Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Without mercy, Ye Feng gave a signal to the demon flame dragon and lion to kill the half Saint under his claw.

Then he looked at Lingming and said, "it doesn't matter if the destination is the same. It's just a special place, not a unique treasure."

"But you are so aggressive that you think your strength is stronger than us, but you will kill people as soon as you come up?"

"Now, do you think you will be our opponent?"

"Roar..."

The demon flame dragon and lion were very cooperative. They roared at Lingming and overflowed with evil spirit.

"Hahaha, the law of the jungle. Mole ants like you deserve to live with us?"

Lingming laughed loudly, then said with contempt: "it's just a half holy monster. It may have some effect on other martial arts, but if you want to deal with yourself, it's... Fool talking about dreams!"

As the words fell, his momentum began to climb slowly.

Ye Feng's eyebrows wrinkled, and his face showed a look of consternation.

"This is... The breath of the Holy Land... You, not semi holy? You have entered the holy land?!"

He stared at Lingming.

Lingming's rising breath made him very familiar.

Ye Feng will never feel mistakes. What the other party reveals is indeed the momentum of the holy land.

In addition, this man dared to take his time when he saw his companion killed by the lion king, which made Ye Feng more sure.

The other party... Is a holy land!!

Yang Zhen, who followed behind Ye Feng, showed a flustered look in an instant.

The gap between semi holy land and real holy land is not a speck.

Ye Feng can easily kill half the holy land, but in the face of the real holy land, even if it is only a heavy holy land, there is no chance of winning.

Anxious Yang really wanted to pull up Ye Feng and turn around to escape.

Just

Ye Feng didn't make any other moves except for his cautious look, but stared at Lingming with the burning eyes.

It's no use running.

Now in this case, how can you let yourself run away?

Unless you use the ten thousand mile instant talisman, but in this way, all your previous efforts will be wasted. How can Ye Feng be reconciled?

"I have some knowledge. If it weren't for some reason, I had to seal my accomplishments temporarily. You mole ants don't even have the qualification to see me!"

Lingming's tone is cold.

At this time, he seemed to be a high God.

Ye Feng was surprised, but he reacted quickly.

It seems that this man's mouth is bare and he doesn't take action directly. Is he sealing on the unsealed body?

"Dragon and lion, come on."

On reading, Ye Feng commanded the magic flame dragon and lion to harass him, delaying the speed of the other party's unsealing.

As for myself, I took out the demon emperor's bow directly. Driven by the secret method of "riot", I hissed and shot two arrows in succession under the increase of Yuan force!

Two arrows pierce the void like meteors falling to the ground and shoot at Lingming.

At this time, only before the other party has finished unsealing can we kill him.

Otherwise, once the man is unsealed, they will even run for their lives.

"Huh?"

"Holy soldier? Is it a top holy soldier?"

Seeing the power of the demon emperor's bow, Lingming was stunned first, and then showed a sneer.

"Such a holy soldier, if you have semi holy practice now, you can indeed bring some threats to yourself. It's a pity that such a good holy soldier is a natural thing in the hands of mole ants like you."

"Or... Give it to me."

The power of the demon emperor's bow is so strong that it can easily kill half saints in seconds.

However, two arrows in succession did not bring much trouble to Lingming.

As soon as he raised his fingers, his body trembled twice, and a blood red yuan force armor was formed. The yuan Qi arrows from the unfavourable demon Emperor God bow only stimulated two ripples on the yuan force armor.

Not even the armor can be broken.

Ye Feng was shocked: "you... Are not an ordinary saint!"

If it is just an ordinary holy land and only goes through one or two natural disasters, these two arrows are enough to hurt each other in the state of incomplete unsealing at the moment.

Obviously, Lingming's strength is not as simple as going through one or two natural disasters.

This made Ye Feng's heart sink to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

Facing the saints who have survived more than three natural disasters, he has no possibility of resistance.

Can you really only transmit escape?

"Mole ants don't need to know so much, let alone a mole ant about to die."

Lingming did not answer Ye Feng's question, but still said it in that indifferent and superior tone.

At the same time, the figure took a step forward and pointed out.

On the fingertips, a surging holy power surged and bombarded the head of the magic flame dragon and lion.

After the magic flame dragon and lion turned over, he stepped back, and then stood in place and kept yelling, but he didn't dare to go forward.

Monsters are more sensitive to danger.

Obviously, the magic flame dragon and lion also noticed the power of Lingming and was afraid.

"Come back."

Ye Feng couldn't bear to let the magic flame dragon and lion suffer a heavy blow. After calling, he put it into the spirit handbag.

He himself took several pills continuously, tried his best to open the demon emperor's bow and shot an arrow again.

This arrow gathered all the strength of Ye Feng.

cut off all means of retreat!

There is no other choice. Only by doing our best and hitting Lingming hard can we have a chance to live.

Ye Feng couldn't care to keep his strength at all.

Boom!

The force of the arrow bombarded the past.

Lingming was still smiling contemptuously. He didn't care about the power of the arrow. If he wanted to repeat the old skill, he blocked the arrow with Yuan force armor.

However, when the power of the arrow burst out and burst on him, his face suddenly changed.

Boom.

The arrow pierced Yuan Li's armor and hit his shoulder.

A flash of blood.

"Damn it, a mere mole of ants hurt me. Later, I must let you live and die!"

Lingming makes a cold cry in his mouth, points his finger at his shoulder, and uses holy power to stop bleeding and heal wounds.

At the moment, his breath was rising, and he was infinitely close to the saint who had survived three natural disasters.

Ye Feng's face turned white.

The arrow he shot with all his strength only made Lingming suffer a slight injury that was not fatal. Now he has no extra strength and continues to cast the demon Emperor God bow.

The holy land, even the Holy Land sealed for cultivation, made him feel powerless.

When the holy power was worshipped, a wave of holy power came to his face.

Ye Feng stood with his teeth clenched and blood spilled between his mouth and nose.

"Mole ants! It's your lifetime honor to have the honor to see your strength."

Lingming is like a high God's residence, overlooking Ye Feng and pointing out in the air.

It's cold and penetrating.

Let Ye Feng feel the breath of death.

He wants to move, he wants to resist, he wants to run away.

But was imprisoned in place, unable to move a penny.

"No, no, elder martial brother Ye!"

Terrified Yang Zhen, who didn't know where he had the courage, flew forward and tried to stop Ye Feng.

"Noisy!"

But Lingming just gave a cold hum and waved his hand. He flew out upside down and fell heavily on the ground, breaking a lot of bones all over.

"Are you dying..."

Ye Feng is unwilling, but he has nothing to do.

He could only watch the power come in an instant and fall in the center of his eyebrows.

However, the next moment, he did not feel any pain.

Ye Feng even closed his eyes and was ready for death, but found that he was not dead or even injured.

What's going on?

Fiercely opened his eyes, Ye Feng looked stunned. Seeing the strange villain, he didn't know when he appeared in front of him again, carrying a lantern and whispering to himself.

"The new wind rises and leaves fall. Master, in this life, if you don't come, I'm not old."

Ye Feng was stunned.

What is this?

It was not only him, but also Lingming who was also stunned.

"How is it possible that one blow by yourself is enough to kill one or two ordinary saints. You are just a king's realm boy. How can you be unharmed?!"

Lingming stares at Ye Feng.

He couldn't understand.

I obviously hit the other party with that blow, but even if the other party didn't die, unexpectedly... Didn't even hurt at all?

Shit?