Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Who is it?"

The blood red boy burst into a fierce drink.

Three heads popped out of the river.

An innocent leaf maple, a frightened scar face and a one eyed dragon appeared in the vision of the blood red boy and Ge Biao.

Ye Feng didn't really want to come out.

At the moment, the "jiujue Tianbei" on Ye Feng's back, I don't know what kind of change has taken place. It even emits a slight brilliance, attracting the rolling magic gas from the blood color spell array.

It's like a small vortex, which makes a large amount of magic gas flow into the stone tablet. At the same time, several tadpole shaped ancient characters gradually emerge on the inscription, cruising and moving. It seems that this vitality makes them very happy.

How did this happen?

The blood red boy was stunned by the strange scene in front of him.

But then he became ecstatic.

There is no doubt that the stone tablet on the boy in front of him is absorbing evil Qi independently.

Only the disciples of the demon sect with his status know that the spirit tools that can independently absorb magic Qi can be called peerless magic treasures, which are very rare in the Yuan Wu mainland.

Although I don't know what it is, my intuition tells the messenger of the soul yuan blood hall that the stone tablet on the back of this small character is definitely not an ordinary thing.

Its value may be much higher than the blood spar that has been painstakingly refined for five years.

"It's you? How could it be you three little miscellaneous fish? He? How did you get in?" Ge Biao recognized Ye Feng at a glance. For those who have the courage to compete with themselves for evil Qi, Ge Biao naturally has no good face to show them.

He walked forward in a dignified manner and slapped Ye Feng.

Completely treat Ye Feng as a congenital Xiaowu.

"You don't have to worry about how we got in."

Ye Feng gave a long smile: "Ge Biao, I want to borrow your head."

As he spoke, his right index finger turned red, like red steel, and his finger moved forward slightly.

A firebomb blasted out.

Ge Biao's seemingly domineering claw was directly eliminated. Ye Feng's foot made a mistake, Kunpeng's nine day footwork started, instantly crossed a distance of several feet and blinked in front of Ge Biao.

Then he moved his finger forward again,

Just a little. This finger easily broke Ge Biao's vitality armor. He didn't have time to fight back. He had to give way sideways and try to avoid the key of opening his chest.

The violent finger force directly pierced a blood hole in his left shoulder, and blood splashed out.

Ge Biao, who retreated in horror, was shocked and roared wildly: "little rabbit, you, aren't you born heavy?"

Ye Feng showed a touch of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth and said with a faint smile: "when did I say I was born heavy?"

Ge Biao was hurt with one blow, and Ye Feng was powerful and unforgiving. With the burning moon knife in his hand, he cut it hard.

Ge Biao quickly resisted with sufficient strength, and his fists burst out one after another. His vitality surged towards Ye Feng's long knife, and the figure retreated back at the same time.

It's a pity that Ye Feng's speed is much faster than Ge Biao. After catching up with Ge Biao, he cleaved with a long knife. Ge Biao screamed, broke his elbows in two, and his blood gushed out.

Then another knife flashed, and Ge Biao's head fell off his neck. Together with the storage ring on his broken hand, he was taken away by Ye Feng.

Two knives.

Just two knives, but in the blink of an eye, easily killed Ge Biao, and even let the blood red boy on one side have no time to rescue.

"Nine masters of the virtual world and the refined blood of 999 martial artists refine blood essence stones? It seems that hundreds of thousands of martial artists in Dayan Prefecture are missing. The culprit is your excellency?"

After killing Ge Biao, Ye Feng looked at the blood red boy. Not only did he not tremble like the scar face and one eyed dragon beside him, but he even couldn't see too much tension on his face.

"Hmm? Congenital eight?" the blood red boy in the air picked his eyebrows.

I don't know how to write the word "death" when I dare to talk to myself like this.

But he didn't do it directly. Instead, he stared at Ye Feng up and down with great interest.

There are many secrets about the boy.

Not to mention the strange stone tablet on his back that can absorb the evil spirit, just killing Ge Biao easily aroused the vigilance of the blood red boy.

There are not many people who can understate and kill Ge Biao in the virtual environment.

Only those excellent disciples from the holy land level forces in the Yuan Wu mainland can have such strength.

And since it's that kind of big power, there may be real experts lurking in the dark

Thinking of this, the blood red boy looked dignified, separated a wisp of spiritual power and spread out in all directions. After winding around the whole cave, he soon took it back.

Then, the strange boy floating in the air smiled. With his grin, the smell of cruelty and terror soared.

"Boy, you're the only one... Hahaha, are you here to deliver treasure for our messenger? You're so confident. You have the courage to face our messenger alone!"

With the strength of the blood red boy, you can naturally see through the real cultivation of Ye Feng at a glance.

In the Yuan Wu mainland, there are seven Shinto sects. These seven holy land level forces really don't pay attention to others, but actually send a congenital eight fold small martial artist to die here?

The blood red boy took it for granted that Ye Feng was sent by the forces behind him. However, blood crystal stone has been perfect. He will leave Dayan Prefecture soon, so he doesn't care much.

He stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the corners of his mouth. He had regarded Ye Feng as something in his bag. A strange smile appeared on his face. He suddenly stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. He said coldly: "no matter who you are, now obediently give the stone tablet you are carrying to our messenger. Then you can die."

Ye Feng was stunned.

Just when the blood red boy was secretly proud and thought he had controlled Ye Feng's mind, he saw a trace of sarcasm on Ye Feng's face and said with a smile: "why don't you be good and give me the thing just refined."

The blood red boy's eyes flashed and spit out a few words coldly: "give it to me and kill him!"

The cold voice, like the meditation of the God of death from the Jiuyou abyss, has an inexplicable power.

The scar face and one eyed dragon around Ye Feng suddenly shocked after listening to the sound, and their eyes instantly lost their focus. After looking at Ye Feng a little blankly, they supported their hands at the same time and roared and killed Ye Feng like a beast.

"Mind control magic?"

The blood red boy's magic is really strange. He can control the mind of the congenital martial artist quietly.

However, it's too belittling to let Xiuwei's shoddy scar face and one eyed dragon kill themselves.