Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"He, what is he going to do?"

"Stop him!"

The saint of the moon demon stood up shakily, pointed to Ye Feng, and the last two blood robe messengers guarding her jumped up and intercepted Ye Feng.

"Hahaha... You've made a lot of plans. Don't you just want to sacrifice blood essence to make the holy thing of the demon clan come into being?"

"You're welcome. I'll give you a free hand."

The blood robe emissary, who was surrounded by Ye Feng quickly, laughed wildly in Ye Feng's mouth. At the same time, he bluntly cut out two knives, startling the other party to make way. Just after the voice fell, the corpse of the blood robe emissary, who had just been killed by Ye Feng, fell into the bottomless magic pit in an instant.

Boom

The Brahman sang everywhere, and the evil Qi vomited out. For a time, at the bottom of the dark hole, the dark red blood color seemed to be lit up by some mysterious energy, and changed into a blood red color in an instant.

The whole tower, even the whole demon ancestor's bedroom trembled at this moment, with a feeling of faltering.

On the high platform, the originally fierce demon nightmare rattan seemed to have lost their support for survival. At this moment, it not only did not continue to grow and attack, but slowly shrank.

After a while, the devil nightmare vine, which was just like a devil, suddenly collapsed and withered, and then there was no vitality.

"Click, click..."

There was a strange sound in the altar pit. Just like the sound of opening the altar at that time, the blood red pit swallowed the blood essence of 24 powerful masters and was finally officially activated.

A round platform rose slowly from the surging blood.

At this time, the moon demon saint on the high platform and the remaining six people in blood robes stopped temporarily and stared at the magical scene below.

Ye Feng also quietly watched the round platform rise, but his whole body momentum was not relaxed. Yuan force accumulated in the arm holding the knife, which could launch a fatal blow at any time.

The round table rises very fast. After three or five breaths, the original dark pit has bloomed red light, which blurred the surrounding light. Everyone can see that at the top of the round table, a small black ring floats quietly on it.

The whole body's blood light floated and glittered with mysterious color, but there was no earth shaking momentum. Everything was so inconspicuous that even several blood robe messengers had an illusion.

Is there a mistake?

Is it for such a thing?

"Fool, what are you doing when the holy thing was born? Do it quickly!"

At the same time, Ye Feng, who was closest to the round platform, pulled out a residual shadow behind her, gave birth to an arm from a distance, and rushed over.

Among the remaining six blood robed messengers, the blood bat was undoubtedly the fastest, and his figure had started before the voice of the moon demon Saint fell.

Unfortunately, he was greeted by a sharp claw of the demonized lion king.

"Get out of here!"

In the burst of applause, the blood bat seemed to have eaten stimulants, his body was inspired, his whole body was in full bloom, and gave a blow with all his strength.

"Boom..."

The Lion King retracted his claws and retreated, but for a long time, Ye Feng, who stepped on the "Kunpeng nine day body method", had taken the lead and successfully grasped the ring.

As soon as his finger touched the ring body, the bloody light emitted by the ring immediately disappeared without a trace. It seemed that what fell into Ye Feng's palm was just an ordinary ring, as dark as ink.

However, only Ye Feng could feel the strong Yin and evil spirit transmitted from this thing. Suddenly, Ye Feng was on the scene, as if he had seen the tragedy and tragedy of the war between gods and demons in the ancient battlefield since 30000 years.

Countless figures fell to the ground. Both the great masters of martial arts and the small martial arts turned into Qiu powder. Originally, the ring was golden in color, as if the whole body was made of brass. But it slowly turned gray brown under the endless blood immersion. Now it is as dark as ink. I don't know how many years of precipitation and fighting have passed.

This is the past and present life of the magic ancestral ring, the holy thing of the magic door.

It seems to be just an ordinary black ring, but there is a surging real magic gas in it. These real magic gases can attract people into the devil. At the same time, they can also control the separation of the ancestors of the devil yuan on the Yuan Wu continent with the help of the magic control array depicted inside.

As long as you take away the magic ancestral ring, you can cut off the hope of the magic son. Otherwise, once the magic son uses this ring to control the separation of the magic ancestral body, the Tianlong secret place will become the bone burial place of the righteous martial arts.

The yuan and Wu mainland will also set off a bloody storm.

It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. You have to hurry.

For a moment, Ye Feng had countless thoughts in his heart. He spoiled the task of revitalizing the demon sect. I'm afraid this guy will never stop no matter he escapes to the ends of the earth.

Ha ha

Cool!

After Lang Sheng smiled, he put away the demonized lion king. Ye Feng immediately performed the Kunpeng nine day body method and quickly ran out of the high platform.

"Stop him for the saint."

In fact, the six blood robed messengers, including the blood bat, didn't understand the seriousness of the situation and surrounded Ye Feng with a dignified look.

When the altar was opened and the holy thing was born, all the magic nightmare vines on the high platform lost their vitality, and the originally turbulent magic gas fog was finally emptied. The magic ancestor's bedroom revealed its true face: the middle high platform is connected with four corridors leading to four directions, and each corridor is guarded by guards with different attributes.

Six blood devil messengers, belonging to three directions, rushed to Ye Feng.

He had to flee in the last direction.

When Ye Feng first came in, the object free stone statue in the corridor belonged to the earth attribute, and the fire monster encountered in the corridor the second time was the fire attribute, and the frost monster killed by the demon sect should be the water attribute.

Coupled with the wooden attribute magic nightmare vine guarding the high platform, the whole magic ancestor's bedroom should be a place of five elements.

Five elements must be killed.

There were six blood robed messengers chasing after him. Ye Feng, desperate, plunged into the leading corridor. Although he had sensed the crisis contained in this corridor, he had to go in.

Wood, water, fire and earth have appeared. If the estimation is correct, what is waiting for you in this corridor will be metallic.

The golden master is the sharpest.

Ye Feng couldn't help taking a breath. He caught up with all four attributes, but at this time, he obviously had no choice.

Step in.

This corridor is not the same as before. There are a column of guards on both sides to make indiscriminate attacks on people passing by.

There was nothing in the field of vision, but Ye Feng vaguely felt that the residual breath in the corridor gave him a thrilling feeling, which made him mention his heart to his throat.

I don't know whether to live or die