Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Chu Haiyu looked cold, his eyes swept from others, and a burst of wild laughter broke out in his mouth.

"A mob, do you think you can compete with this devil together? Ha ha... You are too naive. The strength of this devil is beyond your imagination..."

"You are really strong. Maybe we can't kill you at all, but have you ever thought that if the war breaks out, everyone else of your demon sect will be destroyed here except you." Ye Feng raised his head and replied with color.

As soon as these words came out, the blood bat and other people in blood robes really changed their faces.

Because ye Feng is telling the truth.

Under his leadership, hundreds of martial artists are united into a rope, and the righteous people work together. If they really want to fight, neither side will benefit.

This is a matter of killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred.

I believe anyone at such a juncture should think deeply and consider it carefully.

However, the devil was not moved at all. The heavy killing intention in his eyes locked Ye Feng, and his blood colored long hair fluttered up, like the blood devil messenger of hell.

Just as he was about to make a desperate attack, a clear voice floated by the side: "Chu Haiyu, as a devil, you should do what you say. Can't you fart?"

The enchanting figure of the moon demon saint, who did not speak from beginning to end, spoke at this critical moment.

"Worship the moon, even you want to oppose me?"

Chu Haiyu's figure stagnated and his breath was strong again. At the moment, his accumulated anger had reached the edge of explosion, and a pair of pupils became blood red, as if they were going to bite people.

"I'm not in the mood to fight you, but I don't want to see both lose. Besides, what did you just say? As long as I can take over your palm, I'm qualified to communicate with you face to face..."

"Now you are determined to kill people?"

"Do you really think that with the identity of devil, you can act recklessly and don't have to take these blood devil messengers that our sect has managed to cultivate?" the moon devil saint's face is as heavy as water, and her momentum is also very important. She can vaguely compete with Chu Haiyu.

In particular, the words she said showed their sharpness, closed the hearts of the people, and made many blood robes look blue and white, including blood bats, subconsciously look at the devil.

"You..."

Chu Haiyu was gnashing his teeth with hate, but the moon demon saint's words made him unable to defend.

He is indeed extremely strong and has a great advantage in the war with Ye Feng.

But if he really starts to fight completely, even if he is strong, he can't stand the crowd on the right side. Chu Haiyu also knows that he can't fight hundreds of virtual realm masters on his own. Moreover, there are several strong people like Ye Feng in the other team.

The best result is that he kills all the righteous masters, but the blood robed people he leads will definitely die. Then... Those who still have no way to explore can only return with injuries and leave here with secret methods.

After a short silence, Chu Haiyu thought clearly and calmed down gradually.

The blood color on his face faded, and his momentum gradually returned to normal. Then he raised his head, looked at the moon demon Saint calmly and said, "worship the moon. At this time, you still play this trick of provoking discord with me, you know..."

"Forget it! Since you come forward, let them live a little longer for the time being."

A gloomy look finally fell back to Ye Feng, "boy, you're very good. You're only half empty. You can barely compete with this devil!"

"Now, I'll give you an equal opportunity to communicate. Tell me. If there is a way to make the best of both worlds, Ben Mozi won't consider it..."

Seeing the devil's final compromise, everyone put down their heart in mid air, and even a lot of cheers came out. Even more than a dozen people in blood robes, such as blood bat, couldn't help showing a relieved expression on their faces.

His Highness the devil gave an order that they must fight.

But who wants to lose his life for nothing?

"If you want to leave here, you really need to find a path without void cracks. But... Exploring the way does not need to be filled with human life."

Ye Feng thought and said loudly, "there should be many martial artists from qianniao Zhai. Qianniao Zhai is named Zhenyuan martial arts for training animals. Presumably, each disciple of qianniao Zhai has one or more spirit beast pets. In this way, it's better to lead the spirit beast to explore the way. If the spirit beast dies and fails to leave here, let's think of other ways..."

"This method is feasible."

The moon demon Saint nodded, "we also have several blood demon messengers who are good at controlling corpses and can also control corpse soldiers to explore the way."

"In that case, don't continue to waste time and act quickly."

Chu Haiyu calmly pointed out a little ahead: "this way!"

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More than an hour later, in a dark ancient battlefield, hundreds of warriors are moving forward carefully.

Walking in the front are several monsters and demon corpse soldiers. These corpse soldiers are refined by dead warriors. They are thin, have no God in their eyes, hold weapons and wave blankly, so as to detect the possible void cracks along the way.

If the weapon is cut off suddenly, there must be a void crack at this position, and the master of the corpse soldier will command the corpse guard to leave a mark here.

However, many times, where the void crack is located, the space is as fragile as glass. Waving weapons will cause a small-scale void collapse and directly strangle the corpse soldiers into pieces.

Sometimes, some void cracks will produce huge suction. As long as they are close to a certain range, they will be directly sucked in and then twisted into pieces.

After walking down for more than an hour, the monster of qianniazhai warrior and the corpse soldiers suffered a full 70 or 80 casualties.

In other words, if ye Feng didn't come out in exchange for this situation, there would be only a few martial artists on the right side. Once the number did not occupy any advantage, the disciples of the demon sect would not be soft hearted and would definitely eat them all.

Those powerful warriors may even be refined into shriveled corpse soldiers by blood demon messengers who are proficient in corpse control.

At the thought of this, the righteous martial artists naturally took a sense of gratitude when they looked at Ye Feng. Similarly, they became less friendly when they looked at Liu Shuyu and others.

Tianji hall elite disciple?

I bah.

When you meet a demon sect thief, you don't dare to fart. It's no different from a shrinking turtle.

Liu Shuyu, Luo Chu, Lin Xie, and others were blinded. They also recorded all this account on Ye Feng's head. On the surface, although he was silent, in his heart, he had already gnashed his teeth