Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Little brother... I'm just lucky."

Ye Feng shook his head. The order to kill demons mistakenly sentenced Yin Jiuyi to be a strong king. Inexplicably, he added a thousand points to himself, which made his ranking rise so fast.

But this matter makes Ye Feng don't know how to describe it to Lin Tujue.

"Hey, you are modest... You have great strength and talent, but you have a calm and natural temperament." Lin Tujue praised.

What he said made Ye Feng blush.

He quickly changed the subject and began to ask about Lin Turk's situation after he left Tianlong secret territory and returned to the astrological view.

At the beginning, Lin Tujue was very righteous and claimed that he had become the "son of luck" of this year. The attention of the outside world was also attracted by it. Ye Feng could return to wanjuezong with danger.

After all, in the name of Lin Tujue's four little talents at that time, he became the "son of Qi luck" in the later stage of the virtual realm, which was also within the acceptance range of the high-level leaders of the orthodox sect.

But if they know that let an unknown pig Ye Feng get the title of "son of luck", there will be endless trouble.

Ye Feng knows that wood shows in the forest and the wind will destroy it, so he has always been grateful to Lin Tujue.

"What else can they do for me? When I returned to our temple, I was scolded by some old people who were not good at me, and I thought about it against the wall for a few days. However, when I was facing the wall, I successfully broke through the seven layers of the empty world, and the refinement of the sword seed also made those old people very happy, so the matter was over..."

Lin Tujue described it very lightly.

But Ye Feng knew that it must not be as simple as he said. The astrological view is at least one of the seven holy places. The clan rules are strict. He turned to deceive his elders for the sake of an outsider. Even Lin Tujue, a talented disciple of the astrological view, must have been severely punished.

Ye Feng was slightly moved by this. He really regarded Lin Tujue as his best friend in life and death.

"It's no use talking about this. Wake up the devil and interrogate him first." Lin Tujue pointed to the unconscious demon warrior on the ground. He was about to take two steps forward. Suddenly, he thought about it, but he stepped back and turned to chat up. "Brother ye, you do it..."

He was really afraid that he would accidentally kill the only guy who knew.

"Good!"

Ye Feng smiled and nodded.

Release vitality and frown after slightly checking the other party's physical condition.

It seems that your "Jingtao cloud expelling palm" power is really too fierce.

At that time, he did his best and didn't take much force. As a result, the internal organs of the warrior of the demon sect were almost destroyed by the palm strength penetrated into them. Even if Lin Tujue fed him a pill, it only caught him in a breath.

This person will not live long.

Ye Feng had an idea and thought of some kind of spiritual power application method he had been in contact with before. Perhaps, he could try it reluctantly.

He sat cross legged opposite the man with his eyes half open and half closed. Suddenly, the spiritual power of level 11 surged out like a tide. In an instant, it turned into a very thin and very long silver thread, and slowly penetrated along the God door on the top of the comatose demon warrior.

Theoretically, when everyone is on the verge of death, there will be a reflection. What Ye Feng wants to do at this time is to use his strong spiritual power to stimulate each other's mind and make the mental state of the demon sect warrior enter this state directly.

Of course, what will happen after "reflection" is none of Ye Feng's business.

"Well..."

Gradually, with the infiltration of Ye Feng's spiritual power, the warrior of the blood robed demon sect moaned and youyou woke up from his coma.

When he saw Ye Feng and Lin Tujue around him, he immediately opened his pupils and subconsciously wanted to explode his Dantian. Only then did he find that his Dantian had been abandoned and wanted to bite poison or bite his tongue to commit suicide, but his whole body was soft and completely disobeyed.

You can't live without dying.

"Stop messing around. Now it's best for me to answer what I ask you, otherwise I won't mind making you regret coming to this world."

The cold voice echoed in the ears of the demon warrior, making the demon warrior with extremely pale face even more pale.

As a member of the demon sect, they have dedicated their whole life to the demon God. They are not afraid of death.

However, after feeling Ye Feng's strong spiritual power, there was a burst of fear in his heart.

Most people can't imagine the torment brought to people by martial artists with strong spiritual power at the spiritual level. Moreover, the sect elder who took them into the Western Tang Dynasty was a spiritual master. The thought of his previous torture methods immediately made the blood robed demon sect martial artist shudder.

His face was very complicated, and he was obviously still thinking about whether to answer Ye Feng's question truthfully.

Ye Feng and Lin Tujue on the side are calm as usual, but they are worried. Now this person is in the stage of reflection, and there will be less than half an hour at most, and their vitality will disappear.

There can be no delay.

"It seems that you won't be reconciled if you don't give you some strength?"

Ye Feng's voice was cold. At this moment, he had a lot of mental strength. Suddenly, the warrior of the blood robed demon sect was like lightning, his face muscles were distorted, obviously in great pain, and his whole body trembled violently like chaff.

"Stop! I said, I said it all..."

Unable to struggle, the warrior of the blood robed demon sect made a hoarse voice, and his eyes were like dead ash.

Sooner or later, mental torture can tear open its own defense line. In that case, it's better to explain it early and give yourself a good time.

"I ask you. Which devil branch disciple are you?"

"Also, where have you taken all the people in the nearby villages?"

This is also the most strange place for Ye Feng.

You know, when Ye Feng first arrived at the village the night before, there was still peace around, like a paradise, but all the villagers disappeared overnight, as if the world had evaporated. What surprised Ye Feng was that he was also in this village, but he didn't notice it at all.

Now his spiritual power has reached the eleventh level. Generally, the nine heavy martial arts in the virtual environment may not be better than themselves in terms of spiritual power.

Ye Feng was able to hide things from the world and abduct all the villagers without being aware of them. Ye Feng realized that only the strong in the king's territory could do it.

"We... Are the disciples of the demon yuan sect..." the warrior of the blood robed demon sect hesitated for a while and finally opened his mouth slowly.

"I have a big thing to do. The sect elder instructed us to plunder a large number of ordinary people here to complete this task. Unexpectedly, the boat capsized in the gutter and my martial brother fell into your hands..."

His voice became louder and louder, and he shouted, "your so-called Yuan Wu righteousness is not killing our demon sect disciples? What is the list of killing demons? Since we want to kill us, will we be slaughtered? Wait, the retribution will fall on you soon..."

"The sect has sent several elders of the king's territory to serve in various parts of the yuan and Wu dynasties. What about killing some of us? It's hard for you to die when you meet the sect elders, ha ha..."

"It's a good day for you to be upright in Yuan Wu. The glory of the demon God will soon spread all over Yuan Wu. At that time, all the upright martial artists will die without a place to bury, ha ha......" the blood robed martial artist said here, described with excitement, and suddenly burst into laughter.

Moreover, the man's eyes looking at Ye Feng and Lin Turk are also full of madness and hatred.

"I'll fuck you, big head!"

At the end of his life, Lin Tujue was still so arrogant. The more he heard, the more angry he became. Suddenly, he burst into a drink and slapped the blood robed warrior into the ground.

The crazy clamor finally disappeared. The blood robed warrior vomited blood at his mouth, his head tilted, and the vitality in his eyes passed, leaving only an empty and dead silence