Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

they hurt!

When the breeze blows, the nostrils are filled with a strong smell of blood.

Ye Feng, who woke up from a coma and barely opened his eyelids, rubbed his heavy head. At the moment, his eyebrows were locked and there was only one feeling all over his body, that is... Pain!

It hurts badly.

The blood stains on the wounds, large and small, have dried up, leaving mottled holes in him. According to Ye Feng's strong physique, since these injuries are not fatal, they will recover soon.

But this pain from the heart does not come from physical trauma.

He closed his eyes and looked inside. Even Ye Feng, who was optimistic by nature, couldn't help but smile bitterly on his face.

As many as 67% of the meridians in the body are damaged, which can not penetrate the yuan force at all, which makes the meridians of maple leaf not only damaged, but also almost dried up if there is no source of water.

The worst thing is that even the Dantian was damaged during the transmission. The Dantian is the foundation of the martial arts. The most important thing is that once it is damaged, it is very troublesome. It must be repaired for a long time to recover.

"It's terrible... The yuan strength cultivation I can play now is only congenital two or three times at most..."

Ye Feng, who finished looking inside, sighed, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

The Dantian is damaged, and the yuan force in the meridians is blocked. It can't play the power of the virtual environment at all. In other words, Ye Feng's current strength is extremely miserable.

But somehow he survived.

Successfully escaped from the demon God's claws.

Hoo!

After taking a deep breath, Ye Feng struggled to get up and glanced at the surrounding environment. His face soon showed a look of shock.

In the sight, heaven and earth seem to relax a lot. There are lakes, grasslands and strange peaks. Strips of white clouds cross the sky and wind up with the distant peaks. When you look up, the sky is as clean as blue. The vitality of heaven and earth is heinous. It seems that taking a breath at random is equivalent to the hard cultivation of ordinary martial artists for several days, which is refreshing.

Obviously, this place can not be the Yuan Wu continent, but the ancient continent where xuanyizong is located. It is worthy of being a superior Zhongqian world. The vitality concentration of this world is several times higher than that of Yuan Wu.

This is a good thing for Ye Feng. He has abundant vitality. With some healing pills, his internal and external injuries will recover more quickly.

Reaching into his arms, Ye Feng plans to take out some pills and cure the injury first.

However, when he touched it, his face became ugly in an instant, and his arms were empty. All the space spirit tools such as storage rings and storage bags were completely damaged under the rolling of the turbulent flow of time and space.

Storage spirit ware is a prop made by using the power of space. It is not surprising that it is crushed by high-level space-time power and the internal small world is broken. But this result gave Ye Feng a hard blow, which made him feel distressed for a long time.

All the holy stones and elixirs, including Moro knives and other holy tools, have been turned into nothing.

The storage space was preserved intact, but a congenital Earth Spirit and Shi Yan giant were sealed by Ye Feng. At this time, he didn't dare to open it.

Really... It can only be described in one word: miserable!

After ten thousand years of hard work, I returned to the pre liberation night.

"Dragon and lion!"

Suddenly, Ye Feng seemed to think of something. He was excited and reached out to grasp the spirit beast bag at his waist. It was also a space spirit tool. Before transmitting, he put the magic flame dragon and lion into the bag, but don't have any problems.

There are no pills and spirit stones. You can earn them with any action.

Magic flame dragon and lion is a long-term partner of Ye Feng. If there is an accident, it will really be a tragedy.

The heavy spirit beast bag was still hung around his waist and looked intact. Ye Feng quickly called, but the magic flame dragon and lion did not respond as before.

Ma Dan... Something really happened.

Ye Feng's heart suddenly became cool.

He carefully placed the spirit beast bag on the ground, slapped his dizzy head, and forcibly stimulated a wisp of spiritual power to project into it

After a long time, Ye Feng finally breathed out a long breath. Although his face was more pale, he looked much relieved.

The dragon and lion are fine. They are sleeping in the spirit beast bag at the moment, and it seems to be very different from the past.

Ye Feng knows what's going on.

Previously, when he was running for his life, he conveniently collected the blood essence of the golden python, the mysterious black phoenix and the body of the toad giant demon. The blood of these three monsters is more noble than the half dragon blood of the demon flame dragon and lion. Among them, the black phoenix is the descendant of the Phoenix. Now there are no blood essence and the body of the toad giant demon in the spirit beast bag, Obviously, they were all swallowed by dragons and lions.

If you get such a chance and don't promote to a real dragon and beast, it's a little unreasonable.

Unfortunately... Now is not the time.

Ye Feng is at the lowest point of his life. He still expects the magic flame dragon and lion to escort him. This guy is sleeping at this time.

"Sister magic dance!?"

But he hung the spirit beast bag back to his waist. Ye Feng called the magic dance witch twice again. The magic dance witch was seriously injured. Similarly, he didn't respond to his call.

After a moment, he had to give up. At present, he really had to rely on himself.

First stay in the mountains, get well, and then go out to find someone to find out the general situation of the world.

In this way, for a few days, Ye Feng stayed in this mountain. When he was hungry, he hunted and killed a beast. When he was thirsty, he drank a refreshing spring, slowly recuperated his injury and waited for the recovery of strength.

The repair of Dantian can't be done overnight, but the trauma has been cured in these days.

About four days later, Ye Feng was finally about to get out of the mountain. When he thought that he was about to deal with the martial artists of Zhongqian world, he couldn't help looking forward to it.

But at this moment, Ye Feng suddenly had a warning sign in his heart and suddenly stopped and flashed sideways.

A stuffy stick with a heavy sound of breaking the air suddenly emptied, directly blasted on the ground behind Ye Feng, and hit a deep pit on the ground.

"Eh? You can avoid my sneak attack. Boy, you have some skills."

A voice that sounded strange but completely understandable sounded in Ye Feng's ear.

Turning his head, Ye Feng only saw a figure jumping from a big tree behind him, looking at himself with disdainful eyes.

This was the first warrior in the middle of the thousand world he met. Ye Feng couldn't help looking at him more.

He is a tall, middle-aged man with dark skin, scattered eyes, and a half black and half yellow beard growing like weeds. He looks very rude. He was holding a short stick in his hand. About one person was long, as thick as a child's arm, and his accomplishments were almost five or six times congenital.

"Boy, what are you looking at? I've never seen a robber look so powerful, have you?"

"Lord Hu, I specialize in doing business without capital near Dawangling. There are not a thousand or 800 planted in the hands of Lord Hu. If you know the truth, you should hand over all your money, spirit stone storage ring..."

The congenital five fold warrior robbed himself?

Ye Feng used to wipe out such a small role with a little finger. Unexpectedly, he was robbed by others today?

Such a ridiculous scene, I couldn't help but let Ye Feng sigh: "it's really a tiger falling flat and the sun is bullied by a dog."

"Ha ha! For your sake of praising the tiger, spare your life, take out the storage ring and move smoothly..." the dark strong man grinned and stared at Ye Feng proudly.

"Well... Did I compliment you?" Ye Feng showed a trace of amazement.

"You didn't say that the tiger fell flat... I bah... Smelly boy, you scolded the tiger Lord as a dog... To die!" said the rude strong man, angrily shouted, raised his short stick, made a "bang" sound on his feet, and rushed directly towards Ye Feng