Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Hiss!"

A cold flash flashed, and Yingsheng's body turned into two halves. The holy fire melted the sky and shrouded his flesh and soul.

"Ah! Don't kill me, don't kill me, I know I'm wrong!"

The spirit of Ying Sheng wailed in the fire.

Ye Feng can directly erase the spirit of Yingsheng, but he didn't do so. He was very unhappy with Yingsheng and absolutely let the other party experience the pain of burning.

Ying Sheng saw that Ye Feng was unmoved by his request for mercy, and the spirit's face suddenly became ferocious. "How dare you kill me? I'm the supreme shadow clan. You're just a humble mole ant. If you kill me, the shadow clan won't let you go, and your clan will die because of you!"

Yingsheng knows that Ye Feng is a god owl family, but the God owl family is only a hidden family of the demon family after all. Although their blood is good, it is still not worth mentioning compared with the shadow family in the divine world.

"Ridiculous!"

Ye Feng dismisses it and looks at Yingsheng's spirit constantly scolding, wailing, and even turning into ashes in his painful begging for mercy. Only then can he recover his strength and become a person.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and Ye Feng turned pale. For him, the war also consumed a lot.

Ye Feng would not use such means as immortal reincarnation flame at all. After all, it is very difficult for him to maintain the flame of this level.

At the back of the neck, there was a wound that had not healed. It was hurt by the knife of the sneak attack. The power of the shadow family was like black maggots running around in the flesh and blood, which was difficult to disperse.

Ye Feng clenched his teeth and moved forward hard. Now his strength is almost exhausted. If he meets the enemy again, even if it is just an ordinary generation, Ye Feng can't resist the Tianjiao with the five and seven strength of Shenjing.

"Boom!"

Just then, there was a sound from the void, and Ye Feng's pupils narrowed. He caught the movement, indicating that someone came across the space.

"Who!"

Ye Feng clenched his teeth and stood ready. He saw a figure flying out of the space.

"God Maple? What's the matter with you?"

Seeing Ye Feng's weak appearance, the visitor couldn't help shouting.

"Hoo..."

Ye Feng's body suddenly relaxed and almost sat on the ground, "you scared me to death."

Long Wu scratched his head and his eyes were still a little confused. He had wandered around the periphery of the medicine park before and came to investigate when he noticed the fluctuation of the battle.

Unexpectedly, the battle was over, but Ye Feng looked weak.

"What happened?"

The Dragon witch asked curiously.

"I met the shadow family."

Ye Feng shook his head and said weakly, "this is not a place to talk. Take me to a safe place first and wait until I recover."

Hearing the speech, the Dragon witch hurried forward, palmed a move, shrouded Ye Feng with dragon Qi, and flew away with Ye Feng.

Finally, they stopped in a valley. This is the deep part of the medicine garden. The valley is very quiet and hidden, which generally won't attract people's attention.

On the way, Long Wu was amazed at Ye Feng's experience. Ye Feng's strength was really strong. He was able to kill Yingsheng and other top talents of the shadow family. One enemy four did not suffer heavy damage, but his strength was exhausted.

Long Wu thought for a while. If he did his best, he was just like Ye Feng. Therefore, he increasingly lamented that Ye Feng had unparalleled talent.

You know, Ye Feng is still only the eighth level of the holy land, and who is not the fifth level of the holy land when entering the medicine garden?

Even if the top Tianjiao here has the five powers of Shenjing, it is not worth mentioning compared with Ye Feng.

Ye Feng is the eighth holy land, holy land!

A holy land has such combat power that the Dragon witch, who thinks he is extremely arrogant and the noble blood of the dragon family in the divine world, feels ashamed.

In the valley, maple leaf sat cross legged and swallowed a handful of pills to restore strength.

The Dragon witch protects Ye Feng's Dharma. The power of the spirit spreads out and covers hundreds of miles. Anyone approaching him will be aware of it and ensure that he is safe.

It was getting dark. Ye Feng stood up and his injury had healed.

"Well, let's go."

Long Wu nodded slightly when he heard the speech. During Ye Feng's recuperation, no one passed by and there was no danger.

This medicine garden is very large. Ye Feng and they don't know the specific location in the ruins, so they can only choose one location at will.

Along the way, I met some people on the way, most of whom were alone. Occasionally, there were only two or three people walking in a team. They were very alert to each other and there was no conflict.

"They are all from other teams. They should also be sent here immediately."

The Dragon witch observed their faces and said.

"Yes."

Ye Feng's face is indifferent. These people are ordinary people. They should be the team sent by ordinary forces. There is no threat. The team of top forces such as shadow clan and divine beast clan has not met yet.

After advancing in the medicine garden for a long time, Ye Feng suddenly gave a meal. He noticed a wonderful smell coming from a distance.

"It's the left side..."

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes. The smell was very weak. He couldn't find it without careful induction. That is, Ye Feng's flesh could only be found with the help of the fire saint.

Even the real dragon, the Dragon witch, didn't notice it.

"What's the matter?"

The Dragon witch's face was solemn and thought Ye Feng found the enemy.

"Some findings, it should be a divine medicine, the grade is not low."

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes. The source of the smell was not close to him. The taste was weak to the extreme, but he felt refreshed when inhaled into his body. It was obviously extraordinary.

For the divine realm, ordinary medicinal materials are no longer in their eyes.

Only those medicinal materials that have divine power and can be called divine medicine can be attracted.

The magic medicine is divided into nine grades from one to nine. The medicine garden is the most common magic medicine, and the smell smelled by Ye Feng is far more than that of a magic medicine.

"Although the second grade divine medicine is extraordinary, it has no effect. It is also the third grade at the lowest!"

Ye Feng's heart moved slightly, and the three products of divine medicine were rare in the world. Even the divine king was difficult to seek.

As for higher-grade divine medicine, it is even more rare. It is often bred by heaven and earth, and its work depends on nature.

It is said that in ancient times, there was a top strong man, the God King jiuzhong. At first, he was just an ordinary teenager, and he didn't even have the talent of practice.

However, he inadvertently swallowed a six grade divine medicine called chengxiancao. At this point, his natural understanding completely changed and he easily became the God King.

"Although the three divine medicines cannot be compared with the six divine medicines, they are not trivial."

Longwu's eyes lit up and he was very excited.

"Go and have a look."

Ye Feng took the lead and ran to the place where the medicine fragrance came.

Before long, Ye Feng and he rushed to the place, but there was a hall ahead. The hall was as high as 100 feet. The door was made of gold and hung a plaque.

"Tibetan medicine cave."

"Is this a cave?"

Ye Feng's heart moved. In the past, he had seen a small cave in the first World War of the Amethyst family.

Today, this hall is called Tibetan medicine cave, but you don't know whether it's true or false.

"There must be no need to fool people because of the existence of the God King of the blue sky."

Long Wu smiled. Dongtian is a treasure. Ordinary people can't get it. They often name their courtyard Dongtian to raise their face.

However, the owner of the ruins is the God King of the blue sky. Although it is difficult to find the cave, it is not very difficult for the God King. There is no need to make a fake for future generations to laugh at.

"So it is."

Ye Feng agrees in his heart, converges his mind, walks forward, reaches out and pushes the door.