Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Very quickly, their screams resounded in the sky. Being driven by benefits, many people did not realize the danger, and just as they were about to come into contact with the Holy Weapon, they left behind a bunch of corpses and fresh blood.    

Of course …    

Only a small part of it had been pierced through by the Holy Power, but most of it had been injured by the experts of the three sects.    

How could they tolerate the Holy Weapon from the ancient tomb falling into the hands of others?    

"Haha …"    

Only the Fat Buddhist Monk, under the assault of the experts from the three sects, laughed again and again.    

In that moment, he had grabbed a handful of Flying Sword and dropped them onto the ground. The Holy Power on the sword blade had actually been sealed by some unknown secret technique.    

"Buddha said, if I do not enter hell, whoever enters it, Buddha will help you pass your tribulation. If you dare to plot against Buddha, don't blame me for my Nirvana Flame."    

The front and back of Fat Buddhist Monk's chest suffered several blows, but what was strange was that this guy didn't seem to care at all. An expert of the Spirit Demon race pierced into his shoulder and pulled his Longsword out, his eyes squinted as if he was fine and looked at them.    

"This monk …" Powerful, I wonder what sort of background you have. "    

"Who cares who he is? If they stole my clan's Holy Weapon, they would have to pay the price of blood."    

"This old man does not believe, that if ten of us join hands, we would not be able to do anything against a Human Clan monk."    

"…"    

Upon seeing that the Holy Weapon had fallen into the hands of the monk, the experts of the three races aggressively surrounded the Holy Weapon from all directions.    

"..."    

Phew...    

On top of a low mountain, Ye Feng's miserable figure stopped and his clothes had long since been drenched in sweat.    

After running frantically for so long, the medicinal strength in his body had finally dissipated by a bit, causing his body to feel much better.    

"It's better to not overdo it. It seems... Pill truly cannot be eaten carelessly … "    

Ye Feng laughed at himself. Luckily the Energy of Elemental Strength in his body was many times stronger than Martial Cultivator of the same level, otherwise his body would have exploded.    

"Hmm?"    

Just as his mind calmed down, Ye Feng suddenly asked with a puzzled tone.    

Surprised, he turned around and took a look. His expression changed drastically as he saw a tall figure charging towards him from a short distance away.    

This time, it was not Fat Buddhist Monk, but instead, the demon clan who had a huge grudge with Ye Feng … Wild Prisoning King.    

"This King felt right. It's really you, kid."    

With a flash, Wild Prisoning King arrived in front of Ye Feng very quickly. After confirming the latter's identity, his pair of ferocious eyes revealed a bloodthirsty expression.    

In this trip to the Martial God Sea Area, the Spirit Demon Race had lost many experts, and even Fann Tian was killed by this brat.    

Not only was Wild Prisoning King disgraced, when he returned, he would also be scolded by the demon clan higher ups, disqualified from entering the Supreme Demon Palace. This made Wild Prisoning King grind his teeth in anger.    

Just now, he saw a strange figure running back and forth, very similar to Ye Feng's aura. After searching for a long time, he finally found it.    

"So what if it's me? The relationship between the two of us probably hasn't reached the point where you can give up the fight for the treasures and come greet me. "    

Ye Feng, whose expression was much calmer, thought quickly.    

The cultivation of this Monster King was not something that a small fry could compare to. Even if he were at full strength, he still might not be a match for the Monster King. As for now … That was even more impossible.    

Under the situation where the medicinal strength filled his body, he didn't dare make a move.    

"Say hello? This King is here to take your little life. "    

Just as the Wild Prisoning King was preparing his Qi, he rushed towards the direction of the hall.    

Escaping outside, was not guaranteed to escape Wild Prisoning King's pursuit. Only in the direction of the main hall, would it be able to attract Bai Hucheng and City Lord Hsing's attention.    

This was an unavoidable situation, so Ye Feng could only take the risk.    

Wild Prisoning King who had caught up also had to face the risk of being killed at any moment by the demonic might.    

Ye Feng's strange action stunned Wild Prisoning King for a moment. After reacting to it, he loudly cursed and hurriedly chased after his.    

"Damned Human Clan, I definitely won't let you escape this time!"    

Wild Prisoning King's movement skills were extremely fast, and as he swiftly shifted, he continuously reached out and grabbed at Ye Feng.    

Ye Feng helplessly searched the auras of the City Lord Hsing and Bai Hucheng, and he was quickly disappointed. The place was already in a mess, the vitality was in disorder, and with the addition of the berserk demonic might, he was unable to sense anything.    

Fortunately, the Ninth Heaven of Roc Body Movement was not affected too much, and the Wild Prisoning King was temporarily unable to catch up to him.    

Dong …    

Dong …    

Soon enough, another matter that gave Ye Feng a headache occurred. As he got closer and closer to the great hall, that palpitation appeared again. He could clearly feel a pair of blood-colored eyes staring at him once more.    

It was different from before, but when the eyes saw him approaching, they revealed a look of ecstasy, as if they were waiting for Ye Feng's arrival.    

"God damn it." You still want to steal my body?! "    

Ye Feng's scalp went numb.    

However, the Wild Prisoning King behind him didn't let him go, he could only make him grit his teeth and continue to approach the great hall.    

Demonic might raged, sweeping through the sky!    

After getting a certain distance away from the great hall, he would have to pay a huge price for every step he took. If he wasn't careful, he would be scattered by the demonic might.    

Perhaps it was because of that pair of bloody eyes, but Ye Feng felt it was slightly more relaxed than the Wild Prisoning King. The latter was stopped thirty meters away from Ye Feng, and angrily resisted the attacks continuously.    

"Little bastard, if you go over there, you will die a hundred times!"    

After the stalemate for a few breaths of time, the Wild Prisoning King was unable to approach and could only choose to curse loudly.    

"Idiot, you make it sound like you're going to let grandpa go. Come over if you have the ability."    

Ye Feng was not stingy with his look of contempt and was about to call out to Bai Hucheng, when suddenly, his forehead felt a sharp pain.    

The pair of bloody eyes became even more distinct before his eyes. It was as if there was a pair of large hands trying to pull him towards them.    

Weng! *    

At the same time, a strand of dense and cold demonic energy overflowed from the shattered corner of the great hall and quickly leapt towards Ye Feng like a viper.    

"This is bad!"    

"..."