Along with the tentacles came a burst of crazy laughter that seemed inhuman and inhuman.
If he could barely hear these words clearly, Zhang Yifeng might have thought that some wild beast was attacking him.
"What's going on? Is this thing the emperor of Tianyu Empire?"
Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but speculate in his heart when he heard this crazy roar.
It is not difficult to tell from this tone that the owner of this blood-red tentacle is probably the real owner he came to find on this trip.
The emperor who holds the power of life and death among the nations of the Tianyu Realm.
But at this moment, listening to the other party's crazy tone and the flying tentacles, Zhang Yifeng had a vague suspicion in his heart.
"Death to all traitors!"
Amidst the violent roars, more tentacles flew out from the secret room and attacked Zhang Yifeng from all directions.
"Looks like we'll have to fight eventually."
Zhang Yifeng's eyes narrowed and he put down all his thoughts for the time being.
As he swung the sword in his hand, a burst of sword energy directly cut off the first tentacle that attacked easily.
However, he did not choose to take the initiative, but instead carefully observed the blood-red tentacles that had been chopped off and fell to the ground.
The tentacle trembled twice after landing, then turned into a puddle of flesh on the ground.
Looking at the overwhelming blood-red tentacles in front of him, Zhang Yifeng's eyes sank slightly, and countless sword energy burst out of his body.
Bloody raindrops fell down, and all the tentacles with neat cuts were cut off to the ground before they could get close.
"roar!"
The emperor, who had already turned into a monster in the secret chamber, couldn't help but roar in pain.
He suddenly rushed out of the darkness, exposing the strange body that was no longer human to Zhang Yifeng's sight.
Seeing the emperor who had eaten the black heart, the skin all over his body had been replaced by blood-red exposed muscles.
The originally tall figure was different from ordinary people. At this moment, it expanded by a full circle, like a flesh and blood giant.
The most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the two arms that suddenly grow out of his back, and they are draped behind him in an unusually weird shape.
One hand holds a scepter made of bones, and the other hand holds a bright red crown.
At this moment, the crown was even moving slightly, looking like a beating heart.
"heart?"
When Zhang Yifeng thought of this, a light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
He immediately lowered his head and looked at the position of the alienated emperor's heart.
Sure enough, there was an exposed dark heart beating rapidly at his heart.
"The treasonous traitor who dares to covet my throne will die!"
The emperor's face has long been replaced by flesh and blood, but from the crazily squirming flesh and blood, we can see how manic his emotions are at this time.
"Those who are obsessed with power will eventually suffer backlash."
Looking at the alienated and inhuman emperor in front of him, Zhang Yifeng sighed softly.
However, the emperor, whose mind had long been captured by the dark heart, could not listen to what Zhang Yifeng was saying.
In other words, the emperor was already immersed in his own inner fantasy world and could not hear any sounds at all.
At this time, the emperor could only see the illusion of crazy slaughter.
The king's authority must be washed away with the blood of guilty officials!
The arms behind him raised the bone staff and crown, and a blood-red glow quickly gathered on the emperor's head.
"sad."
Zhang Yifeng shook his head slightly, and at the same time as his voice fell, a blood-red beam of light shot out.
Facing the bloody light in front of him, Zhang Yifeng just raised his sword slightly and passed through the emperor in the blink of an eye to come behind him.
As the long sword's light dissipated, countless sword marks appeared around the emperor's body.
The blood light couldn't even touch Zhang Yifeng at all, and dissipated in the air.
"you!"
At the end of his life, the emperor, blinded by madness and greed, finally regained consciousness.
Reluctantly turning his head, the emperor, who had been the hegemon of the Tianyu Realm for nearly a hundred years, could only see Zhang Yifeng's back at his last glance.
"I'm not willing to give in!"
He raised his head and roared, and the sword marks on the emperor's body suddenly expanded.
Finally, in countless sword rays, the emperor's huge body was cut into countless pieces.
It wasn't that Zhang Yifeng didn't have a way to kill him with one blow, but after his fight with Tai Qing, Zhang Yifeng was worried that the emperor also had immortality.
Even after previous trials, the emperor's tentacles could not regenerate as quickly as Taiqing.
However, adhering to a cautious approach, Zhang Yifeng still tried his best to minimize the risk.
The emperor's huge body was divided into countless pieces, and the strange flesh and blood covering his body gradually turned into mud after landing.
Among these pieces of meat, the only one that was completely preserved was the emperor's head.
After all, the emperor's head will still be used to quell the battle outside the palace.
"here……"
Zhang Yifeng groaned, raised his hand and a spiritual fire flew up, illuminating the entire secret room.
Now that the Emperor has been eliminated, the top priority must be to find the credentials needed to enter the dark space.
Since the Emperor takes such great care of this place and arranges many formations to prevent others from intruding, this place must be very important to him.
Maybe Zhang Yifeng can find the credentials to enter the dark space here.
Under the light of the fire, Zhang Yifeng looked around and saw that the layout of the secret room was very simple.
Apart from a curtain of extinguished light, the only eye-catching thing was the stone statue covered with black cloth.
Considering Na Taiqing's strange methods, Zhang Yifeng thought carefully and still did not intend to step forward and touch the object.
"It seems that we still need to wait for Senior Fire King to recover."
With a murmur, Zhang Yifeng planned to fly up to the palace to see if the Fire King's condition had improved.
Just when he was about to fly away, he suddenly felt that it was difficult to move his steps for a while, and a familiar feeling of stagnation spread throughout his body.
Zhang Yifeng's eyes narrowed, he quickly stood still and slightly opened his collar.
Immediately, the inner armor flew out, and a thread pointed at the emperor's flesh and blood that had turned into mud.
Looking at the flesh and blood that looked like a puddle of mud, Zhang Yifeng's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light.
With the aura in his palm, countless pieces of meat were forcibly moved away, and a black heart that was still beating slightly appeared in front of him.
This heart was clearly the one that Tai Qing had given to Zhang Yifeng before, but was cut off by Zhang Yifeng.
Even the inexplicable mutation that occurred on the emperor's body, Zhang Yifeng suspected that it had something to do with it.
But now that the inner armor had changed the emperor's flesh and blood, Zhang Yifeng guessed that this thing might have attracted it.
Sure enough, as the dark heart got closer and closer, the threads representing the hazy consciousness in the inner armor immediately began to vibrate violently.
Before the dark heart could get closer, the thread flew out and took root deeply in the still-beating heart.
The energy in the heart is quickly absorbed into the inner armor at a speed visible to the naked eye.