What, enchantment? What's that? What's the use?
A slight lag, Yang Feng didn't know why, but soon he couldn't care so much. Seeing that the blue amount reached the peak again, in order not to waste a little faith, Yang Feng had to continue to try his best to unlock the skill table behind him.
Next, he has to face skills at levels 31 to 39.
If you want to unlock the skills at this stage, you can make the bottom with 100000 blue.
Level 31 skill costs 100000 blue to unlock. Each time you use it, 10000 blue is equivalent to ten low-level spells in the world.
Level 39 skill, which costs 900000 mana to unlock. 90000 mana per use, is the world's top art method. It is twelve high-level.
So, in this way, Yang Feng feels more and more like a great man, hehe.
Yang Feng was proud. With a slight nod, the old man came forward, took out a long scroll from his arms, and began to drink: "the way of heaven is clear, and heaven and earth are healthy. Today, the great general who subdues the devil, Yang Feng, the God loser Xia, came to the capital city of Beijing, killed demons and demons, helped the country, helped the people, and was chivalrous..."
The Taifu was reciting with passion. Yang Feng and the people were filled with joy and excitement at the beginning.
However, his heroic ode is too long, hundreds of times longer than the song of eternal regret.
Finally, I read it for more than an hour, but I didn't finish it.
Yang Feng listened to his eyes shush slightly and was dozing off. The people were also shaking and yawning. Even the black soul officials who were going to be beheaded could not stop their heads and were sleepy.
There was no way. Yang Feng had to come forward with a smile and interrupted, "um... When can you finish reading that, Taifu?"
"Soon, two-thirds will do?"
"Ah? You've written so much. Are you sure you finished it in one day?"
As soon as he blushed, Yang Feng saw that it was getting late. He quickly pressed down the body of the Taifu who was eager to try and continue reading, and hurriedly said: "you see, it's almost dawn, the gate of hell is closing, and these bastards can't get a baby. Let's read it here first and listen again when we have a chance. Come on, cut!"
"Ah? Don't read it?"
The old man was a little disappointed. He wrote it with great effort to arouse the people's hearts and commend meritorious officials. Really don't you have to read it?
The people were shocked and happy. Finally, they didn't have to listen to the old man's nagging.
Poof!
The next moment, all the swordsmen and axes on the execution ground waved their bright ghost knives and cut off the heads of all the Black Ghost officials.
Suddenly, more than a thousand heads rolled all over the ground under the bright moon. Blood flowed like a fountain and covered the whole square.
Yang Feng's eyes were like hawks and falcons. He shouted, "come on, hang the heads of these demons in front of the city gate to make an example. I want everyone to see that the capital is covered by Yang Feng, my general who subdues demons. Whoever dares to bully the people and make trouble here is the end."
"General Yang Shengming!"
As soon as the voice fell, the people knelt down to the ground with gratitude and tears.
Ding!
The system voice again said: "Congratulations, players. They are loved by the people in Beijing. A lot of faith is coming. Your upper limit of faith value is full again. Please deal with it in time and don't hinder the entry of later faith values."
Ah? Why is it full again?
Oh, you are so enthusiastic that I can't bear it. Tut tut!
I can't help it. Yang Feng began to unlock his skills again, painful and happy.
When the rest of the people saw this, they were stunned. Is general Yang ill again?