"I have only condensed six thousand soul pills in the past half a month, of which five thousand four hundred pills have to be handed over, and you actually want to collect one thousand grains now, why!" In the crowd, a mid-stage martial artist of the Qi Sea Realm shouted loudly.

His soul strength was only comparable to the late stage of the Transformation Yuan Realm.

"I don't care how many soul pills you have condensed in the past half a month, let you hand them over, otherwise take all the soul pills on your body, and let you be punished by Venerable Fang Yue, Venerable Fang Yue's punishment, I believe many people know how painful it will be, don't you want to try?"

The one who spoke was a cold middle-aged man with very long hair, and behind him, there were more than a dozen mid-stage Xuan Spirits of the Four Transformations, who looked menacing.

"Don't deceive people too much. ”

The surface people were isolated in this concentration camp, and their strength was suppressed too much, and in the face of these dozen or so Anlan tribe warriors in the middle of the four changes, their tone unconsciously weakened.

"It's you who is bullying, hurry up, I don't have time to spend it with you. ”

The cold middle-aged man snorted coldly, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

In the end, this person still handed over a thousand soul pills, and his face was full of sadness, and after the cold middle-aged man received the soul pill, he shifted his gaze to another surface person again.

"I'm not going to pay any protection money. "This old man in Xuanyi has a lot of backbone, and his soul strength is comparable to that of the Xuanling in the early stage of the Four Changes, and his strength is guaranteed.

"Look for death!"

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, the cold middle-aged man led people to surround him, and more than a dozen people shot almost at the same time, and the cultivation in the middle of the four changes exploded, and the surging Xuan power turned into a brilliant attack, instantly drowning the old man in Xuanyi.

Directly beat the person to serious injuries and fell to the ground unable to move.

"Damn, if it's in the Tianwu Continent, I can slap you to death with one slap, I'm not reconciled. ”

The old man in Xuanyi roared unwillingly, it can be seen that his cultivation is the peak of the Qi Sea Realm, and he is only half a step away from advancing to the Yuan Extreme Realm, but now he was embarrassed by these dozen barbarians who were equivalent to the middle stage of the Qi Sea Realm, and he was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and all the soul pills were snatched away.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of the other Tianwu Continent martial artists were all tense, and they gave up resistance one after another, and the looting action of the cold middle-aged and others was much smoother all of a sudden.

By the time Ye Jian arrived, the exploitation had ended.

"So many people. "Hey, I haven't seen you, new here, right?" Putting away the soul pill he had just received, the cold middle-aged man directly noticed Ye Jian.

Ye Jian was not surprised, he seemed to already know what these people were going to do.

"Let your leader come and talk to me. ”

Immediately, he said unhurriedly.

"Yo, who do you think you are, the leader of Anmeng is what you can see if you want to?" A group of Anlan tribe warriors surrounded them, led by the cold and long-haired middle-aged man, and even, even the platinum clan warriors also surrounded them, although they were not as domineering as the Anlan tribe, but their expressions were not friendly.

"Let you go and call the chiefs for your good. ”

Ye Jian subdued An Shang and figured out a lot of information from his mouth, this concentration camp is roughly divided into two camps, An Lan and Bai Jin, among them, the leader of the An Lan tribe is a master of the Four Transformations Great Perfection, who is only half a step away from stepping into the ranks of the Venerable, An Meng.

This Amon is not the most powerful in the concentration camp, but it is indeed the most ruthless, and every month he has to give the soul pill that exploits some people.

"Boy, you're looking for death. ”

Seeing that Ye Jian was so arrogant, how could An Meng's subordinates, who had always been domineering, stand it, and with a few snorts, four big men who had cultivated in the middle of the Four Transformations jumped out and joined forces to attack Ye Jian.

They wanted to teach Ye Jian a lesson like a lesson to the old man in Xuanyi.

Ye Jian didn't need to draw his sword at all, and directly slashed out with a sword finger.

Poof!poof!poof!

Even if it was just a sword finger, it was not something that the four of them could bear, and they flew up one by one, like a broken sack, and flew out upside down.

"Awesome!"

"Kill these guys who eat people and don't spit out bones. ”

After such a while, the martial artists of the Tianwu Continent surrounded him, and when they saw that Ye Jian was able to defeat the four Anlan tribe warriors in one move, they were extremely happy in their hearts.

"Boy, no wonder you are so arrogant, it turns out that you have some means. The cold middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light surged, and he waved his hand to let all the subordinates behind him get on.

"Kill!"

"Die!"

The underground warriors, each of them are rough and savage, and the lowest cultivation that can become An Meng's subordinates is also the middle of the Four Changes, and more than a dozen people who have cultivated in the middle of the Four Transformations pounced on Ye Jian viciously, murderous and awe-inspiring.

It's a pity that Ye Jian's strength is very different from their cultivation, and he is the kind of person who can fight beyond the level, so from the beginning, the result was doomed.

Looking at the dozen or so people under his command who vomited blood and flew upside down, the cold middle-aged finally did not calm down, his body flashed, and a punch slammed into Ye Jian's Tianling Gai, and the sharp fist roared into the wind, which could turn an entire mountain peak into powder, as if to smash Ye Jian and his head and people. That kind of ruthlessness is difficult for ordinary people to reach.

Phew!

The cold middle-aged man's move speed is fast, Ye Jian's move speed is even faster, his arm moves, and the high-grade Xuanjian roars out, against the cold middle-aged man's neck, the golden sword is unstable, as long as the cold middle-aged man gets closer, he will immediately be pierced by the sword through his throat.

"You're not dead. It's because the rules here don't allow it. And because I want you to bring a message. ”

Ye Jian sneered.

Cold sweat left on the forehead of the cold middle-aged man, Ye Jian's move was too fast, and he didn't see how the other party made a move at all. It wasn't until a slight chill appeared in his throat that he realized that the other party had made a move, if he hadn't stopped his body in time. I'm afraid that I would have died tragically on the spot.

Of course, even if he wanted to die in a cold and middle-aged manner, Ye Jian would not let him die at his own hands, he was not so stupid.

The top-grade Xuanjian was withdrawn, and Ye Jian said, "Let your leader come next time!"

"You'll regret it. ”

Hurriedly took more than ten steps back, took a deep breath in the cold middle-aged man, and said slowly.

"Then it depends on whether Amon is capable enough. ”

Ye Jian's tone was indifferent.

"Let's go. ”

The cold middle-aged man left with his injured men.

This scene completely fell into the eyes of Venerable Fang Yue, who appeared at some point, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes when he saw Ye Jian defeat more than a dozen people in two moves.

Ye Jian did not show the slightest worry on his face, but threw the soul pill that had been prepared directly to the other party, and then took the antidote of the soul devouring pill, and left without looking back.

"It's kind of interesting, no wonder the Holy Son of Jinyang asked me to 'take care' of him a little more. It wasn't until Ye Jian left that Venerable Fang Yue's eyes flashed with two rays of essence.

"The host is stronger than he was ten days ago. An Shang was caught in the crowd, his eyes flickering into the distance

The cave where Ammon lives is very large, and there are no other caves three hundred meters away.

In the hall of the cave mansion, An Meng looked at the cold middle-aged man with a gloomy face.

"You mean, the outsider not only disobeyed me, but also wanted to see me. ”

"Yes, in addition to that, he wounded our people. ”

The cold middle-aged man lowered his head.

A fierce light flashed in Ammon's eyes, "It seems that my reputation is still not ruthless enough, and even newcomers don't accept me, so it's okay." ”

"I'm going to prepare, let's kill it now. "No, I just happened to have an epiphany recently, and I feel that I am not far from the Venerable realm, or wait until I break through to the Venerable One, and then dominate the entire concentration camp, and then I will go over again, and I will let him know what regret is. ”

"Congratulations Chief!"

......

After Ye Jian returned to the cave, he immediately went into retreat.

His soul power had reached perfection, the peak of the early stage of the Four Transformations, but he found that if he didn't have enough Heaven and Earth Essence Qi, it would still be difficult for him to break through to the middle stage of the Four Transformations with his daily intake alone.

"Okay, let's slow down first, and first transform all the soul power in the sea of consciousness into mystical power. ”

The method of fusing soul power and will, he had already obtained from An Shang.

Taking a deep breath, immediately, his mind completely calmed down, and he sank into the sea of consciousness, and above the soul gold bead, there was a subtle sword light, which was swallowing and flickering, lacking a little essence.

On this sword, there is an endless sharp meaning, "the soul rises, the will rises, and the economy blends" With the recitation of an ancient mantra, Ye Jian's sea of knowledge, the soul power boiled violently, turning into thousands of threads, all over his entire sea of knowledge, and the killing sword soul was also trembling, as if it had been summoned by some kind of summons, releasing an endless sharp meaning, turning into a trace of black breath, intertwined with the soul silk, with the recitation of the mantra, it actually quickly fused.

Ye Jian clearly felt that the quality of his soul power was undergoing earth-shaking changes, becoming tough and extremely sharp, as if carbon had been integrated into cast iron, turning it into steel.

Originally, his sea of knowledge was a pure gold, but after the fusion of soul power and killing sword intent, his sea of knowledge actually turned into black ink, and every trace of soul power seemed to be coated with a layer of crystal

The place where the warriors of the Tianwu Continent lived was not very far, and An Meng quickly flew over with a group of people, and the fierce aura made many people tremble.

"Ammon is coming, and this group of outsiders is going to suffer. ”

"I don't know how the young man is going to deal with it. ”

"It's too unwise, our No. 3 concentration camp, there are only a dozen half-step Venerables, Anmeng can't rank in the top three, at least in the top five, hum, I see what this group of outsiders will do this time." ”

There was a lot of talking.

"Who are you, report your name!"

Floating in the air, Amon looked down at Ye Jian and said in a low voice.

"Ye Jingtian, presumably Your Excellency is An Meng!"

Ye Jian raised his head and said indifferently.

"Now that you know, don't kneel down and beg for mercy. ”

Ye Jian smiled coldly, "You are not worthy." ”

"Look for death!"

Ammon's men were furious.

"Okay, you have guts, but how big your guts are, how miserable I will be for you, An Kui, try for me how many catties and taels he has. With a flash of cruelty in his eyes, Amon said to the cold middle-aged man on the left.

"Yes!"

The cold middle-aged An Kui's body moved, one changed to two, two to four, and four to eight, and suddenly conjured up eight phantoms that were true and false, surrounding Ye Jian.

"The mystery of the wind, no, there is a hint of the mystery of the shadow. ”