"Stop!!
You bastard!! "
At this moment, Becky, a longbow in hand, her eyes flashed with anxiety. She barked, and an arrow containing green qi shot towards Yang Feng's dragon eye like a meteor.
Yang Feng flapped his dragon wings and easily deflected the green arrow. At the same time, he opened his mouth and belched a dragon breath towards Kisad.
"No!"
When she saw this, Becky let out a heart-wrenching scream.
The frightening dragon breath engulfed Kisad in an instant, and black flames engulfed the peerless genius of the Meheecan Principality and burned him to ashes.
"Damn it, I fell into a trap!"
Yang Feng's embodiment of an ancient black dragon swept the surroundings with his perception, and he clearly sensed fearsome fluctuations of power coming from the Temple of the Meheecan River. Clearly, the Temple of the Meheecan River was alarmed.
Human experts hidden in the city gathered in the direction of the Temple of the Meheecan River.
Yang Feng looked up at the sky, and his eyes shimmered with an unruly glint: "At this point, there's no retreat. I'll think of a way to annex this principality!
Anyway, the planar tide has arrived, and the control of the gods in the starry sky over the secular world is weakening frantically.
They should be powerless to protect themselves now.
This will surely come as a great surprise to the person behind the scenes. "
On the road leading to a manor outside the imperial palace of the Meheecan Principality, a carriage was moving. Inside the carriage sat two beautiful women, Glicedar and Esramia.
On both sides of the carriage were 10 cavalrymen, who were the guards assigned to them by Grand Duke Meheecan.
"Stop!"
Suddenly, a team of heavily armed soldiers emerged from both sides of the road. The leader of the team, who was wearing a magic armor and holding a magic sword, pointed at the coachman and barked.
As if they had eyes of their own, the crossbow bolts shot into the ten cavalrymen, killing them one by one.
The coachman pulled on the reins, and the carriage came to a halt. His eyes were filled with fear.
The leader wearing magic armor and holding a magic sword said in a low voice: "Ladies, please come down!"
Glicedar and Esramia immediately alighted from the carriage.
A deep voice came from the magic armor, "Ladies, please come with us!
As long as you're honest, we can guarantee your safety. "
"Who are you people?
Why did you capture us?
What do you want? "
Glicedar grabbed her skirt with one hand and the evening gown on her chest with the other, her beautiful eyes filled with panic. She looked like a delicate, pitiful, lovable, and delicate beauty who could provoke men to bully her from the bottom of their hearts.
Under the moonlight, Glicedar looked even more beautiful and lovable.
Behind the leader covered in magic armor, the ordinary warriors stared at Glicedar's curvaceous and sexy body, their eyes filled with greed.
The leader said in a hoarse voice, "You don't need to know what we want to do.
You just have to come with us! "
Glicedar smiled sweetly, her disguise completely disappearing, and she said with a curious smile: "Strange, did I already use a charm spell?
Why don't you kill each other?
Could it be that you're not humans?
Moreover, you have high resistance to charm spells? "
An ominous premonition welled up in the leader's heart, and he roared wildly: "Do it!
Capture them! If they resist, it doesn't matter if they're crippled as long as they're not killed! "
The hundreds of heavily armed soldiers suddenly lunged at Glicedar and Esramia.
"Hee hee, it's no use!
Threads of Darkness! "
Glicedar's pretty face surged with a captivating blush, and she revealed a bewitching smile. She raised her lily-white hand, and strange dark force spread along the black threads on her lily-white hand in all directions.
Under the illumination of the moonlight, the black threads frantically interweaved and flashed. Like the sharpest cutting blades, they cut the lower bodies of the hundreds of fully armed soldiers into pieces. Countless blossoms of blood splattered in all directions.
Almost in an instant, the lower bodies of the hundreds of soldiers were cut into pieces, and the remaining upper bodies fell to the ground and issued anguished howls.
Under the illumination of the moonlight, countless soldiers collapsed in the sea of blood and screamed miserably, looking like hell.
Glicedar smiled coquettishly, and black light enveloped her delicate body, making her look like a coquettish witch walking in the darkness.
Seeing this scene, Esramia's eyes flashed with unbearable glint, but she remained silent.
As the great elven monarch, she wasn't a naive elf who hadn't seen the world.
She knew very well that she couldn't be soft-hearted when dealing with enemies.
The eyes of the leader in magic armor flashed with a glint of panic, and he suddenly slashed at Glicedar lightning-fast with his sword.
Strangely, Glicedar disappeared in an instant, and then appeared behind the leader in magic armor. With a light grasp of her lily-white hand, the magic armor's visor was torn off the leader's face.
Under the visor of the magic armor was a handsome, pale face. Glicedar grabbed the face by the neck, and it was forced to open its mouth, revealing the vampire fangs unique to kindred.
Glicedar grabbed the neck of the kindred, her beautiful big eyes revealed a glint of excitement, and she said with a sweet smile: "So it's a kindred!
You're not one of those dregs of vampires, but an advanced kindred (level-3 Warlock).
Interesting, it seems that my master is involved in your plot.
How interesting!
You guys caught a big whale while fishing! "
At the same time, a frightening dragon might gushed out of the imperial palace of the Meheecan Principality, and Glicedar sensed it.
Glicedar sighed regretfully: "It's a pity. I originally planned to let you experience my methods and have a taste of our dark elven punishments.
Unfortunately, Master is now in trouble!
I can only ask you to die! "
A black thread, invisible to the naked eye, flashed, and the advanced kindred's head was cut off by Glicedar.
Black threads flickered, like sharp blades reaping lives, constantly reverberating in that space.
The hundreds of struggling vampires were turned into countless fragments by the frightening black threads and scattered on the ground.
Glicedar's figure blurred, and she flew in the direction of the dragon might.
Esramia's figure flickered, and she followed behind Glicedar and flew in that direction.
"Ian, what's going on?"
As soon as Esramia arrived at the imperial palace, she saw Yang Feng, who had turned into an ancient black dragon, had his neck split open, and was bleeding profusely. She couldn't help but ask.
Earth-yellow divine power surged around Yang Feng's neck, hindering the recovery of the wound.
A large amount of dragon blood flowed out of his neck and scattered on the ground.
Yang Feng replied briefly: "I was set up.
The other party framed me and made me a criminal who raped and killed a princess of the Meheecan Principality!
This forced me to fight a thorny Legend rank powerhouse of the Meheecan Principality. "
Esramia frowned slightly and asked: "What do we do now?
Leave here immediately? "
Esramia didn't believe that Yang Feng raped and killed a princess of the Meheecan Principality.
If Yang Feng was really as lecherous as the rumors said.
Then she and Glicedar wouldn't be able to keep their chastity.
Yang Feng's eyes flashed with a cold glint, and he said coldly: "If we just leave like this, wouldn't we be complying with the person behind the scenes?
Come with me?
We'll first uproot the temple of the God of the Meheecan Principality, and then annex the Meheecan Principality!
Anyway, the planar tide has already begun, and the gods have no time to care about these trifles. "
Originally, Yang Feng didn't have any intention of annexing the Meheecan Principality.
But now that something like this happened, he didn't mind baring his fangs and annexing the Meheecan Principality.
After Yang Feng practiced cultivation to the Great Warlock realm, even though he had the Taboo Text, but on the Feisuo Plane, due to the suppression of the planar laws, it was very difficult for him to evolve.
Ascending to godhood was the right path to evolution.
Ascending to godhood, however, required a huge foundation of believers and a vast territory.
Without the planar tide, Yang Feng could only slowly manage the Red Earth Wasteland and the Funes Province.
But with the planar tide, it was difficult for the gods in the starry sky to interfere with the secular world. This was his best opportunity.
Yang Feng could guess that once the planar tide arrived, all the monsters hidden in the history of the Feisuo Plane would jump out and do whatever it took to ascend to godhood.
Glicedar looked at Yang Feng with a hopeful look in her beautiful eyes, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and her eyes revealed an intoxicated look: "That's great!
That's my master for you! "
What dark elves like Glicedar admired the most was the strong.
Yang Feng could seize every opportunity to develop himself. Such a powerhouse was the one she admired and was willing to follow.
Esramia was slightly surprised and took a deep look at Yang Feng.
This was the first time she saw a man who didn't care about the gods, and she couldn't help but feel puzzled: "Isn't he a fanatic of the Weave Goddess?
Why is he so disdainful of the gods? "
"Let's go!"
Yang Feng blurred into motion and rushed towards the temple of the God of the Meheecan River.
As long as the temple of the God of the Meheecan River was destroyed, no one in the Meheecan Principality would be a match for Yang Feng's group of three.