World Wide Martial Art

Could this thing full of infinite negative factors just now be the essence of Yuan Ling?

Ye Feng was still thinking about this issue, and Yuan Ling's voice came from his mind, sounding very weak. Situ Reading

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"Okay. Boy, you have made a lot of money. The energy that this Yuanling has accumulated for a long time has been consumed here by you all at once. I will do my good deeds to the end, and by the way, I will obliterate the consciousness and spirituality of this strange fire, and refine it for you. But don’t forget to go find that corpse demon..."

"Okay, okay...thank you for your hard work."

Ye Feng agreed without hesitation. He was very satisfied with escaping from death, not to mention being able to refine the strange fire as Yuan Ling said...

What? Refining strange fire...

Ye Feng suddenly came back to his senses.

Refining the strange fire yourself? This strange fire is something that even countless king-level masters find difficult to obtain. At least Mr. Zhao Da, who has unfathomable strength, has been dreaming of it for decades but has not been able to obtain it...

Now that the mission has been accomplished, not only did he get the Green Black Fire, but he also picked the Lihuo Linglian. What Ye Feng wants to do most right now is to leave this place quickly.

However, just when Ye Feng turned around to leave, a tall figure suddenly emerged from the void, appeared suddenly, and stopped in front of Ye Feng.

"I don't know whether to live or die. What do you want from me?"

The corpse demon appeared, a low voice sounded, pointed at Ye Feng and said: "Give it back to me, return the corpse demon evil pill to me, and then hand over the Linglian and Qingwu Youhuo, I can keep you alive. , become my king’s dog and work hard for my king.”

Ye Feng didn't expect that this corpse demon would dare to come back.

Moreover, it must have seen the scene of Qingwu Youhuo being subdued by itself, so it had the courage to show up and block the way.

"Yuan Ling! Do you still have a way to deal with it?" Ye Feng asked quietly.

"The most I can do is absorb the evil spirit of the corpse demon and reduce its cultivation strength. This Yuanling has accumulated energy for a long time, and all of it has been burned by this dead bird. What do you want me to do against it?" Yuan Ling said exhaustedly.

Ye Feng frowned.

Even if all the corpse demon's evil energy is absorbed, the best it can do is to lower its cultivation level to around the high level of the virtual realm. Even if it includes being injured by the green black fire, the strength of this zombie demon will never be lower than that of the virtual realm. At the fourth or fifth level, with such strength, it would still be easy to kill Ye Feng.

Have you done so much, only to fall short?

"Don't even think about it!" Ye Feng roared subconsciously.

"Then... just go die and kill you. Are you afraid that I won't be able to get back what belongs to me?"

The corpse demon was impatient to continue talking to the little person in front of him. If it hadn't just witnessed this little person with the third level of innateness absorb the evil pill and then subdue the green black fire, revealing a scene that shocked the corpse demon, what would it have done? Will it cost too much money?

The black energy on its body shone brightly, and the power it erupted made Ye Feng so embarrassed that he couldn't even stand firm.

In front of such a powerful person, Ye Feng's strength is insignificant.

"Bold, Qiu Yuan, in front of me, how dare you hurt my heir?"

Suddenly, a voice emerged from Ye Feng, which was so domineering that the corpse demon was stunned on the spot.

Especially when he heard the word "Autumn Resentment", Ye Feng clearly felt that the corpse demon's whole body shook violently, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his red eyes.

"Who is it? Who are you?" The corpse demon suddenly burst out with a thunderous voice, but his voice couldn't help but tremble.

Only the corpse demon himself knows what the words "Autumn Resentment" represent.

Ten thousand years ago, my real name... Even ten thousand years ago, not many people knew my name, let alone now, ten thousand years later?

"When you were a little kid, I mentioned this to you. How come, after just ten thousand years, you dare to throw me out of the sky?" The voice that came out of Ye Feng's body was like a tidal wave, with a sense of saying no. Showing majesty.

"You...you...are you...Senior Shenji...?" These words completely shattered the corpse demon's lust, causing its voice to become softer immediately.

"Where is the Lord of Gods, Taiyi Anyou? You are not so confused!"

"It's really Senior Shenji, Tu Qiuyuan... I've met the senior... But, senior, why are you here?" The corpse demon restrained the coercion in his body, and his expression became completely respectful. Ye Feng handed over his hand.

This left Ye Feng not knowing what to do.

The voice now pretending to be "Senior Shenji" comes from Yuan Ling.

But how could Yuan Ling know the real name of the Corpse Demon? And how could Yuan Ling know that this corpse demon had received guidance from "Senior Shenji" when he was a child?

I have no clue at all.

"I have been in seclusion for a long time, and my heart is full of thoughts. This time, a ray of soul came and protected my little disciple into the burial pit to collect the green black fire. I didn't expect to meet my old friend..."

"You mean? This little... young man is your disciple? No wonder, no wonder that at such a young age, with the third level of innate ability, he has actually accomplished something that I have never done before. Senior Shenji, this time It’s really a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple. One family doesn’t recognize the other. Since he is your disciple, all the previous matters will be wiped out..."

After the Corpse Demon pondered for a moment, even though he was very reluctant, he really didn't dare to offend "Senior Shenji", a master from this world, and said in a deep voice.

"In this case, I accept your love, disciple, you can leave." Yuan Ling said.

Ye Feng nodded, suppressed the joy in his heart, and was about to slowly turn around and leave. However, he only took two steps when he heard the corpse demon's voice coming from behind again: "Wait a minute."

"Huh? What else is there?" Yuan Ling said calmly.

"It's just that I don't know something. How did Senior Shenji recognize me? Besides, I've been dead for ten thousand years. Senior Shenji, even you, can't have the longevity to survive for ten thousand years, right?"

There was a hint of hostility in the corpse demon's tone again.

"Senior Shenji" was the number one person in the Yuanwu Continent in his time, with a cultivation level as high as the late Saint level. In front of Shenji, the King of Martial Arts and Tu Qiuyin were all insignificant juniors, and they could kill one with a backhand.

When Tu Qiuyuan was young, he was fortunate enough to receive some advice from the divine machine, and then he entered the realm of the King of Martial Arts. However, in order to collect the strange fire, something happened in the middle of the burial pit that he couldn't bear to remember, and he fell from grace.

To be honest, if the injury hadn't been so severe, the corpse demon known as Tu Qiu Yuan would not have dared to say these words. But now that Qingwu Youhuo and Lihuo Linglian have been taken away by the other party, even the Corpse Demon Evil Pill that he has painstakingly condensed and contains almost half of his strength has been swallowed by the opponent, making it really difficult for the Corpse Demon to swallow this breath.

It doesn't know yet that Ye Feng has just taken advantage of its battle with Qingwu Youhuo to loot its lair, even stealing the "True Evil Crystal" that took thousands of years to allow it to reach the holy level and become the Corpse King. gone. If it knew this situation, it would not give up even if a ray of soul from "Senior Shenji" came, or even if it was "Senior Shenji" himself.