With a wave of Zhao Feng's hand, a cyan light fell on the golden ball of oath, leaving an imprint on that Jerod's soul.

"Rose is willing to swear with her soul that during His Majesty Zhao Feng's lifetime, she will always be His Majesty Zhao Feng's most loyal subordinate. If I violate this oath, I will let my soul be burned and disappear into this world forever!" Zhao Feng's eyes swept and fell on the face of Rose, the goddess of the night spider, Rose smiled charmingly, Ying Ying stepped forward, knelt down on one knee in front of him, and initiated a soul oath.

A golden ball of soul oath flew out from Rose's eyebrows, and with a wave of Zhao Feng's hand, the blue light flashed, and it also left a mark on her soul.

Seeing this, the gods of the evil god system stepped forward one by one and knelt down in front of Zhao Feng and issued a soul oath. They are all creatures that have lived for more than a thousand years and know the preciousness of life. Although they are inviolable to mortals, they are willing to remain humble in the face of beings who are more powerful than them.

Soon, the gods of the evil god system swore soul oaths one by one, swearing allegiance to Zhao Feng.

After subduing the evil gods, Zhao Feng strode towards the Hanging Island Temple.

In the temple of the Hanging Island, there are endless magic traps, and at the same time, there are countless attacks by the law of death. The god of death, Orenthea, has set countless traps in the temple of the Hanging Island, and even the strong people of the silver seventh level will fall if they enter.

However, all of this did not work for Zhao Feng, and with the soul memory of the god of death, Orenthea, he easily avoided countless traps and came to the deepest part of the Hanging Island Temple.

In the deepest part of the temple of the Hanging Island, a wall of skulls, a sea of blood, corpses, and bones of various races engraved with countless magical patterns stood silently, and time could not leave any traces on its body, and the strange wall had countless cracks inscribed on it, and in the center, there was a huge round hole, as if it was a ruined wall that had been left after a huge blow.

Zhao Feng stepped into this temple and looked at the wall, his eyes flashed with a trace of solemnity.

From the soul memory of the god of death, Orensea, Zhao Feng learned that the seemingly broken wall in front of him was actually a strange treasure.

It was this strange treasure that the god of death, Orensaiah, obtained this strange treasure, and after comprehending the law of death from it, after ten thousand years of cultivation, he cultivated to the place where his powerful divine power was. He had been trying to repair this strange treasure, and it had taken countless divine powers to restore the wall even a cent.

And although this wall contains countless of the most mysterious and mysterious laws of death, it cannot be used against the enemy. Orenseia had kept a treasure in the deepest part of his kingdom.

Zhao Feng looked at the broken wall, unable to detect anything unusual, if he hadn't learned from the soul memory of the god of death, Orenthea, that it was a strange treasure, he would only regard this wall as an ordinary wall.

Looking at the wall, Zhao Feng used his strength, his eyes stared, and a golden divine light flashed in his eyes and fell on that wall.

Almost instantly, Zhao Feng's spirit was absorbed into a mysterious and mysterious place.

In that place, there are countless powerful beings fighting, the nine-headed divine dragon that is thousands of miles long, the giant as big as the stars, the dragon of the Stygian Sea that drives the sea of stygian water that can make the supreme divine power decay like an ocean, and the seraph angel with ten pairs of wings surrounded by countless holy lights, all kinds of powerful beings are fighting wildly in the sky.

All kinds of powerful forces were intertwined, and the entire sky was torn apart by countless spatial cracks, and a powerful existence corpse fell from the sky.

Above the ground, the bones of various races have been piled up into mountains, and the blood of various colors has formed a bloody Ganges.

In the midst of the myriad of powerful beings, the eyes of a black-robed human flashed with endless majesty and indifference, as if everything in the world was an ant in its eyes.

"What a strong existence!" Zhao Feng's spirit was in this mysterious and mysterious area, and he could sense that all this was illusory. But Rao is like this, he can still feel the horror of the man in the black robe, as if the other party's one look can make him die!

The nine-headed dragon, which was thousands of miles long, destroyed a mountain range with a swing of its tail, and burned the ocean with a single breath slammed into the black-robed human with a single claw.

"I am in charge of death!I am the embodiment of death!No one can escape the bondage of death!Before me, the flower of life of all living beings will wither!" The voice of the black-robed human was not hurried, and a white flower instantly condensed in front of him. The little white flower formed, then withered in an instant.

The nine-headed divine dragon that could easily crush Zhao Feng to pieces fell from the sky to the ground in an instant, motionless, and lost the breath of life.

As soon as the nine-headed divine dragon died, on the battlefield, countless powerful monsters rushed towards the black-robed man, and all kinds of forces almost tore that world apart.

It's just that no matter how many powerful monsters appear, the white flowers in the hands of the black-robed man rise and wither, and those powerful beings fall from the sky without any scars, losing their breath of life.

"It's so strong!" Zhao Feng was shocked in his heart, looking at the black-robed human, a longing rose in his eyes. Although he is now also a god master, the difference in strength compared to the black-robed man is still like a moat. He is unwilling, he wants to be the most powerful existence in this world, only then can he control his own destiny and control the fate of others.

Just when the black-robed man was killing countless powerful beings and was invincible, from the void, a red spear full of desolation, desolation, and ferocity cut through the void, and appeared in front of the black-robed man in an instant.

For the first time, the black-robed man's face was solemn, the void was connected, countless laws of death flashed, and the cracked wall suddenly appeared.

The red spear pierced the cracked wall, breaking a large hole, and then pinning the black-robed man to the ground in an instant.

When the picture reached this point, there was no follow-up, and Zhao Feng's spirit returned to his body.

"This wall has a very good origin, it has been broken in the hands of that strong man, and now it is only more damaged. Zhao Feng came back to his senses, and his heart echoed the scene when the black-robed powerhouse performed the secret technique, and a faint realization came to his heart, he actually had some understanding of the law of death.

This wall, or the huge stone tablet, contains infinite secrets, and even has incredible power, which can make people comprehend the cultivation of the law of death.

At this moment, in Zhao Feng's chest, the god Casa Torres No. 1 trembled, and a black divine light shrouded the huge stone tablet, and countless information was absorbed into it from the huge stone tablet.

The black light lasted for more than twenty seconds before disappearing!

"How is it? I need the details of this stele!" Zhao Feng ordered to Satores 1.

"Yes! In this stone tablet, there is a cultivation method of the law of death. The mystical subtlety of this law of death is no weaker than that of the [Destruction Demon Thunder Decision]. However, at present, on this stone tablet, there are only methods that have been cultivated to the fourth level of gold, and there are no follow-up methods. In addition, this stele is also a defensive weapon, and the preliminary deduction is that it is a gold fourth-level defensive weapon. It is currently broken, and no machine spirit exists. Unable to attack and defend actively. The following is the cultivation method of the Law of Death......" According to Zhao Feng's order, Satorres No. 1 displayed a series of information in front of Zhao Feng's eyes.

"Golden fourth-level defensive weapon! good!" Zhao Feng looked at the huge stone tablet, his heart was happy, and as soon as he grabbed the void, he shot the huge stone tablet into the divine kingdom in his body.

After receiving this huge stone stele, a huge tree of death that stood in the sky, with a black torso and black branches and leaves, appeared in front of Zhao Feng's eyes.

This tree of death is the center of this kingdom of death.

Zhao Feng's eyes froze, and he stepped forward, striking out one after another laws of death and submerging into the tree of death.

Absorbing the laws of death, the Tree of Death trembled wildly in an instant, and the entire Kingdom of God was violently shaking, and an incomparably powerful force was struggling to get rid of Zhao Feng's restraint and control.

The seventh-level Divine Kingdom contains infinite power, and it can suppress a seventh-level powerhouse like Zhao Feng in an instant. If you want to refine it, it is not easy to erase the mark of the previous master, and it will even take hundreds of years for ordinary seventh-level powerhouses to be able to refine it.

"A hundred years is too long! A mere seventh-level divine kingdom still doesn't surrender to me!" Zhao Feng shouted violently, and the incomparably violent power instantly burst out and poured into the tree of death.

Excited by that incomparable power, in the tree of death, the power of death frantically converged and condensed to form a dead word, which was printed towards Zhao Feng.

This word of death contains the power of endless mysteries, and if it is sealed, even the powerhouse of the seventh-level peak of silver will also fall.

"Break it for me!!" Zhao Feng roared angrily, and in the Divine Kingdom in his body, the endless spiritual power was withdrawn from it, and he burned four thousand eight hundred drops of divine power, and instantly advanced to the silver eighth-level realm, and a punch with endless thunder slammed into the dead word.

The word of death collapsed instantly, and at the moment of collapse, it emitted endless death power, trying to erode Zhao Feng's body, but in Zhao Feng's body, the life force was surging like a sea, and the death power was rushed by the life force, and it suddenly collapsed and disappeared.

"Surrender!" Zhao Feng stepped out and slammed into the body of the Tree of Death with a palm, and the powerful soul power forcibly engraved on the Tree of Death.

Zhao Feng's soul power was so powerful, the Tree of Death trembled violently for a while, and the divine light turned continuously, and finally returned to normal.

(To be continued)

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