Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The magic dancing witch attached to Ye Feng also heard the voice of the old devil of the Yang soul at this time. She couldn't help but arouse a playful smile with a cold face.

"Little brother, did you hear that? It seems that many people want to kill you."

Listening to the voice of the magic dance witch, Ye Feng only had a helpless wry smile in the bottom of his heart.

Originally, the most people who resented themselves were the demon yuan and the moon demon. Now, with such a voice as the old devil of the Yang soul, it is estimated that the martial arts of the whole demon clan will come crazy to chase and kill themselves.

The old devil offered this condition, which is very exciting for the strong in the king's territory.

"Fuck it!"

Besides, Ye Feng can't change anything.

"I'd better hurry up and deal with that guy. I'm a little uncomfortable with being like this all the time." Ye Feng said honestly.

"Cluck... OK!"

With a chuckle, "Ye Feng" figure has been flying up and down to the place of the Tianbei below.

I saw a huge tablet several feet high, thick and solid, firmly embedded in the hard ground like a hill, and the stone tablet shook gently. It was obvious that someone was struggling and stirring under the tablet, trying to lift the heavy sky tablet that suppressed himself on the body.

The tortoise on the camel tablet at the bottom is naturally Chu Haiyu under the pressure of the town.

"You can't directly kill it. The body of black scale has little effect. In that case, the effect will be greatly reduced."

The magic dancing witch whispered to herself, waved her palm and "roared", the earth trembled, and the huge Tianbei suppressed on the ground rose from the ground in a tremor.

The huge gray tablet shadow whirled around in the air, turned into the same size as before, and flew back to the top of "leaf maple".

Inside the huge pit left by the suppression of Tianbei, Chu Haiyu's bloodstained body was exposed.

However, at this time, the most powerful devil of the demon sect did not have the arrogance at the original time.

His magic armor, which was very good at first sight, and the black scales all over his body were already fragmented. Even one corner of his forehead was broken, scarred and his breath was listless.

On the battlefield, all the fighters on both sides of the devil also saw the tragedy of Chu Haiyu at this time. Unexpectedly, they were silent.

The disciples of the right path were silent, mainly because they felt extremely unreal about Ye Feng's amazing strength, as if they were dreaming. Even xuanjing, who had faith in Ye Feng's victory, was shocked and failed to respond at this time.

The martial arts master of the demon sect ended up like this when he saw the high demon son's highness Chu Haiyu. His heart was shocked and uneven. In an instant, he diluted the desire of many people.

Although the spiritual weapons of the earth level and the martial arts of the heaven level are good, I'm afraid I have to have a small life to enjoy them.

This leaf maple

Can ordinary people deal with it?

"Well..."

In the deep pit, Chu Haiyu's chest fluctuated with blood marks, and his weak and godless eyes looked at the approaching Ye Feng.

He really couldn't understand why he was defeated by a four fold small martial artist in the virtual world, and he still failed so inexplicably?

Not willing, absolutely not willing.

As a demon son of the demon yuan sect, he is the first genius of the demon sect. He has unparalleled talent and excellent cultivation. How can he lose to a four heavy boy in the virtual world?

"Damn it! Everything is a dream. Now, it's time to break..."

In an instant, Chu Haiyu uttered a vicious curse. At this moment, his whole body strength and magic power were raised to the limit. Blood dripping gaps were even opened on his whole body. In the middle of Chu Haiyu's forehead and eyebrow, a black and cyan road pattern suddenly flashed. Then, his black Trident suddenly flew up at this moment.

The black magic halberd drew a purple black light and shadow in the air, allowing its own magic Qi to overflow madly from cracks. After blessing on the Trident, it condensed a ferocious demon dragon virtual shadow, emitting a sad roar.

The magic sound trembled, making countless martial arts practitioners in the surrounding virtual environment couldn't help covering their ears with their hands and showing a painful look on their faces.

"Boy, don't try to trap me with fantasy!"

"Let me show you the Tianjie martial arts of our demon yuan sect."

The shadow of the magic dragon transformed by countless evil Qi hovered over the Trident and the secret halberd, and with the extremely sharp halberd awn, it roared straight towards Ye Feng.

The dark and ferocious shadow of the magic dragon is constantly magnified in Ye Feng's eyes. However, Ye Feng still approaches step by step with a playful smile. He doesn't care about this scene.

"Damn! Go to hell! Hunyuan magic dragon strike!"

Chu Haiyu trembled all over and was obviously angry. The blood of his body was bubbling and burning at this moment. He had given the last blow regardless of life and death.

Just when this Trident carrying his energy almost all over his body, recklessly assassinated and pulled down, and was about to hit, "Ye Feng" just stopped and smiled at the corners of his mouth. Unexpectedly... Under the gaze of Chu Haiyu and countless shocked eyes, he stretched out his right hand to the purple black Trident.

One claw, one retract.

Understatement is like grasping a straw.

A gray light flashed past. The supreme power carried in the Trident, which was strong enough to kill the king's territory, disappeared. Just like an ordinary spirit tool, it was quietly held in the palm of the hand by "Ye Feng".

It's like the sky is about to collapse.

Chu Haiyu stared at her round eyes in amazement and sat down on the ground.

He felt that the spiritual imprint that existed before himself and the Trident was quietly erased at this moment!

"Hallucination, it must be hallucination..."

Seeing this holy relic of zongmen being collected by "Ye Feng", Chu Haiyu has lost all his fighting spirit. His body is paralyzed and he can't say these words in his mouth.

"Hallucinations?"

"Nonexistent..."

Walking slowly to the "Ye Feng" at the bottom of the pit, he took another move with his right hand, holding Chu Haiyu's single hand like a lamb to be slaughtered. The gray and silence in his eyes made Chu Haiyu hair at the bottom of his heart.

"Now, dedicate your 'black scale body' to me."

The cold, low voice was like a magic sound. Chu Haiyu was stunned and didn't understand what this meant.

But before he could react, the next moment, his pale face twisted wildly, as if he had suffered an extremely painful torture.

I saw that the five fingers of "Ye Feng" had been inserted into Chu Haiyu's spine. The seemingly hard black scale armor disintegrated without much effect under the gray energy erupted from "Ye Feng's" hands.

Five deep blood holes appeared in Chu Haiyu's body, and dark red blood gushed out again.

A trace of deep black energy flowed out through the blood hole in Chu Haiyu's waist. At the moment of appearance, it was absorbed into Ye Feng's body, and then swallowed by the gray light in his body.

The heinous scene shocked many demons.

This kind of "soul taking" means is not much different from what they use to deal with other decent martial arts people or even ordinary people.

I didn't expect that today, it was fed back to the most powerful one of them