In fact, even if Ye Xuan was motionless, with these human races with some low-level demon blood, he would not want to hurt him in the slightest.

Even, if it weren't for Ye Xuan's deliberate convergence of the origin, with the weight of his Saint King Realm origin, these people wouldn't even be able to move his body.

When he first arrived in the Demon Realm, Ye Xuan was not familiar with this place at all, although he didn't look at these guys who hadn't even reached the Holy Realm, he also needed to hide his identity, so as not to let those real Demon Clan powerhouses find out, and at the same time inquire about the news.

After Ye Xuan was caught in the beast frame car, those knights stopped paying attention to him, and the convoy marched again.

Ye Xuan was a little puzzled, these people had different numbers of magic patterns, and they looked in different places, and after he himself transformed, the magic patterns on his face were two, one symmetrical on the left and right.

"Looking at the appearance of these people, it is obvious that the more magic patterns, the higher the status. It's strange, he has also devoured a lot of demon blood, but is it not as good as them?" Ye Xuan thought in his heart.

He had previously captured a message, the Demonic Pattern Awakening. Could it be that the magic pattern is similar to the martial soul, and both need to be awakened. The higher the number of magic patterns, the more advanced they are.

......

A day later, Ye Xuan found that his body was already able to move.

But he still lay motionless on the beast cart.

Those guys didn't even give him rations, which shows their discrimination against Ye Xuan's 'pure' human race.

Of course, he didn't need to.

Another day later, Ye Xuan's qi was in the sea, and a holy power finally appeared, and he was completely relieved in his heart.

With this holy power, his martial soul, exercises, and various combat skills can be barely urged.

Not long after he had regained his holy power, he heard the voices of the knights talking:

"Damn, what a useless slave, I dragged the supreme body of the demon envoy for three days, and then I died of exhaustion. “

"Well, this is also normal, although the Demon Envoy has died and completely entered the arms of the Demon God, his body weighs 10,000 catties, this cheap slave is also a true spirit realm, and it is not bad to be able to pull the coffin for three days. “

"So what now, should we go and pull the coffin?"

"Aren't we a new slave......

......

After a while, a pockmarked woman with a magic pattern on her face, with a fat body, walked to Ye Xuan's beast frame with a cold face, and shouted, "Damn cheap slave, how is your body recovering, don't pretend to be dead, hurry up and go to pull the coffin." “

She said to Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan heard before that if he couldn't pull the coffin, this 'beauty' would pull it.

Seeing that the chain in her hand was about to try, it seemed that if she said that she couldn't pull it the next moment, she would pull it off.

Ye Xuan smiled, sat up, glanced at her, and said, "Very good, I have recovered well in the past two days." Leave the coffin to me. “

With that, Ye Xuan jumped out of the car and walked to the rear.

The numb-faced woman with a tattoo was stunned in place, she didn't know if it was her own illusion, but when the other party just saw it, she actually had a cool feeling of palpitations.

Could it be that he is a hidden slave powerhouse?

But there is no reason, even if he recovers a little now, it is impossible to pull the coffin.

The numb-faced woman with a demonic pattern shook her head, thinking that she had felt wrong. In the Demon Realm, pulling a coffin is regarded as the lowest and most despicable, especially those stubborn slave masters, who will never do this kind of thing.

But thinking of Ye Xuan's bright and deep eyes before, a demonic numb-faced woman's heart was beating.

"Such beautiful eyes, could it be that my spring / heart is rippling...", she suddenly thought in her heart, her fat body couldn't help but tremble, and then sneered and disdain.

Her body is going to be dedicated to the demon lord, and this kind of slut also wants to get involved.

"Hmph, even if you compliment me on my beauty, I don't give a damn. The woman sneered.

Ye Xuan arrived at a black iron coffin, which was three zhang long and half a zhang wide, and was painted with seven demon patterns.

For example, there are ten coffins in this team, and each coffin has a symbol of magic patterns, and the number varies, and the most has eight magic patterns.

Ye Xuan's eyes flashed and disappeared, but at this moment just now, he had already seen the corpse of a thin old man lying in his coffin, with seven magic patterns on his face.

Where are these corpses pulled?

Ye Xuan was a little curious.

"Tsk, although he is dead, the meager demon blood in his body can't be wasted. Ye Xuan smiled in his heart.

He's suffering from a severe lack of sperm and blood right now, so he's just in time to replenish it.

At that moment, he picked up the chain of the coffin, pulled up the black iron coffin, and walked with the coffin team.

But all the 'people' didn't see it, in the black iron coffin pulled by Ye Xuan, a pitch-black vortex appeared, wrapping the body of the old man with seven demon patterns.

After a few breaths, I saw that there was one less magic pattern on the old man's face, and as time passed, the magic lines on his face disappeared one by one, and finally there was no one at all.

Ye Xuan exhaled lightly, his face flushed slightly, and then returned to normal.

He stopped devouring the exercises, this moment of exercise was enough for him to recover for a few days, the only pity was that the demon blood in this old man's body was too scarce, and it was not pure enough, but he only recovered less than one percent of the essence blood he had lost.

It seems that I found a time to absorb the demon blood of the other bodies in the coffin.

"I've done another good deed to bring you back to the arms of the human race. ”

Ye Xuan looked at the knights in front of him again, although their demon blood was meager, but these were also nourishment.

Of course, he doesn't want to devour them right away.

The knights in front of them suddenly felt a chill in their hearts, all of them were inexplicable, thinking that they felt wrong.

Ye Xuan sucked away all the demon blood of the old man in his coffin, and the importance of pulling the coffin suddenly decreased sharply, the original weight of 10,000 catties was nothing to his injured body, but now it was not even a thousand catties, so it had to be fluttering.

On his side, a big man with eight magic patterns said, "Little brother, what is your name, if you can't pull it, you must tell me, and I will help you share it." ”

Ye Xuan looked at it, this big man was in his forties, and his cultivation was the ninth major consummation of the Martial Emperor Realm, and there was a long scar between his eyebrows, which looked a little fierce.

But Ye Xuan will not judge people by their appearance, he was a little surprised, and said, "Uncle, with your cultivation, why don't you resist." ”

You must know that the highest cultivation of those knights is only the early stage of the Martial Emperor Realm, the knights of the four demon patterns.

"Shut up, don't you want to live? Dahan was shocked when he heard Ye Xuan's words, and scolded in a low voice.

Immediately, he said with a wry smile on his face, "Do you think I don't want to resist, but this area is under the jurisdiction of the Demon Tribe, and there are too many masters of the Demon Tribe, don't say it's me, even a sage, I can't resist, let alone escape from this area, and besides, my family is here......"

(End of chapter)