After a long time, Yeyang slowed down again, looked at Lao Ge and said with a smile: "It didn't taste good just now, didn't you have any bad ideas, to tell you honestly, the spirit erosion worm in your body is fed with my soul power, and it controls the source of your life, as long as I die, then you will not be far from death." ”

Seeing that Lao Ge bowed his head and was silent, he continued: "Don't you want to take it out, the spirit erosion insect grows in the depths of your soul, and my piano sound can only make it sleep temporarily, as long as you touch it, you will wake up from its slumber and bite your soul, when it is a cocoon, it is fine, but once it breaks out of the cocoon, even the supreme elder of the overlord force is helpless, not to mention just one of you? I just got a few cocoons by chance, but I didn't expect it to be wasted by you!"

Speaking of which, Yeyang is still a little distressed, and he only has three cocoons of the Spirit Eater Insect, which he originally wanted to prepare for an eyeless giant, but he didn't expect it to be gone.

When the elder brother heard his words, he was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, he was now in pain half to death, but Yeyang still looked like he had suffered a great grievance! On the surface, he was submissive, saying yes again and again, but secretly he still did not give up, his eyes glanced at the xylophone in front of Ye Yang and the fingers that jumped on the strings, and wanted to write down the tune.

When Yeyang saw this scene, he was immediately furious, he was here to talk for a long time, but he still refused to give up.

"Smack!" Yeyang smashed the xylophone, the xylophone turned into debris all over the ground, he stood up and waved his sleeves fiercely, and walked into the room without looking back: "Don't repent, let you taste the power of the Spirit Eclipse Worm and increase your memory!"

In the hall, only the old Ge who was curled up and shivering on the ground, and the screams echoed throughout the room...

Yeyang returned to the room on the second floor alone, Lao Ge's matter was just a small episode for him, if it weren't for the fact that he still had use value, maybe he really wouldn't mind letting Lao Ge die directly.

After pranayama was in a good state, Yeyang soon entered the retreat again, while familiarizing himself with the cultivation of the strength of the steady and rapid progress, and at the same time also taking stock of the various gains in the chaotic situation, this retreat lasted for half a year......

Chaotic Demon City, the battlefield of the White Tiger Clan, the stands are crowded with people, the noise comes and goes, the shouts and cheers are loud, and a hot battle is being carried out fiercely in the field.

One of them was a shirtless man, with a burly and strong body, large muscles bulging, containing explosive power, cultivating to the high level of the Chong Pulse Realm, the blood and qi on his body were boiling wildly, and a loud roar was deafening, but it made many Chong Pulse Realm peaks feel a tingling of their scalps.

Standing opposite him was just a young man dressed in white and looking polite, with a tall but thin body, which made people wonder if he was swept away by a gust of wind.

"Isn't that the Mighty King Meng He? The first person at the high level of the Chong Pulse Realm in the Fighting Battlefield has won ninety-nine consecutive victories, and it is said that even the peak of the Chong Pulse Realm has been torn alive. ”

"Who is that stupid boy opposite him, why have I never seen it, it looks like a living little white face, I'm afraid I can't even take a punch from Meng He, right?"

Everyone in the stands was talking, most of them were not optimistic about the boy, and even the odds of the bet were as high as ten to one under this call, but a man and two women in the crowd believed in him.

The burly young man among them walked directly to the betting table and slapped the table fiercely: "I'll bet on 100,000 demon crystals, bet on that little white face to win!"

"Seven Kills Young Master!" As the successor of the White Tiger Clan and a warmonger, the name of the White Seven Kills was extremely loud in the fighting battlefield, and some people immediately recognized him.

The deacon of the White Tiger Clan, who was in charge of the gambling game, couldn't help but want to remind his young master to be such a "loser", but he was dumbfounded by Bai Qishu, and Huang Ximo and Dan Chen also came over, and each took out a lot of demon crystals, and also made a lot of bets.

However, the shock is shock, the three of them made a big shot, which also detonated the atmosphere of the audience, and others scrambled to bet, of course, the bet was won by the strong king Meng He.

The game ended quickly, and the battle in the fighting battlefield also began at this time, and as the referee gave the order, Meng He roared and immediately launched a stormy attack.

The tower-like body is like a hard mountain, but it is not slow to move at all, and the strong iron arm sets off a gust of wind, blowing and making people's cheeks hurt, and hit the white-clothed young man opposite.

In the face of such continuous attacks, the young man who cultivated as a mid-level Chong Pulse Realm seemed extremely calm, and on the side of his body, he dodged the right hook, jumped over, and avoided the sweeping leg.

Although it seems to be overwhelmed, full of dangers, and has no power to fight back, but in fact, it is methodical, and can always dodge the opponent's various attacks dangerously, and the speed is getting faster and faster, and the body gradually becomes ethereal, and then there is no trace.

After nearly thirty rounds of fighting with the strong king Meng He, Yeyang finally switched from passive defense to active attack, and swung the Kaishan Fist, which hit Meng He's chest with unmistakable accuracy, and let out a muffled sound: "Bang!"

Meng He took a step back, but Yeyang was pushed back by the anti-shock force for a full five steps, and Meng He laughed: "Little worm, your little strength is only enough for grandpa to tickle!"

"Really, then you have to be careful!" Yeyang replied with a faint smile, his speed suddenly increased, and he galloped through the field like a vague shadow, and the opening fist was cast one to nine in turn.

The dazzling offensive not only made Meng He unable to start, but could only defend passively, and even everyone on the viewing platform was shaken their heads, and their minds were in chaos.

Kaishan fist continued to fall on Meng He's body, and in the first five styles, it was Yeyang who regressed. But when it came to the seventh, eighth, and ninth forms, it became the strong king Meng He who suffered trauma, and the ninth type erupted, and the huge force made Meng He take more than a dozen steps back one after another, trembling all over.

Yeyang made persistent efforts, the green tendons on his right arm burst out, the ninth style of Kaishan Fist merged with the fist shape, and smashed on Meng He's chest, a terrifying burst, Meng He's eyes widened, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body flew out weakly for more than ten zhang, smashed to the ground, and set off a burst of dust.

The cold light in the eyes of the night sun flashed, the wind and snow swept away, a layer of frost on his two legs, an arrow rushed out, Meng He just fell to the ground, and was whipped away by a whip leg, one kick after another, and the heavy leg shadow surrounded him.

Meng Hekou vomited blood, covered in blood, Yeyang shouted, flew up with a kick, and stomped him fiercely, his whole body was embedded in the hard stone wall, unable to move, and the entire fighting battlefield fell into silence.

Everyone was dumbfounded, they didn't expect Yeyang, who had always been at a disadvantage, to be able to reverse so decisively and simply, and completely end the battle in just a dozen breaths, and a young man who had spoken disrespectfully before also opened his eyes: "This is too hasty, isn't it......"

What woke everyone up was Bai Qi's hearty laughter: "Hahaha, fifty-six breaths, one hundred and seven rounds, Mo Zheng, you are too inferior!"

"That little deacon, the young master won, go back and send me all the money back to the house! They're also sent to the Heavenly Demon Chamber of Commerce!" Immediately after, ignoring the people who were still in shock, Bai Qishu laughed loudly, and left the fighting battlefield with Huang Xi Mo Danchen.

The voice sounded in the open again, waking up the people in the field, and everyone turned around, only then did they remember the fierce little white face in the field, and wanted to see the demon face, but the battlefield was already empty, only Meng He was still struggling on the wall......

Tianxiang Pavilion, the largest restaurant in the Demon City, has a variety of countless delicacies from the mountains and seas, known as only what you dare not eat, and there is nothing you can't eat. is in the chaotic demon city, but even if it is tiger bone wine, he dares to sell it, the background is mysterious, it is not a force in the demon world, but it makes the overlord forces such as the god and demon dynasty unwilling to provoke.

There was once a powerful elder of the top race who got drunk here, but he was directly beaten by the people of Tianxiang Pavilion and abolished his cultivation, but later, the top race did not pursue anything, but a Taishang personally brought someone to the door to apologize.