"The Crocodile God."
Die Zhen inhaled a breath of cold air, looked at Yang Feng with fear in her eyes, and uttered decisively: "Okay!
I'll take you to see the Great Elder. "
The Crocodile God is the guardian of the Blue Butterfly race.
Yet such a fearsome existence was easily killed by Yang Feng.
Yang Feng's strength is evident.
The entire Blue Butterfly race can't withstand the wrath of such a fearsome powerhouse. Die Zhen isn't stupid. Naturally, she doesn't dare to anger Yang Feng.
"I am Die Huo, the Great Elder of the Blue Butterfly race. Greetings, Sir. How do I address you, Sir?"
In the city master's mansion in the center of the Blue Butterfly City, a handsome, tall, middle-aged man bowed to Yang Feng and spoke respectfully.
"My name is Yang Feng!
I killed the Crocodile God you worship! "
Yang Feng looked at the Bright World Warlock rank Die Huo with an enigmatic smile, and Holy step might slowly spread from him.
"Thank you, my lord, for helping us and getting rid of that Evil God, saving our race from being enslaved by the Evil God.
We are willing to do everything we can to serve you, Sir.
Please become the new guardian deity of our race, my lord. "
Die Huo knelt on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, and spoke respectfully.
"Please become my Blue Butterfly Clan's guardian god!!"
In the city master's mansion, all the Blue Butterfly powerhouses knelt on the ground and spoke respectfully.
In the universe, there were as many elites as there were clouds. There were countless powerful beasts, strange beasts, and god beasts.
True spirit rank divine beasts such as dragons, phoenixes, qilins, and black tortoises are very common in the universe.
A small race like the Blue Butterfly race, whose strongest powerhouse is only a Bright World Warlock rank powerhouse, will face a miserable fate if they don't have the protection of a powerful existence.
For a weak race like the Blue Butterfly race, survival is the top priority.
Only after surviving can they consider fighting for power and profit.
Yang Feng uttered flatly: "Offer me the treasury and ancient books of your race. Let me take a look, and then I'll consider it."
Die Huo replied respectfully: "Yes!
Sir! "
The treasury of the Blue Butterfly race was opened to Yang Feng, and all kinds of ancient books of the Blue Butterfly race were delivered to Yang Feng.
Although the Blue Butterfly Clan was only a small clan, their ancestors had once been glorious.
The strongest is a Warlock Monarch rank powerhouse.
The Eternal World was divided into many realms.
The Domain Lord of each realm was an Eternal level powerhouse.
Yang Feng is currently in the Heavenly Domain.
The top expert of the Desolate Heaven Domain was the Domain Master of the Desolate Heaven Domain.
Below the Region Lords were the nations ruled by the various Emperors.
There were thirty-three countries in the Desolate Heaven Region, and each of them was presided over by thirty-three Emperors.
At the time, the Warlock Monarch rank ancestor of the Blue Butterfly race served the ruler of the Feiyang State in the Heavenly Desolate Realm. Later, he offended the bigwigs of the Feiyang State and was banished to this savage land.
The Blue Butterfly Clan was far away from the center of the Feiyang Kingdom, and they couldn't obtain cultivation resources, so they became weaker and weaker.
In the end, the strongest powerhouses of the race degenerated to the Bright World Warlock rank.
In this universe, the highest levels of elites were still Saints, Emperors, Eternal Ones, and Eternal Kings.
"These Blue Butterfly beauties are a natural variant. Their special force can increase the odds of a powerhouse stepping into the Empyrean realm.
No wonder the Crocodile God asked for the Blue Butterfly beauties. "
In a beautiful rear garden, Yang Feng sat on a sofa with a beautiful girl of the Blue Butterfly Clan kneeling beside him, Butterfly Yun.
Butterfly Li, dressed in a black-and-white lace maid dress, kneeled on the other side of Yang Feng and peeled fruits with a sweet smile on her face.
If it wasn't for Yang Feng, the mother and daughter would have died tragically in the mouth of the Crocodile God.
After Yang Feng obtained all the treasures of the Blue Butterfly race, he was surprised to find many good treasures.
In this barren land, there are some precious resources that can even increase the odds of Saints and Empyreans breaking through bottlenecks.
The Blue Butterfly beauties are also a precious resource. Whether it is by copulating with them or by using Devour Secret Method to devour their life force, you can absorb the special force inside them and enhance your strength.
Of course, even with the power of the Crocodile God, devouring one or two Blue Butterfly beauties every year is the limit.
"The Feiyang State's Crown Prince has arrived!"
A thunderous voice erupted in the void and swept in all directions.
"The Feiyang State's Crown Prince!
Why would such a bigwig come here? "
The Blue Butterfly Great Elder Die Huo was both surprised and overjoyed, and her eyes shimmered with a complicated shade.
The Crown Prince of the Feiyang Kingdom was a big shot. If he could curry favor with the Crown Prince of the Feiyang Kingdom …
If she can curry favor with the Feiyang State's Crown Prince, the Blue Butterfly race will be able to leave this resource-barren land and regain its glory in the future.
No matter how talented you are or how tyrannical your secret methods are, without resources, you can't practice cultivation and advance to the next realm.
In this barren land, the Blue Butterfly Clan would only grow weaker and weaker until they were finally exterminated.
A gold chariot flew over from afar. Inside the gold chariot, there is a handsome young man with waist-length hair and a mysterious mark on his forehead.
In front of the gold chariot, there are nine dragons pulling it. Each dragon has pure true dragon bloodline flowing through them and exudes Great Holy step fluctuations of power.
Beside the golden chariot stood four young girls. Each of them was a peerlessly beautiful and stunning beauty.
The four of them are exuding Holy Spirit Warlock rank fluctuations of power.
Behind the gold chariot, there is an elite legion of 500 people. Among the elite legion, the weakest is a Warlock Monarch rank powerhouse, and the legion commander is a pinnacle Great Holy rank existence.
"Greetings, Blue Butterfly Great Elder Die Huo, greets the Feiyang Crown Prince!"
Die Huo led the upper echelon of the Blue Butterfly race to kneel on the ground respectfully and salute the Feiyang Crown Prince.
Among the upper echelon of the Blue Butterfly race, there are many beautiful girls, each of whom is extremely beautiful and has their own charm.
A short-haired and very capable young Saint standing beside the golden chariot glanced at the Blue Butterfly Race beauties below, and a look of disdain flashed across her beautiful eyes. "A mere girl from a low-class race wants to be loved by the crown prince? She really doesn't know her place."
"How dare you! Why didn't you kneel before His Highness the Crown Prince?"
A beautiful young girl with blond hair, dressed in a gold armor, and exuding a heroic temperament pointed at Yang Feng with a silver spear in her hand and barked coldly.
When Die Huo saw Yang Feng standing proudly, she was scared out of her wits at once, and she gritted her teeth and uttered: "Your Highness the Crown Prince, this is the guardian of my race, Sir Yang Feng.
He was also a great Saint!! "
There was a look of surprise in the eyes of the Feiyang Crown Prince, and he uttered in an aloof tone: "Holy, I didn't expect to meet a Holy in this remote place.
Yang Feng, I appreciate you very much.
Are you willing to serve me? "
The Feiyang Crown Prince is the successor of the Feiyang State. When he steps into the Emperor realm, he will become the ruler of the Feiyang State.
In the Feiyang State, many Holy Step experts have already sided with him.
Yang Feng uttered with a faint smile: "In the Eternal World, there may be someone who can make me serve him, but it won't be you!"
If an Eternal Monarch appears in front of Yang Feng and asks him to serve him.
After weighing the pros and cons, Yang Feng may choose to serve that Eternal Monarch.
After all, it is entirely possible for an Eternal Monarch to cross the universe and severely damage Yang Feng's Eternal Origin Imprint.
"How dare you! Let me teach you a lesson!"
The beautiful eyes of the young girl with blond hair shimmered coldly, and she stepped across the void, appeared in front of Yang Feng with a gold spear in hand, and stabbed at him with her spear.
Yang Feng smiled faintly and flicked a finger at the young girl's gold spear.
There was a loud explosion in the sky, and as if struck by lightning, the young girl was sent flying 10,000 kilometers away.
"So strong!"
The pupils of many powerhouses constricted when they saw this scene.
"Amazing!
Yang Feng, so you're a Great Holy step powerhouse.
Let me have a taste of what you've got! "
Aboard the gold chariot, the eyes of the Feiyang Crown Prince shimmered with enigmatic light, and he got up, and quasi-Empyrean rank fluctuations of power spread from him.
"Long live Your Highness the Crown Prince!"
"Long live Your Highness the Crown Prince!"
"..."
The personal guards of the Feiyang Kingdom's Crown Prince cheered.
"Yang Feng, this is one of the strongest secret methods of the Feiyang Kingdom, the Feiyang Sky Piercer!
Be careful! "
A cold ray flashed in the eyes of the Feiyang Crown Prince, light interwove around him, and the gold spear in his hand released wisps of Immortal Empyrean might.
In an instant, the Feiyang Crown Prince turned into a gold spear shrouded in Sun God Fire and stabbed towards Yang Feng.
"It's over!"
Seeing this scene, despair flashed in the eyes of Die Huo and the other upper echelon members of the Blue Butterfly Race.
The might of the Feiyang Crown Prince's strike is earth-shattering. If Yang Feng dodges, the strike will wipe out the upper echelon members of the Blue Butterfly Race.
Even if Yang Feng doesn't dodge, the aftermath of the fight between the two peerless powerhouses will be enough to kill the upper echelon members of the Blue Butterfly Race.
Yang Feng smiled faintly and waved his hand, and a giant hand appeared and slapped the Feiyang Crown Prince.
Boom!
Along with a loud noise, the previously insufferably arrogant Feiyang Crown Prince was sent flying for tens of thousands of kilometers. He spewed out a large mouthful of blood, and the gold armor he wore cracked inch by inch.
"Empyrean!
You're an Empyrean!
I, the Feiyang Crown Prince, greet you, sir! "
The Feiyang Crown Prince's face changed several times, and he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. His figure fluttered, and he arrived in front of Yang Feng and bowed respectfully.
"Greetings, sir!"
The countenance of the Feiyang Crown Prince's subordinates changed dramatically, and they bowed to Yang Feng.