Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Tang chuxue's mood he Qimin was sharp. He immediately seized the opportunity. The colorful divine light smashed Han Lun's yellow spiritual light like a bamboo, and disappeared into his head.

"Poof!"

Han Lun's eyes were loose and fell to the ground with a puff.

"Done? Hmm? He's not dead yet? Ha ha, Tang chuxue, why are you so stupid that you can't even kill a person?"

Seeing that Han Lun's body was still twitching, Ye Feng walked forward indifferently. Without saying a word, he inspired a Qianyuan Qi in his hand and directly penetrated the back of Han Lun's brain. Then he neatly touched Han Lun's storage ring and threw the body to the flaming lion king.

"Don't kill..."

It was not until the sound of "Ga Bang GA Bang" sounded that the stunned snow in the early Tang Dynasty screamed.

Unfortunately, it's obviously more than one beat late.

In an instant, a black gas flashed. Ye Feng seemed to know that there was something more in the sea, which made him vaguely feel that something was wrong.

Tang chuxue stared at him coldly, with consternation in his eyes.

"Ha ha... Why are you looking at me like this? I have flowers on my face?" Ye Feng smiled, pretending not to care.

"I told you not to kill him. Why did you kill him..." Tang chuxue was speechless.

"When you said not to kill him, I already killed him." Ye Feng replied, seeing Tang chuxue's strange expression on his face, "well, kill him too. The body has been destroyed. It's a big deal. I'll share the things in his storage ring with you equally."

"You..." hearing Ye Feng's words, Tang chuxue's chest fluctuated violently and said angrily, "do you think I want his things?"

"Don't you want it? Ha... That's the best. But why don't you let me kill him? The president said, don't be merciful when you meet people in Beihan." Ye Feng smiled and put back half of the storage ring.

"I didn't let you kill him, but I didn't kill him in this way." Tang chuxue looked at him, shook his head and said, "do you have a feeling now that something is entangled in the sea?"

"Eh, how do you know?" Ye Feng was surprised.

"Of course I know." Tang chuxue said unhappily. "This person has a spiritual mark left by the master of inscriptions. Whoever kills him, the spiritual mark will be marked in the other party's knowledge of the sea. You know what's more in the sea. Don't I have to say more?"

"This..." Ye Feng's face changed. "What spiritual mark will be left in my sea of knowledge? Will there be any negative effects?"

"No negative effects, but the spiritual imprint on you means that you killed this person. The master who left the imprint must be the Changyang nine orifices of the northern Han Empire. Since this person attaches importance to separating the Yang nine orifices from a trace of spiritual identity and status, he is absolutely extraordinary." Tang chuxue looked at Ye Feng and said a few words pitifully: "You're finished. Yang Jiuqiao won't let you go."

"How do you know that?" Ye Feng was startled and asked quickly.

"It's very simple, because I also have similar marks on me. If anyone kills me, this mark on me will leave a mark on the other party's knowledge of the sea. As long as it is close to a hundred miles, it can be perceived by the president's grandfather..." Tang chuxue said faintly.

Tang chuxue's words made Ye Feng frown. Like Ding Rushan, Yang Jiuqiao was the master of inscriptions. If he wanted to kill himself, he might be able to kill himself a hundred times with a flick of his finger.

This time, it seems really reckless.

"Is there any way to eliminate this mark?" after pondering, Ye Feng asked the last question.

"Of course there are ways. But you can't do it," Tang chuxue shook his head and sighed when he saw Ye Feng looking forward to himself, "When Grandpa president planted the mark for me, he said that only those who are mentally stronger than him can eliminate this mark. The spiritual cultivation of yangjiuqiao is half as good as Grandpa president. Therefore, unless you find someone whose mental strength is higher than grandpa president, there is no other way."

Listening to her explanation, Ye Feng wanted to cry without tears.

If Tang chuxue had explained earlier, he would not have started rashly.

After all, Han Lun has just lost his consciousness. Taking him to feed the monster and even throwing him into the crack of the void can completely destroy him, but now he is in trouble

"That's it. Damn it." Ye Feng beat his feet hard.

Now we can only place our hope on chairman Ding. When we came in, the four presidents explained. No matter what happened inside, they can't do it again after they come out.

I hope the guy who died in his own hands is not important enough to break Yang Jiuqiao's face.

A moment later, Ye Feng regained his composure. Instead of paying attention to the snow in the early Tang Dynasty, he took out the storage ring of Han Lun and Zhang Biao and injected his spiritual strength into it.

There are more than 400000 inferior spirit stones and several bottles of pills inside, but there are not many things.

However, there is a long sword in Han Lun's storage ring. From the spirit inspired from it, the grade reaches the Yellow level.

"Well, what is this?"

At the bottom of the storage ring, Ye Feng felt out a leather bag.

It looks like a storage bag, but there is nothing in it.

"This is a spirit beast bag, which has its own space. You can put tame monsters, such as your flaming lion king, in it." Tang chuxue said.

She also has one in hand. Not only does she have it, but every leader in the four countries has a spirit beast bag in his hand. Of course, the purpose is to hold the empty beast.

The storage ring can only store dead things, but the spirit beast bag can carry living monsters. Naturally, the value is ten times more expensive than the storage ring.

Now it's cheaper, Ye Feng.

As soon as he said this, Ye Feng immediately took out his bag and flew into the air at the flame lion king. Suddenly, the big guy who was angry all over in front of him immediately disappeared.

Originally, Ye Feng was still worried. After going out, he followed a mysterious monster behind him. What should he do.

That's definitely going to cause a sensation in the whole capital.

Moreover, the flaming Lion King is full of fire and can spit out a series of sparks when he makes a noise. If he touches it next to it, it will cause a fire. With this spirit beast bag, he doesn't have such trouble. How can he not surprise Ye Feng?

When he cleaned up everything, Tang Chu Xue looked at him and asked, "Ye Feng, there are still many days before the entrance is opened. What shall we do next?"

Ye Feng smiled faintly and said, "naturally, I packed all the useful things in this space."

He looked at the open-minded grass everywhere in the canyon, cried happily and said, "come on, pull the grass first."