Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"I have strong cultivation, elegant appearance and jade trees facing the wind... Cough..."

Fan Jian said to himself. When he looked up, he saw that Ye Feng and Tang chuxue had gone to the East, and Zhen Wan hesitated for a moment, followed by them.

"Hum, you..."

At this moment, Fan Jian really had the impulse to leave directly.

However, when he saw the wonderful two ketone shadows of Zhen Wan and Xueman in the early Tang Dynasty, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva and forcibly restrained the anger in his heart.

Then his eyes showed a cold smile.

"Yes. The little liar is too cunning to use such despicable means? Hum, if there are no ancient relics ahead, I can kill him openly. At that time, I'm afraid that two little girls will disobey me? Hehe..."

He smiled, glared at Ye Feng fiercely, and followed up slowly.

They walked hundreds of miles ahead and killed several monsters along the way. Ye Feng found that the surroundings slowly became quiet. The roars of monsters in the mountains and forests became less and less. In the end, they almost couldn't hear them at all.

The trees on the four sides are getting denser and denser.

Among these trees, there are wisps of black fog, which makes the surrounding environment particularly gloomy and terrible.

Seeing this scene, Fan Jian was surprised and muttered, "similar to the records, the gas of black demons is everywhere. Is there really an ancient relic here?"

"Ha ha, if it is really an ancient relic, it will be developed. It is said that there will be a transmission token entering the underground dragon tomb in each relic, in case I get it..." he fantasized.

Ye Feng didn't like this guy any more. His voice was cold and said, "didn't you just say I was a liar?"

"Hum..." Fan Jian snorted coldly, turned his eyes and nodded. "Yes, the truth of the matter should be like this. You have a bad intention to deceive two girls that there are ancient relics here. In fact, you have a bad intention. As a result, you didn't expect to make a mistake. There is really a relic here..."

Ye Feng couldn't help but stare at his nonsense and superior imagination.

"Ha ha, there's nothing to say? I guessed it right. Little liar, don't let me find evidence, or I'll break you to pieces..."

"Do you have this ability?" Ye Feng sniffed.

"Miso..." Fan Jian pulled out his long sword and pointed to Ye Feng in a cold voice, "why, I really want to try?"

Ye Feng looked at him faintly, his eyes narrowed, and a trace of murderous gas came naturally.

But at this moment, he suddenly looked up and looked strangely ahead.

There was a loud noise hundreds of feet ahead, which attracted the attention of the four people. As soon as their faces changed, they hurried to the place where the sound originated.

A tall shadow appeared in the field of vision. After making a roar in the black fog, it rushed over to the four people.

Before they got close, Ye Feng and others smelled a strong smell of blood in their noses. Look at the tall shadow. Although it has a human shape, it is much higher than ordinary humans. It is more than ten feet high, just like a little giant.

The little black giant was murderous. His weapon was a huge black knife like ink. People wanted to vomit when they smelled it.

It doesn't look like a human or a monster. I've never seen such a creature.

Ye Feng hesitated for a moment and was about to start, but Fan Jian had directly grabbed in front of him and ran a few steps ahead. There was a surprise in his voice and shouted, "this is... The puppet of the devil? Ha ha, I found the treasure."

He stabbed out with a fierce sword. With a bang, the long knife in the hand of the tall black creature was hit by the sword Qi, and even his arm was cut to pieces by Fan Jian.

But as if there was no pain, the tall black creatures kept killing.

In the roar, a fierce fishy wind came up and fought with fan Jiandou.

"What is the earth devil puppet?" before the meeting, the strength of the giant creature was not very strong, and Ye Feng didn't mean to intervene. He stood in front of Tang chuxue and Zhen Wan and asked.

"It seems that there is really an ancient relic ahead..." Zhen Wan had a surprise on his face, looked around and explained, "the demon puppet is a strange creature condensed by the magic gas in the underground dragon tomb. This creature only moves around the ancient relic. Since the demon puppet appears here, it must indicate that the ancient relic is not far from us."

"I didn't lie to you..." Ye Feng smiled and then said, "there's no need to be so excited?"

"Ye Feng, you don't know. Because the magic Qi of the earth devil puppet comes from the underground dragon tomb, it is recorded in the classics that each earth devil puppet has an air transport bead of not low grade, and these air transport beads even contain a trace of dragon Qi and dragon breath..."

"The ancient real dragon is the most powerful divine beast whose grade is far beyond the heaven level. It's afraid of a trace of dragon breath left after death. Over the past years, it still has an unspeakable role. It is said that refining a certain number of such Qi transport beads can give the martial arts a Dragon momentum..."

After Zhen Wan explained a few words, he saw that Fan Jian couldn't help the demon puppet for a moment, pulled out his long sword and joined the battle circle.

"I'll help elder martial brother. You two don't have enough accomplishments, so you don't have to do it. However, you must pay attention to the surroundings."

The attack and defense of the earth devil puppet are not outstanding, but it is strange that the recovery ability of this creature is particularly amazing. When the war began, Fan Jian had blown off its long knife and even cut off an arm, but the black fog surged around and poured into its wound, and condensed the broken arm quickly.

Fan Jian didn't expect this to happen.

He thought it was easy to deal with the earth devil puppet with weak breath. As a result, he fought for a while. Although he hurt the other party several times, he couldn't kill it with one blow. On the contrary, he was caught by the puppet and had several more blood marks on his shoulders.

Surprisingly, with the invasion of the surrounding black gas, the wound began to exude black blood, which was obviously highly toxic.

Zhen Wan leaped in the air, and the long sword came out of its scabbard.

In her hand is a long transparent crystal sword, thin as Zen wings, flashing a faint white light, like a curved moon wrapped by clouds, bringing a trace of emptiness.

When the sword body came out of the scabbard, there was a soft sound and a white light gushed from the sword body.

The demon puppet seemed to feel the danger and roared. A substantial black fog appeared in his fists and hit the white sword light excited by Zhen Wan.

Zhen Wan's Willow eyebrows stood up and his strength was poured into his hands. The white light suddenly brightened for several minutes and directly scattered the black fog.

Her figure flashed behind the earth devil puppet very gracefully. The crystal long sword swept it, and a wound several feet deep was broken in the puppet's waist, from which a wisp of particularly strong black magic gas escaped