Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Who is the dead bone?"

Ye Feng's pupils are tiny and the smell of withered bones is strange, which makes people feel scared.

The yellow sand is still flowing under him. Ye Feng wants to get rid of the yellow sand, but the injury is too serious. It is very difficult to move his arm, let alone get up.

At this time, black scorpions were drilled out under the yellow sand, just like the scorpions forming the withered bone throne. They waved their tails and stabbed Ye Feng with poisonous needles.

"Damn it!"

Ye Feng's eyes are cold.

It's really the tiger falling flat and the sun being bullied by the dog!

He was so badly injured that he was acted willfully by a group of scorpions.

For these black scorpions, maple leaf is very vigilant.

He doesn't know what happens when scorpion poison enters, but it will never feel good.

"Huh?"

Ye Feng's face was dull, and a surprised color appeared in his eyes. When the poison needle entered the body, there was inexplicable energy pouring into the body. This energy was harmless and was still helping him heal his body and even recover his accomplishments.

In a short time, Ye Feng's limbs have recovered as usual. Under the combined action of inexplicable energy and immortal demon body, his injury is healing rapidly.

Soon, Ye Feng sat up from the yellow sand and looked ahead. The yellow sand throne was not far away. The withered bone had changed its posture. A pale arm bone held his jaw and his head tilted. The fire in his eyes contained a trace of curiosity and stared at Ye Feng.

"It's too late to go."

Although his body has recovered, Ye Feng knows that it is wishful thinking to escape in front of this strange dead bone.

However, the other party seems to have no ill intention, otherwise he won't help to recover his injury.

A moment later, Ye Feng came to the withered bone under the surge of yellow sand. He stood up from the yellow sand and took a step to one side.

The yellow sand suddenly collapsed, and the dense black scorpions appeared, climbed to the dead bone, and gathered into a long sword in the dead bone's hand.

"Thank you for your help, master. Shenfeng is very grateful."

Ye Feng bowed and saluted in a sincere tone.

No matter what withered bone wants to do, it's always good intention for the other party to let the black scorpion cure him. It's better to be friendly.

"I haven't seen such an interesting little guy like you for a long time."

The fire jumping in the dead bone's eyes spread a message into Ye Feng's sea of knowledge, turned into an old voice and rang through the sea of knowledge.

"Who are you?"

Ye Feng has a slightly raised eyebrow and a strange face. It seems that the dead bone is an ancient existence.

Ye Feng couldn't see through the strength of withered bones, but vaguely felt that even if the spirit was burning, the spirit family God King was far from withered bones.

"It doesn't matter who this seat is."

Withered bone raised the arm bone and swung it twice. The arm bone was very small. Ye Feng's eyelids jumped slightly for fear that he would break his arm.

"Why are you here?"

The sound of withered bones resounded through the sea again.

"I'm trying for the black dragon palace. I want to be a soldier of the black dragon palace."

Ye Feng replied honestly.

"The idea is good, but your strength is difficult to do."

The fire in the eyes beat, the withered mouth suddenly opened, the upper row of teeth collided with the lower row, and the sound continued.

A faint flame came out of the withered chest, went up along the bone, came to the throat and rushed out of the mouth.

The fire shot into the center of Ye Feng's eyebrows, and Ye Feng's pupils shrank suddenly. He subconsciously wanted to avoid, but the fire was too fast for him.

"Hiss!"

The fire burned Ye Feng's eyebrows, leaving a brand in his eyebrows, like a small Scripture.

Soon, the scripture disappeared, but it poured into the sea.

Ye Feng felt the majestic information pouring into the sea of knowledge. He was surprised when he digested the information.

Withered bones didn't hurt him, but taught him a secret skill, Youming Sutra.

The information does not explain the origin of the nether Sutra, but only shows that cultivating this sutra can improve the spirit, and even enable the spirit to fight in and out of the body, so as to enhance the combat effectiveness.

These are just the insignificant uses of the nether Sutra. Its most powerful point is that the practice of this Sutra to the deep can protect the soul from falling into reincarnation and forever exist in the world.

Even if the body disappears, as long as you cultivate the nether world Sutra, you can be immortal. Ye Feng guessed that the dead bones in front of you may be the disappearance of the body and the existence of the spirit.

Dead bones are dead objects. The fire in the eyes is the person who talks with Ye Feng, that is, the immortal spirit.

"Elder, are you..."

Ye Feng blinked and looked puzzled at the fire.

"Buzz!"

The fire burned violently, rushed out of his eyes, turned into a fuzzy human shape, and stood in front of Ye Feng.

"Youming Sutra can help you pass the test."

The old man's voice sounded, and the other party then said, "you know that there is something strange in the sea. You can't even observe this Buddha. You must be a divine thing.

As soon as he said this, Ye Feng was calm on the surface, but he was very surprised. There was a divine thing in his mind, the flower of life and death, which could bring the dead back to life.

But Ye Feng didn't expect that the other party could see this and looked good. The other party didn't covet it, otherwise it would be in big trouble.

"That's why we have a good relationship with you. If we have a good relationship in the future, those guys will meet you. At that time, you need to help them."

The vague figure stepped forward and stretched out his palm. "If you agree, make an oath with me. If you don't want to, I will take back the nether Sutra."

Looking at the palm composed of the raging fire, Ye Feng's mouth was slightly stiff. It was not that he was unwilling to make an oath, but that he was worried that the fire would hurt him.

"Don't worry, this is my soul fire. It won't hurt you."

It seemed that Ye Feng was worried, and the old voice immediately said. At the same time, in the palm of his hand, he lit up complex runes, surrounded by the rhyme of heaven's Secret Tao, which was particularly miraculous.

"How?"

The other asked again.

"Thanks for your appreciation, God Maple will not refuse."

Ye Feng smiled. He didn't resist signing the oath. The nether Sutra is no small matter. It is comparable to the existence of demon Zun skill.

At the same time, Ye Feng is also worried that if he doesn't agree, who knows whether the other party will make a move, so Ye Feng agrees.

Then, Ye Feng stretched out his palm and stuck it with the palms of the fuzzy figure.

The fire covered his palm, and Ye Feng didn't feel any discomfort. He really didn't hurt, but there was a stabbing pain in the palm. It was the mysterious rune.

A moment later, his palms separated, and Ye Feng looked at the center of his palm, and a mysterious Rune also appeared. The rune halo flowed and suddenly dissipated.

But virtually, Ye Feng felt that there was something between heaven and earth that implicated him. It must be the oath. If he violated the oath, he would be punished by heaven and earth.

"Well, the oath has been signed."

The vague figure was very calm, but there was a trace of joy in the old voice, which was captured by Ye Feng.

"Here is this pearl. You must be able to use it."

In the belly of the blurred figure, the raging fire suddenly dispersed, revealing a nothingness, and an earthy Yellow Pearl flew out, containing the majestic ferocity.

"This is..."

Ye Feng looked carefully after catching it. He couldn't help jumping his eyelids. He was absent-minded for a moment.

The Pearl in hand is several times stronger than the ordinary pearl. It contains great aura and some rules, Tao rhymes and rules related to soil.

"If this pearl is refined, it may be able to understand the law of the earth."

Ye Feng was awe inspiring. He didn't expect the other party to be so generous. He raised his head to thank him, but found that the fuzzy figure had already disappeared.

The throne and collapsed, turned into a pile of sand, withered bones and those black scorpions, followed without trace. Just everything was like the illusion of leaf maple.