Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

It seems that Yuan Ling just woke up and saved himself.

This magma sea is full of a particularly strong negative atmosphere, which is good for yuan Ling. It is obviously reasonable for him to wake up.

"Wait..."

"What about the martial spirit of the dark mist magician in my body?"

Ye Feng, who was not happy, was surprised and looked inside quickly, but found that his body was empty.

His declining God sea was clean, no matter the negative breath or purple evil mysterious fire, there was no trace.

"You mean the king's martial spirit?"

"Benyuan spirit has swallowed it. Without this little martial spirit, maybe Benyuan spirit can't wake up immediately."

"Tut Tut, the negative attribute energy here is really a great tonic. With this absorption, the yuan spirit has reached saturation at the current stage, which can be avoided for decades."

Before the words fell, Yuan Ling scolded again, "smelly boy, don't you want to die? Shenwu aquarium Haiyan, dare to break in casually?"

Ye Feng had a helpless hand: "I was just forced to be chased here, otherwise... I won't come in if you invite me..."

With a movement in his heart, his mental power contained the complex information in his mind and disappeared into Yuanling's figure, which was what Ye Feng had encountered during this period of time.

Yuan Ling, who received the message, had cold eyes and a surge of gray killing intention.

"Unexpectedly, benyuanling took a nap. Have you come to Zhongqian world?"

"It's true that strong people can be your opponents along the way, but... Two holy places are too shameless to deal with a small empty place."

Words are full of deep contempt.

"Alas, people are good at being bullied and horses are good at being ridden. Who makes me have no background? I'm just a minor role..."

Ye Feng sighed and shook his head hard.

"Ha ha, smelly boy, don't think benyuanling doesn't know what you're thinking. In fact, you don't need to use the bitter meat trick. It's not easy to get to the first level. Benyuanling is also trying to move his hands and feet."

Ao Jiao looked at Ye Feng and Yuan Ling said with a smile.

Being revealed by a word, Ye Feng was a little chatty, his eyes fell on Yuan Ling's almost solid body, and asked curiously, "have you reached the next level? What level have you reached in your current cultivation?"

Naturally, there are still some concerns in his mind.

Ao Shuanglou and tianwuqian are two holy places. This strength can not be underestimated.

"With the help of the negative energy of this place, it should be... No problem at the beginning of cleaning up one or two holy places."

He answered carelessly. Yuan Ling's eyes turned to the virtual spirit dragon hidden in the dark not far away. After observing for a moment, his eyes showed a bit of excitement again: "it's difficult for living creatures in the sea eye to survive. I didn't expect that such heaven and earth spirits were born..."

"If you clean it up, you can get unexpected benefits."

Mentioning Linglong, Ye Feng trembled subconsciously.

The negative breath caused by the beast almost scattered most of his spiritual power in the sea of God.

However, when he turned to look at the distance, he couldn't help but be stunned. The previously fierce sea eye spirit dragon curled up at the moment, with a look of great fear.

"Let me clean it up? OK?" nevertheless, Ye Feng still didn't dare to be careless.

"Don't worry, under the awe of Benyuan spirit, the power of this spirit doesn't exist. Moreover, it was hurt by people, and the loss of its original power is serious..." Yuanling said indifferently and wanted to fly there.

"This is your boy's chance. If you don't want to seize it... Ben Yuanling will swallow it. Don't blame me for not reminding you in advance."

"Don't... It's good not to take... It's not my style."

"Done!" Ye Feng steadied his mind, stood up and stepped out of the twelve light symbols.

"Thirty years east and thirty years West, you don't think you have today. Now, it's time for me to collect debts."

At the thought of almost becoming a slave to the beast, Ye Feng's anger immediately rose.

Roar

Seeing Ye Feng approaching, the spirit dragon instinctively roared, the purple light in his eyes flickered, opened his mouth and spit out a purple flame.

However, as Yuan Ling said, the intensity of this purple fire can not be compared with that before.

"Die!"

After a break, the yuan force in Ye Feng's hand burst out. With one blow, the purple fire was defeated, and then he covered the spirit dragon body.

Ye Feng now has only a severe loss of mental strength.

The previous internal and external injuries have already recovered after two days of repair, which does not affect the display of martial arts.

Feeling the killing intention in the fist, Linglong seemed to be angered, raised his head and roared, and the purple in his eyes became very rich.

Dozens of negative breath shot at him like arrows, quickly wrapped Ye Feng and stabbed him in his mind.

However, as soon as Yuan Ling raised his finger, a wisp of gray fog flew out, which immediately destroyed most of the negative breath.

The rest intruded into Ye Feng's divine sea. Ye Feng reluctantly raised his mental strength and shook it completely with a sudden shock.

"Eh? It seems that my mental strength has become stronger? It seems that I have entered... Level 14?"

Seeing a trace of negative breath, Ye Feng was instantly defeated by himself, and a trace of joy flashed in his eyes.

"Nonsense."

"You have previously withstood a very strong shock. While the resistance is increased, the strength can also be improved."

"Tut tut... It's not worth mentioning your Yuan Li cultivation, but your mental strength is beyond the expectation of Ben yuan Ling. In the virtual environment stage, you can reach level 14... This strength is comparable to the one who robbed the saint."

Sensing that Ye Feng's mental strength increased to level 14, Yuan Ling nodded approvingly.

"It's not too late. Break up the will of the spirit. It seems that someone is sealing the sea eye, probably trying to prevent yuan Ling from going out."

Looking up at the sky, Yuan Ling's face was serious for a few minutes.

"Good!"

Ye Feng sneered and looked at the shrinking Xu huanling dragon. His body suddenly moved. Like a streamer, he rushed out, waved his fist in the air, attracted a fierce fist, and smashed the head of the spirit dragon.

Pop!

The angry roar sounded, the spirit dragon shrunk, the purple fire in his eyes almost spewed out like substance, and the dragon tail pulled horizontally, bringing out a sound explosion.

"Don't lead the neck to be killed?"

Seeing the spirit dragon unwilling to give up the struggle, Ye Feng smiled gently. With Yuanling as the backing, he could just give it a go.

"Strange fire!"

Without waiting for Zisha XuanHuo to hit himself, Ye Feng changed his seal in his hand, and a "green black Youhuo" flew up and collided with Zisha XuanHuo.

"The power of Lei Yuan!"

The fist was smashed out again, and a thunder Gang fierce shot stabbed the spirit dragon in the middle of the head with the momentum of lightning.

The thunder attribute naturally can restrain the negative breath. If it was changed to the previous one, Ye Feng would certainly be difficult to cause damage to the spirit dragon, but the spirit dragon is in an extremely weak state and will be hit.

Stab

A series of harsh thunderstorms sounded, Linglong raised his hair and screamed bitterly, and his body became more illusory