Ruling The Heavens With Divine Bugs

"Give it to me." Ye Wuxin rushed over excitedly and grabbed the bright star light from Fu Lao's bloody hand.

"Extraordinary, really extraordinary. This will be mine in the future. Wait, brother. In a few years, I will give you a surprise, ha ha......" he couldn't help laughing wildly, took out a jade bottle and carefully packed it.

"Big brother, I'm so cold, I'm so painful, sobbing..." the little guy's smart eyes can't be opened, his intermittent voice is very weak, and his body twitches slightly.

"Hum, Mr. Fu, we have got the things. We should go back. You should deal with the dirty guy quickly. I'll wait for you outside." Ye inadvertently glanced at the small leaf in the pool of blood, and walked out without looking back.

"Bo... Bo... Help... Help... Me"

"Dad... Dad..."

"Mom... Kiss..."

"Feng'er is so scared. Woo... Woo..."

Old Fu looked at the child in front of him with a complicated face and sighed, "Alas! I think I'm a first-class emperor. I should have done such a thing to a child under the age of 10. It's really......" then, with a gentle wave, a bottle of liquid medicine was sprinkled on the blood hole in the little guy's stomach, looking at the blood flowing all over the ground, "The source has been lost. If you bleed too much, you will die. If you want to blame, you can only blame your life." He didn't want to stay here any longer. His body floated out of the door.

"Third young master, the man is dead."

"OK, let's go." They turned into two streamers and disappeared into the sky.

"Cold, cold..." the little guy's body twitched more and more slowly, his weak breathing was intermittent, his heart beat gradually stopped, and the dark room was silent. Only the cold blood flowed, drop by drop, smashing blood flowers on the ground.

"Ah... Damn it, kill, kill, kill." Seeing all this, ye Wufeng's eyes were red, and his boundless evil Qi rose into the sky. The sword Qi from his body wanted to cut the world.

He looked at the bloody little body in front of him, blood and tears dripping down.

As time goes by, lobule's non front body has become cold.

At this time, the sudden change and protrusion, the little guy's body suddenly shook, and the little black light in the Dantian condensed into a small vortex and turned slowly.

"Hum..." a terrible momentum rushed out of the vortex and rushed around in circles.

"Boom..." under the strong shock wave, the whole abandoned village instantly turned into ashes, leaving only the little guy floating in the air.

"Dong... Dong..." lobule Wufeng's heart beat again, and his breathing began to return to normal.

Suddenly, the rotation speed of the black vortex began to become faster. The blood on the ground turned into little blood beads floating in the air, turned into countless blood lights and returned to the little guy's body. The wound on the stomach began to heal rapidly, and the pale little face slowly became bloody.

"Ah..." the little guy suddenly screamed, sat up upright, his smart eyes showed the color of fear, trembled all over, and his arms folded around his shoulders.

"Don't... it hurts... Sobbing..." the nightmare experience made Xiaoye Wufeng's spirit seriously hurt and collapsed.

"Brush and pull..." nine black chains rushed out of the Dantian, intertwined and circulated, gathered and wrapped the mysterious breath, and finally turned into a black ball and rushed into the center of the little guy's eyebrows.

The leaflet fell to the ground without a front and fell asleep.

The next morning, the little guy woke up and got up from the ground. His dirty little hands rubbed his eyes and looked around vaguely, "eh? Where am I? How did I fall asleep?"

"Where's my sugar gourd?"

"That's strange."

Then the little guy left here bouncing.

"Boom..." Ye Wufeng returns to the illusory bubble world. The picture collapses into a black bubble and floats in the air.

The eldest child patted his tingling head, his face was livid, and his eyes were filled with murderous spirit. "I see. Dig my origin and take my blood. Ten years of humiliating life and ten years of separation between father and son have caused my mother to wash her face with tears every day, leaves... No... Heart. I must ask you to pay with blood."

The insect Lord also saw all this through his secret skills. In his rage, he ruthlessly threw the wine cup in his hand into powder, "what a vicious child, the insect Lord will throw you into the ten thousand insect cave and bite you for ten thousand years."

A moment later, Dashao slowly calmed down and said in a deep voice. "Lord worm, I'm back from the dead. What's going on?"

"I didn't expect it to be like this. It turns out that you are the supreme source of the stars. You are born with the supreme source and the Star source, but the Star source wakes up early, and the supreme source has been sleeping."

"In general, if the source is dug, you will die. Your star source is robbed, your body is seriously injured, and you are in a dying state. The crisis of death activates the supreme source, so that you can come back from the dead. This is a blessing in disguise." The insect Lord said with emotion.

"Hum, ye Wuxin, I remember him. Sooner or later, I will catch this bitch and take back everything Ben Shao." Big Shao said ruthlessly.

"Now that the spiritual flaw has been solved, you should be able to come out. You'd better come out quickly. There's something bad about the noumenon."

Sure enough, a light door appeared between the bubbles, and Da Shao stepped into it without hesitation.

Return to the body, ye Wufeng slowly opens his eyes.

"Boom..." a loud noise made my throat sweet and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"I wipe. What's the situation?" He was startled. He saw that his whole body had been dyed red with blood. Not far away, four old men were attacking the big sun devouring the spirit clock.

"Young or old, you're awake. As soon as these guys can't see your defense, they called four helpers and four semi saints. They've been around you for a long time." Seeing that ye Wufeng finally returned, master Chong's heart was finally relieved.

Dashao looks ugly. Fortunately, he sacrificed the devouring bell in time, otherwise he would be in trouble. In three days, these despicable guys definitely have a way to peel off their skin and bones.

"Green wood Qi" communicates with the small world tree in the body, and the injuries on the body are repaired instantly.

"Hey, you four shameless old immortals, have you had enough?" Ye Wufeng said coldly.

"No, elder, the boy broke the illusion and woke up." The emperor of a flower family said anxiously.

"Hum, what are you flustered about? What if you wake up? A little boy who can't even see the king. He scared you." A semi holy face in a flowered robe showed an unhappy color.

"Boy, hand over the artifact quickly. I can spare you from dying." He greedily looked at the rotating devouring bell. It was really a good thing. The four semi saints fought around for a long time, which not only did not damage themselves, but also affected the people inside. Although he vomited a lot of blood, he looked miserable. In fact, he didn't suffer multiple injuries at all.

"Insect Lord, can I beat these four old guys?" Ye Wufeng's face was dignified.

"However, if it's just one, you can still fight, but if there are so many of them, you can still fight with speed in the outside world, but this is the virtual world. Their territory, coupled with the surrounding large array, has too much restriction on speed."

"Hand over the artifact quickly." The semi saint of the flower family said impatiently.

"My grass, you old man is dreaming. Give you a fart." I'm angry. These shameless people, once I hand over the spirit clock, it's not a dead end. They're brain cripples.

"Bold, yellow mouthed child, if you don't want to suffer, get out and die quickly."

"Hum, what can you do with your four old semi saints?" Big Shao sneered, "Ben Shao is staying inside. What can you do for me?"

"Flower god palm" the half saint of the flower family was furious and took it with all his strength.

"Boom..." the devouring bell vibrated violently, and ye Wufeng only felt a surge of Qi and blood.

"Hoo..." big Shao spit out a mouthful of turbid air and let go of his heart. It was far worse than the semi holy blow made by the saint of Fengfei. Fengfei directly flapped the devouring bell. He was also affected and vomited a big mouthful of blood.

"Cut, old and immortal, you can be regarded as semi Saint Xibei goods." He said with disdain.

"You..."

"Brother Feng, brother Xue and brother Yue are too arrogant. Let's fight together."

Four and a half saints tried their best, and four terrible fingerprints came.

"Boom..." the bell flew backwards.

"Poof ~" a mouthful of blood spewed out.

"Hum, but so." Ye Wufeng took out a pill and put it into his mouth. The injury healed immediately.

"Little boy, I see how many pills you can have. Vomiting blood can also kill you." The semi saint of the flower family said fiercely.

"Oh, really?" With a wave of his robe sleeve, hundreds of jade bottles floated in front of him, "old man, in these bottles, there are ten healing pills in each bottle. You should continue to fight. It's not enough. I'd like to see if you are tired to death first or the young master spits blood to death first."

"Oh, by the way, I also have some 'Shengsheng Huadan'. I heard it tastes very good." Dashao took out three more jade bottles, which were forced to be given to him by fat Qian.

The four and a half saints looked ugly and thousands of healing pills. I'm afraid they would be really tired if they made thousands of palms with all their strength. The four people looked at each other and didn't know what to do. The two sides were so deadlocked here.

Dashao looked at them jokingly and took out a pot of wine.

"Tut Tut, cool, good wine."

"Hey, are you tired? Would you like a drink? This is Jiutian Yulu wine from the delicacies garden. It's expensive."

"Ah, you bastard." The average person of the four families is angry, but there is nothing to do.

At this time, ye Wufeng showed a relaxed and casual appearance. In fact, he was also very anxious. It is the so-called "long-term prevention must be lost". If he has been so trapped, he will have problems sooner or later. If he comes to the saint, he will be doomed.

"Alas, this tortoise shell is too difficult to break. Why don't you let the family send a saint over."

"No, if we do so, it will appear that we are too incompetent, and all the saints of our four families are stared at and can't move at all."