Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

As soon as I stepped into the light gate, it changed rapidly. The scene of cloud and mist in front of me disappeared. What appeared in front of me was a world similar to the outside world.

Green mountains, green waters, red bricks and white tiles are like coming to wanjuezong Mountain Gate.

Ye Feng was a little surprised. Looking up, he saw a panoramic view of ancient buildings. Of course, many of them had been damaged and collapsed and turned into ruins under the invasion of long years.

But there are also many buildings, shrouded in a white egg shaped light curtain, which have been preserved intact.

It looks more like a clan.

Ye Feng's heart was full of deep doubts. He put his eyes on it and looked into the distance. He found that many martial artists shuttle between tall buildings. It seems that there are not a few people entering here.

Moreover, the vitality fluctuation was stimulated, and a battle took place. It should be that we found something difficult to find outside and launched a competition.

An ancient land that has disappeared in the secular world for tens of thousands of years, which contains many benefits.

Moreover, it is very likely that this place is also the cave of a great figure in the ancient divine realm.

"Sister magic dance, do you think... This will be the cave of the demon God?"

Ye Feng was not in a hurry to find anything, but after meditating for a while, he talked to himself in his mind.

"Well... Elder sister, I'm not sure. After all, I'm not familiar with that old man. Although there were not many sacred places in those years, they were no less than ten fingers. Since they were born here, the scale of this sect is obviously no less than those holy places today. Since you've come, you can dig them well..."

After a long time, the phantom dance witch also had some confused voices.

It's really that this place is too different from the so-called demon God cave.

People and demons are different.

Although this gap will gradually narrow as the realm becomes higher, it must be different in essence. A demon God born of a demon family should not make his own cave like a human clan.

The goal of Ye Feng's trip is to get the demon God inheritance for the demon flame dragon and lion.

Since even the magic dancing witch can't be sure whether this is the demon God cave, the dragon and lion who received the call may have a hint.

He put his mind into the battle pet bag, and Ye Feng began to communicate with the dragon and lion. After a while, he couldn't help nodding slightly.

The dragon and lion perceived the call and were close to them.

In other words, even though I don't understand why this place looks like a Terran sect, the call is real. In that case, it's not in vain.

After understanding this, Ye Feng moved and swept away towards the buildings in front.

As for those ancient buildings without egg shaped light curtain protection, they have basically been scraped away, and there is no residue left. As for those buildings with egg shaped light curtain protection, many people are surrounded in front of each building, launching attacks by their own means, and the light curtain bombarded is shaky.

Ye Feng's goal is very clear.

His biggest purpose here is to summon the magic flame dragon and lion. Other things can be put aside for the time being.

Therefore, Ye Feng kept his figure and went quickly to the deepest position according to the guidance of the dragon and lion.

Ah!

However, just as he passed one of the buildings whose light curtain had just been broken, he suddenly heard a sad scream from it.

The sound came into Ye Feng's ears for only a moment, but this moment made Ye Feng hear it. It was Lu Yuan from Jiugong Xuan who made this scream.

"Huh?"

Ye Feng's heart moved. Lu Yuan was in danger. In that case, I don't know if jing'er would be in the same danger?

Without hesitation, he turned his body and flew into the palace where the scream came.

As soon as you enter the palace, you also see a huge square. In the center of the square stands an ancient stone gate.

Because the egg shaped light curtain of the palace has just been opened and the martial artists have just entered here, the stone gate inside is still closed. The stone gate is blue gray, tall and simple, and there are numerous Taoist patterns on it.

Among the more than ten martial arts practitioners present, most of their accomplishments were more than seven or eight in the virtual realm, and even a half step King realm.

These fighters are clearly divided into two factions. They are fighting fiercely with weapons. Everyone's face shows a dignified and incomparable look.

Some of them had a vain breath and were bleeding. It was obvious that they were seriously injured. There were several bodies lying on the ground, bleeding all over the ground.

Lu Yuan, who just screamed, was pale and bleeding on his shoulder. At the moment, with a sword in his left hand, he was fighting a middle-aged martial artist in black.

One move at a time, Lu Yuan fell into the wind.

Obviously, he won't last long and will be killed by the black clad warrior fighting him empty handed.

Ye Feng frowned and glanced, but he didn't find any trace of other disciples of Jiugong Xuan, and Huo jing'er was not in the palace.

He shook his figure and made a direct clang. The Moro sword came out of its scabbard, and then stepped on the Kunpeng Jiutian body method to kill the Black Warrior at a very fast speed.

The warring sides in this palace are the martial arts masters of the demon Sect on one side and the disciples of other forces of the right way on the other.

Don't say Ye Feng knows Lu Yuan. Even if he doesn't know Lu Yuan, he must do it.

Sensing the fierce killing intention passed behind him, the black warrior whose cultivation has reached the middle of the ninth heavy looked cold, turned back and mocked: "the little rabbit who doesn't know whether to die or not, even wants to die?"

Of course he didn't take Ye Feng to heart.

Ye Feng's accomplishments revealed at the moment are only two levels of emptiness. In the eyes of the martial artist in black, if he sneezes back at will, he can directly spray the boy to death. He didn't even use his weapons.

As soon as the voice fell, the martial artist in black clapped his palms in front of and behind Ye Feng. A vigorous palm wind came like a wave, overwhelming the sky and earth.

On the side around him, seeing this scene, someone shouted: "well, brother Niu is really powerful. I'm afraid this move 'magic wind strength' has reached the fourth level!"

"It's just a two-tier boy in the virtual environment. He dare to attack his second brother without opening his eyes. I'm afraid he can't even take his second brother's palm. He'll be shot to death!"

"A slap? You flattered him. I think I can't catch a finger, ha ha..."

They are also disciples of erori Valley, a branch of the demon sect. Naturally, they have seen the power of Niu Fengxian's use of this martial art. "Magic wind strength" is a ground level boxing method. Once the fist power is out, it is extremely overbearing and unmatched at the same level.

A little rabbit with two empty environments can't bear one of Niu Fengxian's ten fingers.

Niu Fengxian obviously thought so. At the moment, there was a certain color on his mouth. He smiled coldly and said, "little rabbit, no one has ever dared to take the initiative to fight your grandpa Niu. You are the first. Go to hell."

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