"Slay the demons!" The man in brocade was very confident, and even when he said this, his disdainful eyes did not change in the slightest, as if in his eyes, Ye Feng was a dead man, and he was already a dead man.

"You know that I'm just a person, and you still want to kill demons?" Ye Feng's heart was getting cold, but the blood in his whole body seemed to be burning.

"It doesn't matter, as long as someone thinks you're a demon!" The man in brocade was laughing, but Ye Feng's heart was already cold, and the blood-colored war spear had broken through the air.

The man in brocade was still laughing, laughing at Ye Feng's indiscretion, and even the left hand was still behind him, waving only his right arm, plum blossoms, which were not real plum blossoms, but a pattern formed by the convergence of sword shadows.

"Plum Blossom Sword Formation!"

Ye Thirteen blurted out, but he didn't make a move, because he didn't need to make a move himself, because he had already seen the cold smile on Ye Feng's face, which was a smile that only showed back when facing the dead.

Blood shadows emerged from behind the man in brocade, without a trace of life, but the endless killing machine firmly locked on the very conceited enemy.

At this moment, the man in brocade changed color, and waved his left hand, which had been carrying it behind him, to dispel the approaching blood shadow.

Whoa! The surging sound of the waves sounded, which made the man in brocade frightened, and the next moment he suddenly found that he was already in a blood-colored world at this time, and under his feet, it was the blood-colored waves that were higher than the waves.

"One side of the world!" The brocade-clothed man was stunned, and immediately let out an unwilling roar: "This is an illusion, how can you, a monk of the Cave Heaven Realm, have a world?" ”

"It doesn't matter if it's a hallucination or not!" Ye Feng's voice came from the waves, and then a stream of blood shadows appeared, and in the frightened gaze of the man in brocade, he pounced on him.

"Fake!" The brocade-clothed man roared, and a cyan long sword in his hand waved, and a little plum blossom appeared, crushing the heavy blood shadow.

"Carving insect skills!" Looking at the shattered blood shadow, the horror on the face of the brocade-clothed man dissipated, and it was replaced by the disdain of the previous fight.

"Really?" A voice without the slightest emotion sounded, and a blood-colored war spear rose from the feet of the brocade-clothed man.

"You? This is not true! "Maybe the man in brocade didn't believe until he died that he would be killed by a Cave Heaven Realm cultivator who was one realm lower than him, but all this was no longer important to Ye Feng.

"Maybe I'm really fit to be a demon!" Without stopping, turning the essence blood of the brocade-clothed man into a part of the blood lake, the corners of Ye Feng's mouth curled, because at this moment, Ye Feng felt that there was nothing wrong with this, at least every time he refined a monk's essence blood, he could feel the progress of his cultivation.

This is probably the only thing worth celebrating for my current self.

"Extraterrestrial demons!"

Looking at the portrait posted outside the deserted city, Ye Quan's face twitched.

"How is this possible?" Looking at the portrait, Dongfang Wanqing shouted, although she really wanted to beat that stinky boy up, but no matter what, he was a member of the royal family, how could he become an extraterritorial demon?

"Who is it?" Murong Longcheng frowned, such a simple little trick was very soft and easy to be exposed, Murong Longcheng couldn't imagine who would be so stupid as to challenge the majesty of His Majesty the Holy Emperor today.

In any case, Ye Feng is the grandson of His Majesty the Holy Emperor today, the son of the fifth prince who was once the most favored.

"Your Majesty! What exactly are you thinking? "In the mansion of the Marquis of Xiaoyao, Ye Wuxin's face was pale, and his expression was even more full of doubt.

Imperial Capital!

Tens of thousands of miles of pavilions and pavilions are connected, gardens and rivers are intertwined, and in this huge imperial capital, there are tens of billions of people of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and in the sky of this vast area, where the steaming colors are dense, on top of a huge palace suspended in the sky, a man in a golden dragon robe is sitting on the golden dragon chair, his eyes slightly closed.

And below, above the wide hall, the man in the yellow robe looked excited, as if he was not so in awe of the existence of the dragon chair.

"That's it! Fourth, you only need to remember one thing, the son of the Blood God King should not be a weak person, that's enough! The dark golden figure's eyes were still slightly closed, as if everything had already been decided.

"But have you thought about the consequences of this, Father? Maybe that kid will survive this bloody killing, but is he still a member of our Ye family who survived? The man in the yellow robe spoke with reluctance.

"Go ahead! What I have decided will not change! ”

The dark golden figure, with unquestionable resoluteness in his bland words.

"Father! You'll regret it! The man in the yellow robe seemed to be furious, and when he turned around, he walked out of the hall without hesitation.

"Sky! There's only so much your father can do for you! A long sigh sounded from the depths of the hall with a hint of pain, but unfortunately the man in the yellow robe could no longer hear it.

The blood is flowing! One figure after another kept falling, Ye Feng no longer knew that this was the first wave of chasing and killing he had encountered, at this time, he was covered with blood, and one of his left arms hung down weakly.

"Shizi! Let the old slave take action! Every time he looked at the danger that Ye Feng was in, Night Thirteen couldn't help but speak.

"Nope! I can still hold on, I want to get stronger, stronger! Ye Feng's voice seemed to be whispering, but the whole person fell down like mud.

"Shizi!" Night Thirteen shouted, and hurriedly held on to the thin figure.

"Help me sit down!" Ye Feng's voice was weak, and although his consciousness still remained clear, his entire body seemed to be no longer under his control.

With the help of Night Thirteen, Ye Feng sat cross-legged, and the spirit of the whole person seemed to fall into silence in an instant, and even that breath became undetectable.

Call! The golden divine ring appeared at this moment, as if a world was floating behind Ye Feng, and the blood lake that was integrated into it exuded a strong suction, constantly absorbing the surrounding blood qi, making the blood lake grow little by little.

Thundered! The sound like a thunderous roar came from Ye Feng's body, it was the blood qi in Ye Feng's body, accompanied by the growth of the blood lake, it let out a roar, and the golden true yuan that circulated all over the body was running at a staggering speed.

This is the result of Ye Feng's simultaneous operation of the Black Emperor Jue and the Aoki Jue, this is also the method that Ye Feng has comprehended from the Heavenly Machine Ancient Palace, and even under the guidance of this method, Ye Feng can already make the golden true element transform back and forth between vitality and destruction at any time.

And now this method has become Ye Feng's reliance on his rapid expansion of his own strength, Ye Feng is eager to become stronger, and even at this time, Ye Feng's heart has an unprecedented desire for the enemy who is chasing and killing him, eager to use their essence blood to enhance his strength.