"Why do you have to leave when you are here?" the figure of the bhikshu slowly appeared in front of them.

"Bhikkhu?" Ye Ming's face turned pale, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth had not completely dried up.

"Hey......

"It's rare, you still remember my bhikkhu!" The bhikshu yin and yang strange qi said, completely free of the embarrassment of the day.

"You...... What do you want?" Ye Ming quietly took two steps back.

This action fell in the eyes of the bhikkhus, and he was secretly a little proud.

"Back then, you chased us with thunder, and when you think about it today, you miss it very much!" the bhikkhu sneered.

"That, we never leave a name for doing good deeds, you should be, **Comrade is back again!" Ye Ming smiled and took a step back again.

"**?" the monk was stunned.

"Uh......" Ye Ming was dumbfounded.

He forgot for a moment that this was an alien plane, and that he was no longer on Earth.

"What are you doing with such nonsense, it won't change the ending!" the bhikshu was a little annoyed, and he suddenly felt like he was being played.

"So, die!" the bhikkhu's eyes suddenly widened.

Staring at the annoyed bhikkhus opposite, Ye Ming suddenly smiled.

"Huh?" the finger changed sharply, but the expected situation did not appear.

"What's going on?" The bhikkhu suddenly found that his spiritual power was as if it had been suddenly sealed, and he couldn't lift it in the slightest.

"Forbidden Realm?" Suddenly, the bhikshu realized something.

This is a forbidden realm that only the powerhouses of the Holy Realm can master.

The kid in front of him could never be a Saint Realm powerhouse.

"Wrong, this is the forbidden space!" Ye Ming sneered and shook his head slightly.

"You ......" The monk pointed at Ye Ming, at this moment, Ye Ming still had a little bit of a serious injury that had not healed. His face was ruddy and his breath was steady......

"What kind of place is this?" The bhikkhu realized at this time that he had actually appeared in a small space at some point.

"Forbidden Law Space!" He suddenly remembered that Ye Ming seemed to have told him this word, and now, he finally understood what Ye Ming meant by the Forbidden Law Space.

That is, your forbidden realm, in front of the forbidden space, is simply insignificant, and there is no comparison at all.

The more the bhikshu struggled, the more frightened he became, not only was his mana imprisoned, but it was also difficult to blink his eyes.

The gray space has no vitality at all.

At the moment when he looked around, the monk was suddenly stunned on the spot.

Not far away, a young man was lying on a chaise longue with Erlang's legs crossed, a weed in his mouth obliquely, and his dark pupils were falling on the monk's body.

However, the bhikkhu's gaze was not on the young man with Erlang's legs crossed.

A middle-aged man in a gray robe held a huge fan in his hand, gently holding the fan for the boy on the recliner.

"Ga ......"

"Lord Extravagant Corpse!" the monk rubbed his eyes vigorously, a little unable to believe the scene in front of him.

His throat was also dry at this moment, and he almost burst into flames.

Extravagant corpse, that is the strongest person of the ghost spirit clan, a super strong person who has stepped into the fairy realm with one foot. But now, he actually lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, like a newly married daughter-in-law......

"Bang!" At that moment, a huge rod was slammed into the bhikkhu's face.

"Woo......" The monk suddenly stumbled, at least a dozen teeth were broken, and a warm liquid of scarlet sweetness spurted out from the corners of his mouth.

At some point, Ye Ming suddenly appeared in front of the monk, and in his hand, at some point, there was a half-foot-thick wooden stick.

Without spiritual power, the bhikshu had lowered even the most basic defenses too much. Ye Ming's stick, the bhikkhu who hit him had gold stars in his eyes, his head was buzzing, and he hadn't come back to his senses yet.

The monk was faced by Ye Ming with that big face, and he slapped a big stick fiercely, and he didn't lift his head to the corpse. Drawing the bhikkhu's stick, 9527 clearly felt the corpse beside him shake violently.

For so many days, Ye Ming simply let him go, and completely left the young man in front of him to deal with him. Thinking about being able to hold on for so many days, the corpse also felt that this was a miracle at all.

He thought about resisting, but in exchange, it was nothing more than 9527's intensified punishment. Although he took that last step, he was already a super powerhouse in the Upper Immortal Realm. However, the extravagant corpse should be the most depressed and aggrieved immortal in tens of thousands of years.

The reason is related to him, the immortal yuan infusion body that survived the immortal tribulation, he didn't get the slightest benefit at all, and all of them were cheaper than Ye Ming and his black ape!

The things on his body have long been wiped out by the young man in front of him. Until now, the space ring of the extravagant corpse is still on 9527's finger.

"Click!" Ye Ming didn't pay attention to the howling monk, and the second stick was aimed directly at the monk's wrist.

There was a loud bang, and the bhikshu's hand was directly smashed down by a big stick.

"Woo-ah......" The monk suddenly let out a miserable scream.

Ye Mingli ignored it, letting him scream hysterically.

Come out and mix, the debts you owe will have to be repaid sooner or later!

Taking off the Bhikkhu's spatial ring from his hand, Ye Ming's spiritual sense directly probed into it.

"Huh?" Ye Ming's spiritual sense swept away, but he didn't find the shadow of Qianliju at all.

"Do you still have storage space?" Ye Ming suddenly turned his head, and the big stick in his hand smashed into his palm. With each muffled sound, he could see the muscles on the bhikshu's face twitch violently.

"I didn't ...... No!" The monk finally reacted now, Ye Ming, this guy, really came to the horse for thousands of miles.

"Oh......" Just when the bhikkhu was surprised that Ye Ming had given up like this.

"Bang!"

"Click!"

"Ahh......h

"Now, can you think of something?" Ye Ming smiled, but when this smile fell into the eyes of the monk, he couldn't help but shudder!

"In ......"

The defense line of the bhikkhu was instantly broken by Ye Ming, and the location and disposition of the Qianli Horse were revealed in 1510.

"Buzz......" In Ye Ming's palm, a palm-sized and extremely delicate carriage suddenly appeared, not a thousand miles of horses or something.

Unexpectedly, along with Chisakoma, he also found a dark golden spatial ring.

Swept away, even with his well-informed, he was dumbfounded. Not to mention other natural treasures, there are as many as seventy or eighty pieces of all kinds of treasures, real treasures, etc.

"He's handed it over to you!" Ye Ming took the Qianli Pony and left without raising his head.

9527 answered!

Since he has obtained what he wants, then he has no value in existence.

Ye Ming is too lazy to do it, and with the temperament of 9527, it is only a matter of time before he is killed.