhao Feng chanted a mysterious incantation in his mouth, and put his hand on the abyss altar, and countless abyssal power shot out from the abyss star in his eyebrows and landed on the abyss altar.

Soon, Zhao Feng felt a sense of flesh and blood connecting him to the Abyss Altar.

"Your Majesty the Great Pankurent, I am willing to sacrifice to you the souls of a hundred beautiful virgins who have reached the age of sixteen in exchange for ten years of life"

"Your Majesty the Great Rankurent, I am willing to sacrifice the souls of a thousand people to you, please give me great strength"

"Your Majesty, Great Ordinary Cullent, I would like to dedicate this treasure of the Wood Dragon Fruit to you, and please give me the secret method of cultivating undead magic. ”

Countless petitions from the three thousand planes swept towards Zhao Feng, and without the power of the three poles of silver, the brain would not be able to process such a huge amount of information.

Zhao Feng browsed through the petitions from the three thousand planes, just checking what sacrifices there were.

Unlike the gods, believers of the Abyss Demon must make sacrifices in order to make a petition to the Abyss Demon. If the abyssal demon is not satisfied with the sacrifice, it can be ignored at all.

Those ordinary sacrifices could no longer make Zhao Feng look at them, but suddenly a petition caught his attention.

"Your Majesty, Great Ordinary Cullent, please come to this world and help me destroy the enemy before me. I would like to offer you the fruit of the thunderstorm."

The Thunderstorm Fruit is a very miraculous fruit that grows only in a natural minefield surrounded by thunder and lightning like the Doomsday Thunder Grave.

As long as you eat a Thunderstorm Fruit, even an ordinary person will have the power of thunder and lightning and be transformed into a physique. To the other gods, this thunderstorm fruit was not a good treasure. However, for the gods who cultivated the thunder attribute, this thunder fruit was also a secret treasure that was very useful to them.

"Very good, I accepted your wish for your sacrifice, and I will complete it for you" Zhao Feng's heart moved, and the voice full of majesty teleported to another plane through the abyss altar. He cast a secret method, and the huge power of the abyss condensed into a filament similar to the gray divinity, converging a trace of his power and submerging into the abyss altar.

The red light flickered, and the filaments and power instantly descended into the alien plane along the line of the rules of this world.

In a wooded forest in the middle of the Sarkassi plane, six humans are battling a pack of demon wolves.

The six humans were a shield swordsman with a giant shield, a young magician with a wand, a petite but beautiful priestess, a swordsman with a great sword, a magician with a strange magic book, and a male archer.

Each of these six human beings is not very old, they are all about ten years old, each of them has the cultivation of a sword master and a great magician, and among the human beings, all of them are strong people at the level of genius, and the swordsman with a big sword is handsome and extraordinary, and he has the cultivation of a great swordsman.

The strength of this team is extremely strong. With proper coordination, it will definitely not be a problem to suppress a human barony.

These six outstanding human beings were surrounded by hundreds of fifth-level demon wolves, and in the outermost part of those fifth-level demon wolves, a golden-horned demon wolf with eighth-level strength commanded those demon wolves to release magic one by one in a very orderly manner, bombarding the human team.

In the human team, the petite and beautiful female priest is constantly unleashing one divine magic after another.

Countless cyan rays of light shrouded in front of the shield warrior's huge magic shield, and the huge magic shield was of good quality to block the attacks of those fifth-level demon wolves one by one.

The leader of the great sword warrior swung his great sword and slashed the demon wolves that rushed closer in two. The magician casts his magic, and the archer shoots his bow and arrow, striking the wolves at range.

At first glance, this team is a team that often cooperates with each other and has good strength. However, the demon wolf pack had hundreds of them, and no matter how good their strength was, they would only be devoured by those demon wolves in the end.

"Your Majesty, Great Ordinary Cullent, please come to this world and help me destroy the enemy before me. I am willing to offer you the fruit of the Thunderstorm" Seeing that the huge magic shield in front of the shield warrior was constantly trembling and almost about to collapse, the magician holding the magic book finally decided on one thing, only to see that his mouth was constantly hiding mysterious spells, a little empty, and a huge magical power shrouded in the sky above him.

A strange gate filled with dead silence and cold aura engraved with the skulls of countless living beings appeared in the void.

"This is a demon summoning, Dick, how can you do such necromantic magic, are you a necromancer?" looked at the strange gate suspended in the void, and Vidi, another magician with a wand, was surprised.

Necromancers, no matter what world they are in, are not popular figures. He is a heretic who is hated by God.

"I'm sorry, Vidi I deceived you," Dick chuckled wryly, then looked up at the strange Calling Gate in the sky.

If someone's eyes are attracted by the strange gate in the void, looking at the strange gate full of dead silence and cold aura, everyone will have a sense of fear in their hearts.

The eighth-level golden-horned demon wolf roared, and those demon wolves who were originally unleashing magic in the distance pounced on the small team from all directions.

"Very good, I accepted your wish for your sacrifice, and I will fulfill it for you"

With a loud sound like thunder, the gate that emerged in the void instantly opened, and an extremely powerful aura rolled from the gate to this side.

A human figure stepped out of the gate, glancing down with a majestic gaze. This human being is really a projection of Zhao Feng.

"Human"

"Human, how can it be human?"

"How could it be a human? Could it be that something went wrong with the spell that was summoned? No, it must be a humanoid abyssal demon. The lowest level of the Abyss Demon" Dick looked at Zhao Feng in disbelief, and roared with despair in his heart.

Most of the abyssal demons are beast-like, and the abyssal demons in human form are all the lowest-level abyssal creatures, and they are ordinary human souls that have been eroded by the power of the abyss. Few have become powerful beings above the three poles of silver.

"It's over, it's over, we're all going to die here" Magician Vidi looked at the sky, Zhao Feng's projection, and there was also a sense of despair. He is also a person with a lot of knowledge of magic, so he naturally knows the weakness of the Abyss Demon in human form.

The power of the projection is closely related to the strength of the master, a human form abyss demon may be comparable to a demigod in the abyss, but his projection is only about level eight strength at most, and it can't solve the current dilemma at all.

"Demon wolf, adventurer. It's really a little nostalgic" Zhao Feng looked at the adventurers below who were surrounded by wolves, sighed in his heart, and pressed the void with one hand.

An extremely powerful force appeared out of thin air and landed on top of the hundreds of demon wolves.

The next moment, the hundreds of demon wolves burst out one after another, turning into a blood-colored torrent and falling into Zhao Feng's hands, forming a blood essence.

"So strong"

"It's terrifying, this is definitely the superior demon among the superior demons"

"Dick, you seem to have summoned an amazing being."

The adventurers below all looked at each other and whispered about each other, shocked by the strength shown by Zhao Feng. Killing hundreds of fifth-level demon wolves so lightly without harming them, this kind of power has far surpassed ordinary Sacred Domain powerhouses.

The eighth-level golden-horned demon wolf saw that the situation was not good, so he fled towards the forest.

"Death" Zhao Feng's eyes were cold, as if he was a god overlooking this world, and drank lightly.

The eighth-level golden-horned demon wolf was instantly and strangely shocked by the sound wave and exploded to death, and an eighth-level demonic beast crystal nucleus flew into Zhao Feng's hands.