Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Anyway, you just need to know that the little girl Hong Fuqi is safe and sound now." Vice President Bi drank and pulled master Dong's sleeve, "old Dong, this boy will be handed over to master Yan. Let's go!"

Some things can not be disclosed casually according to their identity.

Master Dong smiled kindly, then took a bag from the storage ring and handed it to Ye Feng.

"What is it?" Ye Feng reached out and took it.

As soon as the spirit perceives it, he has the answer.

Master Dong said: "the one whom Yan Ge mainly took you to see, the strength of Dandao is far above me. Ye Feng, everything you prepared is here. Since Yan Ge master leads the way, I can rest assured. I don't worry about this, but... The main medicine is left..."

He doesn't know that Ye Feng has got lihuolinglian.

Ye Feng was very grateful. He didn't say thanks for his kindness. Master Dong really had no reservations about himself. It seems that he can only find a chance to repay his kindness in the future.

He nodded and put the bag into the storage ring.

Over there, vice president Bi began to urge. Master Dong turned around and was about to go through the void with Vice President Bi into the "flying ferry". At this time, Ye Feng suddenly remembered an event, which immediately made him cold in his heart and said, "master, parting is imminent. I don't know when Ma Yue will meet next time. Can you tell me the origin of the messenger."

Master Dong obviously recognized the origin of the communication Rune left by Zhao Dapeng at that time, but master Dong was worried about Ye Feng's lack of strength and was afraid that he would act impulsively, so he didn't tell him the exact origin.

Master Dong, who stopped, turned slightly and showed a cautious expression on his face: "Ye Feng, your strength has been greatly improved, but you still can't afford to offend each other in a short time..."

"Master... Father and foe are sworn against each other! Even if you don't tell me, Ye Feng will do everything possible to find out who is behind the damage to my Ye family and save my father." Ye Feng looks firm and has unshakable determination in his voice.

No one can make Ye Feng give up this belief.

If master Dong doesn't say it, go find someone else. Ye Feng will never give up.

Seeing his expression, master Dong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "hey... Just, I tell you four words, maybe it has something to do with what you want to know. Remember..."

Ye Feng nodded.

"Megatron Tiannan!"

What do these four words mean?

Ye Feng was a little confused, so he wanted to ask again. Master Dong had stepped into the vortex of "crossing the sky" inspired by Vice President Bi, and the figure disappeared in his vision.

"Lord Yan, have you ever heard of Megatron Tiannan?"

Helpless Ye Feng can only turn to ask Yan Siya.

"Megatron Tiannan? No? Is it a person? Or what sect family?" Yan Siya said strangely.

"I don't know!" Ye Feng shook his head, but nodded again. Anyway, he will find the answer of these four words as soon as possible. Master Dong has given clues, and it is obvious that the four words "Megatron Tiannan" are much easier to search than a mysterious communication spell.

Yan Siya doesn't know. Naturally someone knows.

……

In the huge cave where Mr. Zhao Da lives in the black market, Yan Siya and Ye Feng are standing in front of Mr. Zhao Da with messy hair and sloppy clothes.

After not seeing him for a while, Mr. Zhao Da became haggard. What he exuded was a strong sense of death, which made Yan Siya quite sad.

"Ha ha... Boy, it's not bad. You've really come back alive? How's it going? Where's the strange fire? Take out the strange fire quickly." he couldn't wait, grabbed Ye Feng's arm and looked around.

Ye Feng scratched his head and didn't know how to answer: "Mr. Zhao... Sorry..."

Hearing these two words, Mr. Zhao Da frowned, and his face was about to be folded into a paper plane. He looked very disappointed.

"Hey, it seems that the chance is still a little bad. Life, it's all life..." he looked up and sighed, with an unspeakable bleakness in his voice.

This time, Mr. Zhao Da had to give up his heart because he didn't have time to wait.

Originally, Ye Feng was entrusted with this impossible task. Mr. Zhao da just took the dead horse as a living horse doctor. It is common sense that he could not get a different fire. For tens of thousands of years, how many virtual realms and even the king and strong have failed to subdue the green and dark fire in the crematorium, not to mention Ye Feng, such a born boy?

He just had a chance in his heart. At the last moment, he just gave it a try.

"I knew that even if there were Qingxin pill and xiaohuosan, congenital boy couldn't get Qingwu Youhuo. Hey, forget it. Complaining is not my old Zhao's character. It's good for you to come back alive... Well, you didn't go into the crematorium?" Mr. Zhao looked at Ye Feng in amazement and doubted.

"I went into the crematorium... Twice." Ye Feng reported truthfully.

"It's precious to be able to enter the crematorium... So you entered the crematorium but didn't find the green dark fire?" Mr. Zhao Da nodded and narrowed his eyes.

"It's not..."

"What do you mean, did you find the green dark fire?" Mr. Zhao Da's narrowed eyes widened abruptly.

"And the lotus leaves the fire," Ye Feng added.

"Good guy! I'm sure Lao Zhao didn't see the wrong person. Girl Yan, the boy you recommended is good. Hey... It's a pity that he missed the powerful fire in the end." Mr. Zhao Da looked very lonely and sighed.

What a pity.

If you don't enter the crematorium, or enter the crematorium but can't find a different fire, it's OK.

But now it's not the case. He actually found Qingwu Youhuo, but failed to succeed. This is the most pity.

"Er, Mr. Zhao, I didn't lose touch with different fire. Although the process was a little difficult and dangerous, I got both Qingwu Youhuo and lihuolinglian..." Ye Feng whispered.

"It's all right if you can't get it. The chance hasn't come yet... What?" Mr. Zhao jumped up and screamed, as if he had been stung by a wasp. He looked at Ye Feng with a trace of disbelief in his eyes.

"Say it again!" he said eagerly.

"I said that when I entered the crematorium this time, I successfully collected Qingwu Youhuo and lihuolinglian. But now, I can't give you the different fire..." Ye Feng replied shyly.

"Ye Feng, don't sell off. Old Zhao and I are very curious. Quickly tell the story from head to toe, but there are still many serious things to do." Yan Siya shook her head with a smile and said in a charming voice.

"All right."

The three sat down around an old table full of bottles and cans. Ye Feng explained some of them roughly