Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Ye Feng grinned, and without saying anything further, he started to fight. Tang Chuxue also activated a crow at the side to help them.    

    

This time, Demon Face did not split into two to deal with them.    

    

It was probably because they were afraid that their powers would be too dispersed and they would be unable to take shape from Ye Feng's Palm Strength.    

    

The fierce battle had lasted more than half an hour, and even with Ye Feng's reserve of elemental energy, it was not something he could handle.    

    

If this went on, he wouldn't be able to kill this monster.    

    

No matter how many pieces Ye Feng split with the Moon-Burning Blade, or how many pieces he blew up into pieces with the Thunder Fire Bomb, the white mucus would start to stick back together before long.    

    

How in the world could he kill it?    

    

Ye Feng not only thought about what the Elemental Spirit had said, but this thing's body was extremely soft. It did not have the resurrected spirit bone like the Bone Beast.    

    

"To be able to speak the human tongue, and to say 'old man' and 'old man', sounds like a Human Clan Martial Cultivator …"    

    

"But Martial Cultivator must not live inside the Underground Dragon Tomb for so long … Ghosts? "Could it be …"    

    

Ye Feng suddenly had a flash of insight and made his decision.    

    

The person controlling the white mucus was probably a ghost left behind from an ancient treasure. Relying only on his mental strength to control the mucus, no wonder the spear and sabre were uninjured and couldn't completely kill it.    

    

Since he had come to a conclusion, Ye Feng decided to give it a try for now.    

    

Fortunately, in terms of mental power, whether it was him or Tang Chuxue, they could both be considered experts.    

    

At this time, the strands of white mucus had turned into thousands of threads that rolled towards Ye Feng like ten thousand snakes. Ye Feng took a step back and let out a faint sneer in his heart. In an instant, he focused his mind and activated the secret mental cultivation method "Soul-Taking Needle".    

    

As if they had been burned by fire, the tens of thousands of snakes were instantly blown back. Ye Feng had clearly not moved from his original position, yet an incomparably intense scream came from the passageway.    

    

The pile of viscous liquid gathered together, forming a ball at one moment and a strip at the next. Miserable screams could be heard incessantly.    

    

"Hmm? Feng, this thing is afraid of mental attacks? " Tang Chuxue's eyes revealed doubt, as she looked at the scene in front of him and asked.    

    

"That's right. If I'm not wrong, its main body should be a spirit body … My Soul-Taking Needle s are too low levelled and might not be able to be killed. First snow, try it! " Ye Feng also had a face full of regret.    

    

Tang Chuxue nodded, and used the "Heart Control Great Art" to attack. In that instant, the mucus which was releasing many screams suddenly like a madman, sprayed out in all directions, and under the attack of Tang Chuxue's Spirit Force, after a short period of time, the white mucus could no longer maintain a specific shape, and with a hualala sound, it fell onto the ground.    

    

A Dragon Scale floated up, and following the death of the mucus, it appeared in midair, and was held in Ye Feng's palm.    

    

"The third one!"    

    

he said cheerfully.    

    

"When we first obtained one in the Dragon Bone Region, we also obtained one each in the Dragon Head Region and Dragon Tail Region, does that mean that the remaining two will appear in the Dragon Scale region and Dragon-Claw Region?" Tang Chuxue thought.    

    

Ye Feng also felt that it was possible, but as to whether or not it was true, he did not know.    

    

And at this time, when he wanted to ask Elemental Spirit about it, he didn't know where that old fellow had run off to.    

    

After entering the Underground Dragon Tomb, Ye Feng realized that the Elemental Spirit was always elusive, it seemed that this place was also a good opportunity for it.    

    

The two of them left the Dragon Tail Region and explored a new passageway along the Dragon Bone Region. After killing quite a few Bone Beast along the way, they quickly arrived at a new Dragon Head Region.    

    

Indistinctly, the sound of colliding vitality could be heard in front of them. Ye Feng and Tang Chuxue followed the sound and saw that in front of them, there was a large arena in the passage.    

    

On the arena, a young monk with a mustache was fighting with a man using his fists and a disciple with Myriad Birds Building. He was fighting with a group of metal puppets.    

    

The man who used the fist should be a Jiugong Pavilion disciple, the power of the fist techniques he displayed was strong and ferocious, so Ye Feng was able to discern the move that belonged to the "Jiugong Eight Extreme Fist" with a single glance.    

    

On the other hand, the Myriad Birds Building disciples next to him carried a bear-shaped Demonic Beast.    

    

As for the young monk, he definitely came from the Thunder Rush Temple of one of the seven Sacred Grounds.    

    

In the Seven Great Sacred Grounds, the overall strength of the Thunder Rush Temple that stood out was only slightly weaker than the Heavenly Extreme Hall, firmly occupying the second place. The Thunder Rush Temple's elite disciple Shi Guanghua was also a super expert who was ranked as one of the Four Little Geniuses.    

    

At the moment, these three Martial Cultivator s from different sects seemed to have formed a team to fight against the metal puppets that appeared at this place. Their goal was obviously to obtain the items from the Round Table.    

    

Ye Feng and Tang Chuxue's eyes lit up.    

    

There were two Fate Bead sealed within this Round Table, and their color was bluish-purple. One could sense that they were extraordinary from afar.    

    

This level had already surpassed cyan, and was showing signs of changing to blue. Just this Fate Bead alone was worth more than 20 million.    

    

This was the first time Ye Feng had seen such a high level Fate Bead in the Heavenly Dragon Secret Realm, and there were even two of them!    

    

Of course, the more valuable the treasures were, the stronger the guardian puppets would be, and there was no free lunch in the world. If one wanted to swallow these two cyan Fate Bead, the price was to defeat the guards who surrounded and attacked them.    

    

The moment the two of them walked closer, there were already many Black Iron Puppet fragments left on the ground. Ye Feng estimated that there were about twenty of them.    

    

But black puppets were easy to kill, while Silver Puppet were much more powerful than black puppets.    

    

At that moment, the three people on the field were fighting against several Silver Puppet, especially the young monk who was actually fighting against three Silver Puppet. He was also using a black colored long rod and was not inferior to the three silver rods.    

    

As for the other two, they were much stronger than the other two, so maybe they had the strength to defeat one Silver Puppet, but fighting one against two at the same time still put a huge amount of pressure on them, and they could not hold on much longer.    

    

Seeing that an outsider was approaching, that Jiugong Pavilion disciple replied while panting for breath, and at the same time, he shouted for help, "Two Fellow Taoist s, everyone here has the same type of Righteous Dao of Yuanwu Continent, so if you help out a little and grab a puppet, I, Di Shijian, will reward you greatly after killing the other."    

    

Ye Feng looked at him, the man was tall and sturdy, his face had a rough expression, with a pair of iron fists fighting against two Silver Puppet s, both of his fists releasing "bang bang bang" sounds, causing the Silver Puppet to sway, but it could not break.    

    

On the contrary, from time to time, he would suffer a heavy blow from a giant rod.    

    

Seeing this, Ye Feng's heart trembled. After all, Ye Feng had personally experienced the toughness of a Silver Puppet …