Immemorial War God

"Hmph, a bit of strength." The illusory figure sneered, looked at the controlled Seventeenth Elder in the air and spoke coldly:    

"You are indeed smart. To be able to think of this method, it seems that you really do not want him to die."    

"In that case, how about we make a deal?"    

Mo Feng's gaze was ice-cold, and continued to approach. The illusory figure's expression changed, and then sunk. Mo Feng could already see the panic in his heart, but he had to complete this trade no matter what.    

"If I let you go, everyone will be safe. How about it?"    

"Why would I want to trade with you?" Mo Feng sneered, what right did he have to trade with something that didn't even have the capital!    

"Do you want him to die?" The illusory figure sneered, raised his hand and clenched it. Seventeenth Elder in the air immediately let out a stuffy snort.    

"AHH!"    

The Seventeenth Elder screamed in pain. The illusory figure controlled his devil aura, life and death only lasted a second.    

"Is that so? What does his life or death have to do with me? " Mo Feng didn't even look at the Seventeenth Elder as he sneered and continued to walk closer to the illusionary figure.    

The figure looked at Mo Feng as he squinted his eyes, before slowly clenching his fists tightly.    

"You really don't care?"    

"AHH!"    

Seventeenth Elder screamed even louder, with blood flowing out from his ears and nose, he almost lost half his life. Mo Feng remained indifferent and continued to walk closer to the illusionary figure.    

"Good boy, you have guts. Even if I die, I will drag you down with me!" The illusory figure bellowed, he was about to go all out and attack, but with a clench of his fist, the screams of the Seventeenth Elder stopped in the blink of an eye.    

"Humph!"    

Just as he was about to kill Seventeenth Elder, a strong backlash suddenly came over, making his body look even more illusionary.    

"How could this be?" The silhouette's countenance turned extremely unsightly. Killing someone under his control, why would they still bite back at him?    

"What, are you hurt?" Mo Feng said coldly while standing in front of the illusionary figure.    

"It's you!" The illusionary figure looked at Mo Feng and bellowed.    

"You did it!"    

"Do you think that with your level of qi, you can control me?" Mo Feng looked at the illusionary figure in disdain. Since he was planning to use this move to control the Seventeenth Elder, then he would not do something that was not prepared, and would not have the chance to let the illusionary figure threaten him. It was just that he did not want to give the illusionary figure a chance to heavily injure him.    

The figure's face became even uglier. Seeing that Mo Feng was about to grind his teeth into pieces, it turned out that they had been scheming against him all along!    

"Hehe, even if you can kill me, so what? Since there's someone behind me, I won't lose out!" The illusionary figure laughed sinisterly, he stared straight at Mo Feng, he did not believe that Mo Feng would not care about the Seventeenth Elder, if there was nothing to do, he would definitely control him.    

"Is that so? Are you sure you really killed him? " Mo Feng sneered, the illusionary figure was startled, then turned to look at Seventeenth Elder, only to see that his Seventeenth Elder's Qi was still present, and he had fainted!    

With a "whoosh", he took two steps back and looked at Mo Feng's face which had turned into despair.    

"How, how could this be!" He had clearly killed Seventeenth Elder, so how could he only faint?    

"You, just who are you!" With his knowledge and experience, Mo Feng had completely become a person that he could not comprehend.    

"I've said it before, with such a small amount of consciousness, you don't have the qualifications to contend against this Heavenly Monarch!" Mo Feng said coldly, the illusory figure suddenly became as shocked as lightning, pointing at Mo Feng while retreating continuously out of fear.    

"Heavens, Heavenly Monarch, you possessed the Heavenly Monarch?"    

"No, that's impossible, the Heavenly Monarch's Possession is not so weak, there will be records of the Heavenly Monarch's death, you can't be the Heavenly Monarch!" The illusory figure continued to shake his head to deny his own judgement. The people at the peak of the universe like the Heavenly Monarch would cause the entire universe to shake if they died. Although it was just a wisp of consciousness, he would definitely receive a signal when the universe was in turmoil.    

The last time Heavenly Monarch died was five hundred thousand years ago. That Heavenly Monarch had already died completely and his body had turned into a star in the nine heavens, so Mo Feng could not completely trust him even if he claimed to be the Heavenly Monarch.    

Mo Feng looked at the illusionary figure in disbelief and sneered. Naturally, the death universe of Heavenly Monarch would be in turmoil, but his death was something that would happen a thousand years later, so how could there be any turmoil right now? As for his strength, he had been reborn, not possessed, so how could he still possess great power?    

"Demon Axe Power!" Mo Feng did not want to give the illusionary figure time, he immediately brandished his battle axe and cleaved down.    

"Scare!"    

"Plop!"    

The illusory figure was shocked, immediately kneeling on the ground. As a wisp of consciousness, after living for so long, he also had the urge to beg for his life. He even began to have thoughts of going independent from his main body, he wanted to live, he didn't want to die!    

Master, please forgive me for being blind, but I did not know that you are the descendant of the Heavenly Monarch, please spare my life, I am willing to give you anything here, everything can be given to you! The illusory figure looked at Mo Feng with a begging expression, calling him the descendant of the Heavenly Monarch, saying that Mo Feng was the descendant of the Heavenly Monarch, was something he was unwilling to admit.    

Mo Feng sneered, and continued to swing his axe.    

"Do you still need me to take out the thing this Heavenly Monarch wants?"    

"No!"    

"Shua!"    

Mo Feng did not give the illusionary figure another chance, he quickly slashed down, the illusionary figure did not even have time to dodge, he was directly cut into half by the axe, and became a burst of extremely pure demonic Qi.    

"Hiss!"    

Mo Feng did not let the demonic energy dissipate. Instead, he took a deep breath and absorbed all the demonic energy into his body, merging it with his battle skills.    

"The Demon Axe Power has become stronger again." Mo Feng took a deep breath, feeling the increased strength in his body, he licked his lips in excitement.    

"Looks like I'll have to absorb a bit more demonic energy if I want the Demon Axe Power to awaken." The corners of his mouth curled up in an evil smile. After the ten moves of the Battling Sky Tyrant Axe had been fully awakened, other than the tenth move, the most powerful thing was actually the first three moves.    

Once the first three moves were awakened, their power would be unimaginable!    

Glancing at the Seventeenth Elder who was unconscious, Mo Feng walked to the front of the throne, but didn't sit on it. He held out two fingers of his left hand, and drew a profound pattern in the air.    

"Amnesty!"    

Mo Feng bellowed, and the pattern of the Demonic Qi was immediately imprinted into the throne.    

boom rumble rumble *    

A huge explosion sounded out. The throne slowly sank down and looked down. It was dark down below, the throne could no longer be seen. The explosion continued, and after three blinks of an eye, a table slowly rose up.    

Mo Feng took a step back and looked at the table when the table had fully risen, only to see a few jade boxes placed on it. Looking at the jade box in the middle, Mo Feng's eyes flashed with a bright light, he walked over and directly opened it, only to see that the interior was empty.