Treasure Ship In your space, the silver light on Yechen and Song Yue's bodies skyrocketed, and the entire room was reflected in a silver world.

The silver light was imprinted on Yechen's face, and there was a crystal luster on his forehead, if you look closely, you will find that this is a dense layer of fine sweat, which shows that this time the Daigo empowerment is far more than before.

Song Yue closed his eyes and silently understood.

Later, Yechen let go of his hand and motioned for the rest of the group to remain silent.

Song Yue's painful period has passed, and now she needs Song Yue to digest all the insights transmitted to her by Yechen, so that she can step into the Martial Sect in one fell swoop.

Yechen breathed a sigh of relief gently, this level of Daigo empowerment was really draining, if it weren't for the fact that the power of the soul had reached Wuzun, I was afraid that it would take several days of rest to recover.

Song Yue had already settled down, and the rest of the others were also silently sitting cross-legged in front of Yechen, familiar with the new power in their bodies.

It wasn't until an hour later that Song Yue's body finally erupted with terrifying power fluctuations, and a force far beyond her previous one took shape in her body, and the silver light on her body skyrocketed.

Song Yue felt something in his heart, and immediately guided the power in his body, and then his eyes converged, and Song Yue opened his eyes.

"The feeling of Wu Zong is so amazing. Song Yue's tender face bloomed with a beautiful smile like a water lotus.

"Da Da Da!" came a knock on the door.

"Come in!" Yechen shouted, and Yechen's heart moved, and the door of the treasure ship was opened.

Immediately, the door was pushed open, and Yemo pounced in first, flew onto Yechen's shoulder, grabbed Yechen's head, and shouted happily, "Daddy!"

Then Huang Xinrou, Song Jia, and Ai Wei entered.

"Don't make a fuss, sit down!" Yechen grabbed Yemo and didn't let him hold his head, let him sit honestly on his shoulder, and then said to Ivy: "Open up the space." ”

"Yes!"

Yechen took the lead and stepped into the purgatory space.

"Meet the general!" When the dragon-blooded warriors saw Yechen coming in, the warriors who were originally sitting cross-legged on the ground and cultivating hurriedly got up, saluted Yechen, and shouted loudly.

"You can kill the Demon Bull with your hands!" Yechen shouted.

In front of Yechen, there was also a group of tens of thousands of Martial Emperor-level demon cows, because they didn't want to alarm those demons, so this group of demon cows was still there.

"Yes!" An earth-shattering voice rang out, and the dragon-blooded warrior neatly pounded the armor on his chest, forming a loud noise that seemed to even tremble in space.

After a while, the Dragon-Blood Warriors grew stronger and stronger.

However, Yechen also saw that the difference was reflected.

The warriors who cultivate quickly have reached the stage of the Martial Emperor, this kind of person accounts for about one-tenth, a quarter is still in the middle stage of the Martial Emperor, and most of the remaining people are still groping in the early stage of the Martial Emperor.

The talent brought by the dragon's blood has been depleted, and they need to be tempered with the blood of even more powerful alien beasts.

Yechen was also very anxious in his heart, hoping to find a strange beast with a stronger bloodline, but the strange beast was difficult to find, even if he was in a hurry, it was useless. As for the divine beast, there is no need to think about it, the divine beast is a legend, and it is not clear whether it is in the Martial God Continent.

"That emperor-level hydra is good. If only I could kill it. Yechen said in his heart, but this kind of thought can only be thought about in his heart, it is better if the imperial war does not break out, or if it does not break out, once it fails, the human race will become precarious. In contrast, Yechen also wants to have time and a stable environment to improve herself.

"Daddy, shall we move forward?" Yemo's immature voice interrupted Yechen's contemplation.

"Well, let's go!" said Yechen.

The dragon-blooded warriors had already rushed towards the Demon Bull, and Yechen and the others flew over the Demon Bull and set their eyes on the land farther away.

After about twenty minutes of flying, Yechen finally came to the place where the seven demons lived.

The three demons sat cross-legged on the magma to cultivate, their legs sank into the magma, and the other four demons didn't see it, they should have sunk into the depths of the magma.

The size of these three demons is about the same as Mu Lie, but in terms of momentum, they can't be compared to Mu Lie.

The three demons were startled and opened their eyes at the same time, and one of the demons in the middle said in a deep voice, "The smell of fresh blood." ”

At the same time, four demons poked their heads out of the magma and set their eyes on Yechen and the others in the sky.

Yemo sat on Yechen's shoulder and shouted happily, "Daddy, demons, there are so many demons." ”

A demon's dull voice sounded slowly: "It's been a long time, why haven't you drunk fresh blood?" Their blood seemed to be delicious. ”

"What race are they? We have seven demons, and the extra two will depend on who gets them first. The demons who spoke rushed out of the magma, their wings flapping, and the black fire of purgatory boiling and burning on their bodies.

Immediately, the remaining demons also burst out of the magma one by one, and pounced viciously towards Yechen.

In front of the night, black flames rolled, and the scorching breath rushed to the face, and the dark red faces of the demons were full of hideous smiles.

Yechen whispered to the people behind him, "Are you all ready?"

Immediately, in the face of the hideous demon that pounced on him, Yechen gently slapped his right hand forward.

A palm print took shape in the void, and then flew forward, swatting on the bodies of the seven demons like swatting flies, and in an instant, all of them were flapped out one after another.

The demons vomited blood and flew upside down in the void.

"Bang!"

"Bang ......"

There was a continuous dull loud noise, and the seven demons slammed into the ground like boulders, lying on the ground one by one, seriously injured, and it was difficult to get up for a while.

"Damn!" a demon slammed its face to the ground, its mouth moaning in anger.

The next moment, they saw Yechen descend from the void and land beside them, and one of them asked, "Is it okay?"

Yechen shook his head: "Wait a minute. ”

On Yechen's forehead, a violent and powerful soul power suddenly emerged, and seven small soul vortices were cast, smashing fiercely on the foreheads of the seven demons.

The demons, who were originally extremely fierce, were hit by the soul vortex, their angry and fierce expressions disappeared, and their eyes became dull......

"That's it!" said Yechen.

"I want this one, this one looks better. Yemo shouted loudly, and flew towards a very handsome demon, this is obviously a female demon, although the face is dark red, but the facial features are very handsome, and the water chestnut horns are clearly similar to Ivy's face shape.

Huang Xinrou glanced at Yechen and said, "It's worthy of your species." ”

Yechen touched his nose a little embarrassed and said: "This is called the heart of a child, in fact, people love beauty, but some people are hypocritical, and if they don't say it, children will be childish." ”

"Sophistry and framing people!" Huang Xinrou glanced at Yechen again, and then also found a demon and began to conclude a contract.

All of them are servant corpse contracts, and since following Yechen, everyone's eyes have also become higher, especially after seeing Mu Lie, they subconsciously feel that these demons are not worthy of signing a natal zombie contract with them.

(End of chapter)