Chapter 920

Ye Feng stood in the void watching, very curious.

He wanted to know how the Pluto pot could refine the Kunpeng skeleton into a puppet warrior that could be controlled by the Pluto saint.

"Heaven and earth are under my control!"

The heavenly saint of the Pluto sect waved the flag and recited the loud formula, which rang through millions of miles, giving people a sense of solemnity.

Buzz!

With the increase of the power of heaven and earth, the Kunpeng skeleton in the Pluto pot began to struggle and made a cry of wearing gold and stone.

Wisps of true spirit emerge in its sea of knowledge.

A new soul is about to be born!

Because it is the sacrifice of the Pluto pot, Kunpeng's corpse knows that the newly born soul in the sea is branded with the mark of the Pluto emperor. Therefore, all puppet soldiers made by the Pluto pot are directly under the jurisdiction of the Pluto emperor.

Ye Feng saw this and frowned slightly.

"What a Pluto!"

"By this means alone, he can create a large number of loyal ghost puppet soldiers who are fearless and kill God when they see God."

"This man is really hard to deal with!"

Thinking of this, Ye Feng's face became gloomy.

At this stage, not to mention dealing with the emperor of the underworld, it is very difficult to deal with the puppet army of the underworld under his command alone.

No wonder the holy sect of Pluto has always been the only hegemonic force in Xuanzhou. With this force, it's strange that other sects can rise!

Boom!

In the Pluto pot, the black fog kept churning and seeping into the Kunpeng's skeleton, making it more and more powerful.

"Oh!"

Kunpeng vibrated his wings and raised himself to the sky to make a sound of wearing gold and stones. The huge iron cables wrapped around him were pulled straight and creaking because of his flight.

It looks like it's going to be broken.

"Town!"

Holding the flag of the control array, the emperor of Hades, the emperor of heaven, waved the flag and sent out the power of heaven and earth one after another. He rushed into Kunpeng's body, reducing its size, increasing its density and increasing its strength.

His breath is also soaring.

"Oh!"

In just half an hour of sacrifice and refining, Kunpeng was promoted from the previous holy level to the present holy level.

This span makes Ye Feng's pupils shrink.

"Too much promotion?"

Ye Feng couldn't help frowning.

But soon, the words of the heavenly holy land holding the flag untied Ye Feng's doubts.

"It is worthy of being a heterogeneous Kunpeng. After the potential of its blood has been fully explored, its physical strength has been raised to the level of heavenly saint, no less than a heavenly Saint soldier."

With that, the holy land was very excited.

Ye Feng pinched his fingers and came to a conclusion.

"I see!"

"Pluto pot has the function of developing potential."

"Refining the corpse into a ghost puppet warrior is only the most basic function. Its real effect is to explore the potential of the corpse itself and make it reach the strength limit of the theory."

Until then, Ye Feng understood the meaning of Pluto pot.

For example.

The Kunpeng being sacrificed in the Pluto pot was only at the holy level. However, its blood is very strong, and its potential limit is to ascend to the holy land.

So!

After being refined by the pot of Pluto, it directly reaches the heavenly Saint level.

If the sacrificial refining is a top dragon with the potential of the most holy level, the strength of the corpse can be raised to the most holy level after the complete sacrificial refining.

This is also the limit of the Pluto pot itself.

If you want to be higher, it's impossible.

After all, the Pluto pot itself is only the most holy soldier.

"What a pity!"

"This potential is too rare."

"The upper limit of the potential of the alien species encountered on weekdays is to enter the holy land. After sacrifice and refining, they still enter the holy land. There is no Kunpeng who can be promoted to the holy level."

Another heavenly saint of the Pluto sect shook his head and sighed.

"Yes."

Others nodded in succession to show their agreement.

High in the air.

Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief after listening to these conversations.

It seems that the overall strength of the Styx puppet army of the Styx saint is not too strong.

At least, there is not much high-end combat power.

Otherwise, if they set up a ghost puppet army with a hundred heavenly holy lands, they might be able to forcibly suppress the most holy with the help of the killing array.

Fortunately, there are too few corpses with high potential.

There is no such potential as Kunpeng. Most of them only enter the holy land, and they can't even reach the level of holiness.

"Headmaster, what shall we do next?"

At this time, Princess fox asked.

The heavenly monkey also looked at Ye Feng and wanted to know what to do next, whether to call directly or choose to leave.

"Take a look first!" Ye Feng said.

At this time, he enveloped them with the breath of the heart of the big world. Although he stood in mid air, he could be perfectly invisible. There was no breath at all. Even the most holy might not be able to detect them.

So they can peek safely.

In the Pluto pot.

The dark black air kept churning, spread the shackles of Kun Peng, made him fly high into the sky, stretched his wings heartily, and set off a terrible thunderstorm.

"My name, Kunpeng!"

It opens its mouth and spits out human words.

Its voice is loud and clear, resounding millions of miles around, and even Ye Feng feels a strong breath.

"What a strong physical strength!"

Ye Feng frowned slightly. "If you only use power to bombard, Kunpeng should be equal to me. It's very good."

Of course, Ye Feng can kill Kunpeng in the battle of life and death.

"Eh!"

At this time, the Kunpeng in the air opened his sharp eyes burning two white flames, looked coldly at the direction of Ye Feng and said in a deep voice, "where's the alien, get out!"

"Who?"

Other strongmen of the Pluto sect also saw it.

In the void.

Ye Feng's eyebrows wrinkled into a Sichuan shape.

The heavenly monkey and fox princess also felt incredible.

They have been completely invisible, and they are hiding themselves on the basis of the heart of the big world. How can they be found by a Kunpeng of Tiansheng class?

"If it's not us, it's here!"

Ye Feng quickly reacted and looked into the distance with Kunpeng's eyes and found that there was a large cloud for hundreds of miles.

"Oh, the dog's nose is very clever!"

The young man's voice sounded with a trace of cynicism and a little playfulness.

The next moment.

Three figures fell from the sky. They were a man and two women. The man was about 1.9 meters tall, tall, handsome and holding a book in his hand.

The two women are white and beautiful, with long legs and a height of 1.75 meters. They are wearing snow-white short skirts. They look and behave the same. They seem to be twins.

They surrounded the men with serious faces.

"Who are you?"

"Don't you know that within millions of miles, it is the forbidden area of our Pluto sect? Intrude here to die?"

Holding the array flag, the emperor of Hades, the emperor of heaven, stared at the tall man headed by him and questioned loudly.

"I'm Chu Liuxiang!"

The tall man took the book and smiled calmly.

The twin sisters always didn't speak and looked arrogant. They stood beside Chu Liuxiang like his virtuous wife, and their breath seemed very strong.

"One heavenly saint and two peak saints are interesting!"

Ye Feng could see their accomplishments.

The first man has reached the heavenly saint, enough to rank in the top 1000 on the power God monument. He is regarded as the top strong man.

The people of the Pluto sect also saw the accomplishments of these three people.

Three mysterious strong men came, with a strong lineup, but they can't feel pressure yet.

Count Kunpeng, there are more than five Pluto saints in the holy land of heaven near the Pluto pot.

Such a lineup, how can you be afraid?

"What are you doing here?"

The heaven holy land holding the array flag asked loudly, and his face was full of cold, as if he wanted to swallow the three mysterious holy lands in one bite.