Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Lingming was extremely surprised, but he was not stunned for too long, so he pointed out again.

This time, the strength is much stronger than that just now.

He was puzzled by the previous situation.

It's weird.

But he didn't believe that the same thing could happen again.

But the fact is that this blow broke up inexplicably when it reached near Ye Feng's forehead.

It's dissipation.

Lingming, who frowned wildly, saw clearly that his attack was washed away by an inexplicable force.

Moreover, the inexplicable power and level are much stronger than him.

Will let his attack be quietly melted away, not even a sound.

If there is little difference between the two levels of power, there will definitely be a violent collision and it will not be so calm. Only when you are far more than yourself and can understate, will the previous scene appear.

At this moment, Lingming's look became extremely vigilant, even with a bit of fear.

The level of power is stronger than him, and strangely, he did not find any trace or sound of the other party, which is enough to explain the unknown existence, and the strength is much stronger than him.

He had to be on full alert.

At the same time, the young king standing behind him also had cold eyes.

But there was no fear in his face.

Just staring at Ye Feng's eyes, the killing machine was exposed.

"Young master, the situation has changed. Collect some water first. If the situation is wrong, you must leave here at the first time."

Lingming whispered to the young man in the king's territory.

The latter nodded slightly.

Ye Feng has also found out the situation.

When the opponent's attack was about to reach him, in the dark, the strange villain who only he could see waved the lantern in his hand.

There was a faint purple mist on the lantern, which directly melted Lingming's attack.

It shocked him.

At this time, Lingming is already a holy land. With a full blow, he can be belittled by this strange villain.

He looked at the little man with shock.

What kind of strength is this?

The villain is looking at him, too.

Ye Feng saw the villain's face thoroughly this time, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"What a delicate little fellow, like a porcelain doll!"

He dares to say that the face of the strange villain is the most exquisite and lovely of all the children he has ever seen.

It's like drawing.

He even felt that if he was a normal child, he could not grow so exquisite and perfect.

Hearing this, Yang Zhen was in a relaxed mood when he saw Ye Feng safe, and mentioned his voice for another moment.

He knew that Ye Feng must have seen the strange villain again at this moment.

Lingming and others were shocked in their hearts and looked at each other with consternation in their eyes.

Where's the little guy here?

Especially Lingming, looking at Ye Feng talking and interacting with the air in front of him, he suddenly thought of something, and his face became very afraid.

"This boy, isn't he suffering from the strange temptation of Youzhou and seeing something he shouldn't see?!"

After that, he slipped back a few steps.

The king's youth also retreated one after another.

Look at their appearance, it is clear that they are also extremely afraid of the so-called strange things in Youzhou.

So that an expert who has survived three or four holy robberies doesn't want to be contaminated easily

They can't afford to attack Ye Feng again. Seeing Lingming's appearance, they are ready to run away at any time.

Ye Feng naturally saw Lingming's actions.

Just now, he doesn't have time to take care of it.

Because the villain, once again, sang in an almost strange way. After saying those words that made him sound inexplicable, he suddenly changed a more normal tone, stared at him and said:

"The price of helping you, in exchange for blood!"

The words were full of a taste of old age. It was difficult for Ye Feng to feel that it was said by the villain as delicate as a porcelain doll in front of him.

And this is not difficult to understand. He asked tentatively, "you help me, just... Want my blood?"

The villain nodded.

Ye Feng became a little confused. What the hell is this?

"Cough, what, if you want my blood, it should be very simple?"

He pondered a little and used honorific words.

Although the villain looks like a porcelain doll, all this makes Ye Feng dare not look at the strange guy with the eyes of a child.

The strength of this villain is so strong that you can do it casually if you want his blood?

He doesn't quite understand. Why should he take the initiative to ask himself?

According to the records left by Bai Mu, all the mysteries in Youzhou are mainly about human life, which is an evil existence that can not be easily contaminated.

But now the other party actually talks about conditions with himself, which makes Ye Feng hard to imagine.

"Blood!"

However, the other party didn't explain to him, just spit out a word.

At the same time, there was an unusually cold smell, enveloping Ye Feng.

Let Ye Feng instantly understand that if he doesn't hand over his blood as soon as possible, I'm afraid

Special.

Obviously, it's so strange and powerful that you have to force blood to get it directly?

Do you have to give it willingly?

"What are you going to play? The strong tease mole ants and find speed. Can't you feel it?"

Ye Feng's stomach was full of Fei, but he was very honest. He stretched out his hand and shook, cut his left arm and let the blood flow out.

He didn't know how much the villain wanted, so he could only control the blood to flow slowly.

The villain waved the lantern in his hand. There was a purple mist on the lantern, which filled the wound of Ye Feng. After absorbing about half a bowl of blood, he stopped.

After sucking blood, the villain showed some satisfaction.

Seeing this, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief and began to stop the wound.

Although so much blood has been shed, it's easy to say as long as it can satisfy the strange villain.

However, as soon as he had the idea, he saw the villain pointing to another arm and spitting out a word.

"Blood!"

holy crap

Ye Feng's eyes darkened and he almost fainted.

Is there a mistake?

Dunima put more than half a bowl of blood. What else?

Really think it's water?

He wanted to curse, but he didn't dare to make any changes at all. He honestly made a cut in his right arm.

Let the other party take blood.

This time, it's more than half a bowl.

Ye Feng has a black face. Fortunately, he is not an ordinary person. Otherwise, he would have fainted if he had put so much blood at one time.

But even so, it still made him feel a little dizzy and pale. He quickly took out a pill and swallowed it.

He is a little hard to understand. Why does this little man want so much blood?

But Ye Feng didn't dare to ask, so he could only comfort himself in his heart.

Fortunately, the other party just took their own normal blood, not their own blood essence.

Otherwise, if he is a cow, he can't let him draw a big bowl.