Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Kill, kill.

Half a day later, Ye Feng's head reached 53000 points.

This figure, placed in any previous session, can be stable into the inner door of 10000 Jue Zong.

It's really something special this time.

In the past, the examiners of martial arts were scattered in tens of thousands of miles around the secret place. As soon as five days came, they would be automatically transmitted. At the last moment, everyone was careful and hid their tracks. At most, they hid in the dark against others.

But the animal tide drove nearly half of the martial arts examiners to this valley.

Because there are no fewer than tens of thousands of corpses fallen by the beast tide, and the number of demon beasts is unprecedented. In this way, as long as the martial arts who can survive the attack of the beast tide, each will get a lot of points.

Now these people gather in a certain range and kill each other. With fewer and fewer people, each martial artist has thousands of points on his head, and then these surviving people besiege Ye Feng in groups. Why doesn't his points on his head soar?

As time went by, more and more martial artists died in Ye Feng's hands. His accomplishments remained in the congenital seven fold, but his combat ability was improving by leaps and bounds, especially his fire control techniques.

Provoking a storage ring on a dead warrior's finger, Ye Feng smiled at the corners of his mouth. He could feel a lot of hidden people around him, but when he saw strong people dying under his own hands, he had to weigh it carefully if he wanted to pay attention

More than an hour later, more than ten figures came here. Each of these people has a strong breath and strength.

The first one, with deep eyes and thick breath, exudes the same authority as Liu Runze.

This man is also a genius in a certain country. He is a young talent who has a little chance to compete for the number of internal disciples - Zhu xiazhou.

After checking the situation here, he found that there were traces of war on the ground and several broken bodies. Zhu Xiayu looked indifferent and asked a person behind him.

"You mean, these people were killed by that leaf maple?"

"Brother Zhu, there's nothing wrong. Many martial artists witnessed the scene with their own eyes. If Ye Feng hadn't been too strong, those people would have gone up and started." a small young man behind him replied.

"Ye Feng's points have really reached more than 40000?" Zhu xiazhou continued to ask with a flash of greedy light in his eyes.

"It was more than 40000 just now. Now if you kill these people, the score must have exceeded 50000." the little youth nodded.

"OK, kill Ye Feng. I guarantee that you can all enter the outer gate of wanjue sect. Now, cheer up for me and go after me."

After pondering, Zhu xiazhou ordered the people around him.

However, thinking that Ye Feng could kill so many people and easily kill level 4 monsters in the animal tide, Zhu xiazhou felt that he was not safe enough. He turned back and asked, "send a message to inform my eldest brother and see if he can catch up."

"Yes, brother Zhu!"

Someone answered.

Immediately, a group of people quickly chased up according to the traces of Ye Feng's departure.

……

This is the last half day in the secret place.

In the dense forest, there is a low mountain peak, on which a boulder is raised, and the figure of Ye Feng is sitting on the boulder at the moment.

He looked plain and didn't show a smile occasionally, so he knew that Ye Feng was in a good mood at the moment.

Dozens of people were killed before and after. In addition to amazing points, the harvest was also full.

Not to mention the spirit stone, there are a lot of genius treasures just looking for in this secret place. For Ye Feng, the spirit stone is very important, and the genius treasure is also very important.

At the next moment, Ye Feng waved his arm and dozens of storage rings appeared in front of him.

These storage rings are from the people killed by Ye Feng.

Killing and seizing treasure is naturally the most profitable activity in the world.

Ye Feng looked carefully. Among the dozens of storage rings, there were millions of spirit stones, dozens of various skills and skills, and more than a dozen precious genius gems.

"Is this... Five color flower?"

Ye Feng showed a happy face and took out a five-color petal from one of the storage rings. The color on each petal is different and exudes a charming atmosphere.

Multicolored flower, which is a kind of ground level spirit grass that is very precious, is not less precious than his fire spirit grass. Even if they swallow it directly, they can greatly enhance their accomplishments and even break through the realm.

"A multicolored flower and more than a dozen other miraculous drugs. I don't know if I can be promoted to the congenital eightfold?" Ye Feng thought secretly.

If other ordinary martial artists use these spirit herbs to refine pills, they will be able to upgrade and rebuild. However, Ye Feng needs a lot of energy for promotion. In addition, he has only two martial veins at present, and the vitality required for promotion and cultivation is far from that of other martial artists.

Eat it.

Without the slightest hesitation, he grabbed the five color flowers in his hand, and Ye Feng began to refine with the eternal pulse.

The medicine power of this earth level spirit herb is really huge. Swallowed by the eternal green pulse, the huge medicine power immediately turned into pure aura and began to churn up and down in the elixir field.

Ye Feng sent all these auras into the Wu vein. In this way, his cultivation began to rise gradually.

However, although the medicine power of the earth level spirit herb is strong, it is still a little worse to promote Ye Feng to the congenital eight fold.

After refining the power of the five color flower, Ye Feng swallowed many other spiritual herbs and herbs.

The refining speed of eternal green pulse is very fast. Before long, all the miraculous medicines obtained from these storage rings will be consumed by Ye Feng.

After less than half an hour, Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes, and the medicine had been refined. Although his cultivation did not reach the congenital eight fold, he almost reached the peak of seven fold, and the prescription came into contact with the eight fold bottleneck.

"There are only two martial veins. It's too few. It seems that we still need to make continuous efforts to break through the eightfold."

Ye Feng whispered to himself: "but as long as I go out, enter the cultivation space, compress the time and practice slowly, I believe I can reach this state soon."

Ye Feng now has tens of millions of spirit stones. If he used to use a small amount of spirit stones to cultivate at a ratio of one to ten, now he can undoubtedly spend it to his heart's content.

After going out, the first task is to hatch the empty beast, and then improve the cultivation level and the level of martial arts and skills.

He made up his mind.

Ye Feng knew that the mysterious round platform in his body was the capital of his rise, but he had been fighting and killing for a long time and had no time to calm down and practice.

"This secret place will be closed for more than one hour. You should be able to enter the inner door of wanjue sect with your own number of points."

Looking up at the hour, Ye Feng began to look forward to the future life. But just then, his expression moved, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Huh?"

In his perception, with his position as the center of the circle and four sides, almost more than ten people surrounded him silently