Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

At the top of the sky, Wang Po, duantianmingzheng and the second master of soul devouring are entangled with the elders of the demon sect in the king's territory. At this time, the yuan force in Wang Po's body has already shown signs of exhaustion and decay because it continues to support the operation of the "broken sky gun array". Although the second master of soul devouring and others are not enemy to the extremely fierce mood of breaking, they work together to protect themselves and want to consume Wang Po's combat power.

But at this moment, almost all the king's realm sensed the abnormality, everyone's face changed, and a fear of danger rose from the bottom of their heart.

This mysterious and powerful mental wave flashed away, but no one could find out the source of the wave, which made several experts on both sides of the devil grab a strong sense of vigilance at the same time, and the attack stopped unexpectedly.

"What?!"

"Why do you make me feel so like facing the wild beasts!"

"Is it difficult that the other party still has a strong back hand? It's over. Now I'll wait for more or less good..."

“……”

The old devil of the Yin soul approached the Yang soul with a gloomy face. He felt all the breath in the surrounding heaven and earth with vigilance and fear. A spiritual force also gushed out. It seemed that he wanted to trace the mysterious fluctuation just now. However, after a search, he returned without success.

"Be careful, I always have a bad feeling."

There was a dignified look on his dark face. At this time, the demon clan had an advantage in the war. If there were more trouble now, it would be more than worth the loss.

Including Yang soul, the others nodded deeply

"Huh?!"

Chu Haiyu, who was facing the spiritual sweep, was hit hard. A piece of Venus appeared in front of her eyes, and even a touch of fishy sweetness poured into her throat.

He was about to swoop down and suddenly retreated towards the rear.

Somehow, Chu Haiyu suddenly felt that Ye Feng, who had been beaten by himself, had suddenly changed into a person, which made him feel very mysterious. The energy fluctuations emitted also seemed extremely strange, and even brought an ancient and reckless atmosphere.

At the moment when "Ye Feng" released the spiritual fluctuation, Chu Haiyu even had the same feeling as the most powerful person who had cultivated like the Lord of the magic yuan sect, which made Chu Haiyu breed a touch of fear in the bottom of her heart.

"Hum! Play tricks!"

However, after determining that Ye Feng's realm in front of him was still only four levels of virtual realm, Chu Haiyu turned the flash of fear in his heart into infinite anger and shame. The dark magic armor sent out a strong magic Qi wave, and his body disappeared in place.

In the next moment, he appeared not far from Ye Feng. He immediately waved a strong right fist and shot it down with a straight punch.

"Magic dragon fist!"

However, "Ye Feng" didn't take any action when he saw the strong offensive exerted by Chu Haiyu.

He stood quietly in the void. At this time, his black and white pupils turned into a whole gray, emitting a faint dead luster, and looked at Chu Haiyu who flew to attack.

"It's just the first level black scale body of Yanlong holy body. I said, how can you condense the holy body when the spirit of Yuan Wu dissipates seriously? Hey, black scale body, make do with it..."

"What will you do?"

Chu Haiyu only heard the last three words said by "Ye Feng" suddenly ring through his ears. A deep and distant voice was like a soul mystery, which made Chu Haiyu's tight mind slow for a moment, and her eyes turned blurred.

In the next moment, Chu Haiyu recovered from the confusion, and an uncontrollable flash of horror appeared on his face. When he calmed down and looked, Ye Feng, who stood still in front without action, had long disappeared.

"Where are the people?"

"How could this happen?"

Chu Haiyu, who frowned wildly, turned and glanced around.

"Are you looking for me?"

Ye Feng's cold voice sounded in Chu Haiyu's ear again, as if ye Feng had leaned over and whispered in detail against Chu Haiyu's ear.

Chu Haiyu, who was shocked and abnormal, trembled. He even felt that his skin under his black scales had goose bumps.

Suddenly, Chu Haiyu turned around and saw an indifferent leaf maple standing quietly more than ten feet in front of him. But at the moment, the leaf maple seemed to integrate with heaven and earth, making Chu Haiyu completely unable to capture each other's figure and breath in her spiritual perception.

"This is... Shielding my divine perception!"

"How could it be? How could you master such a secret method..."

At this time, his face became very ugly, and there was a dense cold sweat exuding from his astonished face.

The boy is really like a different person. He has become mysterious and haunted, which makes him feel extremely heavy.

"Well, I won't play with you..."

The eyebrow corner of the "leaf maple" hanging in the air was slightly picked, and the gray pupil sent out a very strong sense of silence.

After spitting out these words, a mass of gray energy emerged in his palm, and instantly turned into a trace of elegant energy, which quickly integrated into the virtual shadow of the Tianbei above his head like a swimming fish.

Under the gaze of all the martial artists, the virtual shadow of the stone tablet on the top of "Ye Feng" actually bloomed a burst of sky light. The virtual shadow of the stone tablet, which originally seemed more illusory, solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon became a real Zhentian stone tablet, with a vast and depressing atmosphere sweeping from the top.

The huge stele reveals its powerful and infinite authority.

It seems that at this moment, Ye Feng's ghost "jiujue Tianbei" has become a real king's soul.

Power, thousands of times.

For the first time, Chu Haiyu only felt that under the suppression of the overwhelming breath, if he met something very terrible, the magic Qi either scattered or was swallowed up and absorbed by this powerful momentum.

Only in the past few breaths, the magic Qi that had enveloped him for several tens of feet was compressed to less than one foot, and there was even a tendency to drift away.

"Take a good look. The real power of the nine Jue Tian stele is more than the fur you showed earlier..."

He said it to himself. Obviously, the current "leaf maple" is reminding the real leaf maple.

After hearing this, Ye Feng immediately concentrated and concentrated his mental strength.

The "jiujue Tianbei" in the field of vision broke out a burst of majestic fluctuations, as if it was enough to suppress eternity, so that most martial artists on the battlefield could not breathe, and they had to run yuan force to resist.

"Such fluctuations... The king may not be able to do it in the middle of the kingdom. How can Ye Feng, the four layers of the virtual realm..."

Liang Jiuzhou looked at Ye Feng with dignified eyes, and clenched his fist at his waist.

Even he didn't think that a small martial artist whose cultivation was only in the four levels of the virtual realm could burst out the terrorist pressure that even the ordinary early King realm could not match.

Somehow, Liang Jiuzhou always felt that Ye Feng was completely different from before. He had only felt the stillness and boundness in the gray pupils in some old monsters with very deep realm in the sect.

It's incredible