I have to say that Zhao Wushuang's perception is very sensitive, and after meeting Ye Feng's weird smile, he instantly felt that something was wrong, and goosebumps stood up all over his body.

"Ahem!"

With a dry cough, Ye Feng's eyes were filled with strange colors, staring at Zhao Wushuang, and he said slowly, "Don't you want me to be your subordinate?" ”

"You're my subordinate now!"

"Damn!" Regarding Zhao Wushuang's self-righteousness, Ye Feng really couldn't stand it, and said: "Let's make a bet, if you win, I will be your subordinate sincerely, if you lose, we will worship as brothers." ”

"Okay!" Zhao Wushuang didn't think about it, and directly agreed, in his opinion, there was nothing in this world that he couldn't do.

"Tell me, how are you going to bet?"

"It's easy!" The corners of Ye Feng's mouth rose slightly, and he smiled: "As long as you subdue the Fire Qilin, I will be your subordinate." However, you have to subdue the Fire Qilin in front of me, or it won't count! ”

"That's so easy!" Zhao Wushuang was happy in his heart, walked to Ye Feng's side with a smile, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to find the Fire Qilin!" ”

"You lead the way!" Ye Feng had a bright smile on his face.

Ye Feng believed that as long as he followed Zhao Wushuang, he would not be able to subdue the Fire Qilin.

The reason is naturally simple, because of his zombie, as long as he appears, the fire unicorn is easy to fall into a rampage.

Putting away Fang Tian's Demon Halberd, Zhao Wushuang's handsome face was filled with a relaxed smile, and he walked slowly towards the passage.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Zhao Wushuang's footsteps froze slightly, looking at the group of cultivators in front of him.

Because of the movement caused by the fire qilin, many cultivators rushed to this side.

At this moment, sixteen cultivators gathered together, and in front of them was a vine, but it was a little dry and scorched by the flames that had just erupted from the fire qilin, and the color of the blood bodhi on it looked much darker.

Seeing Zhao Wushuang and Ye Feng coming, the faces of the sixteen cultivators changed slightly.

However, after feeling that there was no energy fluctuation around Zhao Wushuang and Ye Feng, several of them breathed a sigh of relief, and their faces showed contempt.

"Get out of here!"

One of the old men half-squinted his eyes, and a cold light flowed in them, like a lone wolf, staring at Zhao Wushuang who was walking in the forefront.

Zhao Wushuang didn't seem to hear the old man's unkind words, frowned, and muttered in his heart, "Something is wrong!" ”

In the past, as long as Zhao Wushuang wanted to find some kind of heaven and earth holy relic, it was basically easy to come across it, and no one else would intervene.

But now, someone actually found Blood Bodhi before him, which made him feel very puzzled.

Under the cold gaze of everyone, Zhao Wushuang walked slowly towards the vine, he wanted to see what was different about this vine.

"Look for death!"

Seeing Zhao Wushuang walking briskly, the fierce light in the eyes of the old man who spoke flashed, and a volume of terrifying artistic conception power tumbled out, turning into a huge and vague fierce beast.

"Let's play!"

"Bang!"

Zhao Wushuang didn't even look at it, his right hand was raised suddenly, and the terrifying and vast blood qi turned into a palm print, and slapped fiercely on the vague fierce beast formed by the power of artistic conception.

In the old man's horrified gaze, the fierce beast formed by the power of artistic conception actually collapsed in an instant.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the old man's face was full of shock, and he lost his voice: "This, how is this possible?" ”

Not only was the old man shocked, but so were the others, they knew the strength of the old man very well, but now they were hit hard by a very casual palm.

Zhao Wushuang's attitude was too breezy and light, as if he was swatting mosquitoes.

Ye Feng smiled, this group of cultivators is the strongest in the Great Perfection of the Fusion God Realm, and the combat power will not exceed 800, but Zhao Wushuang's combat power is as high as 2980, and there is no comparison at all.

Under the frightened gazes of the sixteen cultivators, Ye Feng followed behind Zhao Wushuang and took six dim-colored Blood Bodhi from himself.

But Zhao Wushuang stared at the charred vines and muttered, "Doesn't it seem to be anything special?" ”

Raising his hand and scratching the back of his head, Zhao Wushuang tilted his head and muttered, "Could it be that my luck is starting to deteriorate?" ”

Seeing that Ye Feng had put all the six Blood Bodhi into the space ring, the eyes of the sixteen cultivators were full of greed.

The old man who was slapped away by Zhao Wushuang's palm to scatter the power of artistic conception, his face was full of unwillingness, he was already old, his blood and qi began to deteriorate, and there was almost no possibility of breaking through. But if you get the Blood Bodhi, through the huge blood qi in it, you have a great chance to break through to the Yang God Realm.

"Who the hell are these two? I am the helmsman of the Cloud Dragon Gang......"

"Get out!"

At this moment, Zhao Wushuang's mood was not very good, listening to the old man's verbosity, he suddenly turned around, and a violent momentum swept in all directions.

In the eyes of the sixteen cultivators, Zhao Wushuang's figure suddenly rose up, as if he had turned into a giant through the sky, divine and majestic, and he couldn't even look up.

"A bunch of garbage, really when I Zhao Wushuang has no temper? If it's too much to mouth, kill them all! ”

Listening to Zhao Wushuang's cold words, the group of cultivators were furious in their hearts, but none of them dared to open their mouths to refute.

"They're garbage, what about me?"

Suddenly, a light voice sounded, and I saw a young man in a cyan power suit, with his hands behind his back, walking slowly into the passage.

"Huh?"

As soon as the young man walked into the passage, the flirtatious smile on his face instantly froze, and his eyes were full of astonishment and helplessness.

"Young Master Long!"

As soon as he saw the young man appear, the old man's expression was happy, and he hurriedly stepped forward, "Hongfeng has seen Young Master Long!" ”

"Hmm!"

The young man pursed his lips, but he cursed secretly in his heart, how could this thing be here?

The old man didn't seem to be able to see the helplessness and jealousy of the young man, and a cold light flowed in his eyes, and he said, "Young Master Long, we just found six Blood Bodhi, and we planned to take them off and give them to you. But these two fanatics not only snatched the blood Bodhi, but also had no one in their eyes, and they didn't take the Yunlong Gang in their eyes at all. ”

In the old man's opinion, as long as the young master Long in front of him came forward, he would definitely be able to defeat those two madmen. After all, the person in front of him is one of the top ten Tianjiao of the new generation in the capital, and his combat effectiveness is extremely strong, and he is not weak to the strongest person in the ordinary Yang God Realm.

But in the next second, the old man stiffened, and there was an unbelievable light in his eyes, listening to the young man's helpless words.

"He is indeed qualified not to take the Cloud Dragon Gang in his eyes!"

"What?" The old man was stunned, Young Master Long, who had always been unruly and disobedient to others, would actually say such a thing?

In the stunned gaze of everyone, Ye Feng grinned and winked at the helpless young man, "Robbery, hand over the space ring!" ”

"Damn!"

Everyone burst into foul language at the same time, even Zhao Wushuang was slightly stunned.

What's even more shocking is that Young Master Long, who is the new generation of the top ten heavenly pride in the capital, actually obediently pulled out the space ring on his finger and threw it towards Ye Feng, "Here you go!" ”

(End of chapter)